Crying Moon

Darkness

Sable's POV

I had been irritable the last 2 days, my mind was foggy and I felt like sleeping all day. I am currently sitting in the dining room, listening in on a conversation between my father and younger brother.

"Sean, you need to start stepping up and taking responsibilities as a prince." My father said, yet again. Not that I completely disagree with him. I just know that Sean won't listen to him.

"It's not like I'm asking you to go negotiate peace with the western territory, I'm simply asking you to attend an alphas inauguration, why is that such a terrible thing?"

My brother scoffs, but still keeps quiet. He already said no, he won't change his mind unless I tell him to.

"The Silver Spring pack is the largest pack under our protection. Every Alpha family and upper ranked wolves under our protection will be attending, you need to go out and meet people or you won't have any pull on your own."

The mention of that pack had my heart pounding in my chest. 'YOU GO' My lycan yells in my head at the thought of the Silver Spring pack

I try to ignore it, considering there's no need for me to go instead. Yet there's this nagging feeling eating away at me that I knew wouldn't go away. I automatically connected it my mate. My lycan wouldn't have said anything otherwise right?

I decided a few days ago that I'd reject her and ever since then I haven't sensed her at all. It didn't change what I had to do though.

"Actually, I was planning on going to that inauguration. I'll be bringing Liam with me so Sean can stay here. He doesn't need to establish connections, I am the next king and I already have. I will leave tomorrow morning." I stand up and leave because I had already finished my food and I didn't want to hear any objections.

I walk to Liams room and knock on the door. He seemed to really be out of it the last few days.

When he opened the door I could see how restless he was. It seems we've traded places, I'm fine now, and he's the one who can't sleep.

"So, we will be attending the Silver Spring inauguration tomorrow." I state, not sure what else to say. He quirks an eyebrow up at me in confusion. "Since when do you care about inaugurations?"

I lift my gaze and with as little emotion as I can fake I reply. "I'm getting the feeling my mate is there." Liams eyes widen before he sighs. "Ok, when do we leave?"

"Tomrrow at 7 we will leave since their pack is right across the border." He shakes his head in agreeance and closes the door.

I sigh, I know my friend is going through something I can't help him with right now. I turn and begin walking to my room. On the way there, I run into the girl I kicked out of my room the other night.

She is walking almost completely pushed against the wall, her eyes refusing to glance in my direction. It had been a while since I had sensed my mate, maybe I could get off tonight for the first time in a while.

"Hey you." She flinches and still refuses to meet my gaze but softly speaks. "Yes, your majesty?" As much as a wish there was a girl who wasn't scared of me, I think I'd genuinely lose my mind if there actually was. "I'd like to apologize for the other night. I had gotten a rather-" I pause for dramatic effect even though I'm lying straight through me teeth. "disturbing mind link and I just couldn't keep going." I smile as charmingly as I can, hoping my little fib works.

Fortunately she finally looks at me, blushing and biting her lip. "Oh, no need to apologize to me your majesty." I internally sigh at how easy this girl is, but I can't blame her. She's a low ranked lycan, if she can 'win the princes heart' she'd be queen. I was aware that my title is the only reason I get these woman. I may be good looking but so is everyone else around here, looks are a dime a dozen, but a prince? Well there aren't many of those around here.

I lead the girl to my bedroom for the second time this week. This time, after closing my door, she seems to be less aggressive than she was the first time and doesn't say anything the entire time.

Again, I didn't have to bother with foreplay, apparently just me touching her was enough to get her going. It was a big turn on that someone wanted me this much, for whatever reasons she had.

I look down this time, I'm already hard. Good. I rip this girls clothes off and pull my pants down quickly, invading her entrance in one simple movement. It's hot and tight inside her but, it feels as if something is missing. Imagine how a smokers lungs gradually lose their ability to fill up the entire lung, gaining a full breathe. A full breathe being an orgasm. When I did c*m, it was no where near what I needed. We did it over and over again. I was just- completely unsatisfied.

I was still pounding inside her, my frustration growing and she started to look tired from how much we had done. Suddenly my body convulses in agony. I pull out of her and hit the floor on my knees, grabbing my stomach.

The female lycan jumps down to my level and I think she's asking me what's wrong, but her voice is faded, like I'm listening to her through water.

A searing pain is consistently shooting through my stomach, I can't breath and it feels like my entire body was just lit on fire.

I'm not sure how long it lasted, but by the time it cooled down, I noticed the girl I had spent intimate time with was gone, and Liam sat next to me, leaned against my bed frame with his head in his hands.

Had I really blacked out or something from pain? I slowly stand up, my body still entirely sore from whatever had just transpired. Liam notices me and quickly stands. "Has it stopped?" The way he asked the question let me know he knew something about what just happened. I immediately questioned him and he didn't seem to keen on answering me.

"Answer me" I say with a growl because his silence was worrying me. He takes a deep breath and answers

"The exact same thing that just happened to you,(granted it only happens after they've found each other) only happens to people who's fated mate is having intimate relations with another."

Anika's POV

My wrists burn, and the air around me smells of blood and feces. The Silver around my wrists doesn't completely prevent me from healing, but it does slow the process. Unfortunately the lycan had realized my wolf was still here after he locked me in Silver. So he has been by to inject me with a wolf's bane and nightshade mix every so often. If I had to guess I'd only been here for a day maybe a day and a half. There were no clocks but I could still see whether it was light or dark out from the cracks in the door.

