Alpha Erebon

Chapter 29

Becca has figured out a creepy but very efficient way to give birth, a tent was set out in the witchwoods and when she felt she was close to delivery, she laid down against the roots of a witchwood and the roots curled around her body, hugging her and helping her give birth whilst taking most of the pain.

I was watching over her through most of the contractions, but now her mother and her older sister Sierra take over, holding her hands as she pushes.

I had moved back from the gathering Pisces crowd to guard instead, taking an affinity to the three crows which had been watching from nearby, clearly supernatural entities. They had been close the entire birth and they were the same crows Noah had spotted on our first day at the Greywood.

I happen to notice their feathers sparkling now, reflecting the moon, changing from black to white as Becca screams out with her last push.

The three white crows start cawing as the baby screams with it's first breath. One feather catches on the sharp bark of the witchwood, ripping out and floating down next to me.

I look over to see that it's a baby girl, with white hair and blue eyes. How strange... it looks very similar to Eliza's child – gifted with the same magical properties.

I turn to alert Caspian, who was lingering out on the porch, waiting for permission to come near.

I salute him, and Caspian runs in to tell Orpheus and Scorpeo that the labour has finished. Becca had requested no male energy to linger nearby during the labour, predicting it may delay the birth of the child. I had not understood until I felt the magic from the Pisces women lingering around, helping their princess get through this. With Becca's focus primed, it was a relatively quick and efficient first delivery.

My own experiences with birth had been riddled with pain, as medications did not work on werewolves and our small connections to magic couldn't do much to ease it either. I had been traumatised by the pain during the worst of it, but that all washed away when I had held my girls. Two of my favourite memories was holding them after birth. The love you feel, unlike any other emotion in the world.

I wipe away a tear from my eye as I feel my Luna's joy in her cries of relief as she holds her daughter.

I step forward to move back to Becca, but as I do, I sink down and I fall to one knee, then another, as the ground gives way – and I keep falling, sinking through the dirt.

I open my mouth to scream but then I'm already in hell, passing between realms that quickly. The magic was powerful.

I've landed in a patch of pink flowers, by the side of a red palace, sitting up and looking around. There's a sparkle at the corner of my eye... downward.

I look at my hand, and I see a white feather between my fingers. I didn't realise I caught the crow's feather.

The next moment, I feel a waft of warm air push my hair back, as a silhouette of an angel lands next to me. A woman with braided brunette hair, bright eyes and white wings, dressed in black leather pants and a black corset with piercings on her pretty face.

"Hello, Sabrina," she squats and reaches for my hand but I shy away, "I'm Wynter, the devil's lover."

"Oh, hi," I close my fingers over the feather as she introduces herself.

"Can I see that?" Wynter reaches out. I show her the feather but I don't let her take it.

"Why am I here?" I ask.

"That feather sounded like an explosion as it opened a portal down here, it shook the walls of Lucifer's house," Wynter explains, "It's very rare, very powerful angel magic – the likes of which hasn't been seen in thousands of years. How did you get this angel-wing feather?"