MasukIsmelda's POV:My palms were sweaty and my leg nervously bounced up and down. I knew what we were going to walk in on, I was just praying that it all could work out. I didn't come to this pack "officially" as the Princess of Vampires, so I wasn't expecting anything grandiose, and in turn, I wasn't arriving in a big caravan that would warrant special treatment. I sat in the passenger seat while my mate drove us, and his little new "shadow" rode with us in the back. I dressed semi formal, considering I was still to represent my people. My white hair fell neatly down my back. I wore a cotton deep, blood red, halter dress that held tight to my figure. It had a single slit on my right thigh that stopped at my ankle with the rest of the dress. It had thin straps that crossed along my back. I wore red colored fabric heels that wrapped up my legs. My nails were painted a glittery black. I painted my face in a light coat of makeup. My lips lined and red, and my lashes coated and elongated. The
Cersai's POV:Daniel and I hauled Elijah all the way up to Alpha Brandon's office. Danny mindlink his father quickly to make sure he was still in his office right before we all burst through the door. Elijah, Steph and Melody were all exhausted from the weird connective dream they were sucked into. Roy and Logan helped carry Steph in, while Brody continued to bridal carry his mate. Before we could go in depth into what happened to these guys, Anthony and Tori came in right after us and dropped a bomb.The fucking Vampire Princess was coming. They usually only visit the royal kingdom for official meetings, and all interactions are made directly from king to king. This was something entirely different. The princess called for a personal meeting with this specific alpha. She apparently knew Kwen personally, and had information that pertained to her.How the fuck Kwen be meeting random powerful ass people all the time is beyond me, but she about to get chipped with a tracker, cause what t
Daniel's POV: Flashback: Day Kwen left... Thoughts raced through my mind as I walked the halls, preparing myself for a conversation I didn't even know how to start. I went back and forth in my head trying to figure out what I wanted to say. Before I knew, I was standing in front of her door. My hand twitched with the feeling of wanting to knock, but my fear kept me from it. All my panic was for nothing. I must've forgot who my sister was. Next thing I knew, her door opened and I was met with her tired, green eyes. She looked up at me. "Hi, Danny." "Hey, Kwen." We said nothing for a long while. She's looked down at my hand. She saw my fingers tremble. Kwen sighed softly before she reached out and grabbed my hand. I was startled by her touch at first, then I quickly wrap my hand around hers. "I am so sorry." That was all I could muster up to say. "I know you are, Danny. It's ok. I'm ok." I shook my head. "No, it's not and you're not. You had every right to be pissed off at me.
Lisa's POV: Thanks to my daughter, I've been heavily watched and under lock and key. My father raged in, with an anger he's never displayed before. I was so shocked, as well as Adona, when he hauled off and hit me. Flashback: A day before the council meeting... It was early evening. I had gone downstairs to eat dinner. I got tired of being cooped up in my room and decided that I would have dinner in the dining room. Adona has never been outright terrible to me, and she extended the offer for me to have meals with them. When I went down, it was the first time I've seen Ava's mother, Ave, in a long while. She's always been in "the wind" to me. She's never stayed put in a singular place for as long as I could remember, but she was here. The room was silent, as the clinking of silverware hit the plates they ate from. I walked in and their heads rose. Ave had her dark brown hair clipped back, but her hair fought, with some laying messily around her face. She had fan bangs, that her wate
Kwen's POV:I had gotten up and made breakfast for the guys and myself after that crazy dream I had. I've felt out of sorts since. I didn't know what to make of what I saw or dreamt... or whatever the hell that was. All I knew is that I was unsettled. Kyle and Elias went on a 5 mile run which should be pretty easy to do considering they aren't surrounded by trees and sticks. Where my mom's house is, it isn't in a hill stricken place. So their run should be a breeze. I went out back, needing to clear my mind. The cooling autumn air felt good against my skin. I stole my mom's large, burnt orange sweater shirt and paired it with black yoga pants. The fabric was very soft and the sleeves long. I was no longer swimming in her clothing. The sweater fit me just right. I sat out by the garden that sat close to the house and behind a small wall of stones that outlined the length of the garden. My silver locks were up and pulled away from my face in a messy bun, while a few tresses found their
Heather's POV: Prince Cersai gave me the go-ahead to head to the royal pack. When I arrived, I was met at the entrance of the mansion-like packhouse. A large, burley man stood atop the steps. He had beautiful brown skin, full beard, stern yet kind brown eyes and a shiny bald head. Handsome. I stepped out the car and felt his power roll down the stairs. My eyes met his and like always, his soul was on full display for me. He has a hard exterior- most likely the quiet type. He had a strong but gentle soul. Very clear, which indicated that he has and expresses clear boundaries and morals. Good. I walked up the steps. He reached a hand out for me to shake. "You must be Heather." I nodded, accepting his gesture. "I am beta Andrew. Please follow me. His majesty will be leaving shortly, but he wants to discuss a few things with you first. We must be quick." I nodded. He escorted me inside. I've been to the royal pack only once before in my life, but the grandeur of it still amazes
Kwen's POV:I need people to stop trying me. I really am a nice person, but I'm always looking like the asshole."Told ya she was badass."I heard one of the warriors say to Lamar as they stood before us. I chuckled. I looked Lamar in the eye and he seemed so bothered by me. I don't know why... nev
Lisa's POV:I've stayed to myself since I heard what my father and the others have been planning. When it comes to dealing with my father, I pretend that everything is fine. Still doting. Still loving. In reality, I side eye everything and silently question his motives. I knew I needed some outside
Tori's POV:Over 40 years ago...I sat in my room, gazing out the window with my knees pressed against my chest. I didn't know what to make of my situation. I prayed and prayed to the Goddess to strip me of my gifts, but she has only ignored me. Just the other day, I roamed the library of my pack,
Miza's POV:I felt her energy shift once the words fell from my lips. I had to finish all of what I was saying, before I wouldn't get the chance. I raised my hands up."WAIT! Before you criticize me, please let me explain."I begged. Her eyes sparkled a golden color that let me know that she was on







