Forbidden Mate: Awakening

~LILY’S POV~

I felt the cold, hard chains that held me start to loosen a little as a vampire unchained me. One also did the same for Adrian who was a feet away from me. He told us we were being given a short break.

It was then I realised we were back in the vampire cave or coven, I didn’t even know. My body was weak but I managed to crawl to Adrian’s side.

My hands were shaking as I reached out to touch Adrian’s tired and bruised body. It made me so sad to see him look so exhausted and lifeless. He was breathing shallowly, and his once lively eyes looked devoid of life.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

I pulled him close and hugged him tightly, relishing the comfort in our embrace. Everything else around us disappeared, and for a brief moment, it was just the two of us, holding onto each other desperately. I rested my cheek against his chest and felt his weak heartbeat, a fragile reminder of the strong spirit he had inside.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I kept on silently apologising to him for what he had to go through, because of me – yes, it was my fault. This was all my fault.

Time seemed to stop as I poured all my love and strength into him, as a way of defying the forces that wanted to take away his life. With all my heart, I hoped he would find the little bit of life left in him, rise up from the edge of giving up, and hold me passionately once again.

As our bodies pressed together, a surge of energy ran through me, a sign of the powerful strength that was hidden inside me. I placed my hand on his heart, looked around and saw no vampire watching, and released part of my life force into him.

His eyes and heart shined with golden energy and when his chest swelled, my breath hung in the air. In that stolen moment, I shared a part of myself with Adrian, giving him some of the life force that was in me. It was a quiet plea, a desperate request, for him to hold on and find strength in our bond.

“Please…please Adrian, hang in there for me. I’m with you…. always. I love you.” I kissed his forehead and his chest capsuled back in.

But soon enough, the break was over and things got worse. The chains tightened, pulling us apart. We were trapped and controlled.

I looked at Adrian, tears in my eyes, and promised silently that I wouldn’t leave him alone in this terrible situation.

We were separated again, and I felt time slipping away. But I held onto a drop of hope, believing that love could overcome even the worst circumstances. I would fight for us, for our freedom, and for the chance to hold him without being tied down. Whatever I gave to him, what I believe was my life force, I hope it did work.

In that darkest cave, I found strength and made a promise to keep Adrian alive. Our love was like a guiding light, defying the cruelty of a heartless monster like Leo.

As long as I was alive, I would keep fighting to protect the spark of life within him. Very soon, we would break free from these chains and I would finally get to rest in his arms once again, as he pulls me closer to him in an embrace.

“Very soon.”

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~NARRATOR’S POV~

Some days after the funeral, the atmosphere of the grove became tense. Everyone was sad about the passing of Rex but more important events were to occur.

Tyler, guilty and extremely sad, suddenly became kind of a leader-in-training. This was a big responsibility because he had to take care of the whole pack at his young age. Well, it was what he wanted, wasn’t it?

Tyler was alone in his room, surrounded by the mess he made in his anger, once again. Ever since the burial of his father, every day and night he would wake up to unleash his anger on his room. He had broken furniture and ripped fabric all over the floor, showing how upset he was inside. Tears mixed with sweat as he let out his pain by hurting the things around him. The room showed how much he was suffering.

In the middle of the mess, Tyler’s mind was filled with different feelings. He felt bad about what he had done, and he carried the weight of his mistakes and the big responsibility he now had. He couldn’t stop thinking about his time with his father who was now gone because of his own faults.

As Tyler realized his new role, he felt determined but also unsure. The rest of the pack relied on him for guidance and strength during this difficult time. Their expectations made him feel pressured, but he knew he had to overcome his doubts and insecurities.

Outside his room, for the fifth day in a row, Lily’s parents and the elders gathered. They looked sympathetic and worried. They knew that Tyler was carrying a lot of pain and a heavy responsibility. They quietly reassured each other to give him space and time to recover.

Inside the room, there was a knock that interrupted Tyler’s inner struggle. He wiped his tears and composed himself before allowing the person to come in. The door made a creaking sound as it opened, and Rebekah appeared at the doorway. Her eyes showed kindness.

“Tyler,” she started softly, “we know this is a very difficult time for you. We have seen the struggle on your face. But we also believe in your strength and your ability to lead. You’re not alone in this.”

Tyler looked at her, expressing both gratitude and vulnerability in his eyes. “I… I don’t know if I’m ready,” he admitted, “I disappointed him, and now… now I have to step up and be the leader he thought I could be.”

