MAYA.The dimly lit room echoes with the tension in my voice as I demand answers."Tell me what you are!"Alaric's smirk dances with shadows. "What do you think I am?" he asks."I don't have time for your games!" I snap. Frustration claws at my patience, making my words sharp. “You have been speaking in hurdles ever since I woke up and I am done with it. Tell me what you are or I walk.”"Games, dear Maya, are all we have time for," he replies cryptically, his gaze never leaving mine. “And you can try to leave of course, I have never stopped you from doing what you want.”I stare at him for a while longer, trying to force him to give in but he doesn't.Instead, he looks amused. Like this is fun for him.Tanya was right.There is something wrong with him.Without another word, I turn away from him and head back to the room we were staying, my legs already starting to shake.Just what sort of poison was in those trees? "We're leaving," I announce, as soon as I walk in, the anger from th
DISCLAIMER: SEXUAL SCENE UP AHEADNATALIEOh dear.“I uh, I think I should leave,” I says as I move get to my feet, but I am stopped by his firm grip on my waist.“Why?” he asks, his voice low. “We are finally alone.”His face edges closer to me as he does so and I am not really sure on how to react now.My skin feels so right and bot and… I don't know.“Damien,” I whisper. “It has been a long day.*“I know. We should retire.”“Yes!” I exclaim in relief. “Let's do that.”He smiles at me and gets to his feet, lifting me with him bridal style.“Your room or mine?”Oh no. That… this is not what I meant.“Hmm,” he gums at my silence. “My room it is then.”Without another word he walks out of the study and heads to his room, which is coincidentally right ght next to mine.How come I have never entered it?The place is all dark wood and manly colors.It is practically the same size as mine with similar amenities. The floor us covered in hard wood, with a center black carpet covering it. Th
NATALIE.The light is emanating… from her.All silvery and soothing.Like the moon.Every time she moved closer, the darkness vanished until she was standing right in front of me, and the whole place was bathed in her light.“Who are you?” I ask in awe.“You know who I am, Lyra.”“My name is…” I falter, unsure of what to call myself.Lyra was the name my parents gave me, but I have only known it coming from Willow's lips.“Natalie, yes. I know. I would call you that if you prefer,” she fills in.“Thank you,” I say quietly. A few moments later, “You are the Moon Goddess,” I state.“Yes, I am.”“Why are you here? Why am I here? What do you want?”“You, my child. I have yearned for you for so long, and I am just now able to reach you,” she answers as she reaches forward to stroke my face.I step back, confused and a little creeped out by her words, and watch as her hands fall.“Maybe I should start from the beginning,” she says.“That would be… preferred.”She looks down at the reflectiv
NATALIE.I wake up with a loud gasp. Like u had just come out of water and panting hard.I can still feel her warmth and the effect of her brightness.The room looks dull compared to before, an aftereffect of her light, I suppose.“Natalie?” Damien murmurs, sleepily.I look over at him to see him stretching his hands on the bed, searching for me. “Natalie?” he calls before snapping his eyes open. “Natalie!”“I am here,” I say in reassurance as I reach for him. “I am right here.”He calms down noticeably before freezing, eyes wide in shock staring at me.“What?” I ask. “Is there something on my face?” I ask as I rub my hands to wipe off any drool.“No,” he whispers. “No. Natalie, your hair?”“My hair? What about it?’“It's silver.”What?!“What?!” I exclaim as I reach for my hair, pulling the strands to my face.Sure enough, my glossy, beautiful, black hair has done stark white.Or silver, as Damien noticed.I rush off the bed and to the dresser to stare at my reflection. Sure enough
MAYA.“Maya! Maya! Damn it Maya, wake up!”I slowly open my eyes to see for the second time, Tanya above me trying to shake me awake.“Stop it,” I grunt. “I am awake.”“Oh, thank the goddess!”I slowly pull myself up to a sitting position while taking a glance around.We are in the bedroom where we had woken up for the first time.“Damn it,” I mutter. “Yeah,” Tanya remarks. “That is pretty much the same sentiment I had when I woke up.”“What happened?” I ask as I reach up to massage my head.Goddess it hurts.“Beats me. The last thing I remember is you reaching for the door. Do you know what happened next?” she wonders.“We were thrown back,” I say, voice suddenly clear and strong.The memory replays itself in my mind, causing me even more confusion.“I had just touched the door knob when I was hit and flung backwards,” I recount.“Did you see who it was? It was that damn Alaric, right?”“No, I don't think so. “You don't?”“I didn't see him, or hear him. It was invisible, like an in
DAMIEN.“Have I ever told you how much I hate conferences? Especially when we are the ones hosting?” Lucas asks from my side.We are standing at the base of the steps of the mansion, waiting and watching the Alphas arrive in their cars. Natalie stands by my right side in an exquisite knee-length cocktail gown that captivates the eye of anyone who sees her.The midnight blue fabric is adorned with silver crescent moon embellishments, draping gracefully around her form. Her silver hair, styled in loose waves, complements the ensemble. Silver earrings and a delicate bracelet complete the look, making her a vision and making it hard for me to take my eyes off her.I am dressed in a tailored, darker shade of blue suit adorned with a crescent moon on the chest pocket, mirroring the intricate details of her midnight blue gown. The crisp white shirt beneath and a tie with silver accents complete my look, creating a coordinated and refined look that works well with hers.Even I have to admit,
NATALIE.“That was exhausting,” I gasp as I take a seat at the back of the mansion.A total of thirty eight Alphas, their lunas, and at least a contingent of twelve wolves arrived and had to be sorted in rooms while also making sure that enemies were not on the same floor.I totally get why the rooms are necessary now.And I also need to inform Damien that we won't be having any more conferences for as long as I live.“Ah, my back hurts,” I whine as I stretch and try to get the kinks out.A bottle of orange juice is thrust into my face, startling me.“Oh, my goddess,” I start as I lean back, away from it.I look up and see Pan holding the bottle, with that same besotted smile on his face.“I am sorry,” he says as he drops his hand. “I saw how exhausted you were and I thought a drink would be nice. I didn't mean to scare you.”“It's fine,” I tell him as I reposition myself. “I just didn't hear anyone coming close.”“Hmm.”He stands there saying nothing as he looks down at his feet. He
NATALIE.I continue to stare at the man, trying to place where I had heard him before.I haven't met many people since I escaped from Willow. Maybe a few humans in my passing but no other wolves except from those in the pack.So where is he from?“I guess I must have had too much to drink to be staggering around,” he says as he right himself. “Hello, I am Kane, Alpha of Wrent pack, it is a pleasure to meet you, Natalie.”“How did you know that?” I ask.“Know what?” he responds.“That my name is Natalie? I didn't tell you that.”“Um, everyone knows your name. You are the Luna aren't you?”“Yes but-”“Natalie!”I turn to see Damien hurrying towards me looking worried.“I have been looking everywhere for you, where were you?”“I was with, um…” I trail off as I look back at Kane.Damien gets the message as he faces him.“Alpha Wrent, this isn't where your rooms are,” he tells him.“Yes, I know. I was a little tipsy and must have taken a wrong turn. Just point me in the right direction an