Thank you to all the readers for reaching this far. Thank you to those who supported me during my writing of this book, you guys kept me going and always encouraged me with your comments and gems. I hope you enjoyed reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it and I hope it kept you excited and reached your expectations until the very end. Don’t be shy to drop a comment and let me know your thoughts on this book, I’m always happy to read them. I’m off now to write the sequel for my other book “On The Border”. Make sure to check it out along with my other book “The Half Blood Luna” if you haven’t read them already. I’m also thinking about a spin off novel for Cedric and Maria’s story, but the plot is not fully developed in my head yet. Would you be interested to read their story? Let me know. With Love, The Black Daisy
Jude’s POV Prophecies…. I fucking hate them. A single damn Prophecy ruined my alpha coronation when I was eighteen years old, and turned my already stone cold heart into a heart sculptured statue made of ice. Prophecies. What are they? You may ask. Where do they come from? Who may speak them? and do they always come true? You may wonder. Prophecies are predictions about the future. Near future or far? It’s not clear. It can be either. They are not always precise and fully understandable. Sometimes they never make sense even. They come from the moon goddess. The one who knows it all, but loves to drop down a handful of unsolvable mysteries upon her people whenever she’s probably bored and looking for some fun pass time, just to mess with us down here. She has a special bond or connection to only one supernatural species, the warlocks. Warlocks are the only ones who the moon goddess talks to when she wants to deliver a new Prophecy. They are not as common as you may think.
Davina’s POV“What the hell?” I yelp as I stare at myself in the mirror with wide gaping eyes.I had just woken up from my sleep and headed into the bathroom to wash my face and start the day fresh, when I noticed the weirdest thing on the planet.My eyes changed color over night!“What… the… hell?” I say again in a shocked tone as I try to blink several times in case my mind was playing tricks on me or something.No way!Is this even possible?“Wow! We look so sexy like that girl!” my wolf Rowena purrs in my head.Give it to Rowena to see the sexiness in everything around us.I hear running footsteps, before my twin sister Irena, knocks on the door and says warily “Davina? Are you okay? I heard you yelling all the way from the kitchen”I open the door and show her my eyes, hoping she would tell me that they are the same boring dark blue eyes they
Davina’s POV“Rise and shine, my little violet eyed werewolf”A soft voice whispers in my ear.I open my eyes slowly, my head was ringing loudly, and my mouth was dry.I was lying on a very hard rough surface.I slowly push myself up into a sitting position. A jiggling sound draws my attention, and I notice that my hands and feet were bound with silver shackles. The middle of my long hand shackles was secured through a hook pinned on the wall behind me.I hissed as the sudden surge of pain started to register within me.The silver was burning my wrists. As my ankles were covered with my long tights, they weren’t able to burn me there.I looked up and studied my surroundings.I was in a large dim cell.The same man I saw before I passed out was standing in front of me. Gazing down at me with amusement.Next to him, stood a short young woman with black braided hair. She was also giving
Jude’s POV“Alpha Jude please!”I bring my palm down on her sweet seducing ass as I spank her again viciously.She yelps, her pain mixing with her pleasure as I plunger harder behind her.She was cuffed to the headboard of my bed, sweaty and begging for release, but I was no where near done with her.Her being the girl whose name was Caroline, one of the girls who I call upon to meet my hungry, horny needs at night.She knew my rules during sex.No overnight staying.No heart warming love confessions or flirtation of any kind.No disobedience during our fucking.No touching.That was the most important rule.Still, I always take my precaution and just cuff her to my bed.Other rules include enjoying a little bit of pain during our fucking.Put an underline on the word enjoying.And put another one on the word pain.I’m not a sexual abuser. I don&rsq
Jude’s POVEven after staying half an hour under a nearly boiling water didn’t calm down my nerves, I gave up on it and got out.I had so much on my mind. So many obstacles in my way. I was still searching for a new warlock to join my pack after Anastasia’s unfortunate loss. But it was proving to be a nearly impossible task. Before Anastasia’s death, she gave some locations she believed some warlocks were hiding in, but every single one of them turned out to be a dead end.I couldn’t help but feel like things will soon get out of my control and my violet eyed mate will decide to choose this time to come out of her hiding place, now that I’m one warlock short.Because when has fate ever stopped being ironic?If another pack gets their hands on her, she will side with them, she will become their ultimate weapon and I; along with my whole pack, will be facing our doom. Just like that fucking prophecy said.I
Davina’s POVHe was trying to fucking kill me!I couldn’t believe this fucking asshole! My mate!My own mate was trying to kill me!Ok I know I came here to do the exact same thing and kill him but I was fucking forced into it! What the hell is his excuse?I’m taken aback by the fact that he was trying to tear my heart out of my chest; like that monster did to my mother merely half a day ago, I don’t react for a few seconds. But as the pain of his claws stabbing me in the chest registers, I use both my hands to hold his from doing any more damage as I stare at him with wild crazy eyes.I can’t believe I was feeling fucking guilty all the way here because I was going to murder him to free my sister, an innocent man.Innocent my ass!I try with all my might to push his claws out of my chest but he was so much stronger than me.His emerald green eyes were staring at me ruthlessly devoid of any
Davina’s POV Half an hour passes as Rowena and I sulk at different things. I’m sulking over the loss of my mom; whom I still can’t believe was killed right in front of me as I sat helpless and watched, and I’m sulking over the twin sister I left behind. I left her in that cell all alone, with a shallow promise from alpha evil who refused to give me his name that he will not harm her as long as I do my part and kill whoever he wants. My last words to her before I was dragged out of that cell, driven away blindfolded, and dropped just outside the border of this town, played in my head: “I will save you Irena. I will do whatever it takes I promise” I whispered to her emotionally. She looked at me with such anguish, it broke my already broken heart into more sharp pieces. “I know you will Davina. I love you no matter what happens” she said sadly. It almost felt like she didn’t believe I will be capable of saving her, that I will fail and s