All Chapters of Origins: The Luna City Trilogy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“Dad died a few years ago. Don’t you remember?” Elijah answers his frowning mother remorsefully as we notice her fogged mind begin to take over while she shakes from her rising temper, her illness erasing the memories of her husband’s demise on this given day.“No. You’re lying,” she snatches her hands away from him, “-you’re fathers not dead. Stop talking nonsense, boy,” she crosses her arms in spite.“I’m not lying mum,” Elijah stands from his chair appearing hurt from her hateful action of snappily pulling away from him, “-you know this,” he shakes his head sullenly.“Stop it!” she shouts abruptly, “Stop filling my head with your poisonous lies! Your father isn’t dead, Elijah!” she screeches, “How dare you say such awful things!”I take a step back; receding away from the bed as his mother lashes out rabidly, the veins ben

Crescent markings bare into the palms of my hands as my fists continue to tighten, my nails cutting deep into my raw flesh while my muscles begin to tense mechanically. A surge of adrenaline courses throughout me causing my body to shudder gently as I raise my chin, my frame wavering as I tremble from the untamed fury seeping through my heavily pulsating veins.As if any previous concerns of today had been erased within the blink of an eye, I allow my emotions to escape without restraint. With no barrier holding them back, they dominate the room; breaking free from my held preservations and leaving me with my animalistic instincts alone, obliterating any rational thoughts I recently possessed when I first walked into this room.My eyes remain locked on Aubrey as she lets out a shaky whimper while shuffling backwards; with heavy breaths she almost stumbles over a footstool as she navigates her way back to Vincent’s side, her eyes unbudged from my own while she sta

My palms become clammy as I watch Elijah silently navigate his way through his phone, its bright screen casting a heavy glow around him as it illuminates the dimly lit room while his fingers thud harshly against the digital screen. I watch as his hand shakes furiously while he pens an unseen message, taking his time to read over what he had just written before raising the device to his ear. Within a few moments, the familiar outgoing dialling tone faintly sounds from the mobile held within his palm while he impatiently waits for the unknown callee to answer. His foot rhythmically tapping against the flooring in sync with the ringing chime as he frowningly gazes upwards. “Hey, Tyler-“ Elijah announces before taking in a deep breath; his expression lifting slightly as a wave of relief rolls across his face while he pauses, revealing the identity of the mysterious recipient as they answer on the other end, “-uh, not really. I need you to check something over for me. Take a look

With Isaac leaving the office to get on with his increasingly burdened day I slump down in Elijah’s recently vacated chair; taking a moment to collect my thoughts as a tide of confusion creeps over me while I take in a deep breath, exhaling ruefully while I rest my elbows on the solid desk. I allow my head to lull in my palms heavily; burying my face against my clammy hands while I contemplate the weight of my recently made promise, uncertain of whether that was the right call to make.I take a moment to collect myself; taking a step back from the situation as I remove the mental restraints that are preventing me from seeing the bigger picture, granting me a greater perspective of the matter despite feeling my wolf’s pride being jolted willingly on my behalf in the process of the unexpected negotiations. After having a few minutes to think everything over I jump to my feet, brushing myself down as I rid my mind of any doubt before praising myself while I stand by

Despite my best attempts of trying to fall back asleep I continue to fail miserably; struggling to forget what I had just witnessed within my hellish dream plane, traumatised by the images that haunted my racing mind. Unable to shake away the ghastly scene of the butchered bodies de-glamourising into their true forms, I toss and turn restlessly. With an aching head, I unwillingly recall their twisted and torn figures each time I close my weary eyes, forced to rewatch the horrifying moment when they revealed themselves before me while Sean and the unknown witch stood closely by while discussing their failed attack. I tuck myself against my murmuring mate, struggling to comprehend whether there was any truth behind what I had seen as I press against his solid frame while breathing in his adored scent. He gently snores, remaining blissfully undisturbed in his heavy slumber as I try to find a way of calming my nerves, hoping to join him and do the very same.I try to keep a clear