---Lena’s POV ---“When would you learn to stop poking your nose into what is not your business?” I had the voice ask, and it startled me. I did my best to stay still; I couldn’t afford to show any signs of weakness. It was Isis.“And why don’t you stay away from me? It's been going well for the past few weeks.”“Don’t flatter yourself, Luna. I had been very busy with pack business and...”“With my job,” I cut in, already knowing what she had to say.“I cannot get why you would not leave that poor girl alone, and you see... I saw you take food to her; you are not very good at sneaking. Well, your wolf is a bit sloppy, so that’s understandable. I wonder what Nate would do to the poor bitch when he discovered it; because he would find out, I’ll make sure of it.”“Whatever this is, it’s between the both of us; Aurora has nothing to do with it.”“Begging for the slut now, are you?, pathetic.” she snorted and walked away. I once thought I hated my parents; the hate I felt for Isis was so mu
---Lena’s POV ---(Trigger Warning!)Nate growled low, seemingly Irritated. I stood to my feet, walking towards Aurora."Let her be; she'll get up when she is ready, Luna." Isis said, but I ignored her. I squatted, placing my hands gently on Aurora's neck to check her pulse, but very strangely, her body was cold—so damned cold—and it wasn't normal; werewolves weren't supposed to be this cold—except somehow he had managed to weaken her wolf to the point where her wolf was almost ...dead.The bastard."What the hell did you do to her, Nate?" I growled at him."Stay out of my business, Luna; she will wake soon; she loves the attention; I know it."My mouth dropped open in surprise; he thought this was all an act?. I walked towards him, and I landed the hardest slap I had ever given in my life, putting in all my furry into it. The force alone sent his face to the side, and his hair, which was always positioned over his eyes, shifted a bit, exposing the little pink scar on his forehead. His
(Nate's POV)I felt a different kind of emotion for Aurora.Of course the healers didn't let me watch as they check up on her, I had to wait for the healers outside the healing room. They were taking too damn long, and I needed to know what was wrong with her. Why can't I be inside the healing room with her? I paced down the hallways and back, but they took hours behind those damned locked doors, and I was tempted to slam through and know what the fuck was wrong with Aurora.But again, why did I care? Had I forgotten so easily what Aurora and her family had caused me—had caused this whole pack? Had I forgotten so easily what her father did to Angelina?It still hurts to think about my little sister. I failed her; just as I failed my parents, I failed her too. Even after all the promises I made to myself to always keep her safe, I failed like the failure I was. I shouldn't care if Aurora dies; I shouldn't be bothered by the fact that her body was so cold, but I could not pretend that
(Part One)(Lena's POV)I walked into the waiting room where Aurora laid, unmoving; if not for the slight tick of her pulse and the little heart beat, one could think she was already dead.She was in a coma—that's what humans call it—in a state in between life and death, and I wondered what would have changed if I put in more efforts, if I tried my very best, if I never stopped fighting.I would never know.I hadn't noticed I was crying till I felt the wetness on my cheeks. I wiped it off quickly, and just then I had footsteps approaching. I turned to see it was Isis. Great. The healers had left the room to give me a little privacy, I didn't like being alone with Isis."What are you doing here?""Paying a friend a visit," she said with a sly smile."Don't give me that; you do not care about her; if you did, you would have helped her.""Or I did; why do you think she is here now?""What are you trying to say?""She hated her life; she wanted to die, but unlike you, I knew the right way
(Part Two- Continues)I felt two of his fingers in me as he pushed in and out, maintaining the pace. Then he took off his clothes; his cock sprang free, hard. He lifted me from the glass table and led me to the bed. I could feel his cock pulsing against my stomach, hard and huge.He dropped me on the bed—not very gently."Go on your fours," he said, and I did, I felt him against my entry, and all at once he slammed in. I moaned out, my hands traveling to my clit, but he held it down and then rubbed around my clitoral area with his hands as he pounded into me from behind. I couldn't stay still, and so he gripped my hair hard as he pushed into me, his other hands now massaging my hardened nipples. I panted, reaching out, but again, he only pinned me down. As he slammed into me, harder and faster, I felt his strength and raw energy, and I moaned out his name, almost saying the forbidden words. I love you. He turned me over, my back on the bed, and widened my legs for more leverage, and
(Damien's POV)I couldn't stop thinking about Lena; even if she was only a distance away, it was getting worse. My little obsession was getting worse. Maybe the best thing to do was to let her go; she was more dangerous than I ever thought she could be, but I knew well that I wouldn't be able to do that. I was never willing to let her go, and the thought of her with anyone who wasn't me sent me on the edge.I had been so lost in thoughts that I didn't notice Diego approaching. That was unlike me. I remembered the last time I let the little things slip. It ended in the deaths of many of my pack members. I was the Alpha and should be responsible for them, i couldn't risk getting distracted again.Diego walked into my office, baring his neck in respect before taking a seat."You seemed a bit lost in thoughts; the little she wolf seemed to be affecting you," he said with a wryly smile."Why are you here?" I said, not wanting to talk about Lena, not even with him."We agreed to send one of
(One)(Nate POV)The truth is that one never knows what he has until he loses it. Now I could finally place what I was feeling for Aurora, and it was never hate. The truth was, I was afraid to love and lose again; every single thing I had loved had been taken away, and she wanted to be with someone else, someone who wasn't me. It had made me so angry.But now, the rage was gone, and I could finally see what I had done. I had thrown away the last person in my life who could have changed everything.I sat on the chair, just as I did each day, and I watched her, but then I noticed her fingers moved. It had been the slightest movement, and I wouldn't have noticed it if I had looked anywhere else.I stood to my feet, walking towards her. I began doubting what I saw, and then she moved again; this time she tossed her head to face me."Aurora!" I felt a strange kind of relief, so strong. I couldn't believe my eyes. Then she opened her eyes, and she looked at me."Aurora." I came closer, and
(Two) (Lena's POV) I was in love with Damien. I was in love with him even if I knew deep down he would never love me. I had dreamt of him saying those words and fantasizing about them, but I knew I might never hear them, except if I wanted him to lie, if I wanted him to imitate that too.I laid on the bed thinking about him; that alone made me feel wet, and my hands ventured between my legs and to my wetness, which was a little bit more widened, no longer the virgin pussy it once was, and this was due... to Damien's..... :)I touched myself slowly, just the way he did to me, my hands circling around my clit and then I pushed in a finger into my wetness, then another and I pulled in and out, moans left my lips, but it didn't feel right. I groaned, fustrated. When did I become a sex freak?Since Damien showed me what sex really was, I guess.I recalled the experience of being fucked in his office; it was one I would never forget. I remember the rush of excitement at the fact that we co
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