Lilith’s POVI hate to be up to here on the pretence of needing to be away from my place.I hate to be here in Celeste’s home when I know she’s condemned my child, her grandchild, to the same fate she doomed me to.She’s supposed to love her own.Isn’t that what they say about a mother?That they should love their child unconditionally and protect them with their whole life… even if that means dying for said child to protect them.Celeste has never been a good mother.She made me knowing I would go down to earth to live the life I have.She planted me down on earth herself, knowing it would be days, if not weeks, before her ‘Hati’ would come for me.I don’t remember much of my young childhood, but I do have the two crying nightmares of rolling around in a car through the woods as the metal warped and crushed in on itself around me.And him, I remember Damian.Always him, he was always the one there whenever I didn’t need him.I’ve long since stormed away from Celeste. Too angry to be i
Celeste's POV"You need a new Wolf, sweetheart. This one will bring sadness to your life," Lilith speaks down to the tiny purple soul in her palm.She rolls the soul around, poking at the edges, trying to find a way inside, and she becomes frantic in her movements when she finds nothing.Because there is no seam unsewn, her daughter's soul and that of Aspen have matched so perfectly that I wonder what will happen when she dies.Will Aspen return to my pool of wolves, or will she die with my granddaughter?Lilith ends up crying out in frustration. Her angst is loud for anyone to hear, and it’s only then that I note Khai standing against the pool of wolves. His face looked down at the souls below him. But he flinched, looking up, which is what alerted me to his presence.Lilith screeches out in unhappiness, her face controlling, and instantly, she looks like her father. Looks like Theseus when he, too, doesn’t get his own way. "It was worth a try," I say, walking into the room to stand
Lilith's POVI storm from the house in a fit of pure rage as I think about the disappointment of not being able to pry my daughter's very soul from that of the wolf that will ruin her life.I find a hanging swing bolted to a tree not far into the tree cover, so I sit on it.And as soon as I do, a vision comes unbidden to my life.Theseus is working in a small workshop, sawing down a tree to make the very seat I'm sitting on. His craftsmanship is fine to the detail as he cuts and sands the seat to perfection.It takes him days to make the seat and only seconds to hang it out here, and Celeste is watching along with a small child in her arms.Perhaps that was me before they decided to rid me down to Earth to live a life of service to Celeste's demands.I shake the vision, hating that it came of its own accord and I had no choice of experiencing it.As if fate or whoever sent me the imagery wanted me to see another side of Theseus and Celeste.I frown down at the very grass at my feet as
Theo's POVTheseus takes us back to his home, and despite feeling nauseous again, I’m better able to control the urge to want to vomit.Everything spins before me in a whirlwind of colours as I travel through the vortex of teleporting, and before I know it, my feet hit the ground in the yard behind the large glass house that Theseus calls his own. Calley falls to the floor, holding herself up as she reaches, and Arlo doesn’t fare much better. His eyes seem to spin, and he holds onto the nearest trunk to hold himself up.But I’ll give the twins their due; they both push off the impending feeling of sickness to stand and assess their situation. One turns around to the right, the other to the left, and they have each base covered as they take in the surroundings around us.Arlo holds Calley’s hand, bringing their backs together as they do their special thing.Calley throws her aura out to envelope the pair of them. Protecting them from any danger willing to come their way, but she soon
Khai's POVLilith submerges herself under the water of the hot spring with the guidance of my hand on her shoulder.I ensure she's covered up. That none of her is on show to prevent Zeus from coping a look at my mate in her unacceptable nakedness.I didn't expect anyone to be here inside the small pool that’s naturally hot.Even Obsidian is feeling somewhat territorial over Lilith. His low grow is sitting at the back of my throat, begging for escape even though Zeus has done nothing offensive. Yet. He helps me move before her to obscure her remaining skin on show, even though the moment I sit, her neck and face will be bare for him to see.But to my amazement, Zeus's eyes follow my every move in amusement as if he finds my territorial claim on the she-wolf before him amusing.How do they handle such things here, I wonder?They aren’t all of the same species, and indeed that must cause problems when one man likes another’s mate. Or whatever it is they call their female love interests.
Five Years AgoDamian's POVI work my way through the paperwork, and I mingle out with the pack.The majority of them are scared of me, the children petrified, and there are no guesses as to why that is.I’m an awful man, and even worse when Onyx has control.The potion has been making me sick, yet I’m gulping down more than four bottles per day.It’s been almost three days of having control, and Onyx is still in a sleep-like state in the back of my mind.I can still feel him, hear him softly snoring.Once I would have enjoyed knowing his company way near. That I wasn’t alone despite the fact, he was in slumber but now…Well, now I detest his very existence.I’m travelling out to the witch's grounds again today. I’ve run out of the potion that Gretchen had made me, and we’re also going to try and create that stone.Unfortunately, a sacrifice will have to be made. The innocence of a child needing gifted to create the purity of a stone.I wish it could have been a consenting adult, but
Theo's POVI can feel them out there in the distance, so I leave the confines of Theseus's house to go find them.They both seem happy and content as I walk down through the wooded area.It's serene here, much like home. The trees cover the majority of the mountainside.Greens, browns and a smattering of colour where random wildflowers have grown.It isn't hard to follow Khai's scent, his being the more potent of Lilith and him.I wonder why that is... surely it shouldn't be, but it is.His scent almost devours hers. He is overpowering her to redirect anyone's desire to follow along to find her.It's quite the weapon...A large man brushes past me, my thoughts distracting me from the fact that another person is walking towards me.Our shoulders meet as he hisses his annoyance at me, but I cannot fret over his words because a torrent of images overtakes me.The man is much the same, yet he seems younger somehow.He's walking amongst people, wolves, I believe, whilst dressed in a long
Lilith's POVI'm sure I experienced a flashback.Isn't that what they would call a vision of the past?The vision depicted a conversation between Damian and Zeus, though Damian wasn't Damian.Well, he was. It was his body, his face, but his eyes were deep black, and his voice was the voice of my nightmares.I think I was the child his Damian's hands, but I didn't have time to assess whether I was because the vision morphed into another.Snippets of Zeus talking to a godly woman. Her skin was bronze, and her face angelic.He was talking about me, about how I am trapped in one of his disciple's grasps whilst Celeste and Theseus are non-the-wiser. The vision morphs again.Zeus is watching me play in the woods. My hand inside Khai's. I remember that day. Damian had allowed me to go play with the other kids.Khai, Andrew, Tipper and I were running around the woods, grins on our faces as we enjoyed the freedom of being children.I hadn't known someone was watching me. I hadn't felt him w