Artemis POV When Dragana opened up the portal, I did not know what to expect. I knew we were going into a treacherous situation – by all accounts. What I read about the Yamuna River, coupled with what King Solomon said, did not look promising or encouraging. Surely, we were walking into danger, but none of that mattered. I loved her. I loved her with every breath I took and would gladly lay my life down for her, as I would for Roman. My connection to him was different, but there was love in my heart for him too, love, loyalty and friendship that only came from years of shared life like we had. We live in a strange world, one that to humans, at least most, would be incomprehensible. When I was young, I thought about their ways, the way they love, the way they live. I wondered what my life would be if I were born a human. I observed them, read about them, and thought to myself. Imagine having to work so hard, continuously on the verge of injury or death, struggling for most hours of you
Roman POVWe sat down in the darkness that enveloped us. It was not like anything we had ever seen, it was permeating, ever dark, ever shadowy. It almost all felt unreal, as if we stepped into a realm unseen, something made of the darkness itself. Although I was initially reluctant to have Art join me, I was grateful for his presence, for his stoic aura and his support. Still chewing on a piece of beef jerky, I set up a temporary camp. We had moved far, and I knew we did not have a lot of time, but I needed to talk to him. Events back home did not allow us a conversation, and I needed to speak to the only other man Dragana loved. I needed to come up with a plan. Just in case. Just in case I did not make it out of here, I needed to know that he would love her as she deserved to be loved. In truth, I already knew that, but somehow, my heart was heavy, and I simply needed my friend.I knew he was restless seeing the dark waters. In truth. I was too; however, I did not want to admit it. I
Beta Artemis POVAs we sat by the willowy tree in the ever-encompassing darkness, I started to feel…. Well… different, would be the best explanation. There was something here… Something an eye could not see, something that devoured your very soul. Emir whimpered, and this was strange – my wolf was a warrior, unfazed by anything. Roman was chewing on his food, looking at me strangely, his eyes flickering between him and Caleb, something happening, something he did not share. “Can you reach Caleb?”, I asked Emir and the definite answer was no. Our wolves could not communicate to one another and that was a huge red flag! I did not know what was happening. The darkness around us started moving and through the shadows I heard her voice… Faint at first, but then I felt her. I felt her calling to me, I felt her presence, her scent, her ever-present light… I opened my eyes, and there she stood before me, my beautiful Dragana, smiling at me, in flesh.It had only been moments since we left the
“Dragana”… I heard the voice of beta Artemis outside my door.. “Come in” I said, my hands still mixing the herb pouches, looking like a mess, my hair all over the place.. It was that time again, the warriors needed the protection spells and we also needed cleansing ones. My hands were all covered in dirt and herbs, and I even have forgotten time – it took me a whole day, but I was making excellent progress. Some of the ladies in the pack have offered their assistance, but they had no powers, no magic. For the best potency, only magic laden hands should touch and mix everything, before they are sealed in the pouches.A tall, very handsome, dark skinned man with eyes of hazelnut, long thick black hair and chiseled face walked in…Dressed in plain black shirt and jeans, his huge, ripped muscles were obvious and his arms looked like trees. His face was serious, but there had always been kindness and flicker in his eyes. It is much more then I could ever say for anyone else in this pack – t
I did not want to be here.. I did not know why I was meeting him here and to what end. Since I have been his prisoner for now over 10 years, I have never seen his chambers, nor did I ever thought I would. First off, his father captured me when I was very young.. Secondly, my powers rested on the condition of my celibacy, the old Alpha understood that, I thought to myself…Alpha King Roman was known for many things with the packs – one of those things was his prolific sex life. Most men are not saints, but Alpha King Roman had a reputation of serious philanderer. I do not recall him ever having a committed relationship. Granted, he has never found his mate, which was very unusual too.“Ah, Beta Artemis, you are here”… a strong husky voice, belonging to Alpha King said.. Alpha, Art simply bowed, and pushed me forth. “Dragana, how lovely of you to join”.. I looked up to be met with dark blue eyes belonging to Alpha King.. “My Lord”, I said simply and bowed..“No need for formalities.. We
His large hand remained steady on my lower back and held me in place, but at least I could breathe.. Air filling my lungs stung for a second and my chest felt like they will explode until I regained my composure.. “Alpha King…Roman.. I tried to say firmly, but gently.. you know I cannot be defiled, my powers will leave if I am no longer a virgin.. I will not be able to assist you or the pack, I will not be able to see or even create protections.. I am sorry - I cannot marry you”.. I said trying to breathe and coughing up, however, my strength coming back to me..“BULLSHIT!!!”.”ABSOLUTE, ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT”!!!! Alpha King jumped up, screaming and pacing across the room with unimaginable force.. This was a sensitive issue for him, that much was clear.. I did not understand why or what he really wanted from me – there were plenty of well bred, beautiful, single she-wolves who would have wanted to carry his offspring. Some would even forgone the marriage or the title of a Luna, only to be
He was right.. My body did betray me shamelessly and despite of the fact that he was one who held me captive and was also a total douche, my body reacted in a very unexpected and inexplicable way did want him.. I was 25 years old, and have never experienced a man’s touch.. Mother and I were captured shortly before my 15th birthday and brought to this pack by Roman’s father, Alpha King Jonathan. I had never dated, as the prophecies were told of my powers and loss of same powers, if I shall get romantically involved with a man. I understood what it meant, I helped deliver some of the pack’s children and soothed many broken hearts of young girls over the years; either with listening, advice or herbal teas at time. I always thought that mine was the life of celibacy, and that this was demanded by the Goddess for bestowing gifts to me. Your mother knew love. She knew a man, a soft voice in my head said.. This was true and as Alpha King stated, she did not ever lose her powers, in fact the
Stumbling back out of King’s chambers, I felt disheveled. I never expected him to cross that line, despite knowing how ruthless and selfish he can be. There was no reason for him to look for me, there were plenty of she-wolves at his disposal should he have wanted an heir or simply sex. I was off limits, at least I thought that until today.Beta Art stood by the door as I walked out. His caring eyes flickered gold looking at me and I could see that he was concerned, yet I sensed conflict in him. After all his loyalty would always be to Roman. “Do you need my help going back” he asked..I genuinely did not want company.. I needed a bath, I needed to scrub the feeling of being violated from my mind and body in every way.. “I will be ok” I said softly nodding at him.. I almost ran through the corridors to my room, walking in locking the door, knowing fully well it did not mean a thing if I did. Anyone here, she-volves included could break that door. They could not break the barrier thoug