Dark Deception Mama Bear Novels & Stories

David barely registered it his focus was razor-sharp on the threat in front of him. “David, no it’s not what it looks like,” Heather cut in fast. “He’s helping. We’ve been faking it to keep them distracted from her.” He followed her gaze. At the far end of the pit crouched the she-bear massive, hunched, eyes wide and wild. She’d said she was going home. Now she was trapped down here too. The pit walls were steep, packed dirt and roots. He could probably haul them out human, but not while rifles glinted up top and this scarred bastard still breathed too close to his mate.

"It's an immortality spell." She shook her head. "Not likely. Immortality is a myth. You'd have to be a god to do that. Is the darkness a god?" "I don't think so." My eyes shifted through more of the books. They all had one thing in common: the need for a blood relation of the person casting the spell or the person they were summoning. "So, If not immortality, then the darkness must be summoning a Grey. Are they trying to summon my mother?"

his voice booms. "Gotcha" I trace the voice. Woah,he's a perfect replica of his mom. No required soothsayer to explains him her child. I want him alone before we converse. I hide behind a pillar. Probably done conversing. I exit my hideout. "Shit. Gone again!" I fume. Ama kill him when found. I threaten. **** Mrs Dark's POV. Following Drake's werewolf stinch,I head behind the hall. "Drake!" I shut my eyes.

The ground cracked wider, and I could see light coming from somewhere deep underground. "How many prisoners were down there?" I asked. "Forty-three," Dr. Marsh whispered. "All with dangerous powers?" "All with powers we couldn't control." A hand burst through the earth near my feet. Then an arm. Then a head covered in dirt and blood. The woman who climbed out looked exactly like Amara, but her eyes were completely black and filled with centuries of rage. "Hello, world," The Mother said, her voice carrying across the forest. "Did you miss me?"

Estelle remembered that day. Her mother had come to her in the dead of night during a storm. With her whole body covered with injuries, her clothes torn, her eyes puffy from crying. Estelle couldn't remember what she had said, nor could she really remember her features. But she couldn't forget the way her mother had pleaded with her leave Silvervale. Because she couldn’t bear to leave her child with a man whose cruelty ran bone-deep, a man whose true nature was hidden by facade of kindness. But Estelle was deceived by Randur's false promises and his lies.

I suddenly asked. She nodded looking up at me. “for how long have you been working here” “quite a long time now” she answered. “Then you should know about the lord” “Not really” she said narrowing her eyebrows “Lord Lesly never lets anyone know about him” “But at least you know something” I said bending down so I could look her in the eyes. “Yes” she said “At least I do know that he became the dark alpha by sorting out and killing the people who killed his parents and taking him captive”

Deandra began, “these are Aminda’s parents. We need your help. We’ve wasted four years trying to bring her back. Time is running out.” “Bring her back from where?” I asked, confused. Bessa stepped forward. “The Darkness is consuming her. She accepted all forms of power to become Witch Supreme: Light, Fire, Darkness. She came with a pure heart to save her father, and then she would have returned to you.” Her father spoke, recounting everything—fake death, life linked to Alister, Aminda’s sacrifice.

My eyebrows which were raised in surprise came down when she began to speak. "Thank you. Thank you, Moon Goddess. There's no way I would've survived going back there." She whimpered and Rachel held her tighter. "Alpha. Alpha." My head guard, Darion called and my angry eyes- calmed by that memory- snapped to him. "The mole has been found, Alpha. I've just been mind linked by the team." He told me and my anger returned in full. "More details." "He is Festus of the Information Team, they found out he was working for Denver, the leader of the rogues."

He heard the sound of the door locking and an odd feeling of loneliness washed up in his heart. "That girl is really fast, isn't she? Like a squirrel... Bobby was right to give her that nickname." Jeremy sighed hearing that familiar voice. "Mark! What brings you here?" He got down from the stairs. "You should start locking your doors, Jerry," Mark poured himself the rum he helped himself. "The tigers are very quiet after their leader's lady died. There are rumors of a baby left behind," Mark started to gossip, but Jeremy was not in a great mood to listen.

However, the meeting happened unexpectedly between Delmom and Brenda, who had managed to escape from her father. “Delmom, I really need to talk to you before it’s too late.” “What are you doing here, Brenda? — Yes, I don’t have much time, but everything bad that’s happening is my father’s fault, be careful with him!” Brenda disappeared into the mist, becoming a beautiful omega and ran through the mountains. Soon Delmom, transformed into an alpha, but with a broken heart, was looking for prey to feed on. Delmom’s hunt was so intense that all he could see in his eyes was red blood.