Tyler’s POV Jose seems weird. He addresses me by Alpha instead of Ty or Jane. And he’s wearing jeans and a shirt when I told him to wear a suit. “Let’s go hunting,” Jason patted me once on the shoulder. My eyes remained on the busy street, where the crescent moon brightens the dark heavens. I trailed after Jason and Karlos after a minute, the latter in his wolf form; his fur is a cloak of shadows. We were crossing a deserted alley drenched in darkness when a car honked, stopping us in the middle of the street. “I stopped by a car repair shop since I don’t know how to fix your midnight blue Porsche baby, Ty.” I froze, coldness wrapped my body. Remus howled fiercely inside me. Before I could blink, Karlos was already sprinting on the opposite side. I remained pinned to the ground. ‘Elaine…’ My soul ached. ‘Elaine…’ A tear fell from my face, the nightly breeze wiping it away. “What the
Tyler’s POV I wiped her mouth as she opened her eyes. We did not proceed at my mansion yet. We are here, in the Luna’s Lake, the lake beside the training field and sparring arena. The moon above, now fully illuminating the starry blanket, reflected in the surface of the lake, where I washed every filth away from her body and healed Elaine’s every wound with the water’s help. Only scars on her skin stayed when she yawned and stretched her arms. Beautiful scars that make us now equal. I have scars on my own, from training and fighting and hunting Hearteaters. Even from lovemaking from the various women I bedded but never loved. I took off my shirt, showing my biceps and laying my godly body before her. A feast for her to savor, Remus whispered. “Am I alive?” I gave her a nervous laugh. “You can only see my dick when you’re alive.” She grinned. “Then I fucking am alive.” This was the n
Tyler’s POV “Fifty Shades of Gray? That’s what we are going to watch?!” My little snow flower nodded like a beagle being asked by her master. “I thought we were going to watch a funny movie.” “This is a funny movie,” Elaine reasoned. “At least some part of it. The original trilogy is basically a fanfiction of Twilight, the movie we last watched.” “Twilight? The one where they portray vampires with diamond skin and werewolves that shift with clothes on?” “Yup. That’s the one!” Elaine even chucked, which made my brows furrowed in confusion. Mortals have a weird taste of literature to be honest. As Elaine grabbed her popcorn and I was left sitting on the golden couch shirtless and compelled to watch whatever this film is about, I slid my hand to my dick to keep my palm warm. “The title sounds poetic though?” She just shrugged. “So tell me…” I continued. “What are the fifty shades of gray?”
I am in the realm of dream, where fantasy feels like reality. Where being a princess without a prince is possible. Where summoning a storm without being wrecked by it is within a reach of the hand. I am dreaming. I am sure of it. Or am I not? I look around, let my senses see and hear and touch and taste and smell everything. I can feel the heat of the sun, taste the cool wind around me, and hear the rustling of the leaves in the Misty Forest. I can see the bright green leaves, the wide grass field beckoning me to feel its natural softness. I can smell the fragrance of after-rain, of petrichor and— “Someone’s cooking,” I turn to my heel and search for the origin of the scent. The smell is from roasted pork belly, seasoned with what smells like pepper and salt and rosemary. And butter. I can see a tiny house in the distance, smoke coming out in its chimney. Is that a farmhouse? A cattle, the sound of chickens a
Days passed and I spent those preparing for the wedding like any other mortal bride, while Grandmama Jane tutored me in the afternoon at the Lodge of the Luna on what are a Luna’s duties aside from spreading legs and bearing babies. “…and most of all, love him. As if he’s the half of your soul.” “I am indeed half of her soul.” I do not need to turn around to know that it is Tyler’s dark, erotic voice. “For Stella’s sake, Tyler, wear a shirt!” Jane complained. The grandson only chuckled. “Why not? My Luna would like to see this, don’t you, Elaine?” I swallowed my shame, doubtful whether I should shake my head or give Tyler a nod. “She says no.” I met Grandmama’s eyes. Tyler narrowed his towards his grandmother and then to me. Then the bastard took off his jeans, throwing it to me before light flashed in my eyes. A figure of a white wolf galloped outside, hurrying to get out the High Priestess’ radar.
After almost ten minutes of waiting for her and her dismissal so I can go home and give Tyler a blowing, she was finally back. “Grandmama?” The night is now bright. But the High Priestess has not yet turned on the lights, only the sole candle shining between us illuminates the Lodge of the Luna. The loud sound of bells ringing echoed inside, and on the outside. “Intruders! Intruders!” Heart-shattering shouts from around us made me flinch. Panic starts to swirl inside me. I jerked my head, the face of Jane Moonstorm eventually warping to something…a wolf-like entity that stood like a man but with ram horns and bat-like hands and arms towering over me. ‘Selena, help me,’ I prayed. The candle went out. The light went out. The fire, the only element that can scare them away, went out. Everything is utterly dark, the thick coldness is suffocating. The fragrance of death sent me crumbling from the chair and
Elaine’s POVA traitor is inside Stella’s Soul. Is my dream a premonition or— “It can’t be…” I murmured to the midnight wind; it’s cold but not suffocating. “B—But who could be betraying us? Could you find that out? Could Jason and Grandmama Jane find it out?” Tyler slowed me down. The High Priestess reached for my hand, “Just leave it to him and our pack, dear.” Her eyes darted to the Alpha of the Amber Pack.***Though it wasn’t my fault, I still felt guilty. I have been marked by the Hearteaters since birth. Once again, my ignorance almost cost someone’s life. First it was the beach accident that killed the Rutherfords and my pet dog Joey, and now… Does my arrival in Stella’s Soul put the lives of the wolves here at risk? ‘You cannot escape your fate—our fate...’ The words directly from the tongue of Eliane, the Forest Witch, ringed in my ears. ‘I must go now, Ruel. I must make peace with them and undo my creation befor
Tyler’s POVMy brother waited for five minutes for someone inside the arena to come forward and reveal it was them, eventually confessing why they let three shitty heart-eating beasts enter Stella’s Soul. ‘A liar will never confess the truth unless he or she is tortured, ‘til one see the face of death smiling at them,’ Remus breathed into my soul. My wolf’s words of wisdom sent a grin blooming across my poker face. And even when the timer runs out, as expected—as we have anticipated, no one moves forward. And that’s why we resorted to the latter of Remus’ advice: torture.***Elaine’s POVEvery breath I take makes me anxious even more. Only one of us inside the arena could be the mole. Stella’s Soul is a village where basically those who are only a member can enter due to a gold-plated card handed out to everyone, even to me. And they can invite anyone as long as the invitee is with the member upon crossing Selena