Captive Of The Count

prologue 2

Amara's pov

"Once upon a land under the deity of the moon goddess where men were wolves and wolves were men..."

"But they still are..." Iris groaned as always, staring at me with her eyes twinkling with mischief. I smirked and brandished my makeshift wooden sword before her making her squeal with pretend fright, "I surrender! I surrender!" She cried out with her arms raised in the air earning a smirk from me.

"There lived three most powerful wolves in the supernatural world, they were called the potens lupi!" I continued, emphasizing my last words, "Two were born brought to the world at first, their fates tied together, the grey wolf and the red wolf, one born with a heart of gold, the other was the spawn of the devil! A bitch from the pits of hell!" I growled remembering how she had ruined my childhood.

"Bad words Amara, mummy said no bad words," Eros said looking up from his entwined fingers which he had been twisting, an attitude long developed.

"Fine." I rolled my eyes and silently pleaded for them to let me continue the story which they have heard numerous times but I always found a way to tell it differently making it seem like a brand new story, "The red wolf who was filled with unnecessary angst, treachery, jealousy, and spite. All these attributes were driven by her power-drunk attitude, she thought that there should be no one more powerful than her and thus! She murdered her mate!" They all gasped, "And crafted falsehood with her magic thereby ruining the life of the silver wolf which was the last wolf, deceiving the entire supernaturals and letting evil prevail."

"Then what happened?!" Iris bounced excitedly making me smile, "Tell us, tell us, tell us!"

"The silver wolf survived no matter the hardship thrown at her, she lived through the pain never giving up." I jumped on the bed this time acting out my demonstrations as I told the tale, "She survived it all, rising from weak to strong, from an omega to a Queen defeating the evil hybrid which was the red wolf and then from a detested wolf to the leader of the wolves council and now she is the greatest wolf to ever grace the lands of the supernaturals!" My breathing was heightening as I acted out my words raising my sword, "She is Queen Nyx Evander!"

"And also your admirable mother." Rose winked cutting in, "And my Godmother." She added standing up from the chair on which she was seated, "And she is standing right at the door ready to scold you for the trick you pulled on my dad this morning." She glared at me saying her last words.

"Mummy!" Eros scrambled from the floor and ran towards the door. I turned with all nervousness to see my mother standing at the door welcoming Eros into her open arms, Iris was also there to get a big hug from her Godmother.

"Mum." I grimaced hiding my makeshift sword behind me even though I knew she had seen it, "How lovely it is to see you..." I added nervously stepping down from the bed. I could already hear Rose giggling as I shifted on my feet and I sent her a scowl but the clearing of my mum's throat brought me back to her.

She was leaning against the doorway with her arms crossed over her chest and her green eyes glowering with anger, "Where were you earlier today?" She asked probably already knowing the answer to that and I knew there was no use in avoiding the question or trying to lie, "Excuse us." She said to the other occupants of the room while bending to give Eros a goodbye kiss. Rose sent me a sad look before grabbing onto her sister's hand (Iris) and onto Eros's and they walked out of the room leaving my mother and me.

"Amara." She sighed walking up to my bed to sit and then she patted the spot next to her indicating that I should move to join her.

"I am sorry mummy." I sat next to her wrapping my arms around her in a hug while pleading with her through the mind link to forgive me, "I am sorry I disobeyed your orders and daddy's too and outsmarted uncle Andros to go across the borders."