Semua Bab Mated to the Devil, becoming the fae Luna: Bab 11 - Bab 20

The smell of antiseptic and an obnoxious beeping woke me up from my deep sleep. I opened my eyes and see grey walls and white tile floor. My head feels heavy and my throat like sandpaper. Realization coursed me, clearing the haze that had surrounded my head. I was in the Pack hospital. “Soni! Soni! Are you there?” I frantically call for my wolf. My heart thumping loudly as I waited for her to respond. Seconds felt like hours as I willed her to respond to me. After a few minutes I felt a presence shift in my mind.“I’m here, Ila. I was healing you, so now I’m really sleepy. But we’re okay.” She sounds faint but she’s there. Sighing in relief I take stock of what’s going on. The beeping was coming from the machine next to, which had a constant track of my heart rate and vitals. An important thought rushed to the front of my mind, the ceremony. Before I had a chance to react the door burst open and my parents rushed in as well as the second pack doctor Dr. Richards. Shutting the door b

Our house was a little far off but the walk was nice and refreshing and gave me time to gather my thoughts. My mate, I found my mate. But he was none other than the most feared Alpha in the entire United States, and possibly the world. I chewed my lower lip in anticipation. I just didn’t know what to do. He smelled so nice and was drop dead gorgeous but deadly. And would he accept us for who we were? I feel Soni perk up slightly at my internal monologue. “He’s gonna love us Ily, accept mate,” I hear her whisper to me.She trails off falling back asleep. I felt horrible, I couldn’t deny my wolf her mate. Especially because it seemed like she already had accepted him. But I was scared, terrified really. My mom grabs me, pulling me from my thoughts. Looking up I see we are half a mile away from home, far enough to be out of reach of wolf hearing. Frowning, I turn my head to look at her. “Why did we stop mom?” Searching her eyes I see a slight panic that she is desperately trying to rep

“Baby you know why we couldn’t fight it?” My mom pleads. Pulling her into a hug, “ I understand momma, I don’t hold anything against you. This pack has done so much for me I could never betray them like that.” I curl up in my dad’s lap, letting him hold me. The three of us made a mess on his old recliner. Tears threaten to fall but I hold them in. I must be strong. “Momma,” her red rimmed eyes look up at me, “Why don’t you and Dad get the boys from Mema and Papa? I’m gonna go talk to Cyn and Kane” My voice cracks but I’m still able to hold back the tears. “That’s a good idea Sugar,” my dad says, the fresh air will help them. “Come on Honey.” My dad helps mom stand up and they get ready to head out the door. Looking at the stairs I brace myself for the shit storm I’m about to walk into. I know my time is limited so I square my shoulders and head up the stairs. I open the door to see Cyn crumpled on my bed, Kane is staring out the window, his knuckles are white as they grip the windo

I hug my grandparents and they wish me well. My grandfather hands me my favorite book of his, an old original of all the classic grimm's fairy tales. He’s a reader like me and used to read it to me growing up against my parents' better judgment as they are after all grim. But I loved them. He also hands me his favorite book, Treasure Island. It’s so old and worn in, I hug them both to my chest before placing them into my backpack. My grandmother gives me a jar of her special tea blend that she knows I love very well. I set that next to the books carefully. They pull me in for one final before letting me go. My dad grabs me in a tight hug and I breathe in his scent of earl gray tea for what I know will be the last time in a while. “I love you baby girl,” his voice cracks. “We will always be here, don't ever forget.” I nod into his shoulder. My mom is next, she has in her hands a small box. Opening it I found the most beautiful hairpiece. It’s white gold and made of pink diamond, the co

Rolling my window up I sigh, the car has an uneasy silence about it. No one seems to know what to say. I watch the scenery go by for a while before Azrael finally speaks up. “Ilayda,” he says. I turn to look at him. His eyes were purely silver meaning his wolf wasn’t present. “Yes?” I scan his face but that hardened mask stays put. The gentle looks he had from earlier are long gone. “I do want to apologize for taking you away from your home. I know it wasn’t an easy task but I need you,” he says simply. I stiffen at that and look down, I can read between the lines, he doesn’t want me.“You need your mate by your side so you stay strong, I understand. But I do hope you don’t take on a lover for you know how much pain that would cause me. I cannot, however, control you” I say softly. “What I don’t understand is why you don’t reject me and wait for your second chance, I’m obviously not the one for you.” I look back up to see his eyes have taken on a look of pure horror before hardeni