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
I travelled back and forth for a few months, not really knowing what I wanted to do now I no longer had a coven to take care of me, the envelope my mother gave me before I left was directions to a cottage along the east coast, far enough away from here that I could live peacefully, unnoticed. I woke up today and felt something different about the air, the sunrise was a deep shade of orange, and there was a chill in the air, the morning dew was cold, something had happened in the night that affected the Earth energy around me. I brushed it off and went to do my usual morning rounds of gathering, I would pick different herbs and flowers in the nearby area to put in my potions, it didn’t matter where I was in the world, I still loved to experiment with different medicines and ointments. I had nearly finished for the day when I was startled by an ear splitting scream from nearby… someone was hurt, in pain… I ran as fast as I could following the screams and found a woman on her own. She wa
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