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the child or was it children? There drenched in blood was a little girl, she had white hair in wild curls, her white dress was more a bloody red, her head was looking at the ground. She lifted her head up and she looked straight into my soul, her eyes were golden honey coloured and her high pitched voice whispered one word," Mamma," I woke up in agony, I felt deep tearing inside of me, I let out a high pitched scream, in came running was christian and mamma and a few people I didn't know also a man that looked like my christian came in.

I screamed again, my sheets were stained were blood, my breaths were laboured. Mamma held my hand then I felt an awful tearing. She whispered and told me to keep pushing. In a large pool of blood, a crying baby came out. My tense body relaxed but their was another to go, I was already feeling week and that pained me when the midwife told me there was another.
With all my might, I gave it all I had and what I thought was the last one came out. I closed my eyes, christian just stared in utter shock. My heart beat slowed down, everything seemed to be in slow motion.
Christian slowly running towards me, the midwife yelling, mother crying and others just in shock.

I felt my life drain away, I think I dying. A sharp bit of pain was felt on my wrist then it was like I had been dunked into an ice lake.
The iciness consumed me, trying to put out the burning flames and then it went black...


I was brought back to reality when the dark clouds came in and a cool droplet splashed onto my face.

I cuddled my daughter, trying to think of a name for her then it came to me, dew. I didn't know why that name but it wasn't really a proper name so I looked around me and saw a rowan tree. Rowandew, I lookd at her again, looking at her beautiful pale hair which was ghost like, if we both didn't find shelter, something bad could happen. Mud clung to my nightdress, the darkness surrounded us both, each step, my foot dug into grubby brown wet mud. The trees loomed above us, ows hooted and red eyes could be seen in the shadows but I couldn't be afraid,I had to be strong for my child. In the distance I saw, a small cottage. It was built from wood and stone, I walked faster as the rain poured down more, I could see a light flickering from inside, I banged loudly at the door and asked if I could come in, for a while nobody answered then a woman came to the door. She was young and beautiful, braided blonde hair and she was wearing a green dress and apron, her face sofened as she saw me. She gestured for me to come in and I whispered," Thankyou so much," She rushed out the room, three boys were staring at me, they were proberly around the age of ten, all with their mothers blonde hair but with amber eyes instead of chocolate brown. They looked away and continued to fight, snarling and biting at each other, the woman came in again but rushed me to a hot bath, she took my baby from me and left me to bathe. The hot water felt good and rinsed off the mud ands dirt, I dried off and got changed into the clothes left out and when I walked ino the living room, she was feeding my child with cows milk and singing to her.
She smiled at me then said," Whats her name? Come sit and talk," I sat beside her then replied," Her name is Rowandew, shes only a few days old, whats your name?" She cooed at my child then said,"I'm annabel sullvermore, these are my children, the eight year old is mark, the ten year old is sam, the eleven year old is seth and I have another son, jake but he is out with his father at the moment and he is fifteen and I have three daughters, one about your age, lilly and one about your sisters age, called sondra and then a little five year old called emilie, so whats your name?"

I smiled then said," My name is illina, Rowandew isn't my sister, she's mine," Annabel gasped at what I said then hugged me," Darling, I can't believe that happened, us wolves never do that to their own, was it a human?" I stared at her warm chocolate eyes then said confused," I'm not a wolf, I'm human, it was the wolf I met as a child thats the father,"
She shook her head then said," Your definatly a wolf, I can smell it in your blood and all over you, so your saying you were once human? ah, I get it, your father must have been Micah the wolf who left but got killed when he returned with a human family, you must have had blood passed on but been human, thats why you were left alive," She smiled at the fact she thought it was correct, I felt a bad itching then looked down at a nasty bite on my wrist, she wandered off then came back with a liquid, she poured it on my wrist and a small snarl came out.


