CELESTE POVThis was my first time experiencing hunting season. In the Blood Moon Pack House, the Omegas were always made to stay behind to do the dirty work of the other members. It wasn't like I minded, though, because I heard stories.Or they were rumours. Regardless, I held them to heart.The hunt was a dangerous adventure. It wasn't just to test your strength alone; it was a survival game. And you wouldn't know if you'd be returning to your loved ones.Some had been lost in the hunt, and some had been killed. I had heard many scary tales and had never once imagined I'd desire to experience it until now.I desired to go on the hunt, to be with Seth, even Damon, although it had been a week since I last saw him. After our encounter in his private training room, it felt like he had intentionally avoided seeing me.I knew he was in the pack house, planning the hunt. As the alpha, he needed to do so. I had even perceived his scent when I passed his office, the hallway, and the training
CELESTE POVImmediately Damon left the room, a knock sounded on the door. I ran towards it, believing he was the one who had returned. Maybe to tell me I could go with him and I needed to be careful.That I could do. If I'd get to experience the hunt, I didn't mind staying in the background while others fought. It might be an inconvenience, at least that would keep me away from harm's way, I believe.I opened the door, my eyes lit up and hoping to see Damon outside, but he wasn't the one there.It was Hanna.I couldn't resist emitting a disappointed sigh and Hanna noticed.“I'm sorry,” she whispered, refusing to look me in the eyes.“Um, that wasn't about you,” I said to her. “You just about to be here at the wrong time.”“I'm sorry, I'll leave,” she said.“No, no, don't. I don't mean it that way too,” I grimaced, opening the door wider and making way for her to step in.She hesitated by the doorway, not making a move to come into the room.I didn't force her to. It was her choice. Af
CELESTE POVIt had been a while since I walked around the pack house with Hanna, and I wouldn't lie, I enjoy doing so now.It wasn't due to the brightness of the sun or the way Hanna took her time to explain some of the things I was confused about; it was mostly because I got to spend the whole day without any interruption.From Damon. He was out of the pack house and the only one who mostly disrupted things for me, especially when it came to taking a stroll. Also, the guards he had placed to watch over me—I hadn't seen any of them since today. I wanted to believe they had gone to the hunt, too.He could have easily replaced them. There was a chance he forgot about that, and I was glad I didn't get to have two people breathing down my neck and invading my privacy each time.“Should we sit over there?” Hanna pointed to a bench, underneath a large tree that overlooked a small body of water.I nodded. I was as well exhausted, and my legs were beginning to ache. As much as I enjoyed our
CELESTE POVOut of the things I wanted to hear her say, that was the last thing on my mind. Also, I resisted the urge to yell ‘I told you so’ while squealing and jumping around because it was obvious she had a thing for him.Even though Seth hadn't shown any interest in his path, I had seen how Hanna looked at him each time. Only a blind person would miss the electrifying attraction between them when they were near.“That's a good thing, right? You're pregnant with Seth’s child and could inform him about it when he returns from the hunt. It shouldn't be that hard. Is it?”“Would he want the baby? What would he think of me? It was only a nightstand and a drunken mistake. I never knew it would result in this. Would he tell me to take the baby off?”I felt Hanna shudder, her eyes widened as they stayed on me. “Please, I don't want the baby to be terminated. He could reject me since I am way lower in ranking than he was, and he wouldn't possibly go for someone like me normally, but I want
CELESTE POVAll day long, my thoughts were filled with the events of last night. I couldn't think of anything else aside from the dream. I had tried to push it to the back of my thoughts, all to no avail. The more I tried to forget about it, the more I seemed to think of it.I desired to know who the goddess in black was. As much as she seemed unfamiliar, I had known her all my life. She had always been a part of me and was only just materialising in her form that night.Yet, I couldn't tell exactly where I knew how or I knew her.“Are you listening?”I was pulled out of my thoughts as I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jolted, my eyes widening and my heart racing.“Hanna!” I exclaimed.“Did I do something wrong?” Hanna pulled back her hand, the expression on her face mirroring mine. She looked surprised, at the same time afraid.“No, no,” I shook my head, wincing.It wasn't just her attention I had gotten, but everyone in the room. We were in a part of the pack house that I had been in
CELESTE“You're the fulcrum. The balance is breaking.”I jolted upright, sweat poured down my face, and my heart raced.“She's awake!”I was?My eyes opened, and I blinked rapidly as I tried to adjust them to the bright light in the room. I was in the infirmary.I could tell. The scent of antiseptic and bleach wafted around the room and into my nose, immediately making me wrinkle my nose instinctively. Three beds away from me, I saw some patients and pack members who had been there previously.Sabrina was here. Likewise, Hanna and both were staring. Expectantly.It was as if they were expecting me to say something to them—something only I knew about, although I couldn't tell what it was. But they had that look on.“Are you alright?” Hanna asked me. She came to the tiny space between the bed and the bedside table, sat on the chair there, and gripped my hand.“I was worried. You weren't responding and burning up. I thought something terrible had happened!” She leaned forward, placing th
