NATALIE.“Um, good morning,” I say into the intimidating silence. “I uh, I came to return the plates.”Nobody says anything in response to that. Even the man who had brought me in had abandoned me.Great. Just great.I stand there, fidgeting on my own, feeling the hostile stares burrowing deep into my skin for what feels like hours until someone, blessedly signals to me.“Over here,” a woman calls from the far back.I hurry over to her, plates outstretched when I suddenly crash to the floor, the tray falling with me and causing the ceramic plates to crash.I was tripped.I look over to see a group of people, three girls, and four boys, giggling at my debacle.“Oh, I am so sorry,” one of the boys speaks up. “I really didn't see you there.”The statement causes the entire group to break up into raucous laughter.What the hell is so funny about this? I am confused now, he did apologize but from their behavior, it seems intentional. What… What is going on?Damn that witch.I have had no
DAMIEN.My paws slam against the ground, going full speed like there is no tomorrow. I'm gasping for air and my heart is racing like it is in a sprint of its own. Everything is a crazy mix of green and brown as the trees fly by, a wild blur that doesn't make any sense. I'm just hauling it, not really taking in anything, caught up in this whirlwind of pure gut feeling, not seeing anything.Only her.“...why do you even care?... It's not like you are happy with me being here…”How could she ask that?I am her mate.Why wouldn't I care?”“Maybe you could start by showing it,” my wolf scoffs.“What do you even mean by that? I care,” I snarl at him.“I am an animal and even I would not be receptive to you if you treated me the way you have been treating her.”“And how am I treating her?!” I snarl at him again as we take a sharp curve around a bend.“She is our mate. The one we have been searching for for years. And not once have you told her you are happy to see her. That you would prot
NATALIE.Knock knock.The sound is so firm and forceful, I instinctively know it is Damien.What does he want now?“Come in,” I call as I get off from the window pane.What? I already said I was going to leave.I hurry over to the bed and drop into it, just in time as his head appears in the frame of the door before his whole body enters.“Hi,” he says.“Hello.”“I was wondering how you were settling in?” he asks.I give him a wry smirk before answering.“As well as you can imagine. How do you think a person kept against their will and being ridiculed at every turn she takes would feel?” I ask.“Right, I heard about Pan. I am sorry about that, he will be punished.”“And you? Who would punish you?” He sighs before taking a step towards and then stopping. “Natalie… I know we got off on the wrong foot, that is mainly my fault. I apologize. How can I make it up to you?” he asks. “And please, don't tell me to let you go. I don't think I am physically capable of doing that or being able t
WILLOW.“What would you like to order?” the party blonde girl chirps in front of me, startling me and interrupting the scrying I was trying to do.I don't get it.I should have found the brat now but I can't.The thread I had placed on her should have given me a clear direction as to where she is at. But nothing.Could she have gotten to Damien already?How?She is practically a noob in this world, she knows nothing.How is she evading me?!“Um, hello? What would you have?” the annoying voice asks again.I turn to glare at her, fiercely. It is enough for her to take two steps back.“Uh…”“Willow,” another voice interrupts, a deep, familiar one. “Are you terrorizing another poor human again?”“Human?” the blonde squeaks.I lift my eyes to see my dear friend and Alpha.“You took your sweet time,” I snap. Out of the corner of my eyes, I see the girl hurry away back to the counter and begin pointing at me.“I am a busy wolf, Willow,” he says as he takes a seat across from me. “I can't dr
MAYA.“You took your sweet time, sister,” I greet.“Oh, you know me,” she responds with a flippant attitude. “People to terrorize, Intel to gather, the life of a rogue is so full, you know?”“No, I wouldn't. I am not a rogue,” I say as I raise my hand to signal a waiter. “It pisses me off that you chose this life.”“Hmm, and yet, you do not hesitate to make use of the resources I offer.”“Oh, it can't be helped,” I say.As the waiter arrives and we make our order, my mind goes through the reason as to why we are in this situation.Tanya is actually my twin sister. We are identical twins.Both of us were born in the Varon pack. And we were so connected. We did everything together, felt the same things, liked the same things, believed the same things.The only difference was in our characters.While I approached life with a sense of discipline and control and then chose to serve faithfully by Damien’s side, Tanya chose differently.She was- is wild. She loved adventure, parties, anythin
