All Chapters of His Hidden Child: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CarlaThe memory of the blood pooling in her hands was still etched into her mind, it refused to fade away. She remembered the last words her mother spoke to her before her parents and her grandparents perished in the explosions. "She's alive! She's safe, we can bring her home." Carla remembered how happy they all were, and she remembered that she was so excited to see her sister and to become an aunt to Angie's baby. But Carla lost the only other family she had left, their dead bodies burned until there was nothing but charred flesh and bones. Carla sat on the floor in a giant hallway inside what people were calling the Sanctuary with a blanket wrapped around her, her arms hugging her knees so tightly she could barely breathe. She may have been surrounded by hundreds, perhaps thousands, of Werewolves and Witches, but she has never felt more alone in her entire life. Her parents were dead. Her father, a Beta, was dead. Carla ha

Max The awkward silence was as thick as gross stale air which made Max extremely uncomfortable. Carla had been told that her sister had been taken, by who and while everyone expected anger even hostility towards Dmitri, who was was supposed to be protecting Angel. But no one expected her to be angry with herself. She paced around the small little sitting room, her new clothes a little too big for her, swishing as she moved, muttering angrily how this all her fault, how horrible of a sister she is and how much of a horrible person she is. After she was done pacing around she sat down where Sara was sleeping and sobbed quietly to herself. Nina, Max, Sara and Dmitri didn’t want to leave and yet being there felt as if they were intruding on a personal moment. Max just kept staring at the carpeted floor while rubbing the back of his neck uncomfortably, at least for a while. Carla hiccuped and then mumbled, “I

Dmitri The fog slowly drifted, disappearing as the morning became warmer and soon the castle became clearer, the details more visible with every passing minute. There, in the middle of a huge clearing roughly around five hundred meters wide all around, was the castle which looked as if it belonged in a horror movie. Dmitri was not a movie fan, he preferred books, however, he has seen the odd horror movie thanks to his siblings and this castle definitely had that look to it. The look of the castle gave Dmitri an unsettling feeling inside his gut and, somehow, he knew this castle has seen some horrors. This made him afraid. He was afraid for his Angel. Was she all right? How was the baby? Are they both safe? Please, he begged to the Moon Goddess, please let them be safe. As the fog thinned more and more, the castles’ surrounding and details became more prominent than before. Eerie dea

Nina “Please, get behind me,” Nina pleaded with Angelica as the howls and growling became more violent and loud, scraping wood echoed through the room which made the pregnant werewolf cry harder, screaming for her sister. Nina turned to the girl and ushered her to the opposite side of the room, away from the door, and sat her down carefully sat her on the floor behind a large wooden wardrobe, the only piece of furniture in the room beside the large bed. “Stay here, do not move, not for anyone or anything. Do you understand?” The girl didn’t respond. She stared, terrified, at the door where her sister disappeared, her hands shakily covering her mouth as tears rolled down her pale cheeks. “Angelica Sky!”  The girl suddenly snapped her eyes to meet Nina’s and managed a meek, “Huh?” Nina placed both of her hands on either side of the g

Dmitri He used all of his might and speed he had in him to push the Witch through the crumbling mansion, her screams ringing in his ears as he burst through the broken door which they had used to get in and once outside Dmitri threw Madeline through the fighting, bloodied crowd of Witches and Werewolves. Dmitri stood, watching as Witches and Werewolves alike stopped fighting momentarily to run out of his and Madeline’s way, knowing that this will be the fight to decide the winners, before tearing each other apart once again.Bodies littered the field and pools of blood surrounded everyone, the once clean air reeked of sweat and blood and screams replaced the sounds of birds. This truly was a war zone.Amongst the mass, Madeline finally stood from the ground, blood pouring out of her eye socket, flesh peeling off. Their eyes met and she gave Dmitri a twisted smile before she turned and ran into the thick forest. Snarl