(Lena's POV)I stare around his room. Strangely, I did feel comfortable here—maybe too comfortable.Still, I couldn't help but remember all the things I did with Damien—those wicked things. I wonder who else he brought in here—but again, I shouldn't be thinking about that.I didn't know what had gotten into me; it did seem like I always lost the ability to reason anytime I was with him. The fact that I had gone on with his plan of remaining here for six months was insane, but then he was right; I didn't have the financial capacity if I were to leave right now, and Nicholas—well, I don't think I can go back to him, my job was too risky and Kaden wouldn't be safe.But, I couldn't deny there was something more to it all—some more reasons to why I had agreed on this.I realized I cared—not just for him but for the pack, even after 'everything', I still cared.A knock on the door drew my attention. I hesitated, I was not hoping to meet anyone, maybe I could remain here silent and whoever w
(Natasha's POV)A week passed by in a blur.I never realized it would be this hard. I was finally leaving, and no one could tell how long I would be away; it totally depended on how long the 'Ghost' wanted me there and how long I took to fufill my mission. Being far away from home meant that I would not always be able to see Sebastain, and I felt an ache in my chest at that.Home. That's what this layer had become for me and for my fellow members. Home.Even if Set visited or I sneaked out to meet him, I wouldn't be able to spend as much time with him as I wished to. I would have to be extra careful. All this hadn't occurred to me when I was coming up with the plan for 'The Ghost'. A part of me regretted coming up with this. I had tied myself to a man—my mate—but the same man who had partaken in bringing down my pack.I stood before Sebastain's room, hesitating, and even before I knocked, the door was pushed open, and there stood Sebastain. He was beautiful, and I couldn't deny it, he
(Natasha's POV)Set claimed my lips, and I let him. I could not deny how much I loved his touch. What exactly were we? Friends? He was the only one I could trust; we grew up together, and maybe I didn't want to make anything official, not only because I was scared of the 'others' finding out, but because I had promised myself to avoid any kind of relationship with him that jeopardized what we had.I was going to miss him. Alot.I spread my legs wider, letting him take over. By now we were both naked, my body grinding hungrily, eagerly even against his. He slipped on a condom. At least one of us was careful."Are you ready?" he asked me, like he always did. Even if we had done this too many times to even count, still he always asked this question, just to be sure I wanted it- if he knew how much I wanted this.I nodded, and in one hard thrust, he was in me. I was panting, and so was he. He thrust his hips upward, slow first and then increasingly fast. My fingers sank into his skin,
(Lena's POV)I was in shock, even after Isis was gone.Of course, the fact that she spoke to me meant nothing; I didn't trust her, and I did not consider her a friend, but it was strange that Damien hadn't wanted her as Luna. Even after two years, he didn't see her fit for the position. I shouldn't be happy about that, but the truth was that I was. I was happy. All my time in this pack, I had worried over nothing, believing that I wasn't fit for the Luna position and that Isis was the right person—that's what I had believed—and so, every day, I pushed myself to be better—better than Isis.When Damien had said he wanted Isis as the Luna back when I had been placed in that cold, wretched cell, I did believe him because I never believed in myself; I never thought I was good enough.Why did Damien want me here? Was it because I was with his child?, his heir?. But again, he had said he had searched out for me for two years; it was just a matter of time before he would have found me.I shou
(Lena's POV)At the dinning room, there was complete silence the moment we walked in.Two faces I didn't anitcipate to see was Aurora and Nate. Aurora had changed, she was beautiful, her red hair was longer now and the smile on her face looked prominent and very natural, she was smilling at me right now, but I only gave her a small wave, I didn't know how to react to all this, Nate on the other hand, gave me a nod of acknowledgement.I missed this place.I had always wondered why I felt so empty, maybe finally I understood why, all this was missing, this pack was a part of me. But there weren't all welcoming stares, I caught some hostile looks, yet they all gave small bows -except one, I recongised the soldier, I choose to ignore that, it wasn't like I didn't expect this and we all sat down.I noticed Diego was absent.Damien held me closer, his hold was possessive but equally warm.We all dug in, I notice they were all silent, two years ago, it wasn't this way, they were ususally li
(Lena's POV)"Then kiss me," I whispered.His lips were on mine, and I felt mine move too. It was beautiful, and I felt the hot sensation building inside of me. I could feel him, not just on my lips, but I could feel him hard down there, and the thought that I had caused that was very satisfying.He only stopped kissing me when I was out of breath; I grinded against him."Lena, don't do that," he warned, but still I moved, my body and his meeting; the only limitation was the clothes."Why shouldn't I?" I asked, the humor clear in my eyes."Because you have no idea how hard I am fighting for control right now.""Then don't. Let go"He smirked. He lifted my dress higher against my thighs, and his hands were all over me, my breath coming out in pants after being deprived for two years. I didn't want to think about the women he had been with before now; all I knew was that little by little I was beginning to trust him, and more than that, I trusted the love he had for me, which I knew was
