All Chapters of Conflicted - Twist of Fate. : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The moment my eyes close I feel her. Pulling harder on me than ever before. This time I don't fight back, feeling guilty of letting the anger and rage keep me from answering her earlier. "Armina please hurry" her voice is calling as I allow myself to be pulled, surprise and tears filling my eyes as I see she is not alone. "Mum I didn't think" my voice breaks as I run towards her throwing my arms around her waist and breathing her in. "I thought it was a once off" I try to smile through my tears, to show the mood goddess how truly grateful I am for her gift. She does not return my smile, instead looking between me and my mother will understanding as she nods for her to explain. "Armina, you've fallen for a trap, one we were trying to warn you about" her voice shaky as she brushes my hair back from my face, taking in my features. "Trap?" I repeat confused, "I don't" I look between them, unable to form coherent thoughts. "Greta" Selena answers. "There is a reason witches and werewo

Cassie's perspective: "What do you mean you want to stay with him?" her voice yells as I cower into myself. I knew she was going to be angry. "Greta, please, you don't understand," I find myself begging. Needing her to understand. When my first mate rejected me; I swore off of love. Off of mate bonds and everything linked with the moon goddess. That is the only reason I was so willing to take on this task. I was sure I wouldn't fall in love with anyone, let alone another cocky alpha who thought everyone else was beneath them. As a beta's daughter, I had met alphas from many different packs, their sons, and every other so-called 'higher up' of several different packs. Every single one of them had proven the same fact again and again. These men saw their mates as less than them, as necessary evil in creating their pups. Even though she was of beta blood, the alpha had always seen her as less than worthy, considering her mother was an omega. "His feelings for you are not real, yo

Armina's perspective: "There has to be something we can do" I say for what feels like the hundredth time. Being here with my mother should feel like a dream come true. Instead all I feel is frustration and anger as I realise how badly I let myself be played. "You're a goddess; you can pull Tristan here, you can warn him" I beg of her, watching her moon shaped eyes reflect kindness and sadness at the same time. "My power is being blocked in many ways in the world down there, I can only pull those willing to come" she explains. "Can't I help?" I ask; trying to think of any way that can change what is happening down there. "Armina, I promise you, when Tristan finally allows himself to sleep, we will try," she reassures me. "But for now the only thing we can do is hope the path Nathanial is on will open their eyes" my body hurts. My son's life is at risk, yet here I am; unable to do anything to keep him safe. "You said you could pull people who are willing, what about sending messages?

Tristan's perspective: "Tristan, follow my voice" I'm lost, everything is black. My whole soul burning, a penance for every sin I have ever committed. A face I never wanted to see again facing me. "There you are coward" he sneers, his black eyes filled with rage as I feel my body ache. I fall, unable to fight back. I realise in that moment as I place my hand out to defend my face that the hand is not the one of my adult self, instead I'm a child again. "You pathetic excuse for a wolf" he continues, kicking hard as several ribs break under his heavy boot. "YOU KILLED ME!" He growls, "FROM BEHIND" his foot continuing to stomp me as stars fill my eyes. "I MADE YOU WHO YOU ARE" he stops bending down to whisper in my ear; "I made you in my image, yet you think you are better than me" he chuckles darkly, a sound that sends shivers down my body as I push my body to move. This isn’t real. 'Cole' I almost beg, having never needed him as much as I do right now. Silence. His blocked from me.

Armina: I'm sitting beside Tristan, my hand holding on tightly to his as my heart races so hard in my chest I feel like I can't breathe. The weight of what he is about to face has my world shattering before my eyes. I can't even find comfort in praying to the moon goddess as I always have, she is right here too. She is doing all she can to help us, both with the ancient powers working against us, she is not able to control this outcome. We are waiting for the moon to rise in the human realm, so Selene can support Tristan through harnessing the power of his soul and waking up. This small period of time we have right now, could be the last we spend as still alive in the mortal realm. If I am to survive this and he doesn't, it would be many decades before I would be in his presence again. Something that sounds like my very own personal hell. The risks are clear. If he fails, he could potentially kill himself, his body could be unable to handle the pressure and his h