She came up to Tyler and gently placed her hand on his shoulder. She said, “Tyler, being a leader doesn’t mean being perfect or never making mistakes. It’s about learning from those mistakes and getting stronger. Your father has always seen something in you, a potential that you might find hard to see right now. But remember, we’re all here to help you. We believe in you.”

Tyler’s determination started to weaken as he felt more guilty. He closed his eyes and listened to her words, letting them sink into his hurt soul. He slowly nodded, feeling a spark of determination ignite within him.

“I can’t let his memory be wasted,” he said with renewed determination. “I’ll do everything I can to protect and lead this pack. I owe it to him and to all of you.”

Lily’s mom smiled, keeping her hand on his shoulder a little longer. “That’s the spirit, Tyler. Remember, strength doesn’t just come from yourself, but also from the support of those who stand by you. Lean on us when you need to, and together, we’ll get through these difficult times.”

Tyler felt grateful as he watched Lily’s mother leave the room. He was now alone with his thoughts. The weight of his new responsibilities was still there, but he felt a strong determination growing inside him. He knew he couldn’t keep doubting himself and feeling guilty forever. He had to move past those feelings.

Looking around at the mess in his room, Tyler began to see things more clearly. He realized that his anger and destructive behavior were just ways of expressing his grief and frustration. It was time for him to use that energy in a positive way, to protect and lead the pack.

He took a deep breath and started cleaning up the mess, piece by piece. He called some guards who took over from where he left. This showed his commitment to rebuilding and moving forward. In that moment, he silently promised himself and Rex’s memory that he would become the Alpha his father believed he could be, even if he had to confront his own problems along the way.

More days passed, and Tyler took on his new role with determination. He attended meetings with the elders, listened to the concerns of the pack, and started planning for the war he was now meant to lead his army to. He trained hard, improving his skills as a fighter, and sought advice from the more experienced members of the group.

While leading, Tyler found comfort in the support of his pack mates. They stood by him and showed their loyalty and encouragement. Their belief in his abilities boosted his confidence, reminding him that he had companions on this journey.

In the following days, Tyler’s ability to lead became apparent. Every decision he made and every action he took showed his loyalty and dedication to the group.

While guiding the group through the challenges to come, Tyler always kept in mind the lessons he learned from his father. He carried Rex’s memory with him and found strength in the advice and guidance he had received. The pack members could see his growth as a leader. They witnessed his resilience as he got stronger from a place of deep sadness.

One evening, Tyler sat next to Henry and they talked about the past and the future. He admitted, with a grateful tone in his voice, “I never thought I would be in charge, but I’m determined to honor my father’s memory and protect our group.”

Henry smiled kindly, his eyes showing how proud he was. “Tyler, being a leader doesn’t mean knowing everything. It means leading with kindness, understanding, and a real desire to take care of and lift up those who rely on you. You have been really doing well.”

He nodded, taking in his words. “I’m realizing that being a leader is not a journey you take alone. It’s about working together and listening to the thoughts and opinions of those around me. Thank you very much for guiding me through this all.”

Tyler often found comfort in moments of quiet thinking. He would go to his dad’s grave and stand by the monument that marked where his father was laid to rest. With a sad heart, he would share his thoughts and ask for advice from the spirit that still lingered in the grove.

As time went by, the old wounds slowly started to heal. The grovd changed and became stronger under Tyler’s leadership. They no longer saw him as a young man burdened by guilt, but as a leader who had overcome his own faults to protect and guide them. He had also convinced the elders to postpone his coronation to after the war had been fought and won.

In the center of the pack, surrounded by everyone, Tyler stood tall. He fully embraced his role as the main leader and semi-Alpha, honoring his father’s legacy with determination and pride.

As the moon rose high in the sky, shining its beautiful light on the pack, Tyler spoke with confidence and meaning.

He said, “We will face any challenges that come our way and stay together as a pack. We will protect and support each other, and we will overcome. As my father always told me, we’re stronger when we’re together.”

The pack, inspired by his words, agreed and expressed their unity with a strong and powerful chorus of voices. In that moment, Tyler knew he had found his purpose and direction. Together, they would create a future full of hope and possibilities.

So, they stood there, howling and cheering, prepared to confront the common enemy with their new leader.

Tyler, for the first time in weeks, smiled to himself as he looked at his people, his family and his home. He had finally understood what his father had always told him at that moment.

He raised a hand high, “To the BlueMoon pack!!”

And the people responded in a loud chorus, “To the BlueMoon pack!!”