Luna of Mine
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Of course, Alpha. I will watch after her; I will protect her with my life.
Vasile was slightly taken aback by the passionate answer, but he simply nodded and then with one final hesitation he walked out of the cottage.
Nicu, Ion, and Alin were waiting for him several feet from the front door. The grim looks on their faces did not inspire any kind of confidence that they were any closer to finding Serghei than they had been when they arrived.
How is your mate? Ion asked, genuine concern filling his eyes.
Vasiles jaw tightened as he thought about Alinas reaction to her memories. She is safe, alive, and in my care where she belongs. That is enough for this moment. Obviously picking up on his desire not to discuss his mate, they did not ask him anything further.
Her parents are in the gathering hall. The members of this village helped take care of them and prepare them for their resting place. Her home has been cleaned.
Her parents home, Vasile interrupted. Her home is with me. He was on edge. He was feeling extremely possessive and he needed to get a grip. Continue, he finally said letting out a long breath.
Nicu picked up where Ion left off. We have been questioning the pack members and they are all telling us the same thing. The village was being check weekly for signs of anyone assisting us. Alinas home seemed to especially be a favorite for Emilians warriors to stop by, particularly Serghei. No one had ever seen him be harsh with her nor did they ever appear to have a disgruntled conversation. Today was the first time they had ever seen Serghei become violent.
What changed? Alin asked. His eyebrows drew together as he considered his own question. Something changed that set him off.
Alinas markings have appeared, Vasile answered quietly. All three sets of eyes snapped up to his neck.
So have yours, Ion breathed out. But they were not like that earlier today.
Vasile rubbed the bridge of his nose as he ground out, I completed the Blood Rites. That is probably why my markings finally changed.
You what? Nicu coughed.
I had to, Vasile defended. I did not know if she was going to live and I was not going to live without her.
What about your pack? What about us? Nicu asked.
I love this pack. You three have become like brothers, but my mate will always, without question, come first. Besides, without her, without my true mate, I would not have been able to truly lead the pack like I should. My father proved that.
They nodded in acknowledgment and he could see the understanding in their eyes, though he also could see that they would miss him if he died. That was not something he had expected.
What should we do now? Alin asked.
Ion and Alin, I need you gather anymales willing to fight. Emilian will know that we are here very soon if he does not already. He will not challenge me because he knows he cannot win.
He will fight dirty, Ion agreed.
Nicu, I want you to go to the castle and scout it out. Bring back any information that will help us. We need to know if he has a plan or if he is scurrying around trying to get prepared because he never thought I would return. If he is not prepared we need to strike now. If he is battle ready, then we will find a way to gain the upper hand. Alina is healing but it is not her physical wounds that concern me.
You take care of your mate, Vasile, Ion told him. We will get everything ready.
I trust that you will. Thank you, he told them as they turned to go. He watched them be swallowed up by the night. Knowing he could trust his warriors to do what needed to be done, he started to breathe just a little easier until a shrill scream pierced the darkness and straight into his soul.
He turned and ran for Alinas room. Auriel was banging on the door attempting to open it but it would not budge. He could hear his mates cries of pain, and it was making him frantic, but it was the smell of burning flesh that cost him his control. He rammed his shoulder into the door as he roared, ALINA, OPEN THE DOOR! He was afraid to use his power and basically blow the door open because he did not know where in the room she was. If she was close to the door, she could be hurt, so he relied on the strength of his wolf. She screamed again and he hit the door as hard as he could. He saw a tiny sliver of a crack as it began to give way under his strength. Bolstered by the progress he hit it again and again and again while over and over she whimpered and snarled and cried out in pain. Finally he shoved as hard as he could and the door, and the dresser that had been holding it closed, gave way. He was in the room a split second later, and his heart crashed into his ribs as he looked at his mate.
She was on the floor, her night gown and shift torn so that they fell away from her neck and shoulder. Her hand was wrapped around the candle he had left burning on the night stand, and the skin where Sergheis bite had been was burned beyond recognition. He realized as he hurried to her side, his eyes locked on the wound, that she had been burning herself for a lot longer than she had been screaming.
Mina, why? His words were a whispered plea as he took the candle from her shaking hand.
She looked up at him and the look of utter despair tore at his soul. Everything inside of him begged for violence, to maim and kill and destroy the one who had put that look on her beautiful face.
I felt dirty and soiled. I just wanted it off, she told him through the tears that streamed down her face. I would rather my skin be scarred and disfigured than bare anothers mark. Her shoulders shook as she sobbed.
