She was back there again. Back in the Rogue's pit. Her screams echoed in her head, how her skin had scraped against the rough, jagged walls as she had fallen, and how she had landed so hard with a loud thud. Then, the sound of their mixed snarls and the descent on her body. Many of them. And then above her, watching with that maddening hunger in them, was the Red rogue. It had been the last to strike. The one that ended her life. It was the one that gave her that deep-rooted fear, and the real trauma came from it. Anytime she recalled her death, he was always the main character of it. It had been the most brutal one, especially how it had sunk its long canines into her neck and...They locked eyes, and Rhiannon took a slow step back, her body trembling. She sought the connection she had with Elijah, hoping it would work once again. Then, the rogue lunged. The rogue was faster than her eyes could see. She only had time to blink before she caught a blur of red in the wind, before a
'That is a Question you already know the Answer to,'The words kept ringing in her head, they refused to settle. She swallowed hard, her heart a beating mess. Nothing made sense anymore, and she stood frozen in place. The soft music wafting out of the hollow seemed to drift far away, along with the noise. The celebration became something distant in her head, and her mind kept repeating the last words the Seeress had told her. She knew the answer. Rhiannon knew the answer. "E Elijah...?" She cracked out, eyes filled with horror before she frantically shook her head to get the thoughts out. No! It couldn't be. It can't be Elijah, there must be something wrong. The Seeress must have misread the prophecy or something. Rhiannon clutched her chest, where her heart sat behind. The beat of her heart was only increasing by the second...she needed to calm down. No...she needed answers and being in this state isn't the answer. She was tired of having others tell her about her destiny. She
The Ceremony was held in the Mooncrest Hollow, a sacred crescent-shaped valley deep within Elijah's territory. There were towering white-barked trees encircling the place, and from the branches of the trees hung silver-coloured lamps. In the middle of the place was the Moon Altar, carved from ancient glyphs. The place buzzed with chatter and excitement. At each corner of the room stood two warriors, four standing by the valley's entrance. The Pack had gathered in elegant attire. Some wore silks, leathers and others in their house vigils. Most of the males were shirtless and soft music played by enchanted instruments weaved through the trees, a beautiful melody. The whole place scented of deep earth, wildflowers and... something primal and awakened. Rhiannon walked into the hollow, and for a second, the whole forgot to breathe. Her fitted silver blue dress clung to her elegantly, and the Moonlight seemed to follow her with every step, keeping her in the spotlight. Her head was bra
"Where did who go?"Rhiannon spun around, her eyes slightly widening as she locked eyes with Elijah. He was staring right back at her, and she gave him a soft smile, "I thought you were still busy,"Her gaze shifted from his eyes, wandering further down while hers remained on him, and she noticed he was shirtless today. And as always, her lips parted and a blush crept up her cheeks as her eyes soaked in every masculine detail that constituted his broad chest."You're drooling," Elijah whispered to her, a lazy smile hanging from his lips. He was looking at her again. Rhiannon snapped her gaze back to his face. Elijah usually wore a shirt whenever he was leaving the house, so this was her first time seeing him like this in the sun. His finger came up to her lips, and she sucked in a quiet breath as he rubbed off the drool by the edge, and took the finger to his lips and sucked on it.Another blush crept down between her legs. Oh my."What were you doing here? You sounded like you were l
There was so much confusion in Rhia's head right now. She couldn't wrap her head around what the little boy had just said, and her eyes kept shifting between the drawing and the boy. As her mind reeled, she forced herself to calm down and address this differently, "What's your name?" She asked softly, her eyes warm. "Aiden," He replied. She moved closer to him, "Aiden, why did you say the person in the drawing is my mate?" "Because I saw him with you, in my visions. Both of you were matched by the Moon Goddess. He's your true mate," "Your Visions?" She pushed further, getting even more confused. Rhiannon had just parted her lips to speak, when a loud voice yelled from behind, pulling her attention, "Aiden!" Rhiannon turned around to see the redhead, Naina, fast approaching them. There was a look of barely contained fury in her eyes, and Rhiannon stood up to her feet and watched as Naina stopped next to them, "What do you think you're doing?" She snapped at Aiden. N
Rhiannon was slowly getting used to the dynamics of the Timberfang Pack. It was always fascinating watching them use their powers for resources, and how the magic just forms. Rhiannon was used to being surrounded by water, so earth was very new to her. Elijah had given her permission to move around town at her own leisure, assuring her that no one would confront her when his scent was reeking out of her. He had also given orders to some of his warriors to always follow her around and make sure she's always safe. And right now, she was taking a walk through town. Rhiannon had learnt that Elijah was now having classes with his Pack members, teaching them about the North's Grimoire and everything they would need to know, and right now the Greenhouse was packed with a lot of wolves, making the town almost empty. It was heart-warming watching Elijah teach, not just the book but also when it comes to teaching the pups, and the teenagers during early morning or late night training they