Aria The head band around my head feels both restricting and comforting, and when the girl trying to tie the accessory tugs again, I let out a tiny, "oomph" sound. "I'm sorry, Luna. Is it uncomfortable? I can adjust it." The girl dressing me is nearly half my size, which is peculiar in itself because I'm considered quite lean back at the Shifters realm. Her fingers feel too delicate, and too thin. I almost want to ask if she's okay, if she didn't have such a wide smile on her face. "No, thank you. It's fine. The head tie is very beautiful." I answer. It's no secret that when I'm not around Kaidën, I suddenly don't know how I should act around these strange people. It's almost amusing how I am still a Luna, yet the circumstances are so different, it feels like I'm not even one. The girl pauses again, and flashes me another one of her bright smiles. "Thank you very much. The best for our Luna." She sounds very excited to be doing this, and I furrow my brow in confusion. From t
Aria Kaidën looks at me like he can read my mind, and see all the questions in it. I'm tempted to ask him if he can, but I'm still bothered by what the girl who'd just left almost said to me. Suddenly, I feel his strong arms on my shoulder, like he's trying to shake me awake. "What? Did you say something to me?" I peer at him dazedly. I haven't been listening. "I asked if you were alright, Aria?" He sounds a little worried, and my heart warms again at his gesture. Anytime, Kaidën acts the way he does to me, I sometimes forget he's not my real mate. That everything is simply a sham. An elaborate one at that. I shake my head, and reach for his hands on my shoulder. "I'm fine, Kaidën. What are you doing here?" The quicker I am at changing the topic, the less the chances he is of asking me what I was just talking about with... I didn't even ask her name. How do I ask her about the prophecy again? My eyes meet Kaidën's deep ones. Or should I ask him myself? I remember the girl
Kaidën "No need to keep looking back so much. Tonight is to celebrate the Luna. After tonight, you can have her all to yourself, Alpha." Riven enunciates on the "Alpha" like he's teasing me on some joke I'm not aware of. I shoot him a playful glare. "I'm just worried she'd be nervous around everyone. This place is still new to her after all." At this, Riven peers at me intently. He's always had a skill for reading people. It's a surprise he hasn't read through our lies already. We both slump on a seat near the far end of the party. At least from here, we reduce the amount of people coming over to greet me, and if I focus hard enough, I can hear the light twinkling of Aria's laughter from here. "Here," Riven says, as he passes me a cup of alcohol. I stare at the swirling black liquid for a while, before throwing it back down my throat. "I'm sure she'll be fine. She may not look it, but she's strong." He whispers fondly. Of course she is. She survived everything they did to he
Kaidën "That's more the spirit. After you, Alpha." Riven suddenly seems more energetic, as he walks me through the brightly lit walls. He enjoys places like this. We call it- the "omega hole" and for good reasons too. The walkways are designed to lull you into this false sense of security and lack of movement of time. The omega hole always has shiny lights, and everyone you pass always has a smile on their face. It's like once they're in here, they have no sense of the world outside. As we walk, a tall lanky girl with overflowing bosoms stop in front of us. Her eyes fleet over to Riven, who offers her a smooth smile and back to me. Her brain seems to click in place when she realizes who I am, and she crouches just a bit before slipping into a sultry voice, I can only imagine she practices every day in front of a mirror. "Oh, Alpha. What have we done to be graced with your presence today." Her fingers brush over my outfit briefly, before her eyes meet mine over lowered lashes.
