THIRD PERSON'S POV:- Grace was fanning her face with her hands while trying to stay calm. She knew that Elijah would suspect something. She had a hunch that there was something wrong. She felt it the moment she stepped into Elijah's apartment. She couldn't put a finger at whatever was wrong, but she knew the air was thick. "And what about me, Grace? Did you tell me that you were the one who got me abducted and got locked up in that dungeon?" Grace heard a familiar voice that made her heart stop for a minute. With wide eyes, Grace turned around to look at the person who owned that voice. Grace's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as she saw Grey walking towards her. Artemis was following after him. "You… h..h.. how di…d…did you g..get out?" Grace stuttered nervously as she saw her worst fear standing right in front of her, glaring straight into her eyes. Grace was staring back and forth between all three faces that were inside the apartment. "Did you actually think you coul
ELIJAH'S POV:- I was sitting in my bedroom. I was staring at the painting Rebecca had made for me a few months back. I couldn't help but feel guilty for not listening to her. I felt back for abandoning her yet again. Uncle Grey told me many times that I was lucky to have someone like Artemis in my life. But I was always so careless about our relationship. While I promised to protect her forever. In the end, I was always the one who hurt Artemis the most. After whatever my mother did and how I treated her, I couldn't say Artemis would ever be able to forgive me. I knew she would never forgive me. I heard the elevator ding. Someone might have come to meet me. But I was in no mood to see or talk to anyone. I couldn't blame anyone for that. I did it on my own. "Alpha Elijah! Where are you? It's an emergency." I heard Nichole yelling from outside. I growled and laid down on my bed. "Go and tell Daniel. I am in no mood to go anywhere. I am not feeling well. So go away." I growled a
THIRD PERSON'S POV:- The wolves of Marco's pack were beating Elijah mercilessly. They had rods in their hands. Some had bats. Marco was standing on the side, watching his pack members beating Elijah. Since his wolf was asleep, he couldn't do anything to stop them. His hands were tied behind his back. He had a leather bag on his head, covering his face. He was practically suffocating. "You are the only wall standing between me and that coyote. I will kill you today. And the coyote will be mine." Marco Elijah angrily. Marco's men stepped away. Two men held Elijah with his arms. One of them pulled the bag off of his head. Marina gave Marco the silver sword. Marco walked towards Elijah. He placed the sword on Elijah's neck. Elijah winced in pain as his skin started to burn. "Now die, Alpha Elijah! Die, so I can take over your pack along with your precious little coyote." Marco growled at Elijah angrily. Marco pulled the sword away from Elijah's neck. He was about to chop Elijah's
ARTEMIS' POV:- It was late at night. It was past ten o'clock. I had my bag hanging on my shoulders. I was wearing a summer dress. It was a dark night. Even though the moon was shining brightly in the sky. But the thick grey clouds had surrounded the moon. Blocking its pretty silver shining light. That always lights up the whole world when the sun goes down. "That's it, Missy. Just across these thick woods and dark and horrifically terrible cemeteries, is your home. I know it's dark and I am terrified. But it was just another night when dad bailed on me. And I have to go back home alone. Nothing I have never done before. Let's go." After a little prep talk, I took a deep breath and started walking towards the cemeteries. My name is Artemis Carter. And I lived in Queens. I lived with my dad and his wife. She was not my mom. She can never be. She was a horrible person and I definitely hated her. My biological mother, well, she and my dad divorced when I was five. And my dad got my c
ALPHA ELIJAH'S POV:- "Alpha Elijah, are you still listening?" I groaned in annoyance as I heard Alpha Marco. He was the Alpha of the pack that lived in Queens. While I was the Alpha of the pack in Brooklyn. My pack was one of the most powerful packs in America. "Yes! Of course, Alpha Marco, I am still listening to you. When was your pack member attacked last and where?" I responded to Alpha Marco in a flat tone. It was one of the few things I had learned in the last few years, since I became the Alpha. An Alpha should always use a flat tone with a straight face. Too much of anything can become a problem for me or my werewolves. "The last attack was the last full moon. And it was by the borders of both of our packs. The attacks were interrogated closely by myself and my beloved wife, Marina. It all happens in either Cypress hill cemetery or the evergreen cemetery. If you notice, there is a small path that connects both of our packs. And that path is through both of the cemeterie
ARTEMIS' POV:- How I knew that was a howl, well, as I said before, my mom used to read me stories. Her stories were never a prince and princess story, staring towards their happily ever after. Her stories were always about scary things. Not that scary actually. They used to be around the night fantasy. That was what I used to call it. But she always called her supernatural. Call me superstitious, but I kinda love these stories. They used to make me feel safe and strong too. Those stories were my past and I loved the world my mom had created for me. It was warm and the best place for me to hide. Anyways, as I was telling, from my mom's stories, I knew it was a howl. A howl of a wolf. She used to tell me stories about werewolves too. But are werewolves not wolves as well? They are the same things. Werewolves are not real while wolves are real. The howl was loud enough to scare the hell out of me. I could imagine the size of the wolf that might be in the cemetery. According to my ca
ELIJAH'S POV:- We were hiding and waiting for the wild pack to show itself. I tried to move into the woods. I was quiet and quick. It was until the air carried a scent that was as delicious as the vanilla ice cream. It was so delicious that it made my mouth water. I licked my lips and gulped hard. I closed my eyes and inhaled as deeply as I could. I wanted to fill my lungs with that delicious aroma. It was so intoxicating that I just got lost in an unknown world. I could hear the wild wolves howling and whimpering in pain. But the daze I was in, it did not let me move at all. I stayed rooted to that place, enjoying that amazing aroma. I also heard the wild pack's Alpha howling to the moon. But I did nothing at all. It was until I heard a loud scream that pulled me out of the oceans of my desires. I shifted into my half wolf form and jumped out of the woods. The wild pack's Alpha looked at me and I growled. I saw those wild wolves had a little girl trapped between them. Well, she
ARTEMIS' POV:- I opened my eyes again and found myself lying on the ground. I shivered as the place was so dark and cold. I tried to look around but I was not able to see anything. It was too dark for me. I started sobbing as I stood up and tried to reach the wall or anything I could find. "Help! Somebody, please, help me! There must be a mistake. Please, get me out. I'm afraid of the dark. Please! Somebody help me, please." I yelled as loudly as I could. But no one answered me. I was not sure how I got there. The last thing I remembered was being in an animal fight. I remembered that big black wolf and that oddly looking man. They were fighting with each other. No, it looked like they were actually fighting over me. Then I remembered that that big black wolf bit me. Then I might have passed out because of the pain. It felt like his big teeth pierced through my bones. I tried to feel my skin where he had bitten me. But to my surprise, there was nothing on my body. Not even a scra