There was always a price to be paid; death for life, war for peace, and darkness for light.

The balance could never be altered. Elijah felt the hairs on his arms stand as he fought for control, chill winds passing through the numerous shreds on his shirt as the night embraced him, all of him, including his soul.


He knew a Pandora box had long been unleashed, doom loomed in the air like an angry child deprived of treats.  Something wet tickled his bare feet, blood dripping down his claw-like hands as he stood half human-half wolf. Golden orbs scanned through the crowd of angry creatures ripping each other without minding the consequences, roars, screams and angry growls disturbed the silence of the night as thousands of  fighters clashed in blazing fury.

"Elijah!!!" "Elijah!!"

It all was a bad dream ...let it be a dream....but Elijah knew it was not. Once his inner being recognized the voice calling out to him in the night like a crashing wave, he was snapped back to reality.


Elijah turned just in time missing the tree that lay fallen beside him, a stark reminder of just what could have been his fate if he had been a millisecond late. Jumping to his feet he scanned around for his other half. Red hair blazing like fire, a beautiful contrast to the pale moon, he immediately spotted her. He felt a stirring in him as his wolf basked in pride watching his mate do what she did best. Aliyah always had a way of looking glorious in battle, his queen, his Luna, even with the blood coating her black jumpsuit she looked ever enticing.

Together they were unstoppable. The events preceding the last shadow pull were far worse than they had imagined.


"Alpha the rebellion has completely invaded the south, we are being cornered plus they have almost perfect imitations of your weaponry inventions from the note that was stolen, it looks really bad" his Beta screamed in his head using the mind link.

Thanks for stating the obvious Elijah thought. He shut his mind link against his Beta Michael. Grabbing a hold of the werewolf that lunged at him, he ripped out his neck, letting him drop to the floor. Going on an all-kill rampage he sent out a last message to the pack warriors.

"Fall back! form a shield anyone that tries to get through dies, 30 minutes is all I need in 30 minutes I will end this!"

Howls responded to their Alpha's command the already bloody arena getting bloodier. Aliyah stared at her mate, his orbs blazing as his wolf came forth ready to play.

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One week earlier...

Aliyah ran her fingers through her hair, getting rid of the band she used to put it in a knot. It fell in waves down to her behind.

Slowly she got rid of her clothes, she needed a hot long shower starting with an intensely hot bath and finishing up with a cold one, the difference in temperature always made her yelp and she loved the feeling. She also loved how good it felt to be jobless! Well not totally, but it was far better than before. Smiling she flexed her neck loosening up tight muscles. The pack seemed to be in perfect order, she just returned from checking the hospital. The warriors gave her updates too. They all seemed to be in their best state alert and effective.

The entire pack had been ecstatic to see her after her near-death experience, clamoring around her like she was a celebrity. She has never felt so much love from them.

She stared at her bare form in the large standing mirror, standing firm mounds beautifying her chest, small waist that led to wide hips and long legs. She was pure muscle with softness in the right places.

Placing her hands on her lips the events of the night of her first heat resurfaced. She had clumsily reached for the buttons on Elijah's shirt needing to feel him, emotions all over the place.

She felt hot, bothered, ecstatic, and confused needing something she could not really place her hands on. Flipping them over so he was on top, in between her legs, Elijah pinned both her arms above her head taking her earlobe lightly between his teeth.

"tsk tsk, so impatient "he breathed out huskily, his voice sending vibrations down her spine to her lady parts

"Elijah-" she moaned, her breath coming out hard and fast

"Close your eyes love, just feel let me worship you, my queen". His hot breath teased her skin, every fiber in her being responding to the deep, raspy sound of his voice. Her wolf skimmed closer to the surface.

Elijah smirked; the room was filled with the smell of her arousal. He knew she wanted this fast but he planned to take his time. There was no rushing this moment. This was her first time it had to be special. He has never felt this wild rush of emotions with any female he had bedded.

He kissed between her breasts, his fangs extending as they scrapped her skin lightly, his wolf wanting to claim his mate, not now buddy. Mustering as much control as he could, he forced the wolf in him back; this was his and Aliyah's time together.

He placed his lips on hers, claiming her mouth in ways it hadn't been explored before. His hands skilled and fast undressed her, soon she was naked, wet, and ready for him. He watched the way her chest rose and fell. Touching her face gently with his fingers, he felt a shiver run through her, he smiled, with her eyes closed she looked so innocent, she was his, and he would teach her unclean things, only he could practice on her.

"Open your eyes Aliyah". The command came out in a low voice, thick and filled with need. Absolutely stunning was all Elijah could think as he looked into her green eyes hazy with lust. Getting off her a slight frown coated her forehead.

He chuckled "patience love, this just began, we have a whole night ahead, I'm going to explore every inch of you, every depth, every skin, no part of you would be left without my tongue on them". His words caused the desired effect as she gave a slight moan while he placed kisses on her neck.

He slowly peeled off his clothes giving her a striptease, loving the way her eye color fluctuated as she fought for control. He chuckled in his head, such impatience; he was going to torment her till she was begging for him in her, till the only word she can utter is ‘yes".

Aliyah had never seen a more perfect specimen, her male. Perfectly sculptured abs and body, with the right amount of muscle mass, just the way she liked it. His shoulder-length hair in a knot, as usual, a few strands framing his face. She mentally promised herself to let those strands free as soon as he returned into her arms.

"You are glorious Aliyah, absolutely perfect," he said looking her everywhere, his eyes dark with desire and want, his hardness growing every second.

Aliyah felt every remnant of doubt flee from her mind as she saw the look in Elijah's eyes reflect his words. She spread out her arms needing him to show her instead.