"You have had your moment, Bella, now stay the hell out of this!" His tone is harsh but I'm not surprised to see that it has no bite to it. He steps away from me and towards Logan, his face hardening again as he continues, "We're done here, we've been done since the day you betrayed me, and I will not stand here and listen to you try to justify your atrocities!!" Logan's fists clench tighter, his eyes flashing a dangerous shade of red and a low growl leaves him, "you don't fucking know what I did! It was better for everyone if she died, Alec! Better for the world, better for us! Fucking hell, she didn't even die by my hands!! After all you came to save your mate from your insane brother" "Better for her! Better for you!" Alec throws his hands in the air, "how was trying to kill my mate better for you?! How was putting a knife to her throat any different from murdering her" "SHUT UP ALREADY!!!" Logan shouts and a deafening silence falls over us all. For a long minute

Should I have listened to my instincts telling me something was wrong, maybe I should have but I didn't, and now we are here after running all the way from the pack house into the deeper part of the woods, we are almost at the territory borders. "It's been a while since I ran this long" Leila comments as she drapes on her clothes back because she had shifted to her wolf form when we had run earlier."I think we should go back" I say with a sigh that has Leila turning to face me."Why?" I do not reply her, instead I say with much more firmness now, "we should go back""And why should we do that?" She demands.Maybe I am being paranoid, maybe nothing is going to happen , maybe it is just an instinct, but in that moment I want to be cautious even if there's really no danger.I start to speak again, but my words are cut short in my mouth when I hear the creaks in the trees. We are already standing behind our tree when the first arrow flies past us, hitting the tree next to u

I failed. I couldn't kill him. I got myself killed instead. So much for being the chosen.My head is not throbbing, everything seems at peace. Who am I kidding? If I open my eyes now, I will be alive, not dead like a part of me wished I was. There's no reason to pretend it won't happen again, but if I open my eyes now... I'm still here. And that means he lives, too, Starkev lives and my being alive puts me at his mercy and I hate it.My eyes flutter open and I groan at the pain that hits my abdomen when I tried to move. he had stabbed me with the rain dagger. The rain dagger that does not only maim a warrior, but allows control of one's willpower.Where I am is not obvious, although I am quite sure this is not astrid. Either ways I am in a cell of some sort. The light is dim, but I can see the faint outline of some shelves along the walls, and the bars on my right are made of steel. The ceiling above me is made from wood, and the walls seem sturdy, even though

[Bellatrix:] It is midnight, I can see it from the little opening at the top of the walls. I need to get out of here. I glance at my brother who hasn't talked to me since his outburst earlier. He is asleep. I sigh. The ropes binding us are laced with dark magic. I know, because I have tried to loosen it out, but each it keeps sending jolts of painful electric bolts down my spine. I bit my lips in anger. This shouldn't be like this. This shouldn't fucking end like this. I shut my eyes, wishing that he was here.. Alec. "No proper training, and yet you call yourself the chosen" I jerk out of my train of thoughts and glance at my brother. "You were not sleeping" I state. He rolls his eyes, "Who sleeps in a situation like this?" I gulp, short of words. My brother is disappointed in me and I have no idea what to do, exept- "You speak like it was my choice, brother" I finally say, holding his icy stare. "Everyone has a choice, Bellatrix!" "Just like you had a choice when you decided

Time: A week after the war. ---- Peace. For the first time in months, I am waking up to an overwhelming sense of peace. Nothing matters anymore; nothing can bring me back. No death. No vengeance. Just peace.In this peaceful place, there is no fighting; there is no sorrow. In this calm world of peace, I feel complete.But there is one person that matters to me. This peacefulness cannot last forever.I sit up, careful not to disturb the peace around me. I stretch my arms out, feeling the muscles in my back and shoulders loosen.I look around, taking in my surroundings. It is a beautiful garden, surrounded by trees and flowers. The sun shines brightly, warming my skin.I look around, searching for the source of the warmth. It is coming from a large tree in the centre of the garden. It is tall, the trunk twisting gracefully as a large red leaf rests on top of its head.Slowly, I climb down the steps of the fountain I was lying in and walk towards the tree. My feet crunch