I sighed then I heard the door open then I caught sight of Jake, his dark chocolate brown hair and aqua blue eyes, oh no why hadn't I realised it. Hs eyes locked with mine and a quiet snarl escaped his pale lips, his father wandered in and I could instantly tell where jake got most of his looks from, his father was tall with the same chocolate brown hair but amber eyes. All I could feel radiating off jake was hatred and I knew it was aimed at me. I slightly backed away from him in fear, then his angry face slightly wavered but still stayed grim. He motioned for his mother to talk to him, she gave my baby and then wandered off, then all I heard was angy shouts, I listened to the convosation.

" WHY THE HELL DID YOU INVITE IT IN! KICK IT OUT NOW!" It stung the fact he refered me as nothing but he did hate me, a cool tear slipped down my face as I continued to listen.

" Honey don't raise your voice to me, and no she is in need of help, there is no chance she can look after that baby by herself or herself for that matter, she is completely clueless, for goodness sake, she didn't even know what she was, so now tell me how on earth is she supposed to survive?!?"

There was a slight silence and in a more hushed voice jake said, his voice slightly broke ," I- can't co-ope with that THING here, get rid of the baby, mother she was the girl I was on about..." He inhaled sharply and a light sob escaped. I almost felt my heart break at that very second, did he care about me? If he did it must be torture knowing I had child with another.


My baby gurlged then she whimpered slightly, her eyes were a golden brown and she seemed different, I begged that my child wasn't going to be a monster...

Christian's P.O.V

I awoke from my slumber to only hear the light snores of my child, I pushed the warm quilt off me, my bare feet padded along the cold wooden flooring. It was too quiet, where was everyone?

I saw my maid scurry to me, panic filled her eyes and her breathing was irregular, she sobbed," Master, they are gone! She has taken off..." A burning heat of fury built up inside, my mate had left with my own blood. I had to find her and bring her back, she will love me.

I roared then shoved the shaking maid out of my way, I knocked over many vases, watching them smash into tiny pieces and wishing to tear the whole house apart. I heard a childlike wailing, I ran to the nursrey to see my baby son rolling in his crib. His golden brown eyes looked up with confusion, but my baby girl was gone. I sighed knowing it was because we were monsters but what she didn't know was that her baby would be exactly like me, she was still an infant so her eyes would eventually go to their natuaral colour and she would have a strong urge to kill and become bloodthisty, the childen are the worst as they have to learn to become remotely civil. I picked my son up, his warm eyes looked up dearly into mine and then he giggled. He had a mop of blonde hair like mine, but his sister looked like Illina apart from the eyes, the beautiful white blonde hair and pale skin but she would be more beautiful when she is older.


Illina's P.O.V

I couldn't even look at my baby Rowandew, her golden brown eyes were too intense and it shattered my heart to know she was like her father, a monster but yet again I was a monster too. Cool salty tears dribbled down my face, I let out little sobs, Rowandew reached out her little hand to me as if she wanted comfort. I placed my face in my hands, trying to hide my face from when Annabel and Jake wandered in. I gazed slightly out of my hunched over position, jake was gritting his teeth togther and his fists were clenched, annabel quickly paced over and picked up rowan dew, she quickly paced away. I heard footsteps coming closer to me, jake sat next to me and hugged me in his warm embrace and I cried freely in front of him. He looked me straight in the eyes, his aqau blue eyes were on the verge of tears. I saw one dribble down and I wipped it away.


Annabel P.O.V

I picked up Illina's child, I had noticed that the warm violet eyes were gone and Rowandew's had changed to a golden brown, I realised that must be the reason why she is crying as she did run away because he thought the father was a monster but it must break her heart to see her child be like the father too, she was sobbing but her pale hair hid her face, I couldn't imagine what she was going through, my son hated the child with a passion as he loved Illina, I could see why and we all felt a strange need to protect her, she seemed so vunnerable and broken. I watched my son sit next to her, it was silent and her pale dainty hand wipped away a tear. I turned away to look after Rowandew but she was on the floor crawling towards Illina. Oh dear...


Illina"s P.O.V

I stared as rowandew crawled towards me, I let out a little cry and moved away from her, I shuffled into Jakes embrace and closed my eyes, I listened to the faint thump of his heart, it was as fast as a humming birds. He smelt like strong pine, a deep musky scent than relaxed me.

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