CELESTE POVThe air was thick with the scent of wood smoke, damp earth, and the metallic tang of blood from injured omegas, beaten and wounded because they failed to complete their work.It wasn't something new in the Blood Moon Packhouse. It was a known fact that if you didn't get to finish the work that was given to you at the designated time, you'd be seeking a death sentence.No one ever disobeys the alpha's wishes. The alpha and others were higher in status than the omega.My name was Celeste Ravaryn, twenty-two years old, born an omega, and the daughter of a disgraced warrior who was executed for betraying the pack house. I witnessed his death at the age of fourteen. The Alpha had ordered for him to be whipped fifty times, even after being unconscious from being forced to drink five bottles of whiskey. After that, he was beheaded, and his head was placed on a wooden stake for everyone to see and mock.Betrayal in the Blood Moon Packhouse wasn't something to be taken lightly; henc
CELESTE POVI had always fantasized about today in my twenty-two years of existence. When I'd finally get to see my mate. He wouldn't hesitate to accept me and love me regardless of being at the bottom of the rank.I had thought a feast would be thrown, especially if he was of a higher rank than I was, and he'd parade me around the pack house, declaring how fortunate he was to have me as his mate.But I guessed I was being delusional.I didn't expect to see disgust on his face either.The feeling from before instantly vanished leaving behind fear and confusion.Alpha Kieran scowled, moving three steps away from me like I was some kind of filth he didn’t want to get close to. Then he turned back to me again."You called for me," I stuttered as he said nothing."Why did you call me mate?" he asked me.I shook my head. I didn't know what to say. Why else would I call him that if he wasn't my mate? Wasn't that obvious?He was concerned about me calling him mate, while I was concerned about
CELESTE“You're the fulcrum. The balance is breaking.”I jolted upright, sweat poured down my face, and my heart raced.“She's awake!”I was?My eyes opened, and I blinked rapidly as I tried to adjust them to the bright light in the room. I was in the infirmary.I could tell. The scent of antiseptic and bleach wafted around the room and into my nose, immediately making me wrinkle my nose instinctively. Three beds away from me, I saw some patients and pack members who had been there previously.Sabrina was here. Likewise, Hanna and both were staring. Expectantly.It was as if they were expecting me to say something to them—something only I knew about, although I couldn't tell what it was. But they had that look on.“Are you alright?” Hanna asked me. She came to the tiny space between the bed and the bedside table, sat on the chair there, and gripped my hand.“I was worried. You weren't responding and burning up. I thought something terrible had happened!” She leaned forward, placing th
CELESTE POVAll day long, my thoughts were filled with the events of last night. I couldn't think of anything else aside from the dream. I had tried to push it to the back of my thoughts, all to no avail. The more I tried to forget about it, the more I seemed to think of it.I desired to know who the goddess in black was. As much as she seemed unfamiliar, I had known her all my life. She had always been a part of me and was only just materialising in her form that night.Yet, I couldn't tell exactly where I knew how or I knew her.“Are you listening?”I was pulled out of my thoughts as I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jolted, my eyes widening and my heart racing.“Hanna!” I exclaimed.“Did I do something wrong?” Hanna pulled back her hand, the expression on her face mirroring mine. She looked surprised, at the same time afraid.“No, no,” I shook my head, wincing.It wasn't just her attention I had gotten, but everyone in the room. We were in a part of the pack house that I had been in
CELESTE POVOut of the things I wanted to hear her say, that was the last thing on my mind. Also, I resisted the urge to yell ‘I told you so’ while squealing and jumping around because it was obvious she had a thing for him.Even though Seth hadn't shown any interest in his path, I had seen how Hanna looked at him each time. Only a blind person would miss the electrifying attraction between them when they were near.“That's a good thing, right? You're pregnant with Seth’s child and could inform him about it when he returns from the hunt. It shouldn't be that hard. Is it?”“Would he want the baby? What would he think of me? It was only a nightstand and a drunken mistake. I never knew it would result in this. Would he tell me to take the baby off?”I felt Hanna shudder, her eyes widened as they stayed on me. “Please, I don't want the baby to be terminated. He could reject me since I am way lower in ranking than he was, and he wouldn't possibly go for someone like me normally, but I want
