"Mother?" Cilyna repeated as she shifted into her human form."Yes my darling. It's me. I'm so sorry I've had to stay away for so long. I've missed so much." she spoke, Cilyna ran to the wolf and threw her arms around her neck as tears spilled down her face into the soft fur at her mother's neck. "I thought I would never see you again! So much has happened! I'm sorry, I'm too old to be blubbering like a child but I've missed you so much!" Cilyna rambled, her voice muffled in her fur as her mother nuzzled her back. Cilyna had all but forgotten about Kaynon standing behind her until he wrapped a blanket around her shoulders to cover her naked body. She did not know where he grabbed it from, she also did not care at the moment but she was grateful as she pulled it tighter around her as she stepped away to look her mother in her eyes. "We have so much to talk about. I have two children now, twins and they're five years old." Cilyna started and closed her mouth when she saw the shock in
"So what's the story that has been passed down through our family history?"Cilyna asked her mother after they got supper cooked for everyone and Cilyna got her children settled for bed. They were not to happy about having to share their rooms but finally agreed when she explained it was only temporary until they found everyone else's family's. "It started when the moon goddess's twin sister went against their father, the god of all creation, and created her own beings. The vampires and witches, who ravaged all life. He ordered the moon goddess to create a being that could rival the goddess of darkness's creatures, to restore balance but she could only alter what was already created." Cilyna's mother began. ******************************************************The full moon's silvery glow shines down as a spot light on a pure white wolf with golden eyes that glowed with the magic of the moon goddess. She leaned down to get a drink from the cold steam and suddenly noticed a pair of e
Alone in his room, dead to the world, Kaynon slept peacefully in his oversized four post bed fit for a king. His subconscious registered a small noise coming from the back side of his home though his brain was too groggy to wake up fully and understand what was happening. He rolled over and fell deeper into his slumber, writing the noise off as nothing more than a certain set of twins up for a bottle. The sound of an alarm blared through his closed door, he woke fully, choking from the dark smoke creeping from beneath his bedroom door. Without thinking, he jumped to his feet, running to his door to jerk it away from the wall. More smoke poured in thickly. He grabbed the closest shirt off his floor to cover his face with, ignoring the musty odor of his gym tank, before darting down the hall. His family at the forefront of his mind. Red and orange flames licked up the paneling walls as he exited his room. The smoke choking him as it made it's way through the thin fabric of his shirt e
Hearing the crunch of Fall leaves under her bare feet was deafening to Cilyna's terrified ears. Her five year old little heart was racing faster than a busy humming bird's as her mother urged her faster through the trees. Something crashed being them, quite close, invoking an overwhelming desire to turn around and see what exactly was after them and why her and her parents continuously run. Never able to do anything or rest for more than a day or two before they were fleeing again."Don't look back Cilyna! What ever you do, do not look back!" her mother yelled at her, fear laced her mother's voice thickly.Her mother grabbed Cilyna's little hand and dragged her further through, around, and over trees until her short legs were jerked from beneath her and she pulled her mother to an abrupt halt with her cries of pain as a bone snapped in two just above her ankle."Mommy please. I can't run anymore." Cilyna's mother, with her quick wits, shifted and placed Cilyna's tiny body on her back
The fall of the King and Queen of the vampires at the hands of the hybrids had the vampire society in an uproar over who would lead them. They were all at war with each other and turning armies rapidly. Many witches fell at their violence and feeding frenzies. There was also a rumor that was cautiously whispered about throughout the whole supernatural works that a lone wolf was on a rampage trying to tear down the vampires ranks.The witches were waiting for such an opportunity to restore to order and balance back to the supernaturals. To bring order to all, but with themselves on top instead of being on bottom and continuously being used for their magic. In theory, they assumed that combining forces with the supernatural hunters they would be able to level the playing field slightly. With the witch's premonitions about the locations of specific wolf clans that are becoming overly confident and larger vampire covens that are getting carried away with their feedings, the hunters would
His nose twitched and tingled, tracking the stench of a vampire feeding. He was cloaked in silence and stealth, slowly padding through the soft grass and freshly fallen leaves. The dense forest was the perfect waiting place for an ambush as his predatory eyes found his prey. The thick greenery with its silvery filter of the bright white light from the full moon helped to camouflage his light sandy colored coat. His yellow gold eyes trained on the vampire as he curled his lips to expose his pearly white canines. His unsuspecting prey let out a hissing shriek of surprise when he finally revealed himself before the undead began gurgling on his own blood while Kaynon locked his jaws around the vampire's throat. Claws savaged his shoulders and torso in a poor attempt of escape. As the cold body finally went limp, Kaynon dropped it, then continued to dismember the body before setting it ablaze.It had been three long years since he lost his family and his pack. Having been a strong alpha, a
After shedding a few tears watching while her twins walk into their classes, Cilyna decided to go to the local diner for a quick cup of coffee. The one thing her husband cannot seem to fix right, no matter how many times she tried to show him. He never adds enough coffee grinds to make it as strong as she likes it. "Good morning, Ms. Cilyna." A young blonde greeted her as the little bell on the door chimed her entrance."Good morning, Beatrice. How are you doing today?" Cilyna smiled at the girl as she took her usual seat on one of the swivel bar stools."Oh, you know. Same ol' same ol'. What about you? Did the twins start school today?" Beatrice continued the casual conversation while she wiped down the counter in front of her and placed a big mug of coffee down on a coster with cream and sugar with a spoon sticking out of the top. "Yes, they did. They were more excited than I thought they'd be.""They are growing up so fast, I can't believe it. You cried a little, didn't you?" She
Stepping out of the building into the blinding light, Thomas squinted against the sun before fitting a pair of sunglasses over his eyes. He got behind the wheel of his truck with a huff. This life is not the life he would have chosen for himself. He longed for his undercover identity to be his only identity. To not have to work for the same people his father was a slave to, but he had no choice in the matter.There had been many nights and days he warred with himself to tell his wife the truth about his life after he was adopted out of the same orphanage as Cilyna. His marriage was built on lies that keep him up too many nights. Their children were not part of the plan yet he fell in love with them."Love is weakness, Thomas. If you love, you are vulnerable. If you have weakness, you will die." his father's words echoed in his memory.Thomas slammed his hands onto his steering wheel in anger. Cursing his own father for his current situation. Why could he not have been stronger when hi