Lucien's POVI knew Aimee was worried about me because I could feel it. Our mate bond was making me feel her emotions, but I blocked mine from getting to her. If she did, it would be too much for her. I didn't want her to see me as weak.I was trying to be the best and be strong before everyone, but right from the moment I was told of the assembling of the dark forces at the border. My PTSD has been getting the better of me, and I didn't want to show Aimee that part of me.She was sweet and calm, and I wanted to be that way for her. I didn't want to be that emotionless person that people knew me for. I wanted to smile, talk more, and even laugh, but I could not. I fear what would happen if my emotions got in the way again.I knew how many times I had successfully stopped Shadow from going on a rampage, and I also knew how many times I had failed. Emotions were my weak point. If I ever show too much of it, I lose myself. I lose my anchor to make myself sane, and most especially Shadow.
Aimee's POVNow I understood why the Oracle said it was a story for Lucien to tell. He was there and he felt so many emotions all at once, it was a very traumatic experience at such a tender age. It was so sad that things happened the way they did and he witnessed it all.He has been troubled since a long time ago and has been trying to let go, but that has been so difficult for him. I never knew I would be this sad to find out something as crucial as this and all I could do was pull him in for a hug.I also understood why it was so important for him not to show his emotions, and why he could never really feel what we felt because he had been going through turmoil for years and was only trying to live for the sake of the realm and the pack.He no longer felt any need to protect himself. All he knew was to protect others. I held him in, placing his head on my chest and he wrapped his hand around me to gain some form of comfort. I drove my hand into his hair to keep him calm.I could f
Aimee's POVA week went by with the dark clouds still hovering around the realm and pack. It stopped snowing two days ago, but it was still not good enough. Most of the pack members had fallen so sick that they could barely move a step without the help of someone.Both the pack hospital and the realm's biggest hospital have been flooded with lots of sick warewolves, and there is little manpower to attend to all of them. Some pack members have opted to go to the Oracle, but she was unable to help them.The pack was in chaos and disarray, as there were a lot of things that needed to be done but none had been done yet. The soldiers were dropping each day, and it was not helping the security of the pack. Masks and gloves had become a general way to prevent direct contact with the snow from the dark clouds to prevent falling sick, but not staying out long was still advised as that could create an avenue for them to fall sick.However, Reine and I have stayed indoors, only looking out throu
Aimee's POV Lucien got to his feet almost immediately and headed out without saying a word. I trailed behind him as he was fast with his feet. Since this incident, he does not walk slowly but as though he was headed for war. I did not have an issue with it because it was needed for swift action to be taken at all times. I expected a lot of things. Maybe a letter from the border or a letter from the Oracle but I did not expect what I saw. When we got to the living room, Alec and Reine were already there staring at the man I had not seen for a while now. This should be more than three months since he was banished and thrown out of the pack. He looked thinner than what he was three months ago. The veins around his fingers were more visible but even though people could mistake his thin figure as weakness I could also tell he was stronger than when he left. Isaac, who was no longer dressed in his royal attire, stood there and bowed as Lucien got closer to him. Lucien did not spare him
Aimee's POVEveryone in the pack is moving helter-skelter, trying to gather as many things as possible, as we only have a day left before the dark forces get into the pack and attack. Unfortunately, due to the outbreak of the illness, not much can be done.I and Lucien went down to the basement. He got to the side of the room, counting each step as he did so and on the twentieth step, he bent over and pushed the door down. A secret room came into view. Gradually, Lucien went in and on the second step, he gave me his hand to take.I did and we got into the room. It was a large space with a lot of food items but we needed more to be added to the stash. “I don't think this will be enough,” I saidThe pack was large. All the men would be at the battle field but the mother and children were still a lot and would not fit in here at once. Lucien nodded, still holding my hand. “Yes but we have somewhere larger and that is where they would stay,” he said, then led me out of the secret room.He
Aimee's POVWe rushed forward to stop them from getting close to the room. The men looked nothing like I had imagined. They looked just like normal werewolves, but what made them different was the aura that emanated from them and the dark eyes they had.We transformed into our wolf form and louged at them, scattering as they were everywhere. We needed to eliminate them before they got close to Reine and the women. It was of utmost importance that we kept them safe. I clawed at their faces, disfiguring them as I took their eyes and lips.I clawed and swung at each and everyone of them as I moved. I eliminated most of the ones that crowded me and looked around. Lucien and his betas were busy with the dark forces that gathered them.Then I noticed five others running towards the guest room. I tried to speak but since Lucien and his betas were busy, it was up to me to stop them from getting close. Quickly, I ran towards them at full speed. Once I was close enough to one, I clawed his back
Aimee's POVAll that happened so fast that I was not given the opportunity to even call out to him. The words got stuck in my throat as I watched them drive the sword into him, making sure the tip of the blade came forth from his stomach.Lucien flew his hand to the stomach as he paused. His eyes locked on mine for only a minute before he dropped to the ground and Alec took the head of the dark force that did that to Lucien. I was rooted to where I stood, unable to move.Everything happening around me felt like it was being slowed down and I could barely hear or concentrate. My soul felt like it was being crushed. Lucien stood in all fours, then placed his hand on the injured part of his stomach.His face was very red, with his veins popping out at both sides of his head. He clenched his teeth together. My heart rate accelerated just looking at him. I wanted to move. I tried to move but it felt like I was no longer in control of my own body.There was fire, chaos, blood stains, and de
Aimee's POV I was frozen in that spot, my hand behind my back as the other covered my mouth. My heart was so close to thudding out of my chest, killing me before this general did. My stomach was turning into so much anxiety. I felt twigs snap, indicating the general was walking closer to me. No, no, no. I yelled in my head as I shut my eyes and felt the general get closer to me. “We need to meet the dark Lord now,” the leader of the generals yelled and I heard the general close to me sigh. I felt another whoosh of air and the general was no longer close to me. I heaved a sigh of relief, placing my hand on my chest as I slowly took another peek at them. They all walked into the castle, shutting the main door behind them as they did so. I sighed again, as our only refuge had been taken over. Slowly, I backed away from there, heading back towards the direction I had come from. Not long after running back, I spotted Lucien and his betas coming towards me. Lucien was barely able