When I arrive home Aiden isn't home. I take this as a chance to look through the book. I skim, looking for references to the Destiny Wolves. It doesn't take long to find the first passage referencing them, yet already my nerves are set on fire.
'With more power than one wolf should possess, the destiny wolves can either be the savour or destruction of the wolves as a species. The only wolves capable of beating the Lycan's, the Destiny Wolves are coveted by all packs, with even the Lycan's willing to accept them as a chosen mate' I shut the book. I can't. If I keep reading now, I will make myself fear everyone at the summit. I pack the book in the suitcase ready for Sunday. Tomorrow I need to ensure I am not only ready to go, but also prepare to face Aiden. I shower, putting myself to bed. I need to be ready. tomorrow I need to not only be ready to go, but also explain this all to Aiden. After hours of tossing, turning and over thinking, darkness finally takes me. After a restless sleep I drag myself out of bed. Time to face the day. It takes hours to find a dress, get my hair cut and my nails done. I don't normally care for these things but I knew it was expected. Anything less would be offensive to the royal wolves and the lycans. Offending them could mean death to my whole pack, not to mention the way it would represent the way Aiden raised me. When I arrive home, it's late. The light is on, and I feel the anxiousness coming from the house. He knows. Aiden doesn't know I sense his emotions. I sense others too but have learned to place up a barrier. Never wanting to know. I choose when to let it down, sometimes I slip but mostly I can control it. With Aiden the barrier never worked without a lot of effort. I knew it was my connection to him. I wanted to know, needed to know how he was feeling, to protect him. As I open the door he instantly stands "No Armina" he says, Dimitri pushing at his barrier. "Did you know?" I demand, "about my parents?" I add, not letting him answer. "That I was royal?" I push, feeling his anxiety rise. His nervous. Another emotion comes through, which makes my anger rise. Guilt. "You knew?!" I scream, shocked. The table near him starts shaking. "This whole fucking time?!" Aurora growls, anger coursing through us both. "I suspected" he admits. Shame filling his emotions. "Your eyes, the colour, it always made me question your heritage, but I never knew for sure" he admits. "I couldn't do more research without bringing attention to us, I wanted to protect you" the words that once comforted me having the opposite effect. "Do I look like I need protecting?!" I demand, the plates on the table flying into the wall. Aiden''s eyes change. An emotion I've never seen him show towards me. Fear. I calm instantly. Shame filling my body. I don't want him scared of me. "I'm sorry" I state. "Training went well then?" He asks, looking to the broken glass on the floor. "We didn't really train, just talked, I don't know about that" I say looking towards the table. "It's just becoming easier to do" I state, knowing within myself it won't take long to control. 'It's just an extension of our will' Aurora states, 'when we are angry it shows', when we want to show our power, it comes forward. 'Think what we could do; we can protect our pack Aurora, we can protect Aiden' I smile. "Does that smile mean we're okay?" Aiden asks; letting us have our moment. "I'm going Aiden, the answers I need are there" I state, looking into his worried eyes. He looks defeated. "Okay Armina, but please. Stay safe. I will be by your side the whole time" I nod. "You look beautiful by the way" he says, coming closer and touching my hair. "Leon said you're his date?" He asks. I laugh. "Only to be allowed to go, I'd never disrespect my mate that way" Aidens eyes glow. "I know my daughter, you've always had a pure heart" he smiles, leaning in to kiss my forehead. "Go have your long ass boiling hot shower; we leave early and it's late" I smile. It's after midnight. His right, I need rest. The shower does its magic, I pull on my comfy pyjamas and smile as I finish packing my bag. Tomorrow I get answers, answers I have needed my whole life. I fall asleep easily. Knowing we need our rest. The drive is long. Aiden, Ethan & Leon are quiet, only occasionally discussing pack business that needs to be brought before the summit. Additions to the pack hospital; shortages in resources and negotiations for safe passage with our neighbouring packs. We don't mention Eclipse. Knowing that Aiden is always especially sensitive. Their new alphas the twins; Tristan and Nathanial are expected to attend, having overthrown their cruel father Caleb. Caleb was the reason for the death of half of our pack and Elena. He slit her throat as retribution for Aiden's refusal to transfer to their pack. Not before attempting to rape her. She wouldn't allow it, fighting back against him until he killed her out of frustration. All in front of Aiden, as several Eclipse pack members injected him with wolvesbane and forced him to watch on Caleb's orders. Aiden never recovered. He killed every member who held him down but by the time he regained his strength Caleb was gone. They hadn't seen each other since. Aiden had wanted war, but our pack would have never survived, Ethan refusing and trying to make him see sense. I hold Aidens hand, knowing that seeing Caleb's sons would be hard on his mind. This is the first year Eclipse leaders will be attending in many years, as Caleb never wanted to attend. He refused to bow to anyone, which would have resulted in the lycans and royals ending his pathetic life. I catch Leon watching me a lot on the drive. Out of curiosity I let my barrier down, letting myself feel his feelings. I instantly regret it. A feeling of lust and longing fill me; along with confusion. I shut him back out. Choosing to look out the window. I've never left the pack grounds, it's beautiful out here, the thickness of the trees, the openness of the fields. All of it reminding me there is a world outside of Blood Moon. Leon continues to watch me but I ignore him, I can't let myself feel for Leon. His not my mate and never will be. It's easy to tell when we reach the royal Lycan grounds, the flowers; expensive water features, perfectly landscaped surroundings. It is beautiful. That and the sense of power coming off everything in waves. The house comes into view and I gasp. The house is exquisite, a mansion spanning over blocks. The house must easily have 50 bedrooms, housing the most elite lycans. As the car comes to a stop, people wait in suits to take our bags. The moment I step out of the car, the wind surrounds me as Aurora starts yapping. 