Aria "Oh, Luna. Come dance with us." Someone says, but everything feels hazy around me, and I can barely focus on one thing. The girls in front of me look around my age, and their dresses, although shorter than mine, are equally as strappy, and see through. Their giggles grow louder the closer they come to me, and someone stretches a drink towards me. "I think I'm okay. I don't want to-" "Have fun with us, Luna." Something about the way their voices swim around me, causes my thoughts to swirl further from me. I accept the drink one of them is handing to me, and take a small sip. The drink is surprisingly very sweet despite the dark green color of it. I don't think I've ever seen a drink like this, and I almost want to ask them what it is, when my feet start to feel a little heavy under me. "Luna?" The girl closest to me peers at me intently, her smile still firmly in place. My mind struggles to wrap around where I am for a moment, and I stagger onto what I can only assume is
Kaidën Her hands immediately leave my torso when she hears her name, and she takes an involuntary step back. "Alp-Kaidën." She whispers, still behind me. I sigh to myself. This is all my fault. With everything going on concerning my real mate, and then getting Aria to pretend to be my mate, I forgot all about her. "Eliana, what are you doing here?" I turn slowly, slow enough that I don't startle my shadows into going into defense mode. And Eliana? My gift? Anger bubbles in me when I realize what this means. Is she one of those omegas now? Her covering slips to the ground, and she seems to stand straighter. "I missed you." "Missed me? What do you mean?" I ask, already getting agitated with whatever it is she is doing. I have a lot of questions, but not the patience to stay here while she answers. My mind goes back to Aria, and how she must be doing at the party. Is she getting along well with the other omegas? I should have instructed Riven to go back to her a
Aria "Who are you?" Kaidën's voice is thick, and holds the kind of authority familiar to Alphas. The kind that has you submitting to them whether you want to or not. It's a trait most Alphas have. It makes me wonder what kind of life Kaidën would have lived if he'd not been born a rogue. He probably would have still ended up an Alpha just like Cassius. So who was his father then? A former Alpha I haven't heard anything about? Part of my Luna training has been to learn the history of most of the Alpha's and Luna's before me. I try to move the rope tying my hand together again. All these aren't important when I've been abducted again. It seems the moon goddess has forgotten me these days, or maybe bestowed a curse upon me? Why am I so unfortunate? First it's my best friend that betrays me. Then I lose my scent and my mate. And my grandmother... Now, I'm tied up somewhere I don't even know. And yet again, it's someone in the rogues camp that's kidnapped me. If I remember it
Eliana I part my lips in a crooked smile. Kaidën is staring at me with a vicious look in his eyes, like he can't see me, and in a way maybe he can't. Maybe all he can see is his mate-his precious chosen mate, giving to him by the moon goddess. I almost let out a hysterical laugh. What a hypocrite! What about to all the hate he's harbored for the moon goddess and all the other goddesses? All the nights we've spent together, staring at the moon, and wondering why her goddesses have decided to fail us. Has he forgotten everything just because of her? Because he's been given a mate? This time the laugh bursts out of me, and I can't control it. Soon, I'm holding my stomach, and clutching it for dear life, because it's so funny. Kaidën shoots an irritated glare at me, before he asks. "What do you mean by when she's gone?" I'm not surprised. She's still all he can think about. He's practically been bewitched by her. By her long flowing golden hair, and her soft features, that no
Riven Maybe I shouldn't have said it. I half expect her to be surprised, maybe a little angry that Kaidën found his mate, even though he used to be sweet on her. The vindictive woman really thinks Kaidën should remain alone even if she's moved on to her new mate. If a bond can develop between Piper and the pack shifters realm king, then why is she so surprised that Kaidën also has a mate? Piper turns slit like eyes to me. "Tell me you're lying." My brows furrow. Her rage is nearly palpable in the air, and I can almost taste it myself. It could tightly around the room, like a poison that will infect anyone who gets too close to it. "Why do you want it to be a lie? Did you also like the Alpha?" It won't be impossible to believe, since the Alpha was very sweet on her in the past. That was one of the reasons I never wanted to be attracted to her then. The Alpha seemed to have taken an interest to her. And the Alpha never took an interest to anyone—not even Eliana Gree
Kaidën "Then what do you request to lead me to the person I'm looking for?" I hate that I even have to ask this man for help, but he's more than proven that he knows things I don't—things I desperately need to know. He laughs, another airy sound that doesn't match the darkness lurking around him. I wonder again, what he might be. "Will you be able to give me what I want? Because where your mate is, she is in terrible danger, King of Shadows." A shallow breath leaves me. What does he mean by that? If Chloe isn't in that dungeon, then where is she? I grip my sword tighter. "Tell me where she is. I'll give you whatever you want." He pins me with a hard look. "You should not make promises you can't keep, Shadow King. What if what I want is a part of you?" I frown, a little confused. It takes me a while to realize what he means by a part of me. My gaze hardens on him, and he smiles wider. "I told you not to promise things you can't give. Tsk, if you need my help then th
Aria I clear my throat, and roam my gaze all over the man standing in front of me. Thankfully he is back to his normal form, which isn't a monstrous beast, although I have to wonder how much of that form is abnormal. If he is that Alpha—the same one that ruled a long time ago, and died before the war of the dead pack, then isn't his truest form that of a monster. But most importantly, what does he want with me? I'm not exactly a rogue, so taking out his anger on me would be useless. I try not to think about what it would mean if he plans to use me to attack Kaidën's people. As terrible as I feel about the injustice done to his wife, him and his people, I could never do something so treacherous to Kaidën. Kaidën isn't like all the other rogues he is talking about, and his story of misery has been so long ago, the rogues aren't the same anymore. Now it's even the pack shifters realm who dispose of people they dislike as rogues, and the goddesses' as usual have been helple
