After being blinded by those sworn to protect her, Artemis trades her vision for her ability to have a mate. Only things are not as they seem when she's taken in by a pack where everybody already seems to know her face and the brooding Alpha keeps a...
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Three days had passed. Three times the moon had cast its ghostly glow over the dew dripped forest. Three nights empty of rest, three night I lay awake, thinking.
Three nights I wondered if he had thought of me.
Three times I had told myself no.
Few things had changed, the sun still rose in the east and set in the far west, then why did my world feel like it had been turned upside down?
My every waking thought was consumed by him and every piece of darkness that came with him.
I loved it.
I danced in that darkness, it only made my light shine brighter.
-But I hadn't escaped from him unfazed, a deep purple and black bruise had formed around my throat in the shape of his hands. The darkness had left its mark, and a vile one at that.
I struggled to talk, my voice came out hoarse and guttural, only a throaty whisper of what it once was.
Astoria said the pain would go, but that I shouldn't talk. She drowned me in herbs and ointments but still I couldn't sleep. When one pain ended another would start.
Slowly, over time, I learned to breath again. The pain began to faded, instead replaced by a dull throbbing ache in my chest.
I wanted to hate him, with every fibre of my being, and in some small way I did. Though that didn't stop my wolf from crying out for him at night, begging for him to show us just how dark he could be.
They say time heals all wounds but time only seemed to make mine hurt more. He strangled me, I should hate him. I do hate him.
But in that hate came a strange kind of lust for the dark side.
"Artemis." Astoria hissed, clicking her finger a few inches from my face. "Are you even listening?"
I rubbed my eyes and shook my head, hoping it would be enough to get rid of him, even if it was just for a moment.
"I said Lotan will be here soon, by that time I need for you to be gone."
I gave her a questioning look, my eyes asking what my voice could not.
"-Because... It's a private matter."
I had learned that a private matter with Astoria meant something enough to make Eros blush and turn tail.
Astoria and Lotan were not mates by any means. They had a different kind of relationship, one that was hushed and wrong.
