POV: Elder RovinWatching the mayhem through my ancient obsidian mirror, I stood in my concealed chamber. Ivory was organizing the group in anticipation of a rescue operation. How little she understood about the real threat.Something shadowy materialized out of the shadows. "Master, the Alpha, and his team are secured in the shadow realm. Satisfied, I nodded. "What about the girl? Darcy?The animal paused. "Her abilities become more potent. Her visions can present a challenge. I scowled. This was not what I expected. "So, we have to move rapidly. Is Mia prepared?"Yes, sir. She is waiting for your cue.Ivory's determined face caught my attention as I went back to the mirror. "Not too long, young wolf. You'll realize the cost of power very soon."With a wave of my hand, the vision changed to show Darrel imprisoned in the shadow world. He struggled with his restraints, but they remained tight."Such a spirit," I muttered. "It will make breaking him all the sweeter."Darcy and Jeremy we
POV: Darrell WilliamsI paced the tiny space, thinking all over. Now that everything had passed, Ivory and I were by ourselves. The atmosphere was heavy with unsaid words.I said, "Ivory," but then I stopped. How even should I start?Her eyes were attentive but fatigued as she gazed at me. "Darrel, we need to talk. "Sitting across from her, I nodded. "Yeah, we do."We merely looked at each other for a moment. Then the words just flowed. We both said, "I'm sorry," at the same moment. I laughed out loud, and Ivory grinned as well. It eased some of the pressure."You ought to go first," I said. Ivory inhaled deeply. I apologize for having left. For not having faith in you. For everything."Something lifted from my chest. "I apologize as well. It was my duty to defend you more fiercely. I ought to have had faith in us.""Why didn't you?" Ivory whispered her question.I touched my hair with my hand. "I was afraid. Bewildered. I wasn't sure what to think when they told me that I had wounded
POV: DarcyIt felt strange to wake up. My brain ached, and I had unsettling memories. Monsters and shadows. Additionally, light. A brilliant light that dispelled the shadows."Darcy?" Mom spoke softly. "How are you feeling?"I blinked and looked about me. My parents were in my room, but I was alone. That was peculiar. I said, "I'm okay." "What happened?"Mom and Dad exchanged a look. They appeared concerned. Dad said, "What do you remember?" I gave it some serious thinking. "Shadows were present. Negative shadows. Jeremy was also terrified. And after that, light?" My mother took a seat on my bed. "Darcy, an incident occurred. Something... unique.""Special?" I was unable to comprehend. Dad gave a nod. "My dear, you accomplished something incredible. You kept us alive." I was truly perplexed now. "How? I'm only a little child." Mom grasped my hand. "Darcy, you're not simply a child. You are unique. You're gifted."Gifts?" I straightened up. "Like presents?" Dad laughed. "Not precisely.
POV: HardinI wiped the perspiration from my brow and moved closer to the Silver Claw pack boundary. I was sweating, but not because of the intense heat. The future of our pack could be made or broken by this meeting."Remember," I whispered to myself, "to be powerful without being menacing." amiable but not feeble. "As I got closer, the border guards became more tense. I held up my hands to signal that I was okay."I'm Hardin, hailing from the Purple Moon pack," I exclaimed. "I'm here to speak with Alpha Marcus. "The guards glanced at each other. At last, one gave a nod. "Follow me."I couldn't help but be in awe of Silver Claw territory as we strolled. It was bigger than ours, with crystal clear streams and verdant forests. Understandably, they had previously hesitated to ally with us.In a clearing, Alpha Marcus was standing by. He had sharp blue eyes and a big, sturdy build. "Hardin," he uttered in a low voice. "What brings you to our lands?" I inclined my head a little. "Alpha Ma
POV: Ivory WellsThey say Life is perfect when you are young and in love. Would I have ever thought that I would ever lose Darrel? Nah, not in my wildest dreams.. “We have arrived,My love.” He said,parking in front of the hotel that would be used to host my Birthday. I sat still in the car, willing the anxiousness inside of me to be gone. I sighed and alighted from the car. Darrel took my hands and squeezed it reassuringly. I sighed. Here goes nothing.“Happy Eighteenth Birthday, Ivory Wells!!” I heard screams and Camera flashes and I smiled. My girlfriends, Candy and Tiara walked up to me and handed me a birthday gift. “We love you, Ivory.” They both chorused and I smiled.“Thanks girls.” I said and we all hugged each other. Darrel held my hands and kissed it, and I smiled. “I’ve got a surprise for you.” He whispered in my ears and I smiled at him.Darrel and I had been in a relationship since I was 13, and he was Fifteen years old. I had my parents, Darrel, who was the son of the
POV: Darrel William.I never knew that watching TV could bring so much pain and sadness. And so much Anticipation,Longing for someone. I was sitting in my living room after a long day of work when I turned on the news. Just like any other day, I was expecting to hear stories about politics, weather, and maybe even some human-interest pieces. “Here we have seated with us, the brave investigative Journalist,who assisted in bursting the crime ring that the Anthony family has been terrorising New York for 30 years. Let’s welcome, Ivory Wells.” I heard as I sat on the chair in front of the TV. Ivory walked into the arena, her smile bright.A smile that I had missed for years. Seven years. Seven years had passed since I had set eyes physically on Ivory. Not ever since I angrily banished her from the pack, years ago. She was different, very different from the 18 year old Ivory I had known, fallen in love with and chased away.The girl who had once been reserved and quiet was now bold and
POV: Ivory Wells.I woke up on Monday morning feeling refreshed and ready to take on a new week. Last week had been a successful investigation and I was proud of myself for the hard work I had put in. As I got dressed, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as I thought about how far I had come in my career.I got into my car and made my way to work, turning on some upbeat music to psyche myself up for the day ahead. As I pulled into the parking lot, I noticed my boss, Mr. Johnson, waiting for me. He looked serious, and I wondered what was going on."Good morning, Ivory," Mr. Johnson said as I approached him."Good morning, Mr. Johnson. Is everything alright?""Yes, everything's fine. I just wanted to give you this." He handed me a pale yellow envelope with no return address.I looked at the envelope suspiciously. "What is it?""It's from Darrel. The same guy that has been sending Numerous Letters, for over a year now." Mr. Johnson said, his expression neutral. And I sighed.
POV: Ivory Wells.“Jeremy. This is Miss Ivory Wells. Ivory, this is Jeremy, Alpha Darrel’s firstborn child.” He said and I staggered back, Anger filling me up.What sort of Mockery was this? How dare Darrel try to rile me up, by sending me his son, when my child had died in my own fucking hands?! My heart pounding with anger and disgust as I was sure that they had done this to provoke me. I could feel my muscles tense up, and my hands balled into fists as I struggled to maintain control over my emotions. Jenna had been a hateful person but this was an all-time low for Darrel.I knew they would go to any lengths to make me miserable, but I never thought they would stoop so low as to bring a child into their twisted games. The little boy in front of me was Jeremy, the son of Darrel and Jenna. He was brought by Darrel's Beta, Hardin, and my blood boiled as I realized this meant they were trying to manipulate me with an innocent child."Take him away," I said to Hardin, struggling to ke