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EVANGELINE. Kash tenses by my side as Godric watches Zerachiel with keen interest. ‘Remember, no one attacks unless I say so.’ I warn through the link. “We do not need to do this, Zerachiel. Let’s take it aside and talk.” I say clearly, my eyes simmering blue as Luna surfaces, her voice lacing with mine. “We are mates. Let’s do this together.” “The only thing you want to do is kill me.” He scoffs. He knows. “You’re doubting me?” I ask, raising a brow. “Do your people know that they are not following their true King, but his Lycan who has imprisoned him within his own mind?” I make sure my voice rings powerfully through the forest. A few vampires exchange looks, their eyes simmering dangerously. I see their hesitation, but none stop. They are under his command… and they will obey his every order. He’s compelling them to obey. I glance around, trying to find Ziahra… but she isn’t in the front line… Kash had managed to contact her, and she said she’ll be prepared. He was on edge,
EVANGELINE. ‘Evangeline. You must not let him strike your-’ Luna began. ‘Don’t!’ Evelyn sounds panicked. ‘She needs to know!’ Luna shouts. I push Zerachiel away with immense force, backing up a little while trying to drown out Luna's and Evelyn’s voices in my head. I can’t focus if they’re arguing. Zerachiel growls as he raises the dagger, lunging at me once again. “Zedkiel, if you can hear me… fight this!” I shout breathlessly, fending Zerachiel off. He’s strong, and I know what I need to bring myself to do. I spare a quick glance around; wolves and vampires are clashing in all directions. There’s a darkness growing around them, I can sense it, and I can smell the blood, feeling pack links breaking away. Our warriors are dying… unnecessarily. Our people are suffering once again. “Stop Zerachiel! What do you get from this?!” I shout, my eyes blazing. “This is your doing Evangeline, look around! Wolves and vampires are both dying because of your selfishness.” Zerachiel taunt
EVANGELINE. It’s peaceful… There’s no pain… Is this it? A soft breeze blows gently past me, like a soothing caress of a mother’s touch. I could stay here forever… My mind feels empty, but I feel as if there’s something I should be remembering… something that is important… What is it? The heat of the sun is warming my skin, the soft rustle of the grass beneath me is ever so soothing and I simply want to sleep, but alas, that is not meant to be. “Wake up, child… wake up…” The caress of a hand on my head makes me whimper, unhappy to be disturbed. A musical chuckle makes me crack my eyelids open, peering at my surroundings through my thick lashes, everything is bathed in the golden glow of the warm sun. So peaceful… “Evangeline.” Selene? I turn, before sitting up slowly. I’m wearing the same gown I was before we had returned to Earth and I realise we are somewhere in the other realm. But what happened? Zed! I turn sharply, my heart thundering as everything returns to me in
A/N: In the chapter ‘A Shadowed Moon’ I have made a small amendment which I forgot to include and only saw in my notes now, but for those who don’t want to delete and re-add it, this is the change: ******* “Cowards!” He hisses just as I slam him to the ground. He grunts in pain, and I feel guilty, but this is the only way. He throws me off him, his claws raking through my right shoulder. With such power and strength, it takes me by surprise. Pain rips through my arm and neck, spreading from my shoulder before I hit the ground; the wind is knocked from me, and I hear a menacing animalistic snarl from the left. ******* This was necessary as it was a wound that Zerachiel gave her, and the scars would always remain. END OF A/N ----- EVELYN. Pain tears through me the moment Evangeline strikes Zedkiel, and I feel it shoot through us. I feel the bond breaking and the agony that rips through me takes my all not to scream at her in despair. Goddess… let me die now… I feel something
ZEDKIEL. Her crying terrifies me. I don’t know why she’s crying, but something isn’t right. I feel different too… but I’m not complaining… Without the constant rage that I was battling with, I feel content, just how I did when we had gone to the other realm. I know I’ve lost a part of me, but it is not a part I will mourn over. She did the right thing; she did what was needed and I am beyond proud of her, but her gut-wrenching cries are breaking me. The bond between us sizzles powerfully, but the pain is all I can sense. Why is she so devastated? Her aura isn’t as strong as it was after her powers manifested and even with all the intense emotions it’s obvious, she’s somehow lost some of her powers. Everything is pushed aside as she screams out in anguish, breaking down into wracking sobs. “Our baby Zed… Our baby is gone. I gave our baby away without even realising what I was doing.” She sobs. My heart skips a beat as her words take a moment to register. Our baby? She was pr
ZEDKIEL. A cool wind blows past me as I stare down at the tomb before me with a heavy heart. The funeral was yesterday for all those who passed and for our king… I stare at the engravings on the tombstone. ‘HERE LIES THE BODY OF A JUST KING, A LOVING FATHER, AND A RESPECTED ALLY. SUPREME ALPHA AMBROSE VILKAS’ Father… Four days have passed since our return and there is a lot to do and a lot that we have already done, but we all needed time to mourn those we have lost. We have suffered, and we have all lost someone that we loved. They will not be easily forgotten. I crouch down before the tombstone and look at the flowers that adorn the ground around the grave. Father… I wish I could have told you this when you were alive, but… I want you to know that I appreciated everything you did for me. For the trust, you kept in me. Thank you for treating me as a person and not as a monster… I love you, Father… I close my eyes as I allow my sorrow to wash through me. I lower my head, Maryk
EVANGELINE. Zedkiel is at the king’s grave, and I have decided to go visit Lucia who is still in hospital. Although she is much better, due to how badly she had been injured, the doctors want to keep an extra eye on the baby’s health and with it being common knowledge that it’s Chasyn’s the risk to her health is greater. I was paid respect by everyone I pass; I have easily become recognised as the Queen, but rumour has also travelled that I am a goddess. I do not feel like one when I can’t even save my own child. Every night, I pray and plead for our child to be returned to us, but there is never an answer and I know I will not get one either. I slow down as I reach Lucia’s room. She’s been moved into a private room by herself, and I now knock on the door and enter after she gives me permission. “Hey…” I say softly as I enter, slowly closing the door behind myself and walk over to the bed. “Hello, Evangeline.” She says smiling, she looks better today. Her bruises are all healed,
ZEDKIEL. The day of the final few trials has arrived and those with the heaviest crimes will stand to hear their judgement today. The last few days have weighed heavily on Evangeline. It has taken longer as more people than we initially assumed had ended up playing a part in the crimes committed against the Pack and Kingdom. Some were stripped of rank, others exiled, and some were imprisoned. However, today Danciana, Maryka, Draven, Drystan, and a few of the council members will have their crimes publicly stated, and given the correct punishments that they deserve. Maryka… She had been the one to kill our father. Ragnar had been ready to kill her himself but had to be restrained. It had shaken Chasyn to the core. Yes, it had been glaringly obvious that she did play a huge part but the extent of her part in all of this was huge. She had been planning it with the traitors of the Night Shade Pack for months, and when she had figured out Jeremiah’s plan after Chasyn had refused to fi