Damon’s P.O.V.Ambushed. We never saw it coming. Chris could tell something wasn’t right, he had a great instinct for that, and if he hadn’t have warned us, we might all already be dead. I must thank him for that later. He took his place in front of me, my father and Talia and ushered us to retreat, I didn’t want to leave him, but I could feel her. I knew she was close and I had to find her. I took off in the opposite direction, back towards the cliffs where the river crossed the caves. ‘Damon.. Damon where are you?’ I could hear Mila in the mind link again, that barrier that surrounded us before had now gone… what had happened? I didn’t care I just needed to find Mila. ‘Mila! I’m here, I’m here!’ I ran into a clearing, as the trees began to disappear, Mila came into view, and she was cornered by Alpha Fangar!We shifted back to human form, and ran towards Mila and Fangar, they too were in human form, and she was protecting another young girl I did not recognize. “FANGAR! STEP. AWAY.
Ebony’s P.O.V.Tonight was a full moon, ironic really. I would have laughed if it hadn’t been so cruel. Mila would have laughed at the irony. I had never seen Damon look so broken, his whole world had been shattered in just a few short days. He lost hope, allowed himself to hope again only to have Mila ripped away from him once again. Ezra had been clinging on to me and Narcia most of the evening, she was distraught, Mila had been the one to show her how life was meant to be, to give her hope. She, of course, would be welcomed in to the pack, along with Narcia, while Damon was swallowed by his grief we took the opportunity to talk to Ezra and Narcia about what had happened, it took a little longer for Narcia to convince Alpha Marcus and Talia that she regretted her actions most whole heartedly, but once we learned that she was Chris’ mate, there wasn’t much left to say. They were so happy to have each other, and their love was overshadowed by their sorrow. Mila had found a way to brin
Book 2 – The Beta’s Cursed Bride.Mila’s P.O.V.Everything was such a blur. One minute we were celebrating our success over Jett and the next the world turned cold, and dark. I don’t even remember falling asleep, but the moon goddess came to me, and told me my time wasn’t yet, and she would grant my wish for Damon to have his second chance at happiness. Then I woke up. Everyone was surrounding me, they all had tears in there eyes, Damon looked the worst, his eyes were dark, sunken into his face but red raw from crying, his hair wasn’t his usually shaggy mess, it was just a mess, his clothes were dirty and tattered, his fingernails filthy, it looked like he hadn’t slept for days. And they were all staring at me…“Damon… what happened? Where are we?” I tried to regain my senses and get a bearing for where we were and why we were here, and why everyone seemed to be so sad. But then it hit me, I died before. But now I was alive… or was everyone else dead? And what did the moon goddess mea
Narcia’s P.O.V. He loves me, he actually said he loves me. Chris had barely left my side since we got back with Mila. I was devastated that I couldn’t save her, it was all my fault. 7 hours earlier. “What have I done Chris? How can I ever forgive myself. How can you even look at me!! You should throw me in the cells and leave me there to rot, Ebony is right even that is more than I deserve! You should tie me to a stake right now and watch me burn for my crimes!” I was broken, sobbing on the floor an absolute mess. I had done many bad things in my lifetime, but this really was the worst. I took a young girl from her home, help to incapacitate her, take her to a prison cell in a cave, enchanted the pack grounds so no one would hear her screams while Demetri tried to force himself on her, tried to force his love on her, what little love he had in him, he would torture her until she broke, and all this I did because I felt some twisted debt towards his father. I lost who I was, I was ba
Chris’s P.O.V.Ness had been gone for nearly half an hour, what could they be talking about in there that is taking this long! ‘Get her back Chris, we need her back, we can’t let them take her, we have only just found her!’ Kuna was pacing back and forth, whining for our mate to be back in our arms, usually when we find our mates we can barely keep our hands off of them, but that is when a wolf finds another wolf, Narcia has no idea how incredibly sexy she is to me, and how I want nothing more than to whisk her upstairs and keep her to myself for days, just admiring everything about her, I thought about every inch of her while she was gone, trying to remember her scent. She has magic in her veins, and she smelt just like wild berries and fresh grass, a combination I never thought I would appreciate, but I guess it came with her being a witch, she was already so connected to the earth around us, it made sense she would smell like it too, it was intoxicating to me. Her violet hair was s
Narcia’s P.O.V.It had been a few hours since Chris had to leave the pack house, I knew he had a temper, you can tell. He covered it well though, he was always so calm that it was hard to believe he could be as angry as he was. But after what they explained about the sentence Ebony had requested, I could understand his and Kuna’s reaction. Me and Mila cleaned up the mess from Chris shifting, Damon had gone after Chris to make sure he was safe and not hurting himself or anyone else, Kuna had a lot of respect for Axel, the same as Chris had for Damon. I knew he would be safe with Damon and Axel with him, it didn’t take long and I soon heard Mila’s stomach growl, she was hungry again. I laughed, “well I think it is safe to say that little man has quite the appetite already! Lets go get you both something else to eat…” I rustled up a few different things, every time Mila fancied something, the baby had other ideas and she was soon put off again, eventually they settled on steak. An inter
19 years ago. Narcia’s P.O.V.“NESS!! COME ON.. WE WILL BE LATE!” My mother, a beautiful woman, a talented witch and a loving mother. But impatient to say the least. Today was a big day, me, my mother and three sisters have been invited to the palace to dine with the High Priest and Priestess of the coven. Very few people were ever invited there and it was always to bestow a huge honor. I was the youngest of four daughters, Trishenna; my mother, had been taking care of us for as long as I could remember. We weren’t universally liked in the community, my mother however was the best seamstress in the lands, she could make anything and it would always be perfect, she worked harder than most however as she was alone. My father Mikkell, died when I was still just a baby. He was a traitor to the coven and punished for his crimes, he was burnt at the stake for treason against the High Priestess. My mother never told us exactly what happened, she chose to try and forget it happened and move
The next morning I was rudely awoken by my three sisters all shuffling and shouting in my room, they had just let themselves in and were arguing over what I should wear for my big day. “Good morning to you too girls! You couldn’t think of a nicer way of waking me up…” I must have fallen asleep after reading dad’s letters. I shot up out of bed with a start, where had my letters gone. Did the girls read them? What if they knew about Morgana, their lives would be in danger too. Just then my mother walked in, “Ah you are awake my love, not difficult given the your sisters are acting like zoo animals! Don’t worry yourself I cleaned up all your things before they were let loose in here.” I knew what she meant, she had already packed away everything I didn’t want seen.Dress after dress was thrown in my direction, each of them had something wrong according to one of my sisters, and not once did they ask for my opinion. “Enough girls! I have a dress picked out for Narcia already, but you only