Rhylee Marks, daughter to the first male werewolf and King of Alphas and the first born to a powerful archangel, is placed in hiding at birth. The all powerful tribrid is spelled so her powers are a secret along with the knowledge of who she really...
Ashley disappears into the cellar of Rhylee's home and brings back a map of Alaska and herbs for what the spell calls for. Luke sets up a mantel with a silver bowl and athame and then proceeds to place candles strategically in the shape of a pentagram on the floor. After Ashley chants under her breath while burning sage around David, Luke grabs David's hand and cuts deep into his palm. While blood seeps through the cut David holds his wounded hand over the silver bowl. After the blood is collected Ashley adds the rest of the ingredients to complete the mixture. Luke picks up the bowl and Ashley cups her hands over the top.
"Venez sanguinem au moi, Venez sanguis la force de la bête à moi." Both Ashley and Luke chant.
Luke grabs the cup and pours David's blood serum onto the map. Blood then begins to trail to the North Slope location of Alaska revealing Rhylee's coordinates.
"Got her." Ashley says.
"I'll faze in and grab her." Luke says shortly after Ashley.
Cold is all I feel, until I'm snapped back into reality.
I wake up with my body pulsing in pain. Every vein, every muscle, and every bone; rippled in pure unrelenting pain. My bones feel like they are breaking and my muscles tearing. My body feels like its being put through a meat grinder.
"AHHHHHHH." I screamed.
"Breath." The voice says.
"I tried, but it feels like I have been hit by a train." I thought back.
"Don't fight the pain, it makes it worse. Just breath." It replies.
I laid flat on my stomach and stopped moving, and began to do my best to relax my muscles. I then took a deep breath allowing air to enter my lungs and exhaled slowly. The pain becomes mild at this point. I then tried to see if that dickhead was still here, but when I open my eyes the world zooms in and out of focus. One moment I see normal and the next I see the plaster fibers on the wall ten feet away. I quickly shut my eyes from this unknown reality.
"Focus damnit" I said to myself.
I slowly get to my hands and knees and then to my feet. After stabilizing myself I open my eyes to find myself alone.
"Whats happening to me?"
I look to my hands and focused.
"How did that go again?"
As I stared at my hands, my eyes focused on the dirt particles. Its like I was looking through a microscope. After seeing around the room with my newly magnified sight, I was interrupted by a throbbing sensation on my neck. Then I remembered.
"What the hell did he shoot me up with?." I questioned my self while holding my neck.
"I'm sorry your finding everything out this way." The voice whispers to me.
"What the hell are you." I thought back.
"Ask yourself what you are, after all I am a part of you." It responded.
"What, I don't understand?" I pleaded to the voice.
Everything went quiet. I no longer was getting a response from the voice and all I can do is think of all the questions that need to be answered. What the hell is happening to my life? One moment I'm a high school student and the next get kidnapped by vampires that are only supposed to exist in a fantasy world. What other creatures that are not supposed to be real out there and then.......Why me?
"What am I?" I yelled out.
"Rhylee?"
I rolled my eyes and peered towards the entrance.
"What do you want?" I said harshly.
Damon speeds to my cell door.
"He fucking bit you?" He said angrily while looking at my neck and reaching for me.
"And shot me up with some shit." I scowled and pulled back.
"I had nothing to do with this." He said as he grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to see my neck.
What is he doing? Why is he acting so concerned. He wasn't concerned when he kidnapped me and brought me to this hell hole.
I flung his hands away.
"Stop acting like you care." I yelled.
"Your being childish." He replied.
"Says the one that won't look me in the eyes."
Then his gaze met mine.
"Happy?" He said while smirking at me.
"no...."
Before he had time to smart off, a hand quickly cupped my mouth and pulled backwards and away from the cell door.
"We will be coming back for you." a familiar voice aimed to Damon.
In the blink of a eye we appeared into the upstairs hallway of my home.
"What the fuck." I cried scrambling away from his arms.
"Hey it's okay, it's me, Luke." He says while trying to calm me down.
I push him away.
"What's going on?" I demanded.
"I will tell you all you want to know later, but right now we need go down stairs." He says holding his hand out.
My life is so mixed up right now and I have no idea who to trust, but I trust Miles.
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We make our way down stairs and greeted with Ashley tackling me into a hug.
"I'm so sorry I should have been here." She cries to me.
"Everything is okay, see I'm okay."
"Good." She hugs tighter.
She pulls out of the hug and looks me in the eyes.
"I kept a lot of things from you, and I'm so sorry that this is happening right now." Ashely says trying to hold back tears.
"You knew about me?" I questioned.
"Yes, I did."
You would think I would be mad, but everything is starting to make sense as to why she's so secretive.
"Why would you do that?" I asked.
"Because I told her not to." A deep voice states.
I turned around to find a rather largely built middle aged man that is dressed to impress. A white long-sleeve polo button up tucked into his navy slacks with a vest and a pocket watch to match. His hair was dark brown with a touch of gray that had been slicked back and styled. His beard was maintained and clean. Then I saw his eyes.
"Nope, this is defiantly not real. This is some sick joke." I refused.
