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14. Gravelled path
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Luna's Uprising 15. Protection
My eyes widen at the sight in front of me, while I slowly pace through the kitchen to the seat, which has been offered to me. The familiar face hasn’t changed the slightest to what my memory has in store.The exact same facial features, not a day younger or older. How is that even possible? I mean there’s five years between my memory and now.“Tea?” A soft melodic voice asks.Still too astounded to speak, I nod my head as a response. A beautiful tea pot, painted with flowers of all kinds, gets lifted to a cup with the exact same pattern on it. The hot steam coming up has an amazing scent. Closing my eyes just for a moment, I take in the sweet scent of jasmine paired with oranges. What a perfect mixture.I might imagine it, but I feel like my smelling ability is hightened too.Opening my eyes again, I see that warm, caring smile again. “It’s supposed to heal and soothe the senses. Tea and scents have an extraordinary effect on our body, which most people don’t even know to appreciate.”
Luna's Uprising 16. Returning
“So what did the healer say?” Jenny asks and seems very chirpy right now.“Jenny," Freddie says in a warning tone. “That’s not something you ask your Luna," he scolds.To be honest, if Jenny hadn’t just mentioned John the healer, I wouldn’t have even thought about that being the reason I was officially there for. Jenny’s eyes dim a little as I don’t answer immediately.“Worse than just a flu?” She now asks cautiously and a lot less happy than only a moment ago.I try to recall the words John gave me while he guided me towards the kitchen. It’s the same he’s going to give Drake.“No, everything is ok. It's just a normal flu, I just need some rest. Seems like I’m not even immune to that.” I roll my eyes, trying to underline my words while distracting from the truth.Which makes me wonder. Both Jenny and Freddie seemed very familiar with John, and my thoughts go back to Sybil. No one knows, he said. That must include these two, too. How can they be so familiar, know his home, and yet hav
Luna's Uprising 17. Claws
Drake paces up and down the main room of the packhouse. It looks like he’s barely containing himself. The mighty and muscle packed body of his makes the huge room look tiny and way too tight right now. I can watch each and every strained muscle flex on his body as he makes the room his own.His nostrils flare as soon as I enter the room, with burning anger, his eyes bore into mine. An anger I’ve seen way too many times around others, but never directed at me. Not even in the night he killed me. It feels like the air has been sucked out of the room.My mind keeps on replaying the night he killed, reminding me that this in front of me isn’t the mate I thought I had. If he was, I might feel bad right now, but I don’t. Do I fear him? A clear yes. Will it stop me? Most definitely not."We're strong," I hear in my head.As his steps take him towards me, I try to prepare myself for what’s to come by taking in a deep breath and closing my eyes. The second his angry voice booms through the ro
Luna's Uprising 18. Apologies
The cage around me grows smaller and smaller, the longer I stare at the walls, ceiling, even the furniture I once chose and loved, seem to cramp the room even more right now, suffocating me. Feeling the pain in my leg just adds up to it. Drake has a huge temper, just as every Alpha or, to be precise, most werewolves have an issue with temper. But besides of the night that Drake killed me cold-blooded, he’s never ever physically harmed me. This is a new.Why did I think I had time to work this plan out? It seemed like I had five years to escape his cruelty. Does he realize and sense what’s going on? Losing my composure, something I never do, sure must have spiked something in him. Have I busted myself with that action?Longingly, my eyes dart out of the window to the woods. There’s this overwhelming draw there again. The fear of the woods lifting more and more from me like an early morning fog clearing up to a warm, sunny morning. Then my eyes zero in on the bulky frame coming from th
Luna's Uprising 19. Hummingbird
As early dawn breaks through the window, the hustle and bustle are already everywhere to be heard. It seems the entire pack is already up and out there, preparations running in all directions. On one hand, to welcome the guests, on the other, running all precautions possible for a possible attack or anyone entering who's not supposed to be here, which is a huge task, seeing as there are many strangers out there today.Today, the heads of twelve packs will be meeting on this ground. Some of them counted as friends, some simply allies, others as neutral or maybe even a threat. A few members from each pack will be on our grounds, too, to protect their Alphas if needed. Again, I have been the head of many plans for today, but as usual I’m left on the outside. After the late events, even more so. Today, they won’t even get to see my face from afar.It’s all about the money and power today. What once also seemed important to me, not so much for the sake of money, but for the sake of stabili
Luna's Uprising 20. Following
Staring at the hummingbird, I try to make sense out of this. Is this the sign from the note?How can the door simply open and the guards not react because of a hummingbird?I try to see if my wolf feels alerted, but she still stays silent.It keeps on flying back and forth. Circling my room, coming towards me, and then flying out of the door, just to return seconds later, repeating it’s actions. It’s as if it wants me to follow.As I was going to spend the entire day in my bedroom with closed windows, I simply got changed into a pair of light blue shorts and a white tank top. So I wonder whether to get changed before I follow? But by the way the hummingbird flies in and out of this room, it seems in a hurry, and I don’t know how big my time slot is. If there’s such a thing at all. Maybe it’s all just a trick.I guess I’ll need to find out. After quickly slipping on some trainers, I start limping out of the door, following the tiny hummingbird. Looking left and right. Directly beside m
Luna's Uprising 21. Spell
“A spell?” I burst out. This is the second time someone has told me that I’ve been under a spell. But both of them are in a very different way.“I don’t know exactly how they did it. I guess it was easier to cast a spell on you as your powers haven’t awakened yet. But either way, it was an extremely strong spell, one that could disconnect you from me and make you believe you were mated to Drake. But it only worked on you, not on me. Whatever the reason was for them to bind you to him, they didn’t want me to get in between. They did everything to keep me away from you.” His eyes fill with sadness. Through the connection, I feel anger, grief, and loss. At least, I think that’s what it is. Everything still feels like it’s blurred, and I can’t fully understand what I’m feeling. It’s extremely confusing, and I don’t exactly feel comfortable with it either.“But how come I can feel you now if there’s this spell?” I ask, confused about his words and the entire situation. Ever since the day
Luna's Uprising 22. Escape
There is a huge open space between the rear side of the packhouse and the woods. The late sun is still bright enough to lighten up the entire place. No house, no trees, nothing as protection to hide behind. Just open fields filled with beautiful wild flowers and knee-high grass. It is a beautiful sight but the worst thing imaginable for our current situation. “Let me down,” I yell at Jax, feeling panic rising, my heartbeat increasing by the second. But he keeps running in the direction of the woods, totally ignoring my request. Only moments later, another wolf appears at our side, one I don’t recognise. It’s a fairly tall wolf with dark brown fur. There’s no escaping from Drake, I think to myself, filled with bitterness. More wolves will be here any moment, and I prepare myself for the wolf to attack Jax, but it doesn’t. Instead, it falls into pace with Jax, running only about five feet next to us, heading direction woods.“I told you to keep them distracted,” Jax scolds angrily. “D
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