Khaleesi's POV; Now, it was clear from the look on their faces that I was the evil one. A refusal and it looked like I had unleashed all hell on them. I wouldn't have minded anything if it wasn't for the gentle tug on my clothes and once again I was left to stare into a pair of innocent eyes that looked like they were staring and boring deep into my soul.Those pair of eyes soon had tears in them and were now looking up at me, as if to tell me of the impending doom of those tears. "Do you hate us that much?" Asked the little boy. If it wasn't for the innocence in his eyes, I would have thought he had been brainwashed by one of the adults and had been asked to say these words. One thing I learned back then while watching over my pack, after my parents death was that kids never told lies. If a kid was to tell one how ugly they looked, then believe such kid because they meant it and that was the truth. I blinked my eyes, allowing myself the satisfaction of showing my exact react
Khaleesi's POV; Back in my pack; As I walked in my office, trying so hard to find what to do and keep myself busy, sweat had managed to form on my forehead. "I shouldn't have agreed," I whispered, biting my nails and glaring at my neatly arranged table. For once, I was pissed at my ability to get things done in the blink of an eye. Was this even supposed to be funny at all? It was finally the day of the Bloodmoon pack's festival and even as we were far away from each other, I could feel their excitement in the weak bond we had. It was still a weak bond since I and Aodhàn had barely consummated the mating ceremony finish and had only taken an oath. With it being like this, there was no way I could have a strong bond with his pack. Was I attracted to him? Absolutely not and neither did I have plans on sealing the deal finally with him. At best, I just had to move back and avoid him at all costs. It had been difficult to learn the hard way that feelings couldn't be avo
Khaleesi's POV;Bloodmoon pack:The words of Alaric haunted me like a ghost while I tried hard to make sense of my emotions. Was I happy? Sad? Cheerful? I didn't exactly know but one thing I was very sure of was the fact that my emotions weren't exactly right and I was affected by the huge bomb Alaric dropped on me. Every attempt at trying to tell myself that Dan's supposed last words didn't mean a thing and had just been spontaneous, cruelly went down the drain. No! Those words were the type that were left behind to haunt me. All the while, the one person I thought was behind the death of my parents was actually the wrong information?No, that couldn't be right. Alaric had personally investigated it himself, alongside me who was hellbent on seeking vengeance for my parents. Now, he was still the one telling me what Dan had left behind in his death. Was this supposed to be some sort of joke? I thought, dragging my feet to the room Aodhàn had assigned for me. It hadn't been part of
Khaleesi's POV; "No. Of course not. I'm just surprised it's only you that's left here. What? Do you not like gatherings like such? It's okay, we can skip today's own if you don't," and yes, that was the perfect excuse and more like also a perfect way for me to try and avoid having to go to the festival and showcase the dance I never practiced. Going to dance Infront of everyone would only be like publicly going to shame myself intentionally. "No. The Alpha has ordered for me to escort you over as soon as you're back," came her answer which sounded firmer and forceful. "The Alpha wouldn't know I came back early if you decide to keep your mouth shut. What do you say?" Despite knowing that what I was doing wasn't supposed to be so, you could say I was only pushing on Yenna's buttons to see who she truly was under the calm façade she put on. After so many effort in pushing and pulling, I came to the conclusion after realising how much of a choice I had. The first one being that
Khaleesi's POV; One thing I failed to realize while I was preparing to attend this festival was what exactly it meant. I didn't ask Yenna or anyone else what the festival really was about while I prepared for it. It should have been a toned down one but imagine my shock when Yenna calmly led to to a wide open ground. No, the festival wasn't taking place in a luxuriously decorated hall but instead, in a clear and vast land, full of people laughing, drinking, merrying. Everyone seemed to have formed their own group, making it easy for them to mingle with each other. Meanwhile, I was reconsidering the light promise I had made in the spur of the moment. Was it really worth it now? I should go back, shouldn't I? These were the questions I asked myself while I let my eyes soak in the sight before me. At least, it wasn't too late for me to sneak out now if I was going to do so. They all were too occupied to take note of my presence, promptly giving me more reins to run if
Khaleesi's POV; One thing I failed to realize while I was preparing to attend this festival was what exactly it meant. I didn't ask Yenna or anyone else what the festival really was about while I prepared for it. It should have been a toned down one but imagine my shock when Yenna calmly led to to a wide open ground. No, the festival wasn't taking place in a luxuriously decorated hall but instead, in a clear and vast land, full of people laughing, drinking, merrying. Everyone seemed to have formed their own group, making it easy for them to mingle with each other. Meanwhile, I was reconsidering the light promise I had made in the spur of the moment. Was it really worth it now? I should go back, shouldn't I? These were the questions I asked myself while I let my eyes soak in the sight before me. At least, it wasn't too late for me to sneak out now if I was going to do so. They all were too occupied to take note of my presence, promptly giving me more reins to run if
