Luna Abigail
Chapter 23

Abby’s P.O.V.

As her heart stops beating, I grab her and start running towards the infirmary. She can’t be dead, she can’t be dead, she can’t be dead. That is all that is running through my mind as I rush her little body to the doctors. I can hear everyone following me, Jax running at my side, yelling for Willow to wake up and open her eyes.

He sounds so mad and heartbroken. Everything moves in slow motion when I enter the infirmary, the nurses taking Willow from my arms; the doctors yelling for a defibrillator and more nurses trying to keep everyone out of her room.

“Your Highness, I’m sorry, but you need to let the doctors work on her. They need space.” Then I feel an arm coming across my abdomen. I flinch in pain and growl before I feel the sparks flowing on my skin. It’s Matt.

“Baby, come on, we need to give them space.” He says as he leads me to the hallway where everyone else is waiting. The silence is ominous. People are staring straight ahead and crying or mumbling to themselves. Maybe they are praying? Should I do that too?

‘Selene, and every higher power there is, please let my little sister live! She is precious to me and everyone else here. We need her and her bubbly self to keep the insanity at bay. She is the glue keeping us together. You can’t take her away from us. From me. I just met her. I need more time! I DEMAND MORE TIME WITH HER!’ I end in tears as I yell the last part out in my head, hoping against all hope they are hearing my plea.

The time goes painfully slow, as the doctors keep fighting for Willow’s life, but if she is not fighting with them I know it can’t end well. No! I need to believe she will make it. Her heart wasn’t stopped that long when I brought her here?!

As I am brooding to myself, a nurse walks over to where me and Matt are sitting silently doing our own thing. Nothing else matters right now, but the little hurricane of happiness is in there fighting.

“Your Highnesses, I’m sorry to disturb, but the guards informed me that we have guests, one of which is the current Alpha of Black Moon. They are holding them both until they get the okay to let them into our territory, but both of your mind-links are off.” She says with a slight bow of the head. I come out of my daze. Why would both Daemon and another come here?. The wheels are turning slowly like they are covered in guu.

“Abby, it’s probably Daemon and Benjamin. Didn’t you teleport all of us here when under attack?” Sami asks, while pointing at Isadora, Ellie, Morgan and herself. I nod. Why hadn’t I noticed that even Isadora had followed us in here? Feeling guilty, I hurriedly introduce Isadora to everyone and explain how we came to meet. The girls accepted her immediately, seeing that she fought with us, no questions asked, a moment ago. The guys seemed more hesitant.

“Tell the guards to let them in. I will teleport them to their mates when they are in our territory.” I say with a small smile. The nurse nods, her eyes glaze over. When they clear, she says they are both over the border.

I teleport the two guys to their girls. As they arrive, they yell at me for kidnapping their mates and not telling them they were okay. Matt and Sami try to get a word in, but it is when Isadora shouts at Daemon to shut the hell up and listen, they both quiet down. She then smacks them both on the head, walking over and doing the same to Matt.

“Ow! What the f**k was that for?” Matt asks, as he rubs his head from her smack.

“You are OUR KING DAMMIT! USE IT!” she yells at him.

“Wow! I like you.” All the girls say in unison. Even the guys have to hide the smirks.

I lightened considerably in the mood, with Isadora putting the three guys in their place. I smile and mouth “thank you” just before the door opens to Willow’s room. Straining my hearing, I get nothing but silence from in there. Even before the doctor speaks, I’m lost in my head.

‘No, no, no, no. She has to be okay!’ I chant again and again.

“Your Highnesses, everyone, I have to tell you..”

Third Person P.O.V.

The shot rang out among the quiet people on the field. Willow had run from the safe room, needing to see if her sisters were okay. If Jax was okay. She ran and ran, until she reached the battle which was dying down everywhere, since Galaxy had ordered everyone to stop fighting and the enemy to surrender.

A woman in the safe room told Willow and every young pub down there what was happening. She was in constant contact with the warriors out there, and when she told them how Galaxy had made the fight almost end, Willow had dashed out of there.

When she saw her sisters in wolf form, she felt an immense sense of pride. They were both magnificent, but Galaxy’s aura wasn’t anything she had felt before. The aura of the two Queens combined. Wow! The girl also discovered she can read the minds of the wolves in front of her, something she never could before. She was wondering how that was happening when a new thought reached her mind. Galaxy was talking, taunting, the evil witch in front of them, when the thoughts of someone seeking a life smashed her senses.

‘Just a little more. Just a little more. Right there, little Queen. You won’t know what hit you. Just a little more.’ The voice was distinctively male, cold and calculated. Before she knew what she was doing, the girl was running towards the crowd. She jumps as the gun goes off and feels the hit of the bullet in her small body.

Everything turns black, then sounds, and voices reach her ear. She recognizes both her sisters, then someone she doesn’t know and then Jax. Her familiar. Her friend and her protector. Oh, he would think this was all his fault, but it wasn’t. She made the choice to jump in front of Abby. She made that choice to sacrifice herself for her Queen and sister.

“Why did you jump in front of me?” Abby asks when the eyes of the little girl in her arms slowly open, not focusing on anything specific she answers.

“You are the only witch and werewolf Queen. We can’t lose you. You are too important. And you are family, and we protect our family.” She closes her eyes once again, feeling tired of the effort of speaking. When she opens them again, she’s in unfamiliar surroundings.

“Ah, