(Damien's POV)I pulled open the door to 'my room', relieved to find it unlocked. "Stay here," I say to Tony, and I can almost see the smoke pouring out of his ears. If he were man enough, he would have challenged me, and I couldn't deny how disappointed I had been at the fact that he agreed so quickly. I walked into my room. A smile on my face. I would love to watch this. The sight of Lena's swollen eyes threw the smile off my lips.She was hurt.Maybe Felicia didn't deserve a chance after all."Lena?"She walked towards me, and then she threw herself into my arms."I am so sorry for sending you away... I just needed some time to think.""It is alright, I understand."Kaden was awake now- I noticed."There's someone here to see you.""I do not want to see anyone.""I think you should meet him. Alpha Tony is here, and I believe he has something you would like to hear," I assured her, and she finally wiped away her tears."He can come in." she says, but clearly he was the last person
(NATASHA'S POV)Diego was in the room with me, and I had to wait patiently for him to go before I engaged in the mission. It had been so long since I killed, and the bloodlust was getting out of control, yet I had to look and act naturally."You would be joining us for dinner this evening," he says, and I couldn't help but feel a taste of disappointment."Why can't I eat here, in this room?"He turned to me, a smile on his face. "Are you shy? It's alright to be and very understandable too; they are all new people, and I doubt you have been surrounded by this many new faces for sometime," he says, and he was right. "But everyone has been waiting to get a good look at you, and I think this is important, but if you aren't ready yet...""It's okay. I would go with you, and no, I am not shy, just not ready yet."He nodded. "If I may ask, the woman who was placed in a cell besides me, why was she there?""For being a bad mother," he says, and I give him a pointed look. "She deceived us.""
(Natasha's POV)"Everyone. Meet my mate Natasha," Diego introduced, and I did a little show, giving a shy smile. Inside, I was boiling, and nothing but blood could calm this rage and I would satisfy my bloodlust."Nice to meet you all," I said, my voice small, but of course, that's all part of the play."Natasha, I do really like your hair." the Luna complemented, and I gave her another smile; this time it wasn't hard to fake it."Thank you, Luna, and I've heard so much about you."She gave me a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.I waited for her to ask about my pack and where I came from, but she never did. Maybe Diego had already mentioned to them that my pack had been attacked and destroyed, but still, I was grateful I wouldn't have to lie any further."Know that you could always talk to me about anything," The Luna says, and I give a small nod.We dug in.That didn't quite go as badly as I expected. I avoided the Alpha's gaze; he might think I did that because I was sc
(Lena's POV)I couldn't shake off this feeling in me. It was like I had seen her somewhere, but yet again, I was sure I had never seen that face before. Maybe it was her scent; it was so familiar.I couldn't trust her. I didn't even understand what was really going on with me; I feared I had made it too noticeable back at the dinning room. Diego had told us about her and how she had lost her pack, so I didn't bother bringing that up. I actually did pity her, and I was eager to meet her. The fact that she survived told me how strong she was, but when I finally did see her, I had this creeping feeling. Something was wrong.I watched every one of her actions.Her smile looked way too bright, her laughter was a little bit too forced, and her innocence seemed like only a mask.I could be wrong, though.Diego was happy; I should be happy for him; I was happy for him, but there was something about Natasha... I refused to think too deeply about it; Diego was happy, and that was all that matte
(Lena's POV) I sat on the table. Damien took out a bottle of Vodka. "Want some?" "No, I am fine" Damien poured the content into a shot- glass and downed it in one gulp. I watched the movement of his adam apple. It sure sounded strange that the little action turned me on. "Lena, I want to know: is there anything you are not telling me?" "No. I told you pretty much everything; my life for the past two years has certainly been no fun. Why?" "It's strange; these people coming after you must want something, and I don't know what exactly it is." "Maybe you would have if you kept at least one of them alive to interrogate them." Damien gave me a pointed look, and I couldn't help it. I burst into laughter; he didn't like being wrong. "I wanted you protected, and I couldn't take any chances." "As you can see, I am well able to protect myself." "Still, I had promised you that you would be safe here; I can't break my promise; I don't want you running away on me before I could even
(Lena's POV) Tony had a muderous look in his eyes. "You did this; you sent the archer who killed my mate!" Damien remained silent, watching him. "Why, Damien?" Tony called him by his name for the first time, but I believe he was past caring what punishment would befall him. "Why did you kill her? I did all you asked; I went on my goddamed knees; I begged; and what did I get?" Finally, Damien spoke up. "Why do you think I did this?" He questioned silently, despite Tony's rage, and that only seemed to anger him, if not more. "You captured her from my pack; you threatened her. What more evidence do I need? I knew you were angry at us—the fact that we liased with the vampire prince, the fact you lost your mate because of us—but never did I think you could do such a thing. She was all I had." "I did not kill your mate, nor did I give out the order." Tony shook. I didn't know if it was the silver he had been bound with doing that to him or if it was just pure rage. I believed the la
(Lena's POV)The corpse of one of the patrollers had also been found. Whoever killed the guard took his weapon, making it look like Damien had sent out the order. Could this person be from our pack?, After all, the patroller's body was found at the pack border. It could easily be an outsider; maybe he or she had tried breaking into the pack, but the patroller had been in his way, and had to be killed.Still, that didn't make sense.I walked back to the pack, escorted by a brown-haired soldier; he had been close friends with the deceased soldier. I had requested that he escort me back."Can I ask you some questions?" I asked him, and he seemed surprised that I had spoken to him. I could see the grief in his red slightly-swollen eyes; the fact that he had to be strong and brush it off like the death of his close friend was nothing was very sad."I... Yes... Yes, Luna," he stammered out."How well did you know the dead soldier?""He was like a brother.""Do you know anyone who might hav
(Lena's POV)Her face was completely blank. She was better than I had anticipated."What do you mean by that, Luna?""Don't play dumb. You know what happened in the pack, yes?""I know; everyone in this pack knows.""You know something else I know?""What?" she asked after some seconds of silence, finally willing to play along, almost making me the fool, but if I had to go through with this, then I would have to stand my ground. I cannot let her know that her emotionless mask is getting to me."I know you had some issues with the blonde; I knew he threw you in jail and harassed you; I knew that you felt the need to pay, and then he was dead and his weapon was gone, the Luna had been killed with same weapon; can you explain that?" I asked"No. No, I cannot explain that. I don't know who the woman is, except for the fact that she had been in the cell besides me. She might have been a bitch, - being a bitch is not enough reason to kill her, and again, why would I want her dead?" Natasha
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