'What's going on?' I ask, confused. 'I think our mate is here' She says. I look around. I can't sense anyone. 'Are you sure?' 'His close Armina, I promise' a smile fills my face. His here. My mate, the other half of us. Aiden tenses beside me as I search. I feel his anxiety coming off in waves which distracts me from our mate search. I hold his hand. "I'm here for you Aiden" I state. He smiles tensely. "I know," he says in return. Suddenly a strong smell surrounds me. It smells like rain and fresh soil, a rainforest, a waterfall and all of the nature that has always been my escape in one. My mouth waters as I feel Aidens anxiety reach its peak. "There here" he states as a male voice that sounds like music fills my ears "MATE"..Aiden: I haven't heard from Armina since the weird dreams she reached out through, the anxiety is killing me thinking of my baby girl being targeted like this. She's pregnant, she should be enjoying her life as a happy mated woman, not constantly under attack because of her heritage. As my phone rings, a number I don't recognise flashes across the screen. My anger rises, thinking it's another pety problem from an alpha, I've been overrun since Tristan asked me to take over. I honestly don't know how Tristan had been balancing it all, especially when Armina was the way she was. "Aiden" I snap, scolding myself the second the words came out. I need to show better control. "Hello Aiden, this is Layla, I'm not sure if you've heard of me" A soft voice sounds; making me scold myself worse. "Of course; I'm sorry, Tristan & Nathanial's mother" I try, sounding even worse in my ears. My voice is fake, awkward, my nerves so frayed as we move as fast as we can towards her pack. "I'm sorry to c
Armina: We have already mated in every corner of the small room, the tiny attached bathroom and shower, being bent over every surface as both men found new ways to send me over the brink of pleasure and desire. We all fell into an exhausted heap, having only been asleep for what felt like minutes when I wake, a burning need almost painful as I can think of only my mates. There is a tiny voice in the back of my mind, something trying to get my attention. Unable to stop myself, I move under the blanket, shuffling down until I find Nathanial's manhood, smiling as I take him into my mouth, sucking on him hard as my hand grips him firmly from the base of his shaft, my mouth moving quickly as I suck on him hard. He wakes quickly, his hands pushing the blanket aside, his hands gripping my hair as his eyes meet mine. "Yes baby, fuck" he groans, thrusting his hips upwards push himself to the back of my throat. "Someone is hungry" he smirks, I moan around him, enjoying watching the lust and
Armina's perspective: I knew when I woke up that something wasn't right. The intense desire I felt from the simple hug I gave Tristan and Nathanial is stronger than anything I've ever felt in my life. I knew it wasn't right, my mind was ready to fight, even when I kissed Tristan there was a small part of me still fighting against the need, until they started touching me. Feeling Nathanial and Tristan's hands stripping me bare with an intense need and passion had me melting like wax under their fire. Any part of me that may have been able to fight was gone when Nathanial's head went between my legs, as Tristan's mouth was on mine. Nathanial's movements have changed. No longer hesitant and sweet. Instead he dominates me, lapping me up as I squirm under his touch. Tristan's hands are all over me, my body burning under every touch as I moan into his mouth. His tongue moves with mine, his need and desperation mixing with mine as I find myself thrown back onto the bed, the room filled
Tristan's perspective: The messages have been sent. All possible allies have received dreams from us, memories and messages passed from this realm to bring the help we will need to protect our son. I feel horrible bringing our family and friends into another war. Another battle where they could lose loved ones. Nathanial has seeked magical help through Mira, who had already been in the know of some of what we happening. The witches were divided, the factions and families conflicted as many had connections to wolves and weren't ready to start a war of the species. He seems confident she is on our side, I'm choosing to trust him, I owe him that much. I'm sure that Shayne and Aiden are already on their way to Red Mountain, bringing our most trusted allies. We didn't tell our mother, scared of her being killed as she has no idea of the enemies that surround her. "You ready?" Selene asks, I nod. I am afraid, I won't deny that to myself. I won't show it though, Armina is barely holding
Greta: "Enough girl" I slap Cassie hard across the face, needing to snap her out of her sobbing nonsense. She's been a sobbing mess since she came into my cabin and found out Nathanial is no longer under her spell. "I love him" she sobs again, I almost hit her again. I've lost all patience as I circle the cabin as I try to think of my next move. My mind unable to focus clearly as another wolf has joined the room. One I hoped never to see again. "You seriously managed to screw this all up" she scoffs at me; her eyes cast down on the sleeping brothers. "We could just snap their necks now, would make it all so much easier" her foot kicking Tristan's side. "They had no mercy for my family" she growls softly, no true anger at that in her voice. "You pretending to care now?" I say without thinking. She's quick, moving ij front of me and attempting to slap me. I drop her down with my magic, watching in satisfaction as her pretty little face contorts in pain. "I tolerate you due to Baylor
Armina: I'm sitting beside Tristan, my hand holding on tightly to his as my heart races so hard in my chest I feel like I can't breathe. The weight of what he is about to face has my world shattering before my eyes. I can't even find comfort in praying to the moon goddess as I always have, she is right here too. She is doing all she can to help us, both with the ancient powers working against us, she is not able to control this outcome. We are waiting for the moon to rise in the human realm, so Selene can support Tristan through harnessing the power of his soul and waking up. This small period of time we have right now, could be the last we spend as still alive in the mortal realm. If I am to survive this and he doesn't, it would be many decades before I would be in his presence again. Something that sounds like my very own personal hell. The risks are clear. If he fails, he could potentially kill himself, his body could be unable to handle the pressure and his h