Third Person POV
A black SUV comes to a sudden halt in front of an old shack. The dim light turns on inside, and an old man with a body length walking stick comes out. His eyes are white matching his head full of slivered hair, midback length.
He wears an old dark gray robe and slips his flip flops on to step outside.
"Blake son! Is that you?" The old wolf says.
The SUV door opens and Blake makes his way out wearing combat uniform, matching with the uniforms his warriors wear.
"Grandpa... it's me!" Blake responds the old wolf.
"I knew it. I could smell you a mile away. M
Third Person POVSelene had fallen asleep after countless times trying to bust the window bars open. After a few hours, she had no longer cared the silver bars were burning her skin. All she wanted was to run to his side. She tried hitting it with her feet, pushing the damn bars with her bare hands. Pinning her entire body against the bars....nothing worked!Eight long and excruciating hours had gone by. Her mind was a complete whirl of torment. She was determined, and she was far from giving up. But all her efforts and frustration were beginning to wear her out. The tears in her eyes kept pouring out, relentlessly staining her cheeks, all the way to her shirt. Her hair sticking to her face, moistened by her tears."Fuck!!! Come on!!! Blake, please? You can't do this to me." She let her body fall on her knees, covering her face with the sides of her hands to muffle her cries.****
Third Person POVTyler hung his head. His wounds were now completely healed. Though the shackles on his arms still held the sting from the tight grasp on his arms, the wound around his wrists unwilling to heal completely. He was tired and sore from being in this position. It had been over twenty four hours since he was brought here.His stomach grumbled and his throat felt dry and raspy. Just thinking about food made him salivate, giving his stomach churned from the bitter taste of his own mouth. He had been here for over a day after all.'Damn it Blake! Where the fuck are you? I bet you went to your grandpa's house first before coming to my damn rescue.' He thought to himself smiling. A small, barely noticeable smirk in his face.
Third Person POVDamian sits at his chair. He grips the arm rests tight, clenching his jaw. Before him stands Tasha, her hands tied in front, and blood running down her mouth.His eyes are blood red, anger is more then evident in his perplection. He fuses and clenches his jaw as he slowly stands; slowly making his way towards her."Remind me again my dear, why I allowed you to talk me in to letting you be a part of this mission? Did you not say you would make sure that I'd have Selene in my presence by the time I saw you?" He lifts her chin up softly before him. Tasha's jaw trembles and maintains her eyes low, unwilling to look at him in his eyes.Her whole body shaking in fear of what he may do to her. Tears roll
Blake and Tyler make their way back inside his grandfather's house. The sweet aroma of food invades their nostrils as both men followed by the rest of their small group follows behind.His grandpa stands at the wood fire lit furnace. The pot on top bubbling and simmering. His grandfather grabs the spoon and gives it a last stir before taking it off the hot top.Placing the pot on top of the counter he greets all the boys and waits for them to sit. One by one, he serves them a good heaping of food in a bowl each. Quietly, peacefully, they eat."I was sure I wouldn't see you until tonight. I'm glad to see you boys back so early. I have been worried since the moment you left." He lifts his head looking around towards the boys.
Selene’s POV It's been three days since we embarked in this mission tofind Damian and kill him before he gets to Blake. My mind is going crazy! Eagerand frustrated. I don't know what to do! I had to do something a bit dangerous. I was tired of goingaround in circles, and so I convinced one of the guards that was at my door tocall Liam. To distract him and ask him random questions until my mom could workher magic.One thing Blake doesn't know, because my mom had to keep hertrue identity hidden, is that she can practice magic. It will be more thenhandy at this point, so that she can do a location spell. The longer we keepLiam in the line, the better c
Third Person POVSelene views through the scope on her rifle. Far away, Damian is seen practicing his maneuvers for battle inside a massive room.The sun has begun to set, and every vampire that has joined Damian has begun to ready for practice. Dressing in comfortable clothes and gathering weapons.She scoffs her nose in disgust as she sees him practicing, his idea of practice disgusts her, as he breaks the necks of many opponents. Of course, being vampires, she knows they will awaken in a few hours.Yet. . . .the idea of breaking someone's neck just for fun is a disgusting sight to her."How long are going to have to have to wait here until we can attack S
Third Person POV Blake walks slowly and cautiously behind the white wolf.Though he senses the calm white aura of this being, something keeps him a footand guarded. A feeling in this place that's new, and incomprehensive. The wolf turns as they slowly walk through the trail. Hiseyes widen and mouth gawks open as he sees the beauty of the enchantment aroundthem. Many walk about in diverse attire, and he can't help thefeel of stepping in to a different place, almost as if time has stood stillhere; a feel of being caught inside a time portal. It feels as though he hastraveled many decades back in time. The peace and conformity can be felt a mileaway, something he had felt each time he'd walked c
AUTHORS NOTE: This chapter is about the beginning of thePrimords. Each character is named by their ancestral name. Underneath I willgive you a list of their names so you can follow along with this chapter andyou don't get lost.Blake - AlarickSelene- ElenaTyler- DylanDamian- KeiranEmma- Damian's mateHarou- Lord of the Primord Lycan's Candace- Harou's mateJoseph- Colonel Coelhelm descendants or great great greatgrandfather Carrie- as herself (Selene's birth mother)*******"Alarick come