KHALEESI’S POV; Darkness slowly carried me and I willingly let it, too weak to fight against it. Shadows floated above me and I fought for my consciousness, hoping to bring myself out of whatever state this was. Forcing my eyes open, I closed them back immediately, trying to get used to the sudden brightness that almost blinded me. Why was this scene all too familiar? Like I had been here before. I forced them open again, only to see shadows swimming at the edges of my vision, their hands stretching out to me as if asking me to come. Their hands were spread out towards me, inviting me and immediately, I tried to force my eyes open. “Ah!” With a loud gasp, i sat up on the bed, my eyes flew open, my back cold with sweat and a creepy feeling crawling up my spine. The cold that slowly washed over me was none like no other and the odd scent of burning wood happened to wake my senses. Staring around me, the first thing that came in sight was a small traditional pot with a smal
KHALEESI’S POV; Darkness slowly carried me and I willingly let it, too weak to fight against it. Shadows floated above me and I fought for my consciousness, hoping to bring myself out of whatever state this was. Forcing my eyes open, I closed them back immediately, trying to get used to the sudden brightness that almost blinded me. Why was this scene all too familiar? Like I had been here before. I forced them open again, only to see shadows swimming at the edges of my vision, their hands stretching out to me as if asking me to come. Their hands were spread out towards me, inviting me and immediately, I tried to force my eyes open. “Ah!” With a loud gasp, i sat up on the bed, my eyes flew open, my back cold with sweat and a creepy feeling crawling up my spine. The cold that slowly washed over me was none like no other and the odd scent of burning wood happened to wake my senses. Staring around me, the first thing that came in sight was a small traditional pot with a smal
"He was taken away by a disguised witch that came for revenge.""What! A disguised witch? What is going on? What do you mean?" Alasdair asked in a hurry as he ran his fingers through his hair. It was at this moment Joanna was a le to see the fatigue in his eyes and now, she felt like she had come back to square one, like the powerless little girl she once was. "Before we continue this conversation,we need to get him inside. It's a long story...," Elias spoke, pointing at Micah who had stopped moving and his eyes were tightly shut. Immediately, they all made their way into Alasdair's house, as they shut the door tightly.Altair was smart enough to protect the house with a spell that didn't allow outsiders to hear what was going on. Indeed, the blue moon pack where everyone treated each other like families had become a pack where they all had to be careful of whom to trust."Now, can someone tell me what the hell is going on here? I'm really so confused," Mark cursed out, slapping h
"He was taken away by a disguised witch that came for revenge.""What! A disguised witch? What is going on? What do you mean?" Alasdair asked in a hurry as he ran his fingers through his hair. It was at this moment Joanna was a le to see the fatigue in his eyes and now, she felt like she had come back to square one, like the powerless little girl she once was. "Before we continue this conversation,we need to get him inside. It's a long story...," Elias spoke, pointing at Micah who had stopped moving and his eyes were tightly shut. Immediately, they all made their way into Alasdair's house, as they shut the door tightly.Altair was smart enough to protect the house with a spell that didn't allow outsiders to hear what was going on. Indeed, the blue moon pack where everyone treated each other like families had become a pack where they all had to be careful of whom to trust."Now, can someone tell me what the hell is going on here? I'm really so confused," Mark cursed out, slapping h
Khaleesi's POV;I didn't need to be told that I was yet again dreaming in the midst of war. Moreover, why do my dreams always have to be wet dreams I knew would never be fulfilled. Was Sebastian sweet? Definitely not. Was Elias sweet? I really didn't know.Was Alasdair sweet? Yes, but then, why was it that my dream wasn't about him? Everytime I closed my eyes to sleep, I was always ending up in Dreamland. Have I been cursed? I didn't know but then, I recalled something and I hoped at this point, whatever it was that was going to happen in my dreams, my mother shouldn't be watching. Now that she had made herself known beside me, she didn't need to keep watching me in my dreams.After several failed attempts of trying to wake myself and leave Dreamland, I gave up on this idea and rather focused on the situation at hand. How did I even fall asleep in the first place? I couldn't understand this as my thoughts were all jammed up. A touch on my bare shoulder was enough to send me to an
