"She knows that you do not love her, Christian. Not as a father should.""We are putting the entire pack in danger by letting her live. I'd rather she thinks I don't care for her than to love her only to send her away when the time comes that she will have to be on the run.""She does not know that you know.""We must leave it that way, Camille. For all our sakes." Conversation between Christian Black and Camille Black about daughter, Ally (8yrs)_________________________________________________________ALLY’s POV The pack house.A big building that still seemed to take my breath away each time I looked at it. It was the only place you would be able to see so many wolves gathered at once in the pack, either because of a meeting or to see someone concerning issues relating to the pack. In that same building were offices. There was also accommodation for people who couldn't go home often due to the nature of their jobs.I felt bile rise up my throat when I remembered that my fathe
"How is his mental state?""He does not look like he's back to destroy.""And you are certain?""No, I am not, Jacob, but he is our family and he has come back to us after all these years. I will not turn my back on him. I will not abandon him.""You will bear the consequences if he causes carnage.""We will all bear the consequences if he gives in to his wrath."Jacob Thorne, Head of the Thorne coterie to Tamara Thorne about Aiden Thorne, upon his return to Canada, 20 years ago. _________________________________________________________Aiden’s POV I stood before Jacob, my uncle and his knights. Heads of sub councils headed by a Councilor. Every continent had councilors, a group of six deadly vampires who exercised control over their own territory divided into equal parts, and had sub-councils in each country who oversaw the activities of vampires and answered to them. Jacob Thorne was on that Council, his home base a fortress in Quebec. A fortress I'd walked into to interrupt a ph
"I want you to have this.""It's Mama's necklace, she gave it to you, not me.""It was always meant to be yours, Ally. I held on to it for you all these years because Mama wanted to give you on your sixteenth birthday. Happy Birthday, sister. I love you." _________________________________________________________Kara Black (19) to Ally Black (16)Ally’s POV It'd been days since the fire. Our best trackers had combed the entire forest and even ventured as far as the borders separating us from the humans. They found nothing. Not even a scent. Long ago, The witches had provided a boundary spell that prevented the humans from ever waltzing into our lands. While we could walk freely into theirs, they had no idea we existed. The witches had created different illusions that made them stay away. It would have been easy to just contact a witch and ask them for help but since the war that almost wiped them off the face of the planet after they took sides, they decided to turn their backs
"Kara, I had that dream again.""The same dream?""Yes. I was at the church, on the roof, but I wasn't alone. Someone was holding me, my face was buried in the stranger's neck. The only thing I can remember vividly are the feel of his hands. Cold. Very cold."Ally Black (15) to Kara Black (18)_________________________________________________________Ally’s POV To say I was frustrated with the meeting was an understatement.Nothing had changed. The other packs in the province had searched and found nothing. The packs in the other regions had said they would tell us if they found anything. They hadn't found anything. People were already trying to move on, not that I could blame them but I just couldn't believe my father was dead. If they wanted him dead, they wouldn't have gone through the stress of even kidnapping him. They burnt the entire pack house to do it. He wasn't dead.Yet. Different possibilities ran through my mind to the extent that I almost pulled my hair out. I nee
"Will you tell me what you search for, night after night, since you returned?""A girl. A girl that the Kriona believes will save me or kill me.""And what happens when you find her?""I don't know, Tamara. And that troubles me."A conversation between Tamara Thorne and Aiden Thorne. ______________________________________________Aiden’s POVFreshly showered, I stood in my bedroom, my left hand tracing the painting hanging on the wall by my bedside. The first ever painting I'd done of her. A portrait that stopped at her shoulders covered in the white dress she always wore in my dreams. Dark chocolate wild curls. Tanned skin. Glowing yellow eyes. When she was just a dream, it was easier but now that she was real, with a heartbeat that sang to me every time she was near, it was becoming harder to stay away. Especially after what'd happened tonight. What were the chances that after returning to Canada in 1999, I'd find her sixteen years later, sitting on the roof of an abandoned chur
"Hey, broccoli, if you could wish for anything, what would it be?""To be normal. I want to wake up one morning and find out that it's all gone. This thing that keeps my mama and Kara up at night. This thing that means I can never be too close to anyone without putting them in danger. This curse."Caleb (11) and Ally (10)______________________________________________Ally’s POVMy nerves were getting the best of me. Two days had gone since I agreed to go on a trip with Aiden. I hadn't even made a move to pack anything because I was still beating myself up over the idea. Did I want to go? Of course not.Absolutely. I'd spent most of the time at my house because I didn't need Myers seeing me hysterical. It was just a trip. To wherever we could get an answer. Right? I'd never left the werewolf territory before. Okay, there was this one time that we went on a three-week trip to England because Mama wanted the whole British experience and my dad hadn't been able to say no. That
Ally’s POVI opened my eyes to find myself on a bed in a very cold room. So cold that the air I breathed out made me think it was winter period. I looked around the dark empty room and stood up, making the bed creak and disturbing the creepy silence that enveloped the place. Slowly, I took careful steps towards the door and opened it. I stepped into the dark corridor and walked using the wall as my guide. The more I walked, the colder it became until my teeth were practically frozen. That's when I heard it. A violent howl.A pained yell. The voice sounded very familiar and I began doubling my steps. "Don't let me die" the voice pleaded and I gasped. My father.I started running."Dad, where are you? Tell me, please. Say something. I'm coming, okay?" "Find the moonstone. Set us free."As I approached a door at the end of the hall, strong arms began pulling me back. "No. Let me go. What are you doing to him?" I struggled and yelled. I sobbed and kept trying to break free. "L
The first lesson to understanding what it is to be a werewolf is this. Werewolves are easily provoked. Anger is the most familiar emotion to our kind and the day you let your anger control you, it may very well be the day you die. Excerpt from "Understanding the Wolf" by Dr Jael Walker (Rocca pack member)______________________________________________Ally’s POVFor what felt like hours, Caleb and I sat in the car, neither of us making a move. We just stared at Aiden and he looked so bored, probably from watching us do nothing. "We should get down." I nodded at Caleb's statement even though it felt like he was trying to convince himself to not drive away. I understood why. Vampires and wolves together in a place didn't always end well and he'd been trained to be suspicious of their kind. I was trained too, although it seemed like I was losing my senses by the minute. I stepped out of the car and walked towards the trees, Caleb closely behind me. Aiden raised his eyebrows and s