(Natasha's POV)Diego quickly unlocked my cell. He had a strange look on his face, like he couldn't believe his own eyes. For some reason, the muscles in my stomach tightened, and I was nervous. Before Diego walked in, I had things all planned out, but with him here, I didn't see how I could pretend about all this for how long?... weeks? ... months? ... YEARS!It suddenly felt too much.But again, I wouldn't stay here that long; the moment I had accomplished what the ghost wanted, I would be out for good, but what if the ghost wanted me here longer? How would I be able to live past the torture?I had to wait for the ghost orders, and I hated waiting. I hated the fact that I was in this pack, so close to my dreams of cold-revenge and still yet I had to wait."Natasha?" he called out, still lost, like he couldn't believe what he saw. "You came back?"He asked, I should say something, right? Standing there wasn't going to help. I was to say something, but then what do I say?"I didn't wa
(Lena's POV)I cradled Kaden in my hands.Just as Damien had said, the omegas showed up the next day with clothes—all Kaden's sizes—more than he would ever need.Kaden was happy; I could feel it, and I felt like I had deprived him of all this for far too long. I had waited patiently for him to go back to sleep before slipping away to Damien's office.There were two people present in Damien's office, a man and a woman; they seemed to be members of the pack, but I was sure I had never seen them before—maybe new members then.The moment I walked in, Damien's eyes snapped to mine."Leave us," he said, and they were both dismissed. "I could have waited, you know?""You don't really think I would ever make you wait, did you?"I smiled, and my cheeks reddened at that."So who do I have to meet?""Your mother"The smile was off my face that instant, and I rose to my feet."I do not want to see her." I said. I couldn't even imagine that I could count the amount of time I thought of my own pa
THREE YEARS LATER (Lena's POV) Kaden was color blind; I had always suspected this, but now that he was older it had been easier to tell. Damien blamed himself for it, but this wasn't even under 'his' control, neither was it his fault. . I had gotten better; I didn't need to be scared when I held my child on when I came into contact with others; Damien was all the control I needed, and together we've managed to start up a life once again. I had agreed to never use my powers again, but the less I use them, the more they seemed but be buried deep down, beyond my reach. I could live a normal life—or at least something close to that. Aurora walked into our room with two year old Leslie in her arms. We had become very close friends after the incident three years ago. With Diego gone, Nate took his title as the Beta, and for the past three years, there has been no one to fill in the gap until now. Diego's sister Alice had turned out to be one of the most brutal warriors, outmatch
(Natasha POV) We never really had a place to call home. The closest thing to home was the little cabin in the woods. I remembered Set bringing me in here. I had been so surprised at the beauty of the place. I had imagined things—I had imagined children running around in this space. I was going to plant new flowers every week, just at the side. It would have been a beautiful home. I had so many regrets; what would have changed if I stayed behind? Yet, I knew that Diego would have been killed if I did. Set wouldn't have wanted that. One thing was sure: The Ghost, who was also the Vampire Prince, wouldn't let us go that easily. I had killed the Ghost, the man who put me through so much pain. I had made 'Number One' pay for assaulting me and for taking my one true love away, yet it meant nothing now because even those couldn't bring Set back. I and Set had gone on dangerous missions, and I grew to believe that nothing could overcome us. Set was a pro at what he did. I had believed he
(Lena's POV) Damien tore through the crowd of vampires, and finally I could see him-- that was enough to give me hope, prehaps this wasn't my end yet. "Damien!" I cried out "Lena, hang on" he says as he yanked one of the vampires off me."Take off the necklace" he commanded."No!" Hecuba screamed.Damien ripped off the ruby necklace from my neck. I gasped. It all happened fast. Hecuba screamed, louder than a banshee; it was an ear-bleeding noise; the glass shattered. Damien held me close shielding me from the glass shards; The screeching sound must be one of the vampires' bane, a weakness we had just discovered because they clawed at their own ears, running in all directions of the room to find an escape. After what felt like hours- but were actually minutes, the noise stopped, and Hecuba's body, just like those of her victims, dried up, fading away till she was nothing but bones. I stared at the ruby necklace on the floor; it had turned back to the emerald green it originally ha
