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~Aurora’s Point of View~ When we’re outside what I remember to be the palace where Setareh lived, my eyes are wide. The place is now deserted, and completely dark. But there’s a very eerie feeling over the place and it’s absolutely nowhere I want to go. My eyes quickly move to Brenna, and I have to wonder if this will make her freak out. “They added onto the place over time but I’ve been here over the last couple of decades out of curiosity. There’s one thing I never quite told Javed and there’s no time like the present,” Artoosh says, as we all turn to stare at him. Javed especially looks puzzled. He and his father have grown so close that I can’t imagine them having any secrets. Artoosh waves for us all to follow him and I hold the hands of both my mates and make a face. *What the fuck is this place,* Mase asks, over mind-link. Lucy paces in my mind as if she should be ready for a threat but with three vampires by our side any threat in here should be what’s scared. *Javed’s
~Aurora’s Point of View~“Stop moving or you’ll get stabbed,” Elena shouts, as she puts the finishing touches on my dress.My eyes fall down over the ball of white fluff, so big I can’t even see my feet. Today is my sister’s wedding and mating ceremony, and it should fill me with nothing but joy and happiness. My sister Brenna has struggled to raise me since our parents abandoned us, and while I want to say she’s done her best… she hasn’t. I’ll always believe she could have done better. That she could still mend her ways and change. She’s ten years older than me though more like the eleven year old in this relationship.The best thing we both have going for us is Beta Matthew, her fiance. He’s not well to do by any means, but he makes sure we both have what we need. Though it’s rarely enough for Brenna.“There, now it’s perfect. Go fetch your basket of flowers and head outside,” Elena says, tapping my backside. I sigh but know that it's time to get moving.She’s Matthew’s aunt, and t
~Aurora’s Point of View~“Stairs,” I question, trying to make sense of the visual. Jeez this just gets more and more awful. Dangerous.Someone had to have built this, but why and really… how? I couldn’t even remotely wrap my head around such an undertaking. The stench of wet earth, old stale air and swamp filled the space, making me gag. My head darts back toward the cave entrance, knowing fully well I should leave. A dark cave with stairs on a remote island? Yeah, perfect place for an eleven year old pup to go. Alone. No one even knows I’m here. I’ve heard enough scary stories to know this has got to be the dumbest thing I’ve ever done. But I don’t run.I fight with myself, but only for a moment. My feet move, my hand holds the cool metal railing. Before I know it, I’m at the bottom. My little lantern doesn’t do much to illuminate the much larger space, easily the size of several cabins. I feel as if there’s a cliff beyond the darkness that I can’t see. The sound of water in the dis
~Two Years Later~~Javed’s Point of View~I stare off into the distance, running my hand over my face. I’d put this off too long and now, there was no more waiting. One hundred and one years, I’d lost. Though it was supposed to be two hundred. The ones who confined me to the tombs won’t be happy but it's been two years since I rose again and there’s been no sign of them.All the centuries of wondering, waiting for the point to all this, desperate for some sign that I should keep going. I got it, loud and crystal fucking clear. Aurora. Her name literally means light, the dawn of a new beginning. A new day. The Goddess of the sunrise. Something I’ll never get to see again. Some kind of twisted irony? Who knows.The name rolls through my head like a symphony, a sweet melody that I need to have on repeat. There had been a handful of times since she woke me that I’d gotten to hear her voice. Her laugh. There is absolutely no mistaking what she is to me and yet… She’s a damn child. Though
~Aurora’s Point of View~“Tired of waiting for the fall to take me. Here I am,” I mutter, before pushing forward, closing my eyes. I let go of more than just the earth beneath my feet.I welcome the end, the tormented life I’ve created for myself. I’m completely stuck in my own head and there’s no escape. You can only get rejected so many times and not start to take it personally. None of my family wanted me, and I don’t see my adopted “pack” being any different. Waiting around for my wolf doesn’t even sound appealing anymore. I just want it all to stop, go away.There are constantly whispers, talking behind my back. What’s worse is… I can’t even bring myself to go outside at night anymore. I haven’t in months. The darkness terrifies me not for what I can see, but what I can’t. What my subconscious somehow knows is there. There is something out here after sunset and try as I might, I just can’t put my finger on it.When my body thuds against a hard wall, I know the pain is about to be
~Javed’s Point of View~ “I wasn’t anticipating you being here for a couple of years at least. I just actually finished the cabinets last week. I’m afraid the rest of the house is in quite a lot of disrepair,” I say, when I see her eyes darting all over the kitchen. It’s a massive pain in the ass to find contractors willing to work at night, so I gave up on that early on. Though I could have potentially hired out the shifters to help, I hadn't gotten that far yet. I’d only begun working on the house in the last six months and the living room/kitchen/deck were my first goals. I have zero understanding of electricity and plumbing since they are modern conveniences. Books have helped and I’ve managed to get some things working. The house had sat vacant for over a decade at least. The first couple of months were mostly devoted to cleaning and fixing the deck so I could watch the ocean in comfort. When she spins some of her long brown hair hits me, and her crisp citrusy scent fills my l
~Aurora’s Point of View~ I rub my fingers over the soft material of Javed’s shirt. I begged him for it, feeling like he was saying good-bye. I’m not so naive as to believe this is easy for him. Whatever I’m feeling, what I think… I more than know it's a million times worse for him. Though seeing his perfect body without a shirt on nearly had me panting like a dog in heat. I had never even really looked at a male with desire before but now… No other could ever possibly measure up. Nowhere close to it. He’s more than a man, it’s a perfectly sculpted god who could have any female he wants. Living or otherwise. He doesn’t have insanely defined muscles necessarily like some shifters but he’s toned and clearly was strong even as a human. His final words are on a constant repeat in my head, and have been all night since he brought me home. The fact that he’s not a wolf should be making me panic, making me question everything about the goddess and her decisions. But… It just isn’t. “I will
~Three Years Later~ ~Aurora’s Point of View~ “Damn it Aurie! You cheat,” Mason shouts, and I giggle. He’s so hot when he’s angry. I chuck a water balloon at him, and it’s a direct hit to his chin of all places. While he’s distracted, I take off running. It’s stupid and I more than know it’ll only egg him on. But I can’t help myself. It’s never been so fun to taunt someone. He’s beyond expressive with his face. The sun has just set but there’s still just enough light. It’s barely a quarter mile before I feel his warm hand on my arm, then the full weight of his body tackling me. Fingers dance all over my skin, tickling me until I’m close to peeing my pants. “Mason!! Stop it!! I’ll kill you,” I giggle, trying but not really trying to get him off me. When he’s done he pins my wrists over my head with one hand. Even though he doesn’t yet have his wolf, and I’m actually four months older than him, his strength never ceases to amaze me. My chest heaves between us, and even though I sta