“No, Keiran. Selene did not take Emma from you. It was Carrie who killed her. ”
Amber slowly walks towards them. Though she still resembles Selene’s body, Keiran can tell it’s not her. Her voice sounding different and hair in a different shade than Selene’s lustful brown hair.
“No. You’re lying to me. You’re all lying to me.” He sneers angrily, ready to launch and attack all of them.
For the first time ever, Harou is able to shift outside of his enchanted cave. He quickly shifts to his Lycan, stopping Damian on his tracks and making him growl with anger.
“Enough!” He looks at him with fury in his eyes. Blake slowly makes his way towards them and closes his eyes, sighing deeply.
“I don’t understand any of this. Why can’t I remember you guys. Why can’t I recall any of our past events?” He questions in a low tone.
Tyler struggles to understand any of it himself. Everything sounding like a faint dream. A dream he vividly recalls from a constant nightmare he’s suffered for years but decided to push it off because he thought maybe it was just that, a dream.
“Damian. He’s telling the truth. I don’t know how I know. But Harou is right.”
“How would you know this Dylan? You can’t even remember your own name. You of all should know I don’t take lightly to anyone blaspheming against my dear Emma.”
Harou look at each other, Damian looks angrily towards Selene and hisses.
Slowly, Selene gets Amber’s attention begging her to allow her to come back.
Though Amber fears that Selene will have no chance of survival again if Damian attacks her, she has no choice but to let her return.
Slowly, she retrieves and Selene is left before her. Blake senses her return. He quickly pushes past everyone and runs to her. Engulfing her with a tight embrace and kissing her in her lips.
Selene smiles, a stray tear falling down her cheek as his tongue swiftly invades her mouth.
“There’s my girl. I love you baby girl. Don’t you ever, ever leave my side again. Do you understand me?” He whispers, his forehead resting on her forehead. Eyes closed and embracing the feel of their reencounter.
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Damian stands before them with anger and frustration in every inch of his body.
He glares between everyone, unwilling to consider with their happy reunion and give way to the end of this battle.
He made his mate a promise. And until he sees it for himself, he will not believe in any word they say. Assuring himself that the promise he made Emma has to stand. He will end Selene’s life. Over and over again. Until he takes his last breath.
Through the notion of Blake running to Selene, he dropped Selene’s katana on the floor.
He looks over towards Blake, noticing his dagger still tucked in on his back. He recalls the night he had it made. He had gone with Him to make it. Ironically made with the same materials and magic Selene’s katana was made from, plus the enchantment specially performed by a great wizard friend of theirs.
He remembers that dagger from the last time they had this same encounter. It’s easy to say that most of the time, vampires and werewolves will heal easily and will not be left with scars; but the last time they fought, Blake had cut him across his shoulder with that same dagger, and he still had a great scar to remember him by.
He slowly grabs the katana, taking advantage that everyone has their eyes on both Blake and Selene. But Tyler stops him, making him drop it on the ground.
“Just what the hell do you think your doing Dylan? Remember, you and I stopped being buddies a long- long time ago. So don’t try and get me to stop, because I won’t think twice about ending your life as well.”
Tyler, though he can’t get used to being called by his old name, softens his expression. “I may not remember everything about our friendship. But I do know I can’t let you hurt my sister. I get it! I lost my mate too. It hurts a lot. But you heard them. Emma is alive! You can look for her and give yourselves a second chance to be together.”
“I won’t believe it. Why now? After thousands of years of not having her by my side, you expect me to believe she’s still alive? Why? Why should I believe any of you?” Everyone’s head turns to look at them. They all feel confused and turmoil by the events that have happened.
Rebecca comes close to them and places her hand on both of their shoulders.
“Enough! I’ve had enough of all of you fighting.” She pleads with them to calm down.
“Damian. Harou is telling you the truth. It was Carrie all along. She was the master mind between all that has happened to all of you. She was the one that killed Emma. And I can prove it.”
“How? How will you prove to me that Selene is innocent? You can’t and you know why?” He glares angrily at Rebecca, coming so close, Rebecca takes back a step to be able to meet his eyes.
“Because I saw her that night. I saw the blood in her hands. She stood next to Emma, there was no one there but her and Alarick with my Emma. She’s going to pay, and she will keep paying for her death each time I see her again. Unlike them, Emma is gone. I will no longer be able to hold her in my arms. Alarick and her will pay for the death of my wife, one way, or another.”
Rebecca stops him on his track as he made his way towards them. Using her goddess given gifts bestowed upon her from Artemis herself to protect Selene and her brother. She freezes him on spot. Sighing and closing her eyes as she slowly comes to stand before him.
“It’s time you all knew the truth. And I believe it is my duty to come clean to you all as well.”
She makes them all gather around, ordering Blake’s pack, and Damian’s clan to stop fighting and makes Damian stand still, his face heats with fury as he finds himself immobile.
“I need all of you to stop. This whole war between these two amazing groups, that have surpass every clan, every pack in all existence. Imagine! You guys are the mightiest, the most powerful, more powerful than the wolf king himself! Imagine, how much more fierce and powerful you could be, if you just stopped fighting each other? You’d rule the world entirely! You could rule all of existence. But your hatred towards each other has blinded you. It’s blinded you with rage and fury that should of never happened. “