“Flora…Argentine? ReedStone Pack?” Emma looked at the paper then towards me, before turning her attention back to the papers again. “They knew?”
I felt my hands and feet go numb from the shock of it all.
Yes, Malachi knew, that much he had made clear to me the night I got my memories back. But this room? This section? These all fell under Ezra’s jurisdiction.
She knew! She had known all along!
My knees gave out and I fell to the floor at an awkward angle and if it weren’t for both Emma and Daphne’s quick response, I would’ve fallen onto the files, crumbling the fine paper.
“Flora!” Both women said at the same time, settling me down properly against the back wall so I didn’t risk falling over once more.
“They knew…” I whispered to my friends, once I was able to speak past the knot in my throat. It was difficu
Flora’s P.O.VI knocked on Ezra’s door once again.I was very much aware that it was past two in the morning and she must be tired and asleep, especially after the ceremony tonight, but I didn’t…just couldn’t wait till morning to discuss this with Ezra.I raised my hand once more to knock on her ornate mahogany door, but before I could rasp my knuckles on the wood, the door opened to expose a tired looking Ezra in a bath robe and her hair wet. The scent of her lavender shampoo told me she had just gotten out of the shower.“Flora?” Ezra looked at me in confusion. “What brings you here at this hour?”“I need to talk to you…its urgent.” I told her, the weight of the book unusually heavy inside the bag.“Of course.” Ezra moved aside to let me in and I snuck into her room, feeling much more relieved after she had shut the door behind us.
Flora’s P.O.VThe winds howled through the walls of the tower; the sky a dark, dark black with the full moon the only source of illumination.Any other day, I would’ve admired the moon. Would’ve praised how it blanketed the world in silver, spreading its tendrils to every corner of the planet…seeping into the waters of the lake.But now, after what I had learned today…everything seemed to be falling apart. The moon no longer looked beautiful; rather, it felt ominous. In fact, it seemed to swallow all other stars in its vicinity tonight, like a giant black hole ready to suck in anything around it.I rested my hand on one of the pillars in the tower balcony trying to piece together what I knew and what I learned.Blood sacrifices…the true meaning of the Blood Moon Ceremony. And not just any blood…the blood of true lovers.My mind felt like it was about to explode once
Flora’s P.O.VAndre’s arms came around me instantly, holding me to his chest as he deepened the kiss.The wrongness of it all hit me full force and I knew I had made a mistake.This wasn’t how it was supposed to be! This wasn’t the person I was supposed to be with, or kiss or let him touch me. I felt my skin crawl at the thought of going any further and I hit his chest a couple times to let him know I was uncomfortable.A growl left Andre’s throat as he pulled me even closer, to the point where I was plastered against him. And I knew I had to stop him.Gathering all my strength, I pushed him back with my wolf’s force, making him release me and tumble to the floor, but not before I felt one of his claws slice through the exposed skin on my arm. He wasn’t just a werewolf, but a soldier with immense strength and I had a hunch that if I hadn’t taken him by surprise, I wouldn’t have
Flora’s P.O.VClay growled deep in his throat and tore away from me.At first I thought it was because I had Andre’s scent on me, but when he kept looking at my arm, I frowned and looked down to find blood.“What-?”When did I- but then I remembered that when I had pushed Andre off of me, he had accidentally scratched me with his claw. The bleeding had stopped and only a dark red line of dried blood remained that too would heal by morning. But Clay was probably angry I got hurt by him.“It’s alright,” I told him, cautiously taking a step in his direction. “It’ll heal soon. I’ll be fine.”“He hurt you!” Clay said, his voice a growl. “I saw!”My entire being came to a standstill. “You saw?”“Everything.” Clay nodded in confirmation and I felt like the ground had been removed from under my feet.
Flora’s P.O.V“Flora?”I turned back to face Daphne, my hands clenched by my side. Out of all the people who could’ve caught me returning back to my room, Daphne was the worst one.She might have a wild streak in her; she might like doing some things that were considered dangerous and naughty…but I doubted kissing rogue wolves was something she would consider anything but stupid and risky. Not to mention the betrayal I felt the instant I heard her voice and my brain connected the dots.“Yes.” I answered her, my voice coming out shrill and overly-friendly. “You wanted something?”“Yes.” Daphne folded her hands in front of her chest. “I wanted to know what you were doing out in the woods at this time in the morning.”Shit!“Come with me.” I reached out and took her hand before tugging her along with me to my room. I had to keep lo
Flora’s P.O.VI needed to get out of here. I needed to be with Clay.I paced around my room restlessly, unsure of what I was to do next.No, it wasn’t that I was unsure of what I had to do next…it was more along the lines of how I was supposed to do it.I found myself fiddling with my pendant unconsciously as I paced in front of the window. The last I had seen Clay, he had to flee because of Andre’s guards and I told him to return tonight. No matter what happens, I plan on keeping my promise.**I have a lot to lose as well, if I decide to help you and no matter what you think I’m capable of, know that I’m always on your side and that is one truth that even the Goddess cannot change.**Ezra’s voice kept playing in my head as I kept going over my conversation with her last night. Why would she have anything to lose? Why was I or Clay in any way related to her?Was she
Ezra’s P.O.V I placed the moon crystals in a circle around myself, keeping to my position right at the centre of the circle. The crystals all looked like tiny full moons, all in perfect rounds in a beautiful milky white colour and bearing some kind of black marbling on them. Even though the moon was no longer full or at its brightest, it still held power. As the Shrine Maiden, I could harness that power and bestow it upon my Alpha and my packmates, making them stronger, more resilient to the rogues and powerful in their own right. Shrine Maidens were created because the Moon Goddess needed a medium to bestow her powers on her beloved creations, her werewolves. And since the Shrine Maiden’s body alone wasn’t enough to hold all the power, the Lunar Maidens were created. I like the peace and quiet it provided, this meditation a while drawing on the power of the Moon. It was a feeling of being in heaven itself, of being bathed in the pure
Andre’s P.O.V“General.” A soldier knocked on my door at midnight.“Come in,” I called out; placing the book I had been reading on the table in front of me. “What is it?”“General…it’s your mate.” He panted, looking as if he had run quiet a distance before reaching here.“What about my mate?” I stood up from my chair, instantly alert.“I saw her leaving just now.” He said almost fearfully. “She had a bag and she escaped to the woods.”“And no one stopped her?” I asked incredulously. “What about the castle guards?”“I think they sensed her…but they let her go.” He gulped. “I came running when I saw that the guards didn’t try to stop her. And I didn’t have authority.”“Fuck!” I slammed my hand on the hardwood table and it shook under