That wasn't all Number One could do to me..."Don't be so quick to forget. He wants you in more dangerous ways; I couldn't let that happen to you," Set says, and he was right.No one but Set knew about what happened to me four years after I joined the unit. Number One was older than us all, but I had always noticed the way he watched me. I had been an early bloomer, and I thought of 'One' as a complete creep.But then One day I had returned to my room to change my clothes. Number One had followed me; I hadn't thought anyone could be foolish enough to do such a thing. I still remembered his rough hands on my bare body, he had 'attempted' rape but luckily for me Set had noticed my absence and came to check on me.Number One had no fear in his eyes when he was caught, but Set... even little Set looked like he was ready to murder the fool for even touching me. Since then, Number One has stayed away, I felt like the fight between Set and One didn't end there, that must have been the reaso
I watched the stars; they seemed strangely more beautiful today. Set laid beside me."I appologize""What exactly do you have a lot to apologize for?""List them""For coming late.""Sorry for that.""For telling me I meant nothing to you,""Sorry again""For making me feel so damn good," I said, and he only chuckled, drawing me closer into his arms. I kissed him, and he kissed me back with equal hunger. "Keep those hands to yourself; I am very much spent.""Are you sure?" he asked, his hands rubbing on my supposedly swollen clit, and of course the traitorous body part came back to life. Set could easily read me; he knew what I felt. "But I would never force you," he said, withdrawing his hand and leaving me wanting more."Sometimes I wish I had fangs, so I would sink them into you.""My fangs aren't the only thing I want sinking into you... also my di-.""Pervert" I say cutting him off."But you love me, don't you?""Maybe," I said, rising, but his hands around me brought me down."N
(Diego's POV)I saw this coming, yet it came as a surprise.My little mysterious mate loved another; I could tell what she was off doing, but I had become pathetic enough to push it away. Even if deep down the jealousy ate me out, could it be because I wasn't good enough?So many questions on my mind, but then maybe this wasn't about me, even from the start; it had always been about her. Never once did she tell me the truth about who she was. I could have questioned her, but I couldn't risk scaring her away, and so I kept up with all her bullshit. I loved her despite her unfaithfulness, yet she rejected me.The rejection still hurt.All my life, I have wondered what it would be like to finally have a mate. I thought I would finally be complete; I had found my other half, but now I wish she never came; maybe then I wouldn't have had a taste of what it felt like to have one -only to have her taken away from me-- this was much worst.I couldn't understand what I felt for her now, but it
(Lena)I woke up on the white-titled floor.I tried rising to my feet, but the throbbing headache prevented me from doing that.I wasn't alone.Aradia leaned against the wall, still in the same black cloak I had seen her in the last time she was here. What was happening? Was I dreaming?"No, you are not.""Did you just read my mind?""Not exactly," she said, walking towards me. "Your face said it all.""Why are you here? How did you get in, and why am I on the floor?""You don't remember what happened?" she asked.I tried remembering, what did happen and little by little, the pieces came together, I had remember the pain I felt.There had been so much blood on the tiled floor after I had lost my balance and slammed my head against the wash basin- it was still broken, but the pieces that had been on the floor was no longer there; could I have imagined it? But then, how could I explain the head ache I felt?.I noticed I was also in a new set of clothes."I cleaned up," Aradia said."Why
(Natasha's POV)I never truly understood how much Diego's presence meant to me. Since he left through those doors, he never came back. A whole day had passed, and I had one more day to go- one more day to meet Set. I had hurt Diego in the worst way; he didn't deserve it, but again, he was one of those who had been at the wrong place at the wrong time... with the wrong person. I was no good for him, and it was only fair that I let him go. Yet I couldn't explain why I waited in anticipation to see him again.There was a knock on the door and my heart seemed to stop beating for a moment. I rushed to the door only to discover it was an Omega who had stopped in the wrong room. The poor little Omega seemed scared by the disappointment on my face; I couldn't even hide it.So I had decided to go to dinner, just so I could meet him..Walking into the dining room, I noticed how scanty it was—some thing was definitely up, something that kept them all busy. I spotted the Gamma Nate, though; he
I had wanted to return to Lena; she hadn't been doing well lately, and I might have to involve a pack doctor. Her health was a major concern of mine, but Diego was my beta; it wouldn't hurt to check up on him real quick."I think I should check up on him.""He is in the bar; that's where he spends his nights," Nate said, and a surge of pity filled me. We might not be as close as we once were, but that didn't make me see him any less than family.I walked into the bar alone. Diego was seated there with Isis by his side; she looked... different, more vibrant than ever, even if her pink hair was gone. I had walked in on them making out. I couldn't help but worry; that was very unlike Diego. Was he doing this to get his mind off things, or was this the reason for the rejection? I doubted it; Diego had waited so long for a mate, he loved her, and he was very capable of controlling himself. I turned to my main focus."Diego, I want to speak to you in private." "I am busy, Alpha," he said,
"She is not dead," the woman said. "I got that part already." "I had been sent by her mother; it was time they met." "Where is her mother?" I asked "Somewhere you cannot be; her mother had been killed ten years ago." I always knew there was something strange about this woman, and now I knew why. "Though her mother is yet to go to rest, you see, Hecuba has lost something very dear to her. I would like to tell you a story. I plead that you only give a listening ear," she said. "Please," she added. I knew it took everything in her to have uttered the word; she seemed to see herself above everyone. I took a seat just beside Lena, and I placed her hands in mine, holding on. "Hecuba, Lena's mother was no ordinary woman, but before then she had been an average wolf. Odis was a deity; he had always been greedy for power, and due to his mild ambitions he could no longer remain with his fellows; he came down to rule over the werewolves. But he had been distracted. When he saw Hecuba for
(Lena's POV)The woman turned to me, and I held back a gasp of admiration. She was beautiful—so beautiful that it was otherworldly.Her hair was a unique red; her hair seemed to float elegantly in the air; her eyes were the color of the sun; her skin was pale; she was nothing like me, yet staring at her, I knew who she was even before she said the words."Daughter?" she called out. I rushed into her arms, and she held me close. "I've missed you so much. Forgive me, daughter. Forgive me for never coming back, but I would have done that; I would have returned back to you just as I promised, but I failed," she said, and my heart clenched. I felt guilt for blaming her. After all Aradia had said, I couldn't help but feel sympathy for the mother I never knew. We couldn't get back the time we had lost, but at least I knew she tried; I knew she hadn't abandoned me."It's alright, I forgive you.""I do not deserve your forgiveness; you deserved a life with your mother. Do not think for once th
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