Dmitri Valentine
Dmitri wondered through the lively city of Paris, wrapping his coat around him as a chilly wind brushed his cheeks. It was late afternoon yet the coldness had yet to subside. Most of Dmitri's morning consisted of his mother trying to introduce him to the 'lovely' Amelia Keegan while his father was lecturing him on how to be a strong King. When Dmitri finally managed to get away from his parents, he had this Amelia girl attempting to call him on his phone, annoyed that his mother had the audacity to give his number to her. Mindlessly wandering into a cafe, Dmitri felt a tiny body collide with his. "Ouch!" A tiny, sweet voice yelped and he saw a dainty looking woman on the ground, rubbing her backside, her lips pursed angrily at him as she gestured to her coat. "I usually like to drink my coffee, not wear it."
Dmitri stared at her. He took in her looks as if she were his own reflection in a mirror. Her red hair framed her face i
Nina BlackA name once remembered with admiration, respect and love by the Black family and their pack. She was an ambitious woman who was witty and firm yet was loving, funny and the most gentle and sweet mother to her pups. Nina was a precious gem amongst worthless pebbles and she was cherished and respected greatly, even in the Council by the people in the Council. Now, when her name is even whispered the harsh, callous memories of her madness brought fear into the hearts of many, even the Elders’. It was one of the reasons why the Black family were so feared, even though they’re still cruel and merciless, it was Nina who stained their name with blood.Nina was what the Werewolves called a Moon Wolf because she harboured powers similar to their Moon Mother, the Moon Goddess. She could heal wounds using the magic in her blood, she could use the same magic the Witches use, she could see the life one lived just b
GabrielGabriel stood a far distance away from the Werewolves so they couldn't smell his scent as they lowered his mates' casket. Angelica was apparently dead, he thought suspiciously. His lip tilted up in one corner as he smirked, suspecting foul play. If she had really died, he would have felt it. Because, even though he left her, he never actually rejected her properly; so their souls are still bound. If she died, he would have felt the cut, a burning knife to his chest.A whole pack, perhaps five maybe six hundred Werewolves, stood around the lowering casket, all wearing white, as is tradition - he could venture no further. Even though they would not dare kill a member of the Black family, his trespassing is enough to ignite a battle. Although Gabriel could care less about those pitiful excuses for Werewolves, he knew Angel cared for them and he didn't want to hurt her anymore.He was scanning the people, his eyes roam
Angelica (Felicity)"Where are we going," I asked as I gazed wide-eyed out the window of the limo, admiring Paris as the city was beginning to light up beautifully.Dmirti chuckled as he watched me. His body next to mine, only a whisper of space between us. "It is a surprise, my dear. Drink?""Um, sure""What would you like? Red wine, white wine, sparkling wine, champaign - we have everything." Dmitri passed me a tall, thin flute and chose a sparkling rosè, the light pink bubbling substance filling my glass and I couldn't help but feel spoilt - I've never had sparkling wine before, let alone a sparkling rosé. I felt very fancy. I delicately placed the rim of the glass to my lips and took a small sip. "Wow! That's delicious!""Have you never had sparkling rosè before?""I've never sparkling wine before," I replied before I took another small sip. Dmitri's throaty chuckle filled my e
GabrielIt took five hours, but the girl finally cracked. It took a silver knife cutting into her skin, maybe a few slices of flesh here and there, a very, very tiny amount of liquid wolfsbane injected into her bloodstream and the threat of her mate being murdered but she finally gave up his Angel's whereabouts - Paris. The girl even gave him an address.Now, Gabriel was on his way to see the only person who could help him get into Paris and find his mate.The Refuge wasn't an easy place to get into let alone find, but being a Black had its perks. No one denied you anything, even information or subtle favors. Convincing his fathers' driver to take him to the Refuge wasn't easy but once it was done all he had to do was pay the man to keep quiet and they were then on their way to the Refuge. The drive was long and silent, but soon they were parked in front of giant golden gates. Pressing a button on the das
DmitriFelicity giggled furiously once Dmitri had finished telling her the story of when his youngest brother accidentally left the lid off of his pet toads enclosure and the toad hopped it's way into their sisters' room, making her scream the whole place down. "Our father was furious, however our mother thought it was very amusing," Dmitri finished.Felicity's wonderful laughter slowed to a stop. "Was your father always like that?"Dmitri nodded. "Father was never loved as a child, was never shown love, as a result, he was never affectionate towards my siblings or me, never told us he loved us, never held us or comforted us when we cried - but he protected us with passionate fierceness, never allowed anyone to hurt us, so even though he'd never shown us that he loved us, we knew he loved us more than anything. Besides, our mother smothered us with enough love for two so it was not all that bad.
AngelicaDmitri stared at me, wide-eyed with shock as the words I uttered moments ago began sinking in. He was still so close to me, our breaths mingling and our bodies almost touching. My chest was beginning to tighten as he continued to say nothing yet continued to stare at me. I didn't know if he was angry, distraught, happy or anything like that. Shocked, yes, that emotion is written all over his face. But how else did he feel? I had no idea. It wouldn't surprise me if he left me here and now, I mean, I'm pregnant with another mans child while we were dating (even if it was just the one date, but still it was amazing). It's hard for Werewolf couples to date if they have children with another because their wolves easily get jealous especially a male becoming jealous of his partners' son or sons and, in extreme cases, the male wolf wants to get rid of the competition. There are ways to prevent that from happening, by bonding the coupl
Nina"You made quite a mess back there," Nina pointed out as Gabriel opened the passenger car door for her."I did what I had to do," Gabriel grumbled at his mother, slamming the door before getting in. "Where do we go from here?""Take me to the forest behind your home, Gabriel, there I have the necessities to conjure up a spell to take us to Paris quicker than human transportation ever could," Nina replied as Gabriel ordered the now terrified and shaky driver to take them home.Just like the ride to the Refuge, the drive was long and quiet, no words shared between mother and son as they drove home. Nina closed her eyes, feeling herself slowly slipping into peaceful darkness.Opening her eyes, Nina was suddenly inside a bedroom...no, a nursery. The walls were white, the carpet was white along with light grey curtains covering a window. In one corner
Gabriel"Ask the lady if a Felicity Walters lives in apartment thirty-two, Mother," Gabriel ordered as they stood in front of the landlady. "And tell her we're her family." Gabriel and his mother went to the address Angel's friend gave him and now they stood at a fancy place with a beautiful view of the Eiffel Tower.His mother turned to the older lady with a forced smile. "Est-ce que Felicity Walters habite ici ? Nous sommes une famille et nous aimerions visiter."The older lady looked at Gabriel's mother sceptically before shrugging. "La fille étrangère ? Oui, elle vivait ici.""N'est-elle plus là?""Oui, elle ne habite plus ici. Elle a quitté il ya deux jours." The woman shrugged and then continued with what she was she was doing before Gabriel and his mother interrupted her."What did she say," Gabriel