Before the coven of witches arrived, the Red moon pack members all arrived safely, with none of the members missing. They were all ushered into Alasdair's home which already contained the Blue moon pack members. "Joanna, you need to stay in. I promise, we would rescue your son and bring him back to you," Sebastian spoke, finally braving up to speak to her."No, stay out of my way. This is my fight," Joanna hissed while he immediately retreated."No, this is our fight!" Mark yelled as he threw his fist into the air."Fine, just be safe," Sebastian gave up stopping her while Joanna ignored his words.Mark was carried outside, behind the flowers where his body was hidden.This was a big risk they had all taken to ensure he'd get back to normal as soon as they spotted Helen, the one who put him in this condition.Althea who had also been locked in Alasdair's house during the previous battle was allowed to join the fight. No one dared to stop her since they all knew her main aim. Alasda
This left Aric with one choice which was to kill every witch he came across as fast as he could.Soon enough, he went unto action.Elias and Stella both noticed Altair who was planning on killing another guard and immediately went to stop him. They both directed the guards to kill the other witches while they fought with Altair who seemed displeased by their actions."Why is no one taking my side?" Altair screamed blindly as he fought with them . He was seconds away from changing to his wolf form and they could see it. "... because you're doing the wrong thing. No one is going to take your side," Stella yelled as she dodged his incoming blow.Her words seemed to further anger Altair as he charged towards her once more, leaving Elias out of it. Midway,he changed into his wolf form while Stella transformed to the creature that once haunted Joanna. Everyone on the battlefield could see Stella change and the moment she did, the witches who were starting to have the upper hand all star
Allegra's pov; "Ooooh!" I stretched on the soft bed beneath me, pleased that I was able to sleep and wake without interruptions. How long had it been since I've had a proper rest? This took me back to the time I spent in Vincenzo's mansion, reminding me of how I had to be woken with water being poured over me, loud banging on the door, or having the blanket on my body being pulled away harshly. None of these had been pleasing so far and each time, it only got worse, where I was being tormented by such acts. The warmth of the sun on my face was a quick reminder of where I was. Immediately, I moved out of bed, holding my forehead slightly while trying to organise the things I should do today. I stared around me, at the unfamiliar room and realised I didn't have to do the usual. I didn't have to be scared of doing the things I used to do, where I always had the fear of not knowing what I might be asked to do or at the same time, what kind of misfortune was going to befal
Allegra's pov; "Ooooh!" I stretched on the soft bed beneath me, pleased that I was able to sleep and wake without interruptions. How long had it been since I've had a proper rest? This took me back to the time I spent in Vincenzo's mansion, reminding me of how I had to be woken with water being poured over me, loud banging on the door, or having the blanket on my body being pulled away harshly. None of these had been pleasing so far and each time, it only got worse, where I was being tormented by such acts. The warmth of the sun on my face was a quick reminder of where I was. Immediately, I moved out of bed, holding my forehead slightly while trying to organise the things I should do today. I stared around me, at the unfamiliar room and realised I didn't have to do the usual. I didn't have to be scared of doing the things I used to do, where I always had the fear of not knowing what I might be asked to do or at the same time, what kind of misfortune was going to befal
Khaleesi’s Pov; I never really understood the concept of death coming and going, taking whoever she wanted anytime she pleased. Each time I was unfortunate enough to witness the death of others, only one question kept lingering in my mind - Did they ever have a choice? Were they given an opportunity? I guess not because as I laid on the all too familiar bed, listening to the sound of machines get louder than before, it seemed to me like they weren't really given an opportunity. The ward had become colder and even my body parts seemed not to be in support of seeing me alive again. I could feel the coldness lurk around, loitering around my body and starting to create a familiarity between us. Everything Around me didn't look as colorful as they once used to and it was even difficult to hold a lie. “Beep. Beep. Beep,” was the one sound from the machine, giving the ward a bit of life compared to my fragile self with a sickly pale skin laying on the bed. With each breath I too
KHALEESI’S POV; Darkness slowly carried me and I willingly let it, too weak to fight against it. Shadows floated above me and I fought for my consciousness, hoping to bring myself out of whatever state this was. Forcing my eyes open, I closed them back immediately, trying to get used to the sudden brightness that almost blinded me. I forced them open again, only to see shadows swimming at the edges of my vision, their hands stretching out to me as if asking me to come. Their hands were spread out towards me, inviting me and immediately, I tried to force my eyes open. “Ah!” With a loud gasp, i sat up on the bed, my eyes flew open, my back cold with sweat and a creepy feeling crawling up my spine. The cold that slowly washed over me was none like no other and the odd scent of burning wood happened to wake my senses. Staring around me, the first thing that came in sight was a small traditional pot with a small fire burning at the middle. Slowly, I let my eyes roam towards the