MAYA“What do you mean a death clock?”“The witch had placed a sort of kill switch between them. If they ever find each other, they die,” I reply.”This… this doesn't make sense. Make it make sense! How did you all even come to that conclusion?”I take a gulp of water to wet my throat before launching into the narration of all that happened.“That… that is some messed-up shit. What kind of life must she have led for her to be thus twisted?” she asks, scandalized.“Beats me,” I say with a shrug as I pop a fry into my mouth.Our meals were delivered during my narration and I am starving.“So, what now? You want to find the witch and kill her?”“Hmm, something like that.”“Maya, what are you planning?”“I was hoping to make a deal with her. She takes off the curse and she can have Natalie-”“Maya!”Her exclamation causes the whole bar to look our way.“Cool it, will you?” I hiss at her.“Do you even hear yourself?” she demands.“Look, I know it is not ideal-”“Ideal?! It is downright co
WILLOW.Ugh.What was I thinking?Waiting till ten? I am not that patient!Under normal circumstances, I would have flown off the edge and taken the girl myself.Fortunately -or unfortunately- depending on the perspective, the ingredients I would need for the ritual are in my house. The one where I had kept Lyra all these years.Which is why, I am now trekking around the moist forest floor, heading there.I wave away the weaved enchantment hiding my access and come into the clearing, only to stop dead in my tracks.There are people here.Wolves.I guess that answers my question. Lyra is in the Varon pack.Still, this is fast.I did not expect to manage to track me down this fast. There is no way she could have been able to direct them here. She doesn't know anywhere.This was somebody else.I fall back into the shadows, watching as they move around the place before walking into the house.This… is a complication.I know they are here for me and by all logic, I should just kill them a
NATALIE.The filtering rays of the sun are what wake me up from my deep sleep.I haven't slept that well in… well, forever.Benefits of having reconciled with your mate I guess.“...Natalie, I need you. I didn't even understand how much until you arrived. You… you complete me…”“...I will have you. I will have you forever…”His words keep resounding in my ears, tickling me and making me feel all kinds of fuzzy.“I am glad you two have finally reconciled,” my wolf says faintly.“You are back! That was fast. Usually, it could take up to a week for you to be able to crawl out,” I tell her.“Hmm. Being near our mate helps me.”“That is good then, 'cause I think we are going to be staying after all,” I tell her.“I heard and I am glad. It is about time you two made up.”“I won't lie, I didn't think it would happen, with the way everyone was behaving toward me.”“You are his mate. No amount of logic or thinking or opinions can change that. He just needed time, that is all.”“Hmm. You are ri
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DAMIEN.I watch in delighted mischief as Lucas keeps staring at Mirabel like a demented fool. Completely besotted by a woman he just met.Man, I am going to tease him so badly when we are free.Mr. I don't want a mate, I like my peace too much.What a sucker.But right now, we have a serious issue to handle.“Get yourself under control, Lucas!” I bark at him through the mindlink and watch as he starts into attention, his eyes flickering to me.“Mate,” he whispers to me, eyes wide and lost and it takes all of my strength to not break into a smile.“I know,” I tell him. “But right now, her mother is in trouble. You remember who I am talking about. Fredja?”“Fredja,” he repeats. “Fredja, eight. Sorry. Let's get back to business.”Once I am sure that he is back to his normal self, I turn back to the rest and notice that they are all watching the both of us.“Sorry about that,” I say out loud. “Lucas here is a very good friend of Fredja, in addition to being extremely worried about her w
DAMIENWith a startled gasp, I rear up, alert despite it being just past two in the morning.I leap off the bed and out of the room, hurrying towards Lucas’s room.Ramming my gist on it, I shout, “Wake up, Lucas?! Wake up, we have got a problem!”A few more raps and the door swings open.“You know, this is becoming a habit, “ he mutters as he rubs the sleep from his eyes and yawns. “A terrible habit. Which mountain is on fire?”He is dressed in just boxer briefs, that looks like he just put it on.“Fredja,” I state.Instantly, he comes alert, blue eyes trained on me and intensely focused.“What about Fredja? What happens to her? Is she alright? I swea-”“We think the council is with Void,” I tell him.“The council. The high council? The one she has been with all this while? How, why? Wait, who is we?”“Me and Natalie.”“Natalie? The Luna is back?”“No. She did some weird thing with my dreams but anyway, think about it. Alaric said there were a lot of witches in Void’s army. How could
NATALIE“You can't do that!” I exclaim.I am still sitting there stunned by her remark.What does she mean to come back as a mortal? The whole reason this mess started is because she came as a moral in the first place.“Why not?” she asks with a pout. “I want to experience life with my offspring.”I stare at her, absorbing the weight of the Moon Goddess's words, my mind reeling with disbelief. Can you believe this?"I get your reason but I do t think you coming back would be the best decision. I mean, what would the others say?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper, filled with a mixture of concern and trepidation. "You know the risks. The consequences. The ban on deities entering the mortal realm..."The Moon Goddess regards me with a serene expression, her eyes reflecting the wisdom of countless ages. "I understand your worry, Natalie," she says softly, her voice carrying a weight that seems to echo through the very air of the room. "But I am tired of hiding. Of paying for my mis
