DELLAIt was the early parts of the morning when I felt the weight on Hunt's side of the shift as he climbed into the bed beside me.My brain told me to get out of there, to leave the room and just run away for good, but my heart made me turn around and face Hunt. I reached out and wrapped my arms around his neck as he pulled me in closer."I'm sorry," I whispered. "I didn't want to push you away but you hurt my feelings.""I'm sorry," he whispered back. "I was just scared about losing you and wanted to point out all the dangers. I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't mean to hurt you."He leaned in and kissed my lips lightly before kissing the tip of my nose. I buried my face into his chest and inhaled deeply."I'm scared," I whispered. "Would there be no other way to save the baby?""I'll be right by your side, so don't be scared," I told her. "And I don't know about safer ways to this.""I'll talk to Lilith about it in the morning," I told him.
DELLA"You are going to give us what we want or we'll take it away from you!"I was running through the woods in my nightmare. Something terrible was running behind me. I could sense the way it wanted to harm me. The dark whispers followed as I ran. Suddenly there seemed to be too many trees and I couldn't breathe as I pushed through the thick firs. There was no way out. I could feel its breath right behind me. An earsplitting scream broke out from somewhere in the dark and my throat constricted with panic."Della!" Hunt shouted and I jerked awake at the sound of his voice. He was beside me, gripping my arms and I couldn't help the hot tears that rushed down my cheeks."They...they were going to kill me," I pushed him back as I sat up, my hands trembled uncontrollably."I saw your dream. I don't know what it means, but I won't let any harm come to you," he said in a husky voice. But even though he tried to hide it, I could sense the fear in him too."The
HUNT"I can't pick up a scent," Scott said the second he got back to my cabin.I can't understand how it happened, but I'd only been gone a few minutes to get Lilith and when I got back, the bathroom door was busted in and a pool of blood was where Della should have been. I shouldn't have left her. I keep telling myself that. I could have been here if anything happened. But there was no use mulling over my mistakes. I had to find Della and that was all that was important to me right now.The blood tracks bad stopped about a mile away from the camps and that was just before a heavy snowstorm hit us. I had a bad feeling that this was just a coincidence and that it was somehow connected to her dreams.I'd paced around the room again, running my hands through my hair several times as I tried to figure out what the hell I was going to do.I didn't even know if she was okay. She was heavily bleeding when I last saw her. Panic filled me as I imagined her cold and lifeles
DELLAI rubbed my wrists as Sam, the rogue werewolf that Damien had allowed into my room, unlocked the other cuff from my right hand."Thank you," I told her and she smiled as she brought the tray of food around to me."How are you feeling?" she asked as she tucked a blonde strand of her hair behind her ear and sat down in front of me."I'm better," I said as I lifted a spoonful of the hot chicken broth to my lips.I didn't know I was hungry until now. I a ate few more spoonfuls of chicken and vegetables and sighed with relief as it warmed my insides. It felt so good."It's not that bad here," Sam said as she crossed her legs and faced me. " Damien told me about you and I just wanted to tell you that it's okay and that you can talk to me if you like.""Why did he bring me here?" I asked. "Someone in your pack doesn't want you there," Sam said. "This person was going around and spreading rumours about you and Damien heard. Which is why we brought you here
DELLAI sat in Lilith's cabin with Faye's arms wrapped around me."I can't understand how I've offended him in any way," I told Lilith.She smiled warmly at me as she prepared a pot of tea. "Hunt is very Orthodox in his thinking. He grew up with an abusive father who after he married Hunt's mother, became indifferent to the rogues. The rogues became more violent and the attacks were directed at the wolf packs.""What about me being a hybrid? I barely understand it myself.""My dear, men are very challenging creatures indeed. The feud between the witches and werewolves are still going strong to this day. He's not thinking straight. Give him time and he'll come around," Lilith said. "I'll make him understand."A stray rolled down from the corner of my eye. "I thought things were going to be better for me when I became a part of this pack. Maybe Hunt is right. I should just go to the rogues. They understand all of this better than I do anyway.""Don't d
DELLAI sat up for hours when Sam I came back to the high packhouse. The other rogues had been friendly so far despite me being a complete stranger. They didn't really care. They treated me as if I was one of their own. Well, it was definitely a warmer welcome than I had gotten with Hunt's pack.No one shot dagger stares at me and everyone mostly kept to themselves. I was in the library room, running my fingers along the thick spines of various volumes of books. I stopped when I came across a book titled: The Fascination With Werewolves.I slid the black book out and moved my fingers over the delicate gold calligraphy over the surface of the hardcover. It was beautiful. I flipped the book open and scanned its yellow-stained pages as it's showed depictions of werewolves, the werewolf trials and the full moon and its involvement in the cycle of change."That's my great grandfather's book."I turned around to see Damien standing a few feet away from me. He had
DELLA"How did you get that scar? If you don't mind me asking."Damien and I were sitting in the darkness of the library after spending the day reading through most of his great grandfather's book, describing a great tale of love and war and everything else in between.Some parts of it made me tear up. I had a great affection for stories especially love stories where the characters struggled to be together."It's actually not from any heroic tale if you were thinking that," Damien said laughing. "It was very stupid. My sister and I were going for the same kill and she clawed me in the face so that she could get to the kill first. It took me days to recover.""What happened to you sister?" I asked.Damien shrugged and closed the book, before placing it on the wooden desk. "She left to go be on her own. She didn't want to be a part of this world any longer because she couldn't stand the wars and fighting. I would do anything to see her now. It's been years since
DELLAI poked at my plate of eggs and bacon. It was dark. Only streaks of orange had now painted the sky's dark purple background. I hadn't been feeling very good since I left Hunt and I couldn't ignore the way my heart grew sore each time I thought of him.I kept on replaying our last conversation over and over in my head. There was both a mixture of fear and anger in his eyes. I only chose to see it as anger then, but it was fear too. And sitting here now poking through my breakfast made me realize that he still did care even though his words cut right through me. He was scared. I was scared. Scared of what me being a hybrid meant.Hunt was simply mad at the fact that I was with a bunch of rogue werewolves and that I had accepted their help over his. There was nothing he could do for me or for the baby I was carrying. These werewolves, whether rogue or not, knew what I was and I needed answers.I was tired of going through everything blindly. The least Hunt co