After a long night of lovemaking, I collapsed on the bed beside her and fell into a deep sleep with her in my arms. I couldn’t get enough of her. Her intoxicating scent, the way she fit so perfectly with me. For the first time, I didn’t dream of our past, but of my hopes for the future. A few hours later I awoke to knocking at my door, groggily I looked around, Isla wasn’t with me, but I could hear her in the shower. I got up, putting on my jeans and headed downstairs to answer the door. “What?” I asked, irritated, as I opened the door. Ashina was standing in the doorway with a worried expression on her face. “Where were you, I’ve been trying to mind-link with you all morning?” “I was sleeping. What’s wrong?” “The other Elders have returned.” She informed walking into the room looking around. “What? They aren’t supposed to be back yet. I have at least a day and a half.” I panicked. “I thought we did, too. I’ve gone through all my research. There’s nothing proving anything one wa
I was having a quiet, relaxing day; After eating breakfast, tidying up and showering, I finally had a chance to read some of the book. I had found in the secret library and I was confident it was the proof Anders was looking for. Hope had soared through me at the thought of actually being free and not having to hide who I was anymore. I was a little worried that the Elders would not believe the information, but I’d cross that bridge when I came to it. I had just hidden the book away for safekeeping when some asshole broke down Anders’s door, a tall scrawny man with scars covering his face and long black hair marched in, evil evident in his gaze. "Who the hell are you?" I yelled at the intruder, readying myself for a fight. “So, this is where he is hiding you.” He sneered as he walked into the room, followed by six large men. I backed up. I had no weapons to defend myself and although I could fight, I was outnumbered. Mentally checking that I still had my illusion, I positioned mysel
The four of us bolted up the stairs as another scream echoed throughout the castle. We ran towards my tower, stopping in the middle of the hallway, speechless. Zeeb was dragging Isla out of the tower by her waist with a bloody sword in his hand and her hand was… missing, the bracelet I had made was lying on the floor behind her along with her severed hand, from what I could see of the open door broken furniture debris and blood was everywhere. I looked at her face as tears lined her cheeks as she struggled against Zeeb to be freed. I could tell she had put up a fight by the chaos i could see and the state of Zeebs men. Anger surged through me as I moved and stood in front of them. “What the fuck are you doing?” I yelled at him. “She’s under my protection. Let her go!” “Not anymore! You found nothing saying she isn’t a threat, and we agreed to execute her. You are going back on your word, Alpha!” he asked, ready to fight. Two large men I hadn’t met stood beside him. Reading the seve
Zeeb removed the sword from my neck. I could feel the blood slide down my chest as the blade was removed. He forced me to walk with him down the hallway. Turning to his henchmen and the witch Faye, he ordered, "Get out of here. I can't have you blowing my cover." They nodded and left, seeming to melt into the shadows of the castle. Zeeb dragged me out of the castle. “Where are you taking me?” I bit out roughly, still struggling against his hold. “I told you I’m your executioner. Always have been. Every time you're reborn, I find you and kill you or have one of my fallen kill you. The immortal scythe has been really handy since I stole it a thousand years ago. The witches were quick to blame the pack for the crime.” “Fallen? Immortal scythe? That belongs to the Shadow Moon Pack. They were the ones who kept killing me.” "Fallen is what I call the Shadow Moon Pack. Anyway, all my attempts have failed. You picked up on the poison my guard brought you, it's a shame it's so hard to mak
I looked around my destroyed Livingroom and kitchen. Blood and debris were scattered everywhere, along with one of Zeebs men dead on the floor. I felt proud that she had killed him. Even outnumbered, she could put up a fight. Still, I should've been here to protect her. Two men lay unconscious on the floor, it was a mistake for Zeeb to leave them behind. I mind linked with Shaw, "There are two men unconscious in my quarters. Send two trusted guards to retrieve them and take them to the dungeon." "Right away." What was my next move? I had to come up with something. There had to be something? I knelt and tied the men's hands together so they couldn't wake up and escape. Ashina spoke in my head, “Zeeb is responsible for the guard trying to poison her. He is Alpha Kylen’s dad. If you have an ace in your sleeve, now is the time to use it. He is planning to execute her now. One of my friends has set out to contact a witch to free you. I will try to stall. Good luck.” My mind struggled
Handing me the cloth, she nodded and left. "I am going to make sure Zeebs death is slow and painful," I bit out as I carefully removed what was remaining of her burned clothes and cleaned her skin of the soot and blood that covered it, after I was finished, I covered her with a light blanket and drew the curtains that hung around the bed closed to give her privacy in case we had visitors. No sooner had the curtains closed than my brothers burst into the room looking around wild-eyed. “Where is she? Is she ok?” I nodded, “You know as well as I that she’d have to be rendered to ash before she would be considered dead. She’s regenerating but hasn’t woken up.” Alec handed me the book that I had left outside as him, and Thane moved to sit down. Absent- mindedly, I sat down on the chair that I had moved beside the bed and flipped through the pages and came across one page that drew my attention. A picture Of Isla’s birthmark was drawn inside. Curious, I read, (this mark is the mark of the
Alec and Thane walked ahead of us as we headed to the dining hall. “Are you sure about bringing me?” I questioned, remembering how divided the pack had been earlier in the courtyard. Half wanted me dead and the other, well, I’m not exactly sure what they wanted. I wasn’t sure if I was up for dealing with a bunch of bitchy wolves. “I promise no one will hurt you.” He answered, holding my hand, “or they’ll have to deal with me.” He finished in barely a whisper. The dining hall overflowed with wolves as Anders led me to his table at the head of the room. Alec and Thane had already sat down. I hate being stared at. I thought as eyes turned to look at me, different variations of emotions lining their faces. Some looked welcoming. Others did not, especially the young females of the pack. After I sat down, I looked at the room and the paintings on the walls, not wanting to meet the gazes I could feel piercing my body. The room was huge, with benches and tables everywhere. People sat and
Flabbergasted, I stared as I processed the fact that the Moon Goddess stood before me in my own hall. The battles and arguments stopped as she looked around the room, looks of bewilderment and fear on their faces. Eyeing the book still in Hemmings hand, she walked over to his table and asked, “May I?” in a musical but powerful voice. He nodded, "Og course Goddess," he replied and handed it to her. Looking at the book, she frowned and held it to show the crowd. “I had sent visions to Elder Zeeb, as well as a few others, to create these books over a thousand years ago. He was told to inform the packs of the intents of the hybrids and to give them information about my daughter. I gave her that birthmark so she wouldn’t be misidentified.” She gestured towards me. “So, she would be protected as she fulfilled her duties.” She shook her head, disappointed. "Instead, Elder Zeeb buried the information, killing the other wolves I had tasked with this, and plotted to kill her incarnations and