Aria The Alpha of the Dead Pack. A couple of seconds pass, or maybe minutes, or even hours, but I remain silent after his words. I try to remember what I know of the dead pack, but it's too little to mean anything to my situation right now. In fact, most of what I know of the dead pack are bedtime stories my grandmother told me and Piper. I never expected to meet someone from my fantasy story world, or worse, to meet the Alpha of their pack. Shaking my head, I try to breathe in slowly, trying not to pass out front of the numerous amount of things I'm feeling all at the same time. "Why did you buy me then? If you are dead, and you rule a dead kingdom, what use am I to you?" I recall grandmother's words—stories—of the dead pack, at least the ones that come to mind. A long time ago, before the rogues were called rogues, they were just classified as outlaws. The pack shifters' realm—according to grandmother, hasn't always been this civilized because, in her words, "it is
Riven"I—I think you should leave."The words don't even sound like mine as I say them, but the look on Piper's face shows that she's more taken aback by them than I am. Why do I care that she hates Aria? Maybe because she is our Luna and the one who will bring an end to our curse. Piper doesn't understand what it feels like to be a rogue—to be treated like a dirty criminal from the time you're born. Some of us never even got the chance to find a pack before we were declared unfit to be accepted into society. That's the kind of pain all rogues have to live with. That is why Akira gave her life to change that. The Alpha might believe I am waiting for a chance to pay the pack shifters back in their coin, but he's slightly off the mark. Once the goddesses' prophecy has been fulfilled, then we can finally find true happiness. The pack shifters won't be able to attack us anymore. "Riven?""Yes," I answer limply, unable to meet her eyes. I'm not the young beta she met the first tim
Kaidën I clench my fist and pin him with a hard look. "I don't have the time for this."Before he can blink, I pull out my sword again, already letting my shadows peek out until I can feel them on my fingertips. One wrong move and I'll let them suck the life out of him without losing sleep over it. After all, this man stands in the way of me and reaching my Aria—no, just Aria. I furrow my brow with a mix of annoyance and confusion. When did she become my Aria? Darien chuckles. "Unlike you, shadow King I know the full extents of my powers, do you really think you can win a fight against me?" I bristle at the meaning to his words. I've long stopped wondering how he knows what he knows. How he knows that I don't fully understand the extents of my shadows. It doesn't matter, because they've never failed me before. "Alright, if you still want to raise your sword against me, then be prepared to die, because those shadows of yours won't save you this time."The words roll out of his l
Riven The room is still as silent as a graveyard despite my question, and I begin to wonder if she's even heard me. “I asked you—” “Shut up, Riven.” She cuts me off with a stony glare that looks so vicious, I have to take an involuntary step back. It seems I have forgotten this woman is still the Luna of all the pack shifters. Long gone is the gangly wide eyed woman who smiled at everything I had said, and let her fingers brush mine. Every time I look at her, I feel even more foolish. To have been caught in the snare of somebody like her—a member of the pack shifters, and one ruthless enough to do anything to climb to the top. I've just been a stepping stone for her, but my heart isn't willing to accept that fact. That is why I still scramble for whatever affections she throws my way, like a pathetic dog. Heat prickles under my palms when I look into her eyes, but I don't say anything to her. With a pleased smile on her face, she turns away from me, as if satisfi
Riven It's been eight hours since I've seen the Alpha, and the link between us isn't telling me anything. Normally, it doesn't say much since the alpha is a really private person, and he likes to mask his scent well, but it hasn't been this dead before. No matter how much I reach out to him, I get nothing in return. These troubled thoughts have been plaguing my mind ever since he left without a word. At least if he'd told me where he was going, I wouldn't be so worried. A part of me thinks, maybe despite his words on the matter, he might have gone to search for the Luna. The Luna. Could I even call her that yet, considering she doesn't have the Alpha's mark on her. She's also an omega—not the strongest choice for Lunas. But now that I think about it, I've always heard that in the pack Shifters realm, they love to pick Omega's as Luna's. I'm not sure if this is because they want someone weaker than the Alpha for a Luna, or just the work of fate making Omega’s Alpha’s m
Aria Everything was a lie? What does he mean by that? "W-what do you mean? A lie? Are you Lugh?" I ask rapidly, feeling my heart nearly beating out of my chest. Is this happening because I still didn't want to go with Lugh willingly despite his story? The rumble of his voice rattles my bones. "I am Lugh Darg, the Alpha of the dead pack. Only I exist in this realm," His voice drops till it's nearly a whisper carrying across my skin like a chilly embrace. "You can be here with me too, Aria dear. All you have to do is accept me." He croaks the end of the words out, like a fish trying to speak out of water. I press my hand against the wall of the vehicle behind me, wondering how I can escape someone like this. A part of me still thinks that maybe Lugh can help me. Maybe he's somewhere in here. "You naive fool." A torn laugh comes from him, and my eyes fly back to him. "What do you want from me?" I try to say firmer, but I'm still shaking with fear. This is more than