Daliah I woke up with the worst twist to my stomach that made it impossible to eat, or even keep the contents of much down. My vision blurred, my chest ached, and I could feel the sweat on my skin. It took all of my effort to stumble my way from the bedroom to Mrs. Lanzetta's front door, and when I got there, I couldn't knock. Instead, I fell forward into the wooden door, and she rushed out to help me inside. Several hours have passed of the same thing. Hovering over her toilet, she was holding my hair while I heaved over and over again. On my way into the bathroom, I caught the awful sight of myself in the mirror. My usual tan skin is pale and yellow, and I groaned dramatically when I saw my reflection. With a heavy breath, I lean backwards until I'm leaning against the wall behind me. The sound of Ben clearing his throat in the doorway drew my glance slowly towards him, praying his presence was all a figment of my imagination. The hope is futile, and he stares back at me while I
BenOne of our contacts in the city is having an issue following orders from us. Kyle and I were with the witch most of the night last night trying to help Jessie and her get the Hex off Daliah, and we weren't able to break it until nearly 3 in the morning. After 3 hours of sleep, we are headed into the city to Moonlight Entertainment."Benny! How are you? Tony talked to you, ya?" A man, Alfonzo, greets us at the door. Alfonzo is human and a part of the mafia business that Antonio had arranged through Moonlight Entertainment. He is a rare one among us. "Tony's been a bit busy, I'm sure you understand," I tell him, brushing the wrinkles from my suit when he pats my shoulder. "Sure, sure. That man never could sit still, eh?" He says with a laugh that neither Kyle nor I responds to. The bar is empty and closed from the previous night, because they don't open until about 6 pm. The chairs and barstools are upside down on the counters, the cage to the liquor is pulled down and locked, and
Daliah The moment my mind drifts to Ben, I am rewarded with the sound of his voice in my head. He has already found the witch, and when I asked what happened, he didn't answer. He told me to meet him in his office when they got back with her, and now, I am pacing inside his office. I feel him before I see him, a feeling I am not yet used to after being accepted into the pack during the ceremony. I might not have been made Luna or been able to complete the mating ceremony, but I am a part of the pack now. That means I know when my Alpha is coming, and for some reason, that thought sends warmth to more places than my stomach.The handle to the door turns, and I hold my breath in anticipation of what I might find. The first thing I see is Ben's head, peeking through the door to find me first, before pushing it open all the way. The sight of him calms my nerves slightly, but when I see the witch, they return. "My God, what happened to her?" I ask quickly as Kyle stumbles through the do
BenI hadn't left her side in two days, but the following morning, she insisted I get to work. There will be little to no preparation for our mating ceremony since we are doing it as wolves, which gives me more time to try to find this fucker, Carter. Jessie called me yesterday, stating she found where the witch who has the hex on Daliah is. She has given me the coordinates, and it is Kyle and my first stop today."Do you think she'll put up a good fight?" Kyle asks, shifting in the passenger seat with excitement while I drive. He hasn't had a lot of time to be his usual brute self lately, between Daliah and my wedding, and finding his mate. I can practically feel the excitement radiating from him the closer we get. "I don't know. We need to be ready for anything when we get there," I tell him, pulling my shoulders back at the thought. I am not quite as excited as Kyle for this, and anxiety is more the feeling rushing through me. I can't tell if it is from our proximity to the witc
Daliah At first, I don't move. The feeling of my blood seeping into my white dress is hardly present in my mind over the panic that engulfs me. Ben shouts beside me, the paster turns to run, and my world spins violently. When I blink, I find myself looking at the blue sky, feeling the sun against my skin. Breathing seems to be impossible, and every time I try to inhale, something causes me to stop. When I feel the warm blood pouring from my mouth, the confusion drains, and it is replaced with panic. That dagger was able to hurt us both, through a spell or something, and he had used it to his advantage. Carter has an agenda to kill us, and he is doing a great job at it. I am not on the ground long before Bethany and Ben are both in my blurring vision. I don't hear what they say, and I try not to cough the blood from my throat up. I know I am panicking, feeling my eyes wide, and it does not help Ben in the slightest. His hands run over my face over and over again while he speaks wor
DaliahMy stomach is in my throat, my legs are filled with cement, my feet feel completely numb, and worst of all, my dress is quite uncomfortable. Mrs. Lanzetta gives the signal for the music to start, and shortly after, the entire wooded area is ringing with the soft sound of the music we had chosen. "Ready?" Mrs. Lanzetta asks, her hand reaching out towards me. I shake my head quickly, but she only laughs and takes my hand anyway. She bends her arm for my hand to sit in the crook of, but my feet won't move forward. The bridesmaids and groomsmen take their pairs in front of us, carrying their little white and silver flowers before splitting at the end of the aisle to take their place. Just as the last pair begins walking forward, my stomach turns violently. Pulling away from Mrs. Lanzetta, I nearly fall forward when I dry heave into a bush. Suddenly, I am thankful my anxiety this morning kept me from eating. The sound of our cue rings out, but I can't get control of my stomach ye