Vasile was slightly taken aback by the passionate answer, but he simply nodded and then with one final hesitation he walked out of the cottage.
Nicu, Ion, and Alin were waiting for him several feet from the front door. The grim looks on their faces did not inspire any kind of confidence that they were any closer to finding Serghei than they had been when they arrived.
How is your mate? Ion asked, genuine concern filling his eyes.
Vasiles jaw tightened as he thought about Alinas reaction to her memories. She is safe, alive, and in my care where she belongs. That is enough for this moment. Obviously picking up on his desire not to discuss his mate, they did not ask him anything further.
Her parents are in the gathering hall. The members of this village helped take care of them and prepare them for their resting place. Her home has been cleaned.
Her parents home, Vasile interrupted. Her home is with me. He was on edge. He was feeling extremely possessive and he needed to get a grip. Continue, he finally said letting out a long breath.
Nicu picked up where Ion left off. We have been questioning the pack members and they are all telling us the same thing. The village was being check weekly for signs of anyone assisting us. Alinas home seemed to especially be a favorite for Emilians warriors to stop by, particularly Serghei. No one had ever seen him be harsh with her nor did they ever appear to have a disgruntled conversation. Today was the first time they had ever seen Serghei become violent.
What changed? Alin asked. His eyebrows drew together as he considered his own question. Something changed that set him off.
Alinas markings have appeared, Vasile answered quietly. All three sets of eyes snapped up to his neck.
So have yours, Ion breathed out. But they were not like that earlier today.
Vasile rubbed the bridge of his nose as he ground out, I completed the Blood Rites. That is probably why my markings finally changed.
You what? Nicu coughed.
I had to, Vasile defended. I did not know if she was going to live and I was not going to live without her.
What about your pack? What about us? Nicu asked.
I love this pack. You three have become like brothers, but my mate will always, without question, come first. Besides, without her, without my true mate, I would not have been able to truly lead the pack like I should. My father proved that.
They nodded in acknowledgment and he could see the understanding in their eyes, though he also could see that they would miss him if he died. That was not something he had expected.
What should we do now? Alin asked.
Ion and Alin, I need you gather anymales willing to fight. Emilian will know that we are here very soon if he does not already. He will not challenge me because he knows he cannot win.
He will fight dirty, Ion agreed.
Nicu, I want you to go to the castle and scout it out. Bring back any information that will help us. We need to know if he has a plan or if he is scurrying around trying to get prepared because he never thought I would return. If he is not prepared we need to strike now. If he is battle ready, then we will find a way to gain the upper hand. Alina is healing but it is not her physical wounds that concern me.
You take care of your mate, Vasile, Ion told him. We will get everything ready.
I trust that you will. Thank you, he told them as they turned to go. He watched them be swallowed up by the night. Knowing he could trust his warriors to do what needed to be done, he started to breathe just a little easier until a shrill scream pierced the darkness and straight into his soul.
He turned and ran for Alinas room. Auriel was banging on the door attempting to open it but it would not budge. He could hear his mates cries of pain, and it was making him frantic, but it was the smell of burning flesh that cost him his control. He rammed his shoulder into the door as he roared, ALINA, OPEN THE DOOR! He was afraid to use his power and basically blow the door open because he did not know where in the room she was. If she was close to the door, she could be hurt, so he relied on the strength of his wolf. She screamed again and he hit the door as hard as he could. He saw a tiny sliver of a crack as it began to give way under his strength. Bolstered by the progress he hit it again and again and again while over and over she whimpered and snarled and cried out in pain. Finally he shoved as hard as he could and the door, and the dresser that had been holding it closed, gave way. He was in the room a split second later, and his heart crashed into his ribs as he looked at his mate.
She was on the floor, her night gown and shift torn so that they fell away from her neck and shoulder. Her hand was wrapped around the candle he had left burning on the night stand, and the skin where Sergheis bite had been was burned beyond recognition. He realized as he hurried to her side, his eyes locked on the wound, that she had been burning herself for a lot longer than she had been screaming.
Mina, why? His words were a whispered plea as he took the candle from her shaking hand.
She looked up at him and the look of utter despair tore at his soul. Everything inside of him begged for violence, to maim and kill and destroy the one who had put that look on her beautiful face.
I felt dirty and soiled. I just wanted it off, she told him through the tears that streamed down her face. I would rather my skin be scarred and disfigured than bare anothers mark. Her shoulders shook as she sobbed.
