Chris’s P.O.V. “Do you understand now, why I never wanted you to know any of this. Why I just want to forget any of it happened. You think that the worst thing I have done is take Mila from here, and by being part of rescuing her I have somehow redeemed myself from all the hurt I caused. But what about all those other people Chris? The ones who weren’t so lucky, the ones I helped Jett murder and rape. The people I could have chose to save but didn’t. I am nothing more than a monster, and Ebony was right to ask what she did” tears were falling from Narcia’s cheeks, she didn’t really want to share her story with me, and I understood why. But what she didn’t realize, was none of that mattered to me. Of course I wish her life had been different, for her own sake. But all I really cared about was that she was safe and happy now. I would do everything I could to rebuild the pieces of her that Jett took away. “Ness baby, I don’t care. I know that sounds awful, but you can’t change the past.
Narcia’s P.O.V.Time went by, the autumn leaves withered and wilted. Eventually the trees were bare, and the mornings we cold and crisp. The whole pack had been filled with the excited buzz of Mila and Damon’s upcoming wedding. With everything that had happened this past year and Mila’s belly growing bigger every day, they decided they would rather have the wedding sooner, while it was still just the two of them. December came around, the winter snow started to fall and every day gone was another day closer to the wedding, and the imminent arrival of the baby. I had spent as much time with Mila as I could, helping her with different tonics and potions to help with her ever growing list of pregnancy ailments, her bump was large, even for a wolf, and even the simplest of tasks for Mila required more effort than she had spare. The day before the wedding was spent pampering her, taking her mind off of everything and just letting her be the blushing bride and happy mother-to-be. I too was
Narcia’s P.O.V.The world had stopped around us, one minute I was contemplating why on earth Chris would want to have a baby with the likes of me, and the next there was pain. Hurt. I felt the blood drain from my face, I knew who that pain belonged to… it was Mila. “NARCIA! TALIA!” Damon was screaming for us, me and Chris ran through the crowds of people who had gathered around Mila and Damon, she had buckled at the knees and fell to the floor, her glass of tonic in pieces all around us, Damon helped her stand back up and her dress, once a beautiful pure white, now looked more like my own. Blood was dripping down her legs and onto the floor, the hem of her dress dragging through the puddle that now surrounded her, Damon picked her up and carried her back to the house, “ahhh something is wrong.. Narcia! Help me. Mum please! He needs to come out now. He’s dying” She started sobbing, she was frightened and so was I. But me and Luna Talia had been planning for her labor, we didn’t expect
Chris’s P.O.V.The next few months went by slowly, we saw the new year in with Mila, Damon and baby Zachie. He grew bigger every day, slowly bringing us all together again. Ebony was softening, gradually turning back into the girl we all knew before Mila’s kidnap. Brad was happier, more relaxed knowing that Ebony wasn’t going to lose her temper at any moment, and Narcia was finally starting to see herself as a valued member of the pack, she helped Talia a lot with different healing potions and ointment, her magic kept the entire pack in peak condition, they were always so happy and full, the elderly members no longer tired and feeble, they were enlightened, energetic almost. The young ones were less rowdy, they had much better self-control over their tempers, there was still the odd unmated wolf who tried to get a little too close to Narcia for my liking, but I too had better control over my emotions, I would give them a swift warning shot, and they would back down quickly. Every day
Chris’s P.O.V.We spent a couple of hours with Zachie, playing in the meadow, showing him the different feel of things, flowers, stones, trees, the river, he loved the outside world almost as much as Ness did. But before long his appetite was getting the better of him, so we took him home. I carried him pretty much the whole way and every now and then I caught a glimpse of Narcia smiling at us. “What are you thinking?” I asked her. “Nothing much. Just how perfect you look right now” she confessed, blushing furiously. I stuck my tongue out at her and continued on the path home.When we arrived back, Mila was sitting in Damon’s lap and Ebony was still fully immersed into her book. The sound of Zachie’s hungry cries alerted everyone to our presence, Mila immediately shot up and ran over to us, “is everything okay? He’s crying.. did something happen?” she said worriedly. “No Mila he’s fine, just a hungry pup again!” Narica giggled. We were all settling down when Alpha Marcus made an appea
Narcia’s P.O.V.The day of graduation had come. I was back on my feet much quicker than anyone had liked, but I knew my body. And I was fine. Chris always made such a fuss, “I really think you should just stay home with Mila and Zachie. No one would think any different of you for it and I would feel happier knowing you are resting and safe!” Chris called through from the bedroom to the bathroom, I ignored him. He had been badgering me all morning about not pushing myself. “Luna Talia gave me a clean bill of health, I know my own body. I am fine Christopher and I will NOT be missing your big day. Now help me with my dress please…” I exited the bathroom and walked towards my love, he was dressed and ready to go already, he had a navy blue suit, and silver tie, his hair was brushed and styled neatly, and his graduation gown and cap were placed neatly at the end of the bed. I would be the only member of our group not in a graduation gown, high school wasn’t exactly a right of passage for
Narcia’s P.O.V.What had I done? I’ve ruined everything. One minute I was stood enjoying all the atmosphere of elated students graduating and celebrating and the next I’ve lost control of myself, and ready to murder two young girls! I was a monster. I looked at Chris while in my delirium, the look of shock and fear on his face was too much to bare. But I couldn’t stop. Something inside me wouldn’t let these girls get away with what they had done. I was never the jealous one between me and Chris, but when I saw that thing lock lips with him something inside me changed, he pushed her away which should have been enough for me. But it just wasn’t. I needed to teach her a lesson. I wanted to tear her limb from limb, to gauge her eyes out with a spoon! But the witch inside me preferred a less physical torture, I just inflicted pain inside her instead, no real cause of it, there was nothing she could do to stop it because it was all in her mind, it was the same spell I had used on Mila once