I was locked in some sort of cell and I genuinely don't remember getting here or even a fight that could have lead to me being brought here.

The last thing I remember is seeing Micah kiss that she wolf. The way he said "mine" so intimately wouldn't stop echoing inside my head. The sounds their provocative kiss made, and the feeling of complete betrayl as it washed over me completely were the last things I remember.

If I could cry, I probably would be right now. Between the physical pain and how broken I felt, tears would be a blessing right now.

The first time I realized I couldn't cry, was an ordinary day. I was 3, Alpha Jackson and Luna Noelle had brought Micah over to play. We were in the yard and the parents were watching us. However, like most kids, I ended up falling and hurting myself.

The gash in my leg bled profusely and I definitely fractured part of my ankle. When the alpha family realized that I wasn't crying like kids or even most adults would be over an injury like that they questioned my parents, who were incredibly hesitant to answer, but eventually did. Stating how I had never cried. I didn't cry when I was born. I didn't cry when I was hungry or needed a diaper change. I mean I definitely screamed. But tears falling from my eyes had never happened in my entire life from the second I was born.

This had always had the Alpha and Luna off about me in general. They put up with me because my parents were genuinely great wolves. Sean, my father, was the smartest doctor the pack had and my mother ,Joan, was the top and most elite warrior the pack had to offer. Both of them being elites in one subject, they gained the respect of the entire pack, I was pretty adored as a child. That is, until their death.

Everyone was sure that, if anything, the death of my parents would make me cry. Yet it did not. They assumed that my lack of tears, meant lack of care and that couldn't have been further from the truth. Me being unable to cry only took away my ability to rid myself of these feelings.

I feel like every single sad feeling I've ever had, has just been bottled in my heart my entire life. It's hard to stay optimistic when you're like that.

Yet somehow, Micah always brought out some kind of happiness from me. He had always been a beacon of hope for me. Someone so amazing and so loved, he wanted me. He always chose me over everyone. So I was definitely surprised that he didn't reject his mate.

She had just attacked several of the teens he and I were meant to protect and me? There were plenty of actual reasons to reject her and yet he didn't?

My mind kept going back to how she had somehow known he was her mate before he even approached but, it wasn't that uncommon for wolves to hide from their mate til they're ready. Still, I somehow didn't trust this whole situation the more I thought about it.

Before I could get lost in thought any further, I hear the huge iron door that opens to freedom creak open, flooding the entire building with the light it was completely deprived of only seconds ago.

I close my eyes because the brightness is blinding. The door finally shuts behind my visitors, so I open my eyes again and it still takes a second or two for them to adjust properly.

I fully expected to see that stupid lycan again, his interrogation methods didn't work so he kept getting mad and punching the wall. He kept saying how he needed Lily, she was better at this kind of stuff and I found myself wondering if that was the she wolf's name who had taken my mate from me.

I can't deny that seeing them kiss hurt, however, I don't think I'm hurt because he kissed another girl, I think it was more about the fact that he chose someone over me. He threw me down and humiliated me. And after boasting about our relationship not that long before. It was embarrassing and I didn't like feeling that way.

I can't say I fully believed he would ever reject his mate for me if he ever met her. After days of them trying to convince me, I just gave in and told them what they wanted to hear but, the truth was is, I always knew he would leave. It would just be too much of a reach to assume I would catch any kind of break in life. Maybe I was the demon wolf that my entire pack thinks I am.

My eyes adjust fully and I can see 7 big males, wolves and lycans staning in front of me. I can't exactly tell which is which but I know at least 2 are lycans, and I don't recognize a single one of them.

"Oh f**k she's pretty." One says as he begins disrobing. My eyes widen because I'm starting to get a really bad feeling.

"Don't worry little thing, we'll be gentle." Another one with unique blue eyes says as he walks up to me and grabs my jaw.

He leans down to kiss me but I pull my face away. I will not let this happen. I would rather die than let them do this to me.

Unfortunately he didn't take to kindly to being rejected and throws his fist into my stomach that was already covered in cuts that burn from the silver still laced in them. I clench my teeth to stop myself from groaning. It didn't work. "Don't fight me on this, Reese said you're a virgin." His lips curl in the nastiest sadistic smile.

"My mate was a virgin to, I'm going to do to you exactly what I did to her before I rejected her, and then I'm gonna let my pals here do what they want with you." He chuckles like he's having the time of his life. "Now, if you'd like to be a good little girl-" He pulls my bottom lip down with his fingers, bringing his face closer to mine. "Talk, give us all the information about those new kids, and I'll make you feel real nice and good baby." He sighs real heavy. His breath stinks. "But, if you keep being all quiet and prude like." He wraps his entire hand around my jaws, squeezing hard and yanking my face towards his. "I'll just have to beat you while I crush your insides to get the information."

His sinister smirk told me that he was enjoying his role. In any other situation I may even say this lycan was attractive. His bright blue eyes complemented his ashen brown hair, his jaw line was sharp and his teeth were pretty straight. His body was extremely well built, and the bulge in his pants indicated the mood goddess had blessed him there as well.

Yet, I was completely sick. His scent reminded me of wolves that smoke cigarettes. They all smell like cat piss and it dilutes their actual scent. His breath smelled like blood and dirt and he had definitely ran here because the body odor smell was unbearable.

There was no way I was going to give up any information on those kids either. "How about you all go f**k yourselves." I say, expecting to be hit.

However the guy just laughs. "Mmmm and you're feisty, thank you for making this fun baby." He says before ripping off my clothes without hesitation.