Alpha Damien’s POV:
There weren’t any cars passing us by on the road which was convenient enough with this kind of situation. Drake lit a cigarette standing here with me along the road while Demiana stayed at the back of the car, waiting for Catherine to show up any minute now.
I kept pacing back and forth along the side of the road. My wolf Hercules was feeling a bit worried on his side too. Is she alright? Did something happen to her? It's been about forty-five full minutes since she went in there. She still hasn’t come back. I couldn't even link with her.
Something is definitely wrong. I can feel it in my bones.
Catherine's POV: My head jolted up and in my eyes, I saw my mate. I fought back the tears that threatened to escape from the corners of my eyes, somehow feeling relieved that he had showed up in the right time.“Mate, he has hurt master too much, he needs to be punished!” She spoke again with our voices combined in the most bizarre way. I flinched as the monster growled with a snapping and gnashing of teeth dedicated to none other but Easton who was still on the struggle of pushing my huge paws away from his throat. His face was slowly turning red due to the pressure I have placed on the space in between his head and lungs. Veins popping out his head were made visible with the increasing power of my force. My black midnight wolf reveled at the sight of him suffering underneath its paws, and it g
Catherine's POV: With short, frantic, panicking breaths I peered at every area across the secret room. My eyes finally landed on the small figure of poor Lilith, but her face revealed great fear and despair. The skin under her eyes easily became swollen from crying, her cheeks wet from tears and red.Large, heavy-looking arms hugged her small chest tightly that she probably can’t even breathe. A huge dirty hand covered her mouth and poor Lilith was screaming underneath it. Her screams were not heard clearly because of Easton’s large calloused hand over her small mouth.“Shut up!” Easton shouted at Lilith’s ear, which made Lilith freeze automatically in his grasp while forcing herself to keep her breathing steady for the sake of life.I let out a deep, dangerous
Catherine's POV:‘What do you mean? You want to choose this crazy bastard?’ Alpha Damien’s disgruntled voice echoed through my head. Instead of answering him truthfully, I just walked towards Easton, completely ignoring him. I firmly clenched his jacket that was wrapped around my body down to my thighs. “Just let the pup go, and I will come to you.” I said while holding one of my arms up leveled to my chest. Alpha Damien stood frozen in his spot, shocked and in pain.“How do I know you're not fucking with me?” Easton pulled little Lilith closer into his lower body, taking small steps back while drawing out a small knife from his pocket jeans. He pointed the sharp edge of the knife to Lilith’s neck, making my heart beat
Catherine's POV:Easton’s eyes widened in surprise as I strode unbelievably fast to get away from him.“You fucking bitch!!!” He spatted at me, clenching his fists into a ball and glaring at me murderously.Betrayal and disbelief became evident in his eyes as he watched me move unexpectedly just when he thought things were going exactly the way he wanted it. Tables turned so fast he didn't even see it coming.Drake rushed towards him like lightning. He held him down before Easton can even get to me and Lilith whose body was trembling so violently behind my back. She let out tiny sobs which were almost inaudible if not for the heightened hearing ability of us werewolves
Catherine's POV:“You knew my mother, didn't you?" I asked in utter disbelief. It was probably more of a statement rather than a question, since I remember so well that she were friends with my mother when I was a pup. If that was the case, then she must have had a great part to play in the betrayal that happened eight years ago! She were friends with my mother, and she knew I was my mother's daughter all along, yet she watched me suffer all these years right in front of her eyes. She watched me bear the suffocating pain of being tortured and alone in those eight fucking years in slavery.She widened her eyes, leaving her mouth a little open perhaps from the shock. I didn't take my eyes away from her face as I walked to
Catherine's POV: Dumbfounded, I stared through her face, seeing nothing but an empty space which I found myself lost within. “Witches... Exist?” I asked unknowingly, looking at her in disbelief. “Yes, they do... Well, that includes...” Her eyes traveled around the room before they looked right back at, as if she still wasn't sure whether or not to tell me one thing I desperately wanted to know. “You.” The truth. I furrowed my brows, unsure about whether it is a fact that I ought to take her word for what I really am, other than a werewolf. A witch. I felt my mind go blank for the second time. This is impossi
Catherine's POV:I gasp as I stumbled back, my eyes fixed on my mother's face. They were going to perform a sealing ritual? What for? Why? What power did the seven-year old me have that they even had to go all the way here to perform a freaking sealing ritual on me?“No matter how many times I tell her, she can't understand the importance of keeping her powers under control. I'm afraid she will only become too powerful for her own good.” Her voice came out strong and firm, as she stared at me from the distance.My brows furrowed while hearing her speak words that were
Catherine's POV: (Still reliving Grecietta’s memory)“Circumdare igni!” My mother said in a loud voice, not bothering to give any response to the little girl’s innocent question, nor her plea.Suddenly, she found herself lying in the middle of a ring of blazing fire. I watched, gasping in horror wondering if this was truly real. I noticed and felt as I started at my young self breathe heavily just as how I feel myself breathing right now. I saw my mother walk closer to the ring of fire and mumble something, lowering her voice as if she didn't want anybody else to hear her say words I cannot under