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Ember felt like she was floating in some deep dark space. She couldn’t feel her body, she couldn’t feel anything. I wonder if I am in some sort of Coma. She thought to herself sighing in her mind. She heard a soft noise, but it felt like it was coming from far away and it sounded like a giggle. Well, that’s great, now I think I am going crazy. This time the giggle sounded closer, it was soft and sweet. Hello? Am I not alone in here? Where ever here is… This time she tried saying it but it still felt like a thought. You are never truly alone. You are a special werewolf. This time the voice she heard sounded different from the giggle as if it was from a different person. This voice was powerful, yet quiet and soothing. A soft glow appeared in front of her and seemed to get closer and closer growing in size, Ember started to see an image forming as it grew until all of a sudden, Ember was surrounded by it, she was in it. She was back in her body and turned to look at her surroundings, s
She had no idea how long she had been out, but she could feel herself starting to wake up in her physical form. As Ember gained consciousness she listened for a moment to make sure she couldn’t hear anyone close by before slowly opening her eyes. It took a moment to adjust her sight to the dim surroundings, her eyes felt fuzzy and she had to blink a few times to help clear them faster. Carefully she felt around her trying not to make any obvious movements, she wasn't ready to alert her captors that she was awake just yet. She could feel a threadbare blanket underneath her, it was the only thing between her and the wood floor. The wall behind her seemed to be wood as well. Her hands and feet were bound but there was enough slack that she could move around a little. Her captors were either lazy or expected her to be there for a while. Someone had thrown a thin worn blanket over her to cover her nakedness. There must have been enough wolfsbane in the darts they used that it forced her t
Torin woke up with a start feeling restless. He had this sinking feeling in his stomach that something bad had happened and the overwhelming need to check on Ember hit him hard. He got out of bed and dressed as fast as he could back into the casual clothes he had gotten from the pack’s stores. He stuffed his feet in his boots and almost ran out the door. Every second the need to see her felt more urgent, his heart was pounding, threatening to burst. He tried to keep calm as he made his way through the castle, his pace quickened as he noticed a commotion coming from the Alpha’s wing. Almost running now Torin flew past people gathered and whispering, he heard bits and pieces of their conversations. “She’s missing.” He heard from one group of she-wolves. “She was last seen sneaking off into the woods.” Another whispered. Dread filled his mind. No, they can’t be talking about Ember, I just saw her. Kissed her goodnight. Torin barely finished the thought as he arrived in her hallway an
Torin had to fight the urge to flee the entire walk down through the castle, the groups had grown in both size and number and each went silent as he walked past just for the whispers to explode behind him. What was he going to do? He had been in some awkward situations before but he had never gotten himself into this kind of trouble, and this time he actually was innocent. By the time they made it to the cells, he knew the entire castle would believe he was behind Ember's disappearance. They marched him right to the first cell and one threw open the door while the other shoved him inside with a low growl. “You will pay for whatever happens to the future Luna. You have no idea what you have wrought upon yourself.” The one who growled spat out in disgust. The other guard simply nodded in agreement and slammed the door shut. Blinking a little to adjust his eyes to the dim lighting, Torin looked around at his surroundings. There were no lights or windows in his cell except for the smal
Albwin woke suddenly to the sounds of commotion outside his room. He jumped out of bed glad that he always slept fully dressed when he was away, call it professional awareness, or just thinking ahead. He made his way to the door and listened carefully trying to figure out the cause of the amount of noise in the hallway. He got a bad feeling as he pressed his ear against the hardwood. “That’s the scout's room, collect him and bring him to me.” He heard a gruff and angry voice call out. Albwin double-checked the door’s locks and backed away quietly. He snatched up his pack which he always kept ready and threw it over his shoulder as he made his way to the window. He paused only a moment as he listened. The wolves banged on his door loudly calling for him to answer. He knew they wouldn’t wait long before getting the keys to unlock it, or simply just breaking it down. He opened the window quietly and slipped out. He had already scouted a quick exit when he first got assigned his room a
Torin had no idea what time it was, but he guessed it was early morning. He still sat in the same position on his bunk staring into the wall. He knew wolves shared a mental connection with their mates and he had been trying all night to connect with Ember. He knew it was a long shot since they had barely had a chance to grow their bond let alone mate. He knew Ember would have to bite him and the thought sent delicious tingles through his body. He had never in his wildest dreams thought he would find the idea of being bitten so sexy, erotic even, but the idea of Ember's lips on his skin and her teeth piercing the crook of his neck to forever claim and mark him as her own, to create a connection stronger and deeper than any other was enough to fulfil his every desire. His thoughts never strayed far from her. His heart was aching at the wild thoughts that would run through his head, where was she? What were they doing to her? This was how his mind had been running all night his thoughts
Ember growled in frustration as she broke another nail, biting back a curse she stuck her finger in her mouth. Ember had spent the last few hours scouring over every nook and cranny in this goddess-forsaken hut. All she had been able to find out is that she was stuck in a one-room shack since she could hear forest noises outside every wall. She started trying to find a loose floorboard or a nail anything she could use to help her escape. Artemis had been pacing and growling in her head trying to burn through the wolfsbane. Ember had finally found a nail sticking up just a tiny bit and was slowly trying to work it out of the floorboard. If she could get it out she was hoping she could use it to break the lock or use it to loosen up a floorboard, or even just as something sharp to stab an enemy with, but even after an hour she had only managed to lift it the tiniest bit and she had broken two nails and made the tips of her fingers bruised and bloody for the effort. Scowling she gave up,
“So which of you is Archie and which of you is Callum?” Torin asked looking at the twins. He didn’t think he would ever be able to tell them apart. One just raised his eyebrow and followed Clary out not saying a thing. “So you must be Callum!” Torin smiled at him and he grunted folding up the map and sticking it in his back pocket. “Let’s go we are meeting Archie in twenty minutes we need to get weapons and off the grounds without being caught.” Callum started waking before he even finished talking and Torin stayed close on his heels. They went up the stairs and Callum opened the door carefully and looked around. The hallway was empty, he slipped out and walked into the door just up the hall, not waiting to make sure Torin followed. Just as he was about to slip into the room behind Callum he heard a low whistle making him stop, a flash of light caught his eye and another door in the hallway opened just a crack. Torin pointed at the door Callum went into and motioned to come along t