(Damien's POV)Lena rarely spoke to me. I never thought I was the one to be bothered about her silence , but she was changing me, and I missed her voice over the silence I once thought I preffered.It was indeed strange; Lena seemed so sure of herself back then that a part of me wanted to believe her, even if there was no evidence. Still, I wanted to know why she insisted on this so much.So today, when I was done with the bunch of paper work, I headed down to the dungeons.Never have I given this type of chance to a traitor, and not when it had to do with my own Luna. An attack on the Luna is an attack on the whole pack, and still here I was, down in the dunegons, because I knew that Lena still cared about this little traitor.The guards opened the door to her cell, and I walked in. Aurora backed away the moment she saw me, pure fear in her eyes. What exactly did she think I would do to her?"I am not here to hurt you. Not yet, but I need you to answer my question, and if I like you
(Nate's POV)I should have known that I would not get her forgiveness so easily; not after all I had put her through, I still dared hope, and then I returned that night to find out she was gone; there was no note, nothing. I wouldn't have let her go; I would have searched for her, even if I had to burn years just that I could find her. If only she knew what I felt for her. Maybe I had lost whatever chance I had with her; maybe those years of torment I had put her through had changed her, but still, I knew my Aurora; I didn't believe she could do such a thing, especially to the only person who had never looked down on her. Lena. I had taken her to the dungeons, and it took every strength I had to do that. To know what she would go through soon, down there. Kidnapping the Luna of a pack like that was one hell of a crime. The news had somehow spread throughout the pack. I pretended not to hear the hushed whispers anytime I passed by the pack members; it was about Aurora, and I knew it
(Lena's POV) I had informed Damien that I would be training with Diego. I needed all the strength I could acquire, as I was done settling for the weak wolf everyone saw me as. Diego escorted me to the training room. This space was meant for the Alpha Damien, but I didn't really like the idea of training amongst other pack members. I was only being reasonable; it would be embarrassing to see your Luna getting her arse kicked by some regular wolf.~Diego held the punching bag as I threw punches at that hard object; it felt more like wood than anything- What the hell did they stock-up in that thing?. With each punch I threw, my knuckles protested, but I had to do this, so I kept on going. I had refused to speak with Damien. I couldn't believe it—the fact that he didn't believe me. Even if Diego did, then what bond do we share if there is no trust?He trusted her over me, his own mate, and it hurt. Couldn't he see the bitch/witch she could be?, couldn't he see that she was very capable
(Lena's POV)The room is completely silent; the only noise one would hear was the sound of my not-very-silent intake of breath.Damien was not beside me, and something inside of me was grateful for that.I didn't realize I was crying till I felt the moisture against my cheeks. A part of me knew why. No matter how I tried to hide it or pretend that it was only a dream. I felt like I had just cheated on Damien.For so long, he hadn't been in my dreams, and I thought they had all been long forgotten. Oh, how wrong I was to think that.I hated the fact that I was wet. Yes, it was only a dream, but it felt more than that; it felt very real, and the fact that I was wet clearly indicated that.The bathroom door was pulled open, and Damien walked into the room all wet. A small smirk was on his face, but one look at me changed that, and his smirk turned into a slight frown."What is wrong?" he asked. I was sure that he wouldn't be able to skip this; I must look very pale right now.Still, my e
(Lena's POV)Damien kept to his promise.Even as I trained with Diego, all I could feel was him."You seem different today," Diego commented with a knowing smile."I feel different too.""Finally made up with the Alpha?" he asked casually, not wanting to seem nosy, but still I blushed, and he spoke no more of that.Halfway through the training, someone walks in. Interrupting our training again.I turned to the door. I was sure not going to let things pass if it was Isis; maybe she was lonely and needed company, as it makes no sense that she keeps bugging.But it isn't Isis. It is Damien and his scent alone tells me that.I didn't miss Diego taking a step back, his hands falling away from mine. He had only been slightly touching me, though.Damien walked towards us."How have the training sessions been going?" he asks Diego, and Diego gives a small bow before answering."She is a quick learner, Alpha." I do not think I am a quick learner, but of course, Diego would never give a bad rep
(Lena's POV)Those same red eyes stared at me. I would never be able to miss it. His skin was pale as snow, and his lips were a bloody red color. He looked just as he did in the latest dream I had.Was it a dream?Those marks he gave me were real, so how do I know that the time he touched me was not?My breath hitched, and I felt my heart slamming faster. I gripped at my chest. Was I having a panic attack just by staring at him?Yes.Yes, I was having a panic attack because this man... this man did things to me without my permission; this man could walk right into our room unseen. I had every right to be afraid. He sat there, his face neutral, but he stared at me. I contemplated turning back and walking out of this room; maybe by the time I came in next, he would be gone. Could this all be in my head?, could this be some sick twisted dream?It was impossible, right? to see a person who had only been in your dreams but in real life."My betrothed, how long I waited to finally be with y
TWISTED DESIRES; HIS DARKEST OBSESSION – PART TWOChapter Sixty Eight(Aurora’s POV)My stomach grumbled, but that was the very least of my worries; every part of my body was in pain, but I was still in a better state than the other women of my age here, the women who had now been turned into whores by the guards. I hated them.Would they have done that to me if Alpha Damien hadn’t given me that rule?I couldn’t guess the answer to that; they had all been scared of Nate, and none of them had touched me—at least not in that type of way—but I see the little things; they do not go away when I want to change; they watch me; some just love the forbidden fruit, as that seemed to be the sweetest to them. There is pure darkness in here, and so I change. Even if I know they are watching me, their werewolf senses help them see in the dark, but mine don’t... I couldn’t feel my wolf.My wolf is weak and starved. The idea that she might never run in the woods and feel the fresh air against her fur
(Nate’s POV)“Please” Aurora begs. “Don’t do anything to the guard; he was only doing his job.”“I cannot believe you, Aurora; why do you care what I do to the guard?” I asked, trying my very best not to sound angry. I wasn’t angry at her; she had gone through a lot, and she didn’t need any of this. Still, I couldn’t help but feel mad at the fact that she wanted the guard who hit her to go scot free.“I don’t care about him.”“Then why?”“I care about you. You think I don’t know the kind of risk you are putting yourself in, coming here; if this is the price I have to pay to see you again, then I gladly would,” she says, and it makes sense, but I do not like the fact that she was worrying about me; she should think only about her safety.“I am sorry, Aurora; I would not let him go. Eat now,” I said as I stood to my feet, but her hands were on me. I noticed for the first time how she held her other hand to her chest; I knew it was broken, and I knew he did it.“Please, Nate,” she begs,
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