Blessed By The Moon

Chapter 19

Lost memories part 3:

Skye's pov

one year ago

Still at the party

Something happened when Serene shot Jordan.

That was the first time I realized my power was far greater than I'd ever imagined, a force so fierce it demanded something in return—a sacrifice. In the instant that bullet hit him, I felt it ignite inside me, and it burned.

It was also the first time my eyes glowed silver.

I launched at Serene with a fury I'd never known, sinking my teeth into her arm and tearing flesh away. She staggered, gasping, but before she could react, I twisted her neck sharply—not to kill, but to incapacitate. Vampires don't die so easily. I wanted to make her hurt.

I can't take a life.

The room erupted into chaos as I lunged at the strangers around me, each face a blur of hostile intent. Vampires and rogues—all of them, hiding their stench with something that had failed. I unleashed on everyone I didn't recognize. The party was now a battlefield.

A war broke out between wolves and bloodsuckers, filling the air with snarls, shouts, and the wet, metallic scent of blood. Through the haze, I spotted Jordan's body, limp and barely breathing. The bullet hadn't pierced his heart, but it had come close, burning through him like poison. A guy I knew only as Jiffy, scooped Jordan up and rushed out the door, bolting for help.

The fight was far from over. As I turned to face the next vampire, a sharp prick stabbed into my neck—a needle. Serene was on me again, her grip cold and merciless as she pressed the plunger. She came back to life faster than I expected. Darkness swirled around me as the drug spread through my veins.

The last thing I saw before passing out was Andrea's lifeless body as a vampire sucked her dry.

.

I woke up with dried blood on my shirt—Jordan's blood—and a hollow, crushing ache in my chest. I was in a windowless room with only a bed, and the door clicked open when I turned the handle. Too easy.

The smell of death lingered in my memory, and a wave of nausea hit me. This was all because of me. My friends were dead because of me.

I stumbled through a maze of empty halls, a haunting silence filling the air, until I found myself descending a flight of stairs into a room packed with people. They all turned to stare, eyes gleaming with a hunger that chilled me to the bone.

Serene's voice rang out, cutting through the silence. "Here she is! The prize ! The blessed wolf ! "

I backed away, heart pounding, but a guard blocked my path. Without hesitation, I twisted his arm, hearing the snap of bone, and sent a kick to his face that cracked through the silence. I thought of Andrea and Katie, of the lives stolen, and I felt no mercy.

But more guards closed in, each armed with silver. Serene's sick smile widened. "Consider that a demonstration," she sneered. "She's starving, drained, her powers are muffled with potions...yet still fights with such ferocity. Imagine her power when she's full strength, or after her first shift."

A murmur of excitement swept through the crowd.

The first man who spoke had  a towering figure with the unmistakable scent of an Alpha. He turned to his son, a smug, dark-eyed boy about my age, and asked, "What do you say, Daniel? Like her as a birthday present?"

Daniel's grin was all teeth and malice. "Yes, Alpha."

Serene clapped her hands, delighted. "Perfect, congrats to Alpha Chris and his son, Daniel ! " She approached me with a chilling smirk, her fingers pressing into my arm. "Thank you, darling. The rogues and vampires wanted me to deliver their gratitude. To many dealings in the future."