El Lago Azul: El Despertar Novels & Stories

Darrell said. Alyssa looked surprised, Darrell came closer to her and pulled her to the center. Her face was already turning hot red, Darrell held Alyssa and led her on to dance, one hand on her waist and the other on her shoulder, they danced on and on until they were finally over. 🖤 Norma Elspeth was lying down on her bed sleeping soundly, and suddenly a thunder strikes, the sound woke her up and she hurriedly stood up from her bed and rushed down from the bed, she walks to her dresser and opens the boxes and brings out a shining black crystal.

Someone else. I press myself against the wall, my chains rattling softly, every nerve in my body screaming danger. The torchlight flickers, and a figure emerges from the shadows. Doctor Elias. "Lia." His voice is soft. Wounded. The voice of a man who doesn't want to be here. "Elias." I say his name like a prayer. "Please. Please, you have to help me. You have to," "I can't." He kneels in front of me, and I see the vial in his hand. Glass. Dark liquid inside. Wolf's bane.

Three truths that didn’t align. Which one was real? I shut my bedroom door and leaned against it, my chest rising and falling. The walls felt too close, the silence too loud. I turned to the secret board again, my hand tracing over the web of notes, sketches, and diagrams. Sage and Alvin’s betrayal. My death in another life. The moon princess’s cryptic warning. And now—the ring. The cursed ring that bound everything together. My eyes fell on the center of the board, where I had scrawled one word in bold, angry strokes: Diego.

I had seen it in old pack portraits, resting on the necks of past Lunas. Elena lifted the box higher so everyone could see it. “This necklace has been passed down for five generations,” she announced. “It belongs to the true Luna of Silver Ridge. It carries blessing and protection from the Moon Goddess. It gives strength to the one who wears it.” My fingers tightened around my fork. True Luna. Elena turned and held the box out to Clara. Clara’s eyes widened. She pressed her hands to her mouth like she was shocked. “No,” she whispered. “Luna Elena, I can’t accept that. It belongs to Ava.”

The howl of wolves somewhere in the mountains. Sleep, when it finally comes, was filled with golden eyes and silver chains, with lies that taste like poison and truths I am too afraid to speak. *************** When I woke up, sunlight was streaming through the window. A new day has begun. And with it, new dangers I cannot predict. I rose from the bed and begin the ritual of transformation. The perfume. The blue eye drops. The careful styling of my hair. Layer by layer, I buried Elena and became Elise.

The mate bond would have told me! A betrayal that deep should have felt like my heart being ripped out through my ribs. It had to be a deepfake—a setup by a rival pack. My hand started to shake. I turned toward the corner of the island where the Crystal Mirror sat, which was pulsing a soft, rhythmic blue light. I pressed my palm against the cool surface, my mind racing. "Locate Alpha Luka," I commanded, my voice cracking. The blue light swirled, and a holographic map materialized in the air. A gold pulse flickered steadily.

"In that case, Sophia will be responsible for the cultural planning of this Spring Hunt. As for the Luna's position, Selena is doing great, and your questioning is unnecessary." The meeting finally concluded. It was already early morning by the time they left the banquet hall. The elders dispersed one by one, but Sophia lingered. "Liam," she approached him, her hand resting lightly on his shoulder. "Are you really okay? Do you need to rest a bit?" "I'm fine," Liam said, trying to ignore his inner turmoil. Just then, his phone vibrated. He instinctively picked it up, and Selena's email greeted his eyes. The moment he saw it, his face changed.

SELENA’s POV. I stirred in my sleep and gently pulled open my eyes. For a few seconds, I looked around and allowed my brain to register. The whole room was decorated with my favorite flowers and everywhere smelt nice. The last thing I remembered was going to the bathroom because I wanted to throw up and now—everything felt strange. “Something is going on” my Lycan said and I nodded, I totally agreed to that.

Soon after I realized I can’t go back to sleep I opened my eyes and there is a girl my age, beautiful dark mocha skin with natural light brown and black short hair with coffee shade eyes staring straight at me. “Hello”, I said as I was awake enough to speak a simple greeting without my usual angry snark of someone not a morning person. She jumped off her bed after putting her laptop down and said in a hurried but soft voice, “finally you're awake. I have been waiting to meet you. Did you know you talk in your sleep very fascinating oh where my manners my name is Tearis Herven nice to meet you.”

The pattering sound of rain woke Louisa up from her deep slumber. She groaned tiredly, lazily feeling her bedside table for her phone so she could check the time. It was two thirty a.m, and she didn't even have to go to work early as she had called her assistant the night before, explaining to her that she had a family emergency and therefore couldn't make it to work at her usual time of eight o'clock.