(Damien's POV)I wasn't being exactly truthful.I didn't think I could let Lena go, even after what I did. I simply couldn't live without her; the last two years without her almost drove me crazy, and now that I know she also had my child... I just couldn't let her bare the burden alone. Also having the knowledge that there were people out there who wanted her, was just more reason I couldn't let her go.There was more to my mate, and she was not at all as powerless or worthless as her parents had thought she was. I guess if they knew the kind of power she held in those slender fingers, they would never let her go; she would have been a big asset to them, and she would have been used and exploited.No one should know about her abilities. I didn't know what it was, but I knew that there was much more to it than even I knew. She was simply spectacular, but she would never stop being my Lena. I didn't care what exactly she was; I would never stop loving her in any shape or form.I didn't
(Lena's POV)I stared at the Omega; nothing about this man seemed suspicious. The fear was clear in his eyes; I didn't even think this man had the guts to pull a trick of that magnitude, and I couldn't help but feel sympathetic towards him.Still, he was our only lead, and I couldn't let any detail slip."The Alpha's drink had been poisoned yesterday while dining; we have every reason to believe that the glass of wine you brought to the Alpha was poisoned. What do you have to say about that?" I asked him, and he shook under my intense gaze."Believe me, Luna, I know nothing about such attempts. I had been sent by the head chef to deliver the glass of wine to the Alpha. If it was poisoned, I did not know. It had been the very same bottle other members were served with," he said. I stared into his eyes, and for some reason, I knew he was telling the truth."Did you, by any mistake, take any stops?""No Luna""Are you sure?""Yes, but I bumped into someone... I don't think she has anythi
(Lena POV) "Please, you may all eat," Damien said to everyone, and they dug in. "Now would you explain where my own plate is for food?" I asked, already suspecting his response, but it still came as a shock to me. "There would be no need for that, Lena; I'll be feeding you," he says. "I am very capable of eating by myself." "I know that." "Yet?" "Yet, I think it is sexy to see you eat from me." "When you say it, it sounds very different from just 'eating," I muttered, grateful for the conversation that had already begun on the dining table, even if I was sure some twisted people were still listening in—and yes, they were all twisted attendees. "What does it sound like?" he asked, and a small smirk formed on my lips. Two could play the game. "Something from my own sexual fantasies," I said, and that gave him a pause. The smirk on my lips grew wider. "And if I may know, what do your sexual fantasies entail?" "Me eating from you, of course, but in these fantasies, I am on my
(Lena's POV) "You are nude, on your knees, with my hands in your hair. I would really love to hear the rest of your sexual fantasy," Damien says. "Then... I do this," I whispered, cupping him in my hands, and then I let my lips tease his tip. I tasted him again and again. I could see what it did to him; I could see what my touch could do to Damien. "Then you take the lead." "And what do I do?" he asked, a strain in his voice. "You fucked my mouth," I whispered, and with that, he didn't hold back. I felt him, his hips moving in jerky motions as he thrust into my mouth, deep but not deep enough to make me gag. I let my mouth wrap around his huge length; it would be impossible to take him all in. He let out a deep guttural sound. His pace quickened, and I knew he was very close to his release, and then he pulled out of me. The salty taste of his pre-cum remained in my mouth. I knew it took every self-control in him to end this now, and I was curious to what he wanted to do next. H
(Natasha's POV)Alpha Damien had been watching me back in the dining room. I was sure of it. I did my best to shield how panicked I felt, but it was strange. I had used the poision in every right way, yet the way he stared at me, he suspected something. But he shouldn't know, right? I was the last person to suspect. Yet from the way he stared at me, I knew something was very wrong.Even Diego noticed it. I didn't have much time; whatever had to be done had to be done very fast.I laid in bed at night, Diego was gone again, and he didn't know that my body only needed four hours of sleep to function; anything more than that was just me being lazy, so I always noticed the time he stood from the bed and walked out of the room each night, thinking I was still asleep.What if he had another woman he was going to?The question popped up in my mind, but the truth was that... I didn't care; I would have cared if it was Set with another woman, but with him, I had trained my heart in such a way
(Natasha's POV)Lost in thoughts, I realized the figure a little too late.A female structure stood a distance away. I contemplated turning back and maybe following another route, but that didn't seem wise. It could be more suspicious that I was found creeping around, but that still didn't mean there was any proof that I was actually doing 'anything' wrong.Then I noticed the scent.That wasn't the Luna's scent, but it did smell a bit familiar. I got closer, and then I realized who it was.The first time I had seen her was when I was trying to sneak into Diego's room. I had paused to listen to the conversation she was having with the omega. I remembered how sensitive she had been; she did suspect someone was listening in, even if I had been quiet.I wondered why she stood there; she seemed to be waiting for me, but I was going to pretend like I didn't know that; after all, we had never really chatted before, and so I 'attempted' walking past her—that was the word, 'attempt'—she stopp
(Natasha's POV)I sprinted away as fast as I could, heading for the door. I lifted the pull, praying that as I suspected, the pull was meant to re-open the secret door, and it did. I walked out, and the door shut on its own.I inhaled deeply..My heart pounded. What was Diego doing with those men? And if these meetings were held with good intentions, would he have to sneak out every night to hold them? worse, in such a secret location. I doubted Alpha Damien and his Luna knew about it, and I doubt many people knew about this secret room.I returned back to our room. It seemed like a foolish thing to do. What if Diego was never who I thought he was?But this had nothing to do with me or my mission; I should have never let curiosity get the best of me.I waited thirty more minutes, contemplating, Maybe I should just escape. What would he do to me when he returns? I wouldn't let him hurt me, and if I did reveal myself, then my mission was over. If I leave him behind and escape, then my
(Lena's POV)My screams were muffled by the pillow. I woke up all sweaty, but Damien's hands were around me, holding me closer.It was just a dream, I reminded myself, and then the wave of embarrassment kicked in."I'm sorry." I apologized to Damien for the tenth time. The nightmares had gotten worse; the same black wolves—three of them—and then my ex-father, telling me how worthless and weak I was. It felt more than a dream because I did know Antony wanted me dead; I had seen it in his eyes. Behind the pain from the loss of his mate was a furry like no other, a fire ignited in his eyes, a purpose and a promise. He wanted me dead, and he didn't care what he would have to sacrifice to make that a reality.Still, I felt bad for Damien. Every single night the nightmare came, I screamed myself awake, and he was always there, rocking me, promising me that it had only been a dream and nothing more. I wondered what he thought of me now.."Sometimes, I want to stay up all night; I admit it,
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