CELESTE POVIt had been a while since I walked around the pack house with Hanna, and I wouldn't lie, I enjoy doing so now.It wasn't due to the brightness of the sun or the way Hanna took her time to explain some of the things I was confused about; it was mostly because I got to spend the whole day without any interruption.From Damon. He was out of the pack house and the only one who mostly disrupted things for me, especially when it came to taking a stroll. Also, the guards he had placed to watch over me—I hadn't seen any of them since today. I wanted to believe they had gone to the hunt, too.He could have easily replaced them. There was a chance he forgot about that, and I was glad I didn't get to have two people breathing down my neck and invading my privacy each time.“Should we sit over there?” Hanna pointed to a bench, underneath a large tree that overlooked a small body of water.I nodded. I was as well exhausted, and my legs were beginning to ache. As much as I enjoyed our
CELESTE POVImmediately Damon left the room, a knock sounded on the door. I ran towards it, believing he was the one who had returned. Maybe to tell me I could go with him and I needed to be careful.That I could do. If I'd get to experience the hunt, I didn't mind staying in the background while others fought. It might be an inconvenience, at least that would keep me away from harm's way, I believe.I opened the door, my eyes lit up and hoping to see Damon outside, but he wasn't the one there.It was Hanna.I couldn't resist emitting a disappointed sigh and Hanna noticed.“I'm sorry,” she whispered, refusing to look me in the eyes.“Um, that wasn't about you,” I said to her. “You just about to be here at the wrong time.”“I'm sorry, I'll leave,” she said.“No, no, don't. I don't mean it that way too,” I grimaced, opening the door wider and making way for her to step in.She hesitated by the doorway, not making a move to come into the room.I didn't force her to. It was her choice. Af
CELESTE POVThis was my first time experiencing hunting season. In the Blood Moon Pack House, the Omegas were always made to stay behind to do the dirty work of the other members. It wasn't like I minded, though, because I heard stories.Or they were rumours. Regardless, I held them to heart.The hunt was a dangerous adventure. It wasn't just to test your strength alone; it was a survival game. And you wouldn't know if you'd be returning to your loved ones.Some had been lost in the hunt, and some had been killed. I had heard many scary tales and had never once imagined I'd desire to experience it until now.I desired to go on the hunt, to be with Seth, even Damon, although it had been a week since I last saw him. After our encounter in his private training room, it felt like he had intentionally avoided seeing me.I knew he was in the pack house, planning the hunt. As the alpha, he needed to do so. I had even perceived his scent when I passed his office, the hallway, and the training
DAMONWhy do I have to say that to her? It was unlike me. I had never acted like a caveman before, much less thought about it.I was barely jealous and wouldn't force myself on anyone.But I had done that to Celeste. I had fucking kissed her without her permission. Do I regret it?No!I fucking wanted to do more than that. It wasn't only annoying because I couldn't do what I wanted to do with her, but also the reaction I was still feeling in my body.The tingling sensation in between my thighs, the way my dick strained in my pants wanting to burst my zippers.Fuck.I slammed my fist hard into the bag. I wanted to forget. It was the reason I left before I did something I'd regret.I had lost all my self-control back there, and if I had stayed a second longer, both of us would be panting for air with our clothes on the floor while we explored each other's bodies.I hated this feeling. Why the hell was it coming all day? Was it because of the heat?That could be the reason, but I barely
CELESTE POVSay no. Say no.The alarm in my head resounded over again.Yet…I wanted him. I wanted him to do as he said. I wanted to hear the vulgar voices all over again, making my pussy tingle.“Tell me, Celeste,” Damon said in the roughest voice I've ever heard him speak.Gripping the back of my neck, he pulled me into him so that our body was pressed together.My heart throbbed, likewise my nipples, and every other part of my body. I believe he could feel my heart pounding.Damon's hand moved up and down the length of my body, my body felt flushed against his, and my knees grew weak. Our lips were near, and I could almost taste his breath.“Is this right?” I whispered, my gaze flitting up to meet him.“What isn't right?” He asked.He was this close to me. Our bodies pressed together, our lips almost locking. I knew I only needed to move a little for us to begin to kiss each other.Someone could come in here. Seth, the warriors, anyone whatsoever. I didn't want anyone to get any ide
CELESTE POVI paused at the threshold of the room, inhaling deeply.It was dark in here, with less light. There were just two windows that might have been used to allow air to drift into the room and ward off the scent of sweat that surrounded it now.But it was barely useful.This wasn't unlike the general training room, which was bright and warm.It was cold, unwelcoming…dark and mysterious. Yet, I left the doorside and wandered inside.The silence in the room was another thing. It was almost deafening. I could barely hear anything. Not even the echo of my footsteps.My fingers reached out, tracing the weapons that lined the walls as I walked past them. Swords with edges honed so fine they could slice a hair midair, silver-tipped spears, weighted gauntlets, and rows of throwing knives.I felt the sharpness, stories, and pain behind each one I touched. I shuddered, wrapping my arms around myself.I stilled as I felt a presence. Slowly, I swirled, but no one was in the room with me.I