Amaia povI had a dream, I couldn’t say if it was a good dream or a nightmare but I did dream, and in that dream. I was alone. Standing in a black long gown, the flower sign on my neck that signifies the curse wasn’t red as it used to be, it had turned black. In that dream, I was what I was. A hybrid. I felt the power in me, I felt the amount of energy and powers I had. That, I felt burdened me. But why was I alone?What was this dream I was having?Where was everyone? Where’s everybody?“Zyair!” I yelled, running through the forest. As I passed the green leaves all turned dried and died. I continue running.“Zyair! Father!” I shouted. But it only echoes. Not a sound, I looked around me. Every tree was dried up and it all looked gloomy and dark and scary.“Everyone! Where’s everyone!” I cried, falling to my knees. Why was this, why do I feel so awful? What was happening?“You don’t want this future do you?” I sniffed when I heard the voice and looked around. Where was the voice
“It’s beautiful tonight...” The night was dark and the stars were up, sparkling as they showed. We were seated underneath the tree, the tree I had told him about my secrets. There were a lot of memories under the tree. which was the alpha. I was in his arms. With those hands wrapped around my shoulders. His head down my neck, I could feel his breathing on my neck. And the soft kiss he placed on them. “Perfect time to make a wish.”I nudge him a little with my elbow to get his attention. His jaw rested on my shoulders as he watched the sky with me. We had the duvet over our bodies since the night was a bit chilly. “You wanna make a wish?” “I do.”“Those that even work.” I eyed him. That was enough to quell him and he obediently stare at the sky with me. “Make a wish,” I tell him. I placed my hands together. Reminiscing the memories I had with my father on nights like this. When I was very much of a kid. We sit just outside the cave with a fire in front of us, father telling stor
Fate is cunning, it was something they couldn’t run away from, no matter how hard they try and when it strikes. It’s disastrous.The seer.“We’re under attack! Alpha, they’re here!” “What!” Sean yelled from the courtroom, the door flung open and he came in, running to meet Sean and his brother. “The pack! Is under attack. Zyair is here!”He jerked up from the chair he sat on. “How?” If that was what he should’ve asked but it was what came out of his lips. “Zyair is here?”“Most of the warriors on the northern borders are down and the walls had been broken. They’ve broken into the north of the pack Alpha!” He cried. Sean’s lips quavers, he didn’t know what to do, he’d expected the attack to be so sudden. “I told you about this Sean,” Jason said. “Gather the warriors NOW! We’re stronger than them. GET THEM NOW!”“Yes, Alpha.”“I’ll kill Cartel! I’ll kill him.” He swore. “Don’t say that.” “I’m not just saying Jason, I’ll do it. How dare the imbecile. He’s part of this and he wou
Zyair Pov “.....the true alpha of the moonlight pack, my youngest brother. Zyair Wren. I’m sorry.” Sean bowed. I didn’t know he would surrender so quickly. He would always put up a fight to the very last, so I didn’t know what to do even when he thrust his claws into his chest after he shifted again. I just stare at the moon. My heart sunk. Something must have been wrong with them for him to just give up like that. Then I remembered the curse. The wolves were dying. Everyone and nothing could be done to stop it. I stared at the remaining wolves whose head was still down. Some were shaky, some old. But the strength was there. The other time I looked, it was just Amaia, Creamy, and Franco and a few other salmon wolves standing and about a thousand moonlight packs. Now, with my eyes on her, I saw how she had killed most of the wolves who’d got closer to her, even without touching them, their strength she was abstracting. Her speed in which she runs, her eyes. In that hoodie, I’d tho
Creamy POV “....I haven’t found my mate yet, you’ve to help me find her. And don’t even think of leaving me. I’m gonna go with you..” “If I hadn’t found my mate, we would’ve probably been gay.” He laughed. I couldn’t help but laugh too, he could still joke around even in this state he was. “Everyone thought we were.” “Exactly, we would’ve made it official..”I laughed harder, even as I laughed. I was crying too. “I’m taking a night of sleep for a while. Creamy. You do your best. I know you’ll. About you mate. You won’t get to see her until I’m back on my feet.” I didn’t want him to see me crying so hard behind him while he leaned on me. I nodded because I couldn’t open my mouth to talk if I do. I might end up bawling up like crazy. His hands held me and I sniffed. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything.” That was the promise I made and I would make everything back to as it should be. The moon that had been shining brightly, disappears, giving way to a dark cloud and rumblin
It was a morning just before I knew it, and I was still running around the pack, trying to place things in order with the help of Franco and Cartel. I was not the Beta. I wasn’t the strongest after the alpha but I was able to act as the alpha at this point. Because of the power he’d given me. And with that everyone respected me for it. “Creamy?” Franco called from the door of the alpha’s room. I was trying to lay my head a little. I was beside his bed with my head down. I’ve sent orders to Cartel to have all the moonlight pack members gather up for an important announcement. So I was waiting here. His condition was still the same thing since last night. He was half dead and half living. I stood up and walked to the door and opened it. Then get out of it to meet Franco by the door. “Have you decided?” I asked him. He’d probably wanted to talk about it, where they belong if they would stay at moonlight pack or not. We’d talked about it with Zyair before the fight started and now he
Mark POV.We were given the task to get the sacrificial lamp, and that was where we were headed, Amaia’s father and me. We’d left when everyone was busy preparing for war. We left early and no one would’ve noticed us leaving. We were almost at the place where the lamp was, and we’d walked for a long time now. “How did you know Amaia?”I turned and took large steps to walk on the same lane with him. “We met a year ago, in the salmon forest. I met her with Louis. That was how we started living together.” I smiled at the memories. Amaia was weird, crazy, and loving. And was a great fighter too. I didn’t know she was cursed that’s why she couldn’t have her wolf. I thought it had been something normal. I’d been wrong. I was happy at least, she was mated to a strong wolf. And not just an ordinary wolf but the alpha of two packs!“She didn’t cause trouble did she?” I chuckled. She caused a lot of trouble, she might start a fight with a wolf and run away, the wolf would chase her home, an
Amaia POV I stared at my hands, tears prickling my eyes as I stared at it. It was all my fault. I shouldn’t have come here. I should’ve killed myself and shouldn’t have lived. I’d killed most of the wolves, and Sean. I close my eyes. I didn’t wanna recall the look in his eyes and how he took steps away from me. I ran away, I was back at the place that was once my home. The place that comforted me. I sat down with my legs hugged together. My hands for some reason was black. I didn’t know why, though I’d guess it was the curse. Father, where was he? He didn’t come with us? I didn’t remember, he did say he would come to the pack. Maybe it would be after the fight and everything had been settled. I missed him now because I felt so bad. And my hands were shivering. He would’ve comforted me since he wasn’t here. The place did the Novak cave. My home. Because he had so many memories. I couldn’t go back to the moonlight pack, I didn’t belong there. They would’ve known that I was the cu