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
Catherine's POV:Oh Goddess. Oh Goddess!I snapped. Instant regret overtook me and my jaw dropped to the ground unknowingly. Panting with heavy breaths, my body froze in panic after realizing I had just yelled at him for no reason. My mind was out of control because of intense emotions I had gotten from reliving Grecietta’s memory. Probably when the first thing I saw was Alpha Damien standing in front of me and dominating me with his harsh command, I wasn't able to acquire full control over my emotions that have gone wild.I heard Demiana gasp in the background, and w
Catherine's POV: I was lying on my bed, staring at the pristine white tiled ceiling thinking about those words.“Your mother is alive.”“The seal could only be broken either if she’s dead, or chose not to break it. You need to look for her, ask her to break the seal. She is still out there.”They resonated inside my mind ever since I got out of that packhouse. When we drove back home that night nobody spoke to me on the way. It was eerily quiet. Too quiet that the sound of crickets and rustling of the wind were the only ones that produced some noise to fill the air. A
Alpha Damien’s POV:It stings. The pain from her rejection still affected me so much I can barely even hold it in. I was never one to be sulking here because I got dumped by a girl. Never. Well, maybe this was different because she was my fucking mate. My Goddess-given mate. And I was never, ever, not once in my goddess damned life have I ever been dumped or rejected by anyone I ever knew until she walked into my life, breaking my all-time record of ‘Never been rejected Alphas’. I was on the top of that list. But here I am now, hardly recovering from the pain of rejection. Had I known that she said that just to trick that cocky little bastard, I wouldn't have considered it a rejection. Hence, my record would remain as is.Honestly, who the fuck cares? I was still rejected. No matter the reason, she still rejected me. And it hurt, so fucking bad. Not to mention I just found out who she is, a half-breed werewolf and a half-witch. I rubbed my temple with my fingers, closing my eyes. T
Beta Drake's POV: I lick the corners of my mouth as I travel my gaze over to Catherine's damn sexy lips. Sparks of electricity waved down my spine as I was feeling her small hands brush my hand when suddenly, I heard the door creak and sensed Damien’s dominating aura surround us within the room. My eyes peered at him standing by the door, and they widened instantly upon seeing the murderous look he was giving me at this very moment. Fuck. I am going to be one dead beta. ------- (Several minutes ago) My hand was over my Luna’s mouth as I gazed into her beautiful emerald eyes. I was in awe. I can't even move as I was taking in her beauty even with my hand covering her mouth. I was just planning to stop her from saying the cursed word out loud for the whole pack to hear. Because if they got the chance to know that Catherine was a witch, there's going to be chaos everywhere in this place. And I ain't about to get myself in none of that shit. I don't want it to be adding to my stress l