Isabella's Point Of ViewI SLOWLY OPENED MY eyes, my vision blurred and disoriented as I struggled to grasp my surroundings, with an insanely destructive headache.As my senses gradually sharpened, I was greeted by a soft, warm light filtering through the opened window, it was dusk time and I was in my room, back at the pack. I tried to recall the events leading to this moment, only to find fragmented memories and a pervasive sense of disconnection.I remember the red dragon, Dimitri and I fought him and I killed him. I fell unconscious on the way back home. That's all that I can recall.Then, like a gentle breeze stirring the fog from my mind, my gaze fell upon the figures standing beside my bed, it was Iris and Gemini. Their eyes sparkled with relief and unspoken concern."Isabelle, you're awake!" Gemini said as soon as she noticed that I had regained consciousness."She's awake." Iris announced to herself. "We've been waiting for you. We were so worried." Iris whispered.Dimitri ap
Isabella's Point Of ViewOur limo pulled up just outside an ancient castle, it looked elegant and was incredibly big. The guards on watch all bowed in respect to Dimitri. I could sense their heart beat spike as soon as they saw him, they were all afraid of him."Shall we?" Dimitri invited with a smile and his arm opened suggestively. I intertwined my arm in his as we walked in.I was dressed in a long red gown with a high slit at the side, which really complimented Dimitri's black tux. It was a masquerade ball so we both were also wearing a mask just like everyone else.The huge door was swung open and all eyes turned to the door where we were standing. I walked beside Dimitri into the ball, His strong, steady and dominating presence filled the room. There had to be at least 1000 people here, all Alphas with their respective mates and Lunas and they all seemed to submit to his presence.A grand light fell on both of us as the room grew eerily colder."Lycan Alpha Dimitri Axel Castell
Dimitri's Point Of ViewThe room smells of cigarettes and whiskey-- as the auctioneer coordinated the bid organized by Rafael. A young girl in a torn dress, stood, with a chain clinging tightly around her neck. The auction was nothing more than a slave trade, Rafael was selling werewolves and human alike--- men, women and children, like they were just a bunch of animals. It was just disgusting. "Thirty-five thousand, five hundred." Rashnikov said, lifting up a board. He was the Alpha of a little pack up north, the skull pack, nothing more than mafias in furry clothing if you asked me. His mate looked quite decent, Antonia was her name, I saw her approaching my little witch before I left. "Thirty-five thousand five hundred dollars, going…" the auctioneer spoke, searching for anyone with a higher bid among the crowd of Alphas. "Fifty thousand!" Another pathetic alpha chorused, countering the prior bid. His name was Chase, Alpha of the Nok pack, they moved from Africa, finally settling
Isabella's Point Of ViewIn my dream, there's nothing around but darkness. The gibbous moon shines weakly from above-- the only source of light. The sound of Ravens cawing is all I can hear, as they flutter above me in a circular pattern. But suddenly they all begin to drop dead from the sky to the ground, forming a black circle around me-- this was ominous.I could see three ladies, standing in a distance, dressed in all black attires. It appeared as if they were staring right through me.The one on the right was a beautiful young girl with ice blue eyes, with very distinct facial features.While the woman on the left was a young lady, in her twenties or early thirties. She also had blue eyes and distinct facial features similar to the little girl.The one in the center was way older. She had silver gray hair with a long and pointy nose. Wrinkles were formed all over her face and her eyes. She was staring at me intently with a heavy look in her eyes. All three of them looked alike, w
Isabella's Point Of ViewIn my dream, there's nothing around but darkness. The gibbous moon shines weakly from above-- the only source of light. The sound of Ravens cawing is all I can hear, as they flutter above me in a circular pattern. But suddenly they all begin to drop dead from the sky to the ground, forming a black circle around me-- this was ominous.I could see three ladies, standing in a distance, dressed in all black attires. It appeared as if they were staring right through me.The one on the right was a beautiful young girl with ice blue eyes, with very distinct facial features.While the woman on the left was a young lady, in her twenties or early thirties. She also had blue eyes and distinct facial features similar to the little girl.The one in the center was way older. She had silver gray hair with a long and pointy nose. Wrinkles were formed all over her face and her eyes. She was staring at me intently with a heavy look in her eyes. All three of them looked alike, w
Isabella's Point Of ViewAFTER A LITTLE STROLL with Gem gathering magical herbs and ingredients I needed for a spell, now I was headed to the witches quarters. I needed a stimulant to help my mind so I could easily find a spell that could help break the pack's curse, and these herbs I gathered would help me be more relaxed and concentrated.We didn't have much time, I needed to find this spell to free the pack before the blood moon rises. My dream was a constant reminder that the worst was yet to come, not if I can fix it all.I was in the witches cemetery with the siphon twins; Dixie and Alexa. They were working on a potion, on Celeste orders, while I combed through every page of my family's Grimoire. I sipped from my magic tea while I flipped through its pages, I needed focus.***It's been an eternity already!I've been at this for forever and I have gone through every single page in this book but still I couldn't find anything on how to break the curse.This couldn't be right, I k
Isabella's Point Of ViewMY MIND FELT like it was going to explode at any moment from now. There was just so much going on in it at the same time.On one hand of the stick, I was glad I finally found the spell needed to end the curse on Dimitri and set the pack free, this was good news, considering the Blood moon was drawing close. The pack would survive the Blood moon coming.And on the other rather crooked hand of the stick, there was a Darkness from my bloodline threatening to engulf the world. Delilah is planning on letting the Namek out, it was only a matter of time.I couldn't be at ease knowing that the black onyx pendant was in the hands of my aunt.But it wasn't over yet. The pendant is a prison world, Delilah would still need the key to open it. In Jósephine's memoir she wrote that the prison was sealed using Namek's own blood. That means Namek's blood was the only key and I know that is something my aunt couldn't possibly get her hands on since Namek is locked up. Even s
Dimitri's Point Of ViewThere was something cold in the air that made me feel uneasy.And it wasn't due to the fact that I was about to confront Valor or the fact that the blood moon was just days away. I felt uneasy because of the dream Isabelle said she had.Something about the panic in her eyes when she told me to be careful made me concerned, not for my well-being but for hers.I had always felt guilty for dragging her into my cursed world and placing on her shoulders the heavy burden of an entire pack. She didn't deserve to carry the weight of countless lives fate. My little witch always tried to fix everything, if it turns out we don't survive the eleventh Blood moon, she will never be able to forgive herself.Isabella was strong, stronger than anyone I had ever met I'll admit that, but I'm worried she might break from the burden of holding everyone's fate. The fucking pressure seemed to be getting to her already. I was more worried that she would give up herself just to save us