Selena POV:
Duncan’s cellphone rang just as we acknowledged what was happening. He answered it quickly, practically yelling into the receiver over the noise being created by the wind and water outside. The humans were terrified.
“Yes. I know. We think so too,” he said, his eyes boring into mine. There was chaotic fear and absolute certainty.
The lights above us flickered a few times and then went dead. The emergency lights flashed on almost immediately as we emerged out to the main area.
A waiter was crying to calm a crying girl afraid of storms when she noticed us.
“I am sure the lights will be back on momentarily,” she said quickly, but I could see she was physically shaking.
Duncan was trying trying to move us out the doors, but I stalled him to take a good look at the humans.
Absolute fear. These people would be caught in between powers they didn’t know about.
What would help them?
Selena POV:We were surrounded by the darkness.I was shaking with helplessness. I felt its ice-like fingers moving towards me and I frantically moved away from it. Looking over to my right, I saw that it was Meredith’s hand I was holding. She wore the same expression on her face that was flowing through me. On the opposite side of her, Argon was holding on her other hand. We had found ourselves in a small opening in the forest, trying to regroup, only to fall into its trap. The trees and bushes around us were alive with unnatural and pure gloom, foreshadowing what was about to befall us. “Everyone, get into position!” Argon shouted. The noise from the forest was loud enough that normal conversation was impossible to hear. As I looked at the others taking their position, for a brief moment Duncan’s face floated into my head. My own fear changed into warmth. His face—his person—everything, had become something
Duncan POV:In Meredith’s greenhouse, we all felt the abrupt shift in the air. It seemed to be gone as suddenly as it had arrived. I looked over at Lamont with a questioning look. He looked stunned as well. I walked over to him and watched as he processed what was happening. “Is it gone?” I asked. “Yes. They succeeded,” he said quietly. But he didn’t look pleased. I arched my brow, feeling anger rise in me at his reaction. He looked up and then shook his head. “There is a shift in the air, but I can’t pinpoint what is wrong.” He sighed. “Call the witches.”I moved out of the greenhouse and looked outside. I could sense the destruction this thing had created, but it was farther off than the pack than I had realized. I dialed Argon and Meredith’s phone, but it just wouldn’t connect. I was sure that the magic eater had destroyed the power lines and it wouldn&rsquo
Warning: There is sexual content up ahead. Please beware.Selena POV:“Selena, thank god!” Meredith exclaimed into tears the moment I walked into the greenhouse. She ran over to me and hugged me tightly, sobbing into my shoulder. I hugged her with as much intensity, needing a moment with her after passing through the destruction. I felt nothing but gratitude to the powers that had allowed me to live and see the people I love alive. With everything that could have gone wrong, it was truly a miracle. We pulled away but kept our arms around each other. Meredith’s face was a contradiction in expressions. It held tears of released fears but it also showed absolute love for me. “We were so worried,” she started and then stopped to swallow down some of her tears. “When the ritual was over and we had all survived, I knew you had succeeded but we couldn’t find you. We tried everything but you… I mean&helli
Selena POV:My name is Selena and I was born a crime.Werewolves speak proudly of how they take care of their pack, but in reality, not all wolves were equals. The pack hunted as a group, the stronger ones leading, while the weaker trailed behind and waited for their turn to feed.The Alphas and the Betas would gorge on the flesh and the muscles, leaving the organs to the weaker ones.Not allowed to show my face, I would hide within the thick foliage and wait until the pack retreated to take a look at what was left of the dead animal.With a pack our size, hardly any muscle was left hanging on the hard-to-reach crevices of the bones. Instead, I would chew into the bones until my jaw would ache and suck out the marrow from the middle.When my father, Bran, was around, he would hunt small rabbits from the end of our territory and bring it back for us. I, as a half-human, could consume herbs, fruits, and vegetables from the wilderness, but he o
Selena POV:I didn’t stop until I breached the thickest line of the woods. There, I waded through the thick bushes, knowing that none of the men in their wolf forms could venture into the thorny shrubberies and hurt their legs.I ran until my bones ached and my legs no longer felt like they could carry me. I knew I had run quite a distance because the landscape was slowly changing.I knew that I shouldn’t stop but I needed to rest. I found a little cave that sheltered me from the weather and slumped down to the ground, allowing my body to sag from the weight of everything that had happened.Just when I thought life would be okay, something came along to fuck everything up.I didn’t want to be part of this pack that hated me. I didn’t want a mate. There were plenty of other women in the pack for them to choose from. Why the hell did they choose me? And I wasn’t buying into the nonsense about the moon goddess.Tho
Duncan POV:As the Alpha of a pack, there was more to do than just lead the wolves into the hunt. Before that, I had to prepare each and every one of them for the hunt to come. If it was a wild buffalo, I had to teach the younglings the dangers of the creatures. A practice hunt was more common than people realized and it was necessary for the safety and prosperity of the pack.Apart from that, there was also the issue of making sure that common resources like shelter, medicines, clothes were in store. I needed to account for repairs, bills, and money spent in general.With the rise of human civilization, living in a community of wolves without associating with the outside human world was difficult. Therefore, we had to play by the human rules.The pack even sent students to college to ensure we were up to standard with modern technology and science. If medicine advanced, the lives of our pack would go along with it.That was my philosophy. It could
Duncan POV:Now that I was closer, I could see what she really looked like. The dark shadows under her eyes were prominent, and the clothes she wore hang on her loosely. She was a wisp of a girl who looked even more fragile than a human.Sylvie, shift.The crackling of bones could be heard and from the bowels of the grass, Sylvie appeared in her human form.The girl yelped and stumbled, taking a step back before she stiffened. She seemed to have remembered that she was surrounded.She let out a small cry and she looked behind her. The glowing eyes of one of my sentinels made her shudder.I felt the urge to console her and held myself back. This girl was not of my pack. I didn’t have to protect her. Even if she was desperate and in need of help.It was not my responsibility.“What’s your name, girl?” Sylvie asked in that deep, angry voice of hers.The little girl trembled. “…
Selena POV: I watched as the large men left the little cabin, leaving me alone with the doctor. He had a kind but withered face and a curious look in his eyes. He scrutinized my body from top to bottom before furrowing his brow. “So, what is your name, child?” he asked. I looked at him in astonishment and wondered what to do. “Do I need to answer that?” I knew for a fact that there would be only one half-breed running from their pack with my name. The moment I said my name, they would know how to look for me. “I was going to put your name on the medical chart for my benefit, but no matter!” he chirped. “Your name has nothing to do with your health, so I will give you a temporary name to distinguish you.” He hummed and looked around the room, searching for an appropriate name. I felt a pang of gratefulness at his understanding. “How about I call you ‘Lemonade’?” he asked after a while. “Lemonade?” I whisper