DAMIEN“...her lover is - was Void.”“Damien,” Harvey calls my name, already showing signs of frustration. “You are really pushing this too far. What do you mean Void was the moon goddess’s liver? How?”“Look, I don't know. And I am not entirely motivated to know. I have told you what Natalie relayed to me, that is it,” I say.“Wait,” Steven interrupts. “If Void was her lover, doesn't that mean that your mate has blood ties - or whatever it is they have - with him?”“Yes. That is exactly what it means. Natalie has the power of two deities running through her veins.”“Wow,” Cain remarks. “You really hit the bag with your mate. How does it feel to have deities as parent in laws?” he asks with a smirk.“Not great,” I reply, and then turning to Harvey, I ask. “What plan do you have in mind to get into Void’s camp?”THANDRAL- WORLD OF THE DEITIES ONE OF THE OTHER WORLDS.NATALIE.I collapse into the lush mattress that feels like clouds.“I am best,” I groan into it.“Long day?” a tinkling
DAMIEN.As we sit in the living room, our thoughts preoccupied with the issue before us, I can't help but have the stray thought that we will fail.That we are not united enoughThat I am not trusted enough.That I am not enough and that I am going to fail Natalie.“Damien,” Harvey’s voice cuts through the haze of doubt and as it reaches my ears.I look up at him in question and I see his calm green eyes focused on me.“Don't fret too much. We know the truth, all we have to do is find a way to bring it to light, and in all my years that I have lived, I know there is always a way.”“Hmm,” I hum as I send him a small but grateful smile.“So-”Cain is interrupted from whatever he wants to say by a sharp knock echoing through the room, bringing with it a semblance of normality.That despite the issues and trials and the impossibility that face us, life still goes on.Wow.I sound sentimental.That's what spending hours training side by side with Lucas will get you.Unfailing optimism.It'
DAMIEN“Oh, come on!” The exclamation rings out from one of the pack members as he collapses to the floor thanks to the maneuver g of his spar partner.“You cheated!”“Did not! You are just slow?”“You-”“Enough.”The voice cuts through the clearing, causing us all to turn to face him.“Let's take ten.”As soon as Alaric signals for a break in the training, exhaustion washes over the pack members like a tidal wave. We collapse onto the grass, gasping for breath, our bodies trembling from the intensity of the workout. I wipe the sweat from my brow, feeling the burn of exertion in my muscles.“Thank the goddess,” I pant. “The man is a demon.”It is the third day of training and my muscles are screaming at me in protest.I thought I was good. That my training was up to par if not one of the best.Boy, was I wrong.Alaric has broken, crushed, and destroyed all of my previous acclaim with his own regiment of training.If I was a weaker, insecure man, I would have already called it quits.
DAMIEN.“...When did you even leave?”“The same night Maya left,” he answers as he turns to leave. “I am just getting back now. Didn't you notice?”“No. I have been a little preoccupied lately. With Natalie gone and communicating with Ha-”“Natalie is gone?” he asks, interrupting me. His ice blue eyes are even more startling with their intensity. “Gone where? When did she go? Was it because of Maya? What happ-”“Calm your titties. One question at a time,” I say, already out of breath from the onslaught of questions.“Okay. Okay. Where did she go?”“I don't know.”“What?! What do you mean you don't know?”“I mean I don't know the exact place she is. All I know is that she went to the word of deities,” I tell him.“Oh, I see. Her training has begun.”“Yes, it has,” I affirm. “What did you mean by ‘Was it because of Maya?’ What do you know?” I demand“Nothing.”“Wow. You are a terrible liar.”“Look, it doesn't matter anymore. The good thing is that she left on her own. So there is no fo
DAMIENPOW!SMACK!The sounds of sparring echo in one of the training rooms as I land another hit on Lucas.Harvey had left not too long after our conclusions to convince the other Alphas -which is a huge load off for me. The idea of brown nosing people is still unappealing to me, regardless of the reason.In the well lit training room, the air hangs heavy with anticipation as Lucas and I continue our face off. The space is expansive, with high ceilings that seem to stretch into darkness above us. The walls are lined with floor-to-ceiling mirrors, reflecting our every move as we circle each other. The polished wood floor beneath our feet is worn smooth from countless hours of training, marked with scuff marks and scratches that tell the stories of past sparring matches.In one corner of the room, a small alcove holds a rack of training equipment—padded gloves, punching bags, and agility cones—all waiting to be used in the pack’s quest for improvement. The only other features in the