(Lena's POV)"Take a seat with me, will you?" Konstantin says."I think we have a lot to talk about," I said, and he nodded. Walking, I followed, but Hecuba held me back."We have no time for this. I have no time for this," she says, but I pulled my hands free of her grabs. I followed, and after a while she did too. I didn't know what I was planning to do, even as I sat."Do you want anything to drink?" The vampire prince asked, his eyes fixed on me, as if we were the only ones in the room."No, thank you."He took the seat opposite me, not minding that there was none for Hecuba. I turned to her, but she shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't mind standing."So here you are. Two years ago, you disappeared, I want to know if everything was a lie" I inquired not because I really cared but more out of curiosity."Not everything—this was my home even before I met you and have been for a long time, but you see, as much as I wanted to be close to you and as much as I loved th
"You lied to me all these years; you made me believe The Blood Moon Pack destroyed my family and my pack, but you lied, the vampire did." "They died ten years ago; get over yourself, child," he hissed at me. It sounded more like a sound a snake would make. "Go to hell!" I screamed back at him. "I have already been there" he says.Number One chuckled. "I go by many names." The Ghost began, "Some call me The Ghost; others call me the Prince of Doom, the Ruler of the Undead," he says as he lets his cloak fall to the ground. "But I am popularly known as the Vampire Prince.Just like all the others of my children I picked you all at the worst moment in your lives. In your case, it had been after the death of your family. You are right-- the vampires attacked them, yet I couldn't let you know that because I knew you would be of so much help to me. But you have to know one thing. The vampires do nothing except what I command them to." The Ghost finally took off his mask. Now I did unde
(Natasha's POV) I felt selfish after I discovered the truth about Diego. All the while, he had been suffering in silence, and I was too blind to see it. I never knew about his sister; I didn't even see the need to ask. My whole focus had been centered on destroying the pack—these were people who had done nothing to me. . I had to return back to the cabin, just as I had promised Set. I wanted to see him again, fall into his arms, and let him take control just as he always does. I wanted to hear those sweet words from him. I needed to be reminded of how special I was because, at this moment, I didn't feel very unique. I felt awful for how I treated Diego. I arrived in the cabin; the lights were on, and a small smile stretched on my lips as I walked in. "Set, I'm back," I said, but there was no response. "Set?" I called out as I walked into the living room. I saw the shattered glass on the floor; the couch had been ripped; the portrait was on the floor; and so were the curtains.
(Damien's POV) The decision I had to make weighed on my shoulders. Even as I walked into the dungeons where Diego had been kept waiting. I walked in alone. Diego didn't stare up at me; his gaze never left his hands. "You believed I had fucked your mate; could this be why you turned against me?" I asked. "I never believed you could do such a thing," he says. I stared at the injuries I had inflicted on him; his ear had been completely torn off; he needed a healer; but he was a traitor and couldn't be treated any better than that. "It hadn't been the way you think. Your mate had poisoned me; I had thought I was with Lena; believe me, I could never do that, she tricked me." "I do believe you. I knew you couldn't go that length, but I had been so mad. Yet, that was not the reason. Years ago, I had a sister; her name is Alice. She had been stolen away from us five years before I was born. The incident faded so quickly, and my parents discarded everything that belonged to her. They
"For so many years, you made me suffer; you made me believe I was the cause of your childlessness, you sold me away for your selfish benefits and when you discovered that your ill action still favoured me, you framed me for something I did not do, you made me see the worst in life, but that hadn't been enough for you; you still believed that I was the reason your mate was killed, and now you have returned to have me," I said. "What are you doing to me?" he asks. "Once a woman came to you, she brought a baby, and she told you that this child was special. Look at the woman beside me," I said to him, and he does. "She might be in the body of another, but this is my true mother, and she is going to make you pay for what you did to her child," I say, stepping aside. Hecuba walked forward; she was nothing like Aradia; even if she had claimed the woman's body, there was something about the way she walked; she walked like she owned the world; her aura could be felt even from miles away. H
The woman, Aradia, sat, waiting; she already knew what was coming. The gunshots could be heard outside and blood flowed into the room, spreading in from underneath the door. She reached out to her powers and then stretched her hands over Lena's body, muttering strange words, and there was a faint glow as energy erupted from her outstretched hands, forming a shield over Lena's body. This shield was one of the hardest to make; it did cost her, and she felt suddenly weak. The longer it stayed on, the weaker she became, yet she couldn't let go. The door busted open, and soldiers moved in. About fifteen of them left. The Blood Moon Soldiers had managed to take out a good number and had inflicted some brutal injuries on others. The attacks had come in large numbers; no wonder they had been able to overpower the five Blood Moon soldiers who had been kept there to protect the Luna. "Wake up, Lena," Aradia whispered to the woman on the bed, but there was no sign of movement. The soldiers