ELOISE I stepped inside the halls with a catch in my throat. My breath was heavy and the sight in front of me was blurry. Pushing Matthan away was harder than I thought. It felt like a knife twisting itself into my chest as I fought to get a good grip on myself, but the weight of it all was a bit too much. I practically had a panic attack when my name was called."Here comes Eloise Carter. The newest member of the Aster Pack." The words hit me like an ice water cold shower at full force. My feet stopped before me, and all at once, everything went silent. There was no pain, just a sickening and numbing feeling surrounding me. My hands shook and my breathing was shallow. As I stood there in place, waiting for my heart to stop beating so fast and my breath to slow down, someone held my hand."It's alright," Orla assured me, wrapping my hand around hers. "Let's give them a show. Shall we?" She said with that signature smirk on her lips. It honestly helped. I nodded numbly, trying to breat
ELOISE I was still in a state of complete awe when the Luna of the Aster pack brought me in for a hug and whispered into my ear. "No one can know that you are an ultima. Not even your grandmother." The worry in her voice was heavy even though her face carried a smile. It was disturbing.Keeping the same energy, I asked her a question of my own. "Why did you call me a Luna seed? Isn't that much worse?" I had secrets of my own so I could not divulge to the Luna of this pack as to why a title that seemed to be of great honor revulsed me. She didn't seem to be suspicious of my questions though."Because the wiser ones noticed the change. The shift in the air and the stark difference of your inauguration into werewolf society. It was better to give them something that would satisfy their curiosity or else, things could have done worse for you." She revealed, breaking the hug and walking further to the stage."Did you hear that? Dì Ana, the great mother using me has decided to give the Ast
ELOISEIt was like breathing. Running. I knew it like the back of my hand. I did it whenever circumstances proved to be too much to handle. I was doing it now. The only difference this time around was it wasn't working at all. I could still feel the hot tears burning my eyes, but I couldn't stop running. My chest hurt. Breathing hurt. It didn't even register to me that I was crying in a run until I tripped over something hard and unyielding in my path. A rock probably.As soon as I hit the ground, I rolled over onto my front. The impact jarred the air from my lungs and I curled into myself, clutching my side with one hand while trying to get my breath back with the other. I registered that I was outside of the Aster pack hall. The soft glow of the moon blanketing me and the shrubs were easy giveaways. I remained there wondering why I was doing this to myself especially since I had told myself that I wanted to be free. It wasn't hate I had for Matthan. Dream or not, I had forgiven
DECLAN What were the odds of meeting him again? I had smelled him from miles afar before our paths even crossed. A part of me was dead sure I should have taken another route because I knew what was bound to happen if I saw him. Yet, I had ignored that subtle warning in my head and continued on my way. Pack meetings were usually uneventful. My wolf seemed to want some smoke. I found him a few seconds later, his vehicle parked not too far away. His hood was up and his face was buried in the engine as he cursed away. Car troubles, I supposed. I knew not to get too close especially not with Alice on my back but I couldn't stop myself. He was cute. I stopped my vehicle right in front of him. His entire body paused for a moment and from the corner of his eyes, I noticed his eyes went my way only for him to pretend to busy himself with something under the hood so it would look like he wasn't paying me attention. It awakened something inside me. The hunter buried within. I remained inside
ELOISE Shortly after the ceremony came to a close, Orla found me sitting outside with Matthan. The look on her face was pure gold. I figured I would explain things to her when we were alone. The urgency in her face alone showed she was not concerned with whatever epileptic relationship Matthan and I shared."Eloise, we need to talk."I looked at her, then at Matthan who was staring intently at empty space, content with just holding my hand. He didn't want to be involved with my problems but he didn't want to let me go either. His grasp tightened at my attempt to stand up. It was as if he was afraid that after tonight, things would change and I would go back to hating him and in all honesty, I couldn't promise him that it wouldn't happen. I could promise him tonight though."About what?""I suggest you give the Beta your goodbyes. The car is waiting. We'll talk there." Orla spared Matthan a dismissive look before returning her focus to me."Yeah... Sure..." I said, attempting to ignore
ALICE Things were getting better. Declan had been very cooperative and as the days passed, he had even become bearable. Enough to get myself to believe that this could actually work. Next week was going to be big because he would be announcing in the next pack meeting that we were officially a thing and the ritual would commence. I danced around the room just thinking about it. The title of Luna would be mine soon and the sweetener was I had the Alpha of the Gardenia pack wrapped around my fingers. It was dark and Declan would be back from his pack meeting. I sat in front of the mirror and got to work. I fixed my hair, cleaned my face, and applied lipgloss, I put on some perfume and slipped into my dress. A black lacy gown that barely reached my knees. I looked at my outfit one last time and nodded in approval. This was going to be a night for celebration. I grabbed some chocolate biscuits, opened a bottle of champagne, popped open two glasses, and went out onto the terrace to wait f
ELOISE The ride back to Orla's mansion lacked the luster and the peace of mind I was hoping to have finally achieved after braving through my fear of leaving a life of normalcy. I wished I had actually listened to Fergus. Knowing did make things worse. I just couldn't escape it. The floating thoughts. I barely remembered what happened that night. I didn't see or know how my mother died. But with Fergus' theory floating in my head, I could now picture a scenario and it sickened me even more now that there was a face to accompany it. What if Fadia had actually put up a fight to protect me and failed? I couldn't imagine the horrors that might have been going on in her heart when life began to leave her. Chill seeped beneath my skin as I pictured the despair of failure that would have been on her face. It was unbearable."We were home Eloise." Orla's voice pulled me out of my dark thoughts. She looked at me, concern written all over her features. "You okay?"I nodded but she wasn't convin
DECLAN I was woken up the following morning by the sound of trumpets. The ones that were only sung when someone of great importance arrived at the pack grounds. I slumped to my left expecting to see Alice but she was nowhere to be found. I immediately jumped to my feet and surveyed my surroundings. The clothes I had tossed around were nowhere to be found, implying that Alice had taken care of them. Had she been expecting someone? I wondered. My curiosity did not have to wait though. Servants came knocking soon after. I opened up my front door for them to enter my bedroom. They began cleaning up in haste. The main objective was looking pretty much like they didn't want anyone to notice that I had just spent the last few hours snoring."What is happening?"They ignored me and proceeded to go through my drawers, I watched carefully as they picked out clothing that had the Gardenia crest. Formal wear. That prompted the first question."Who was the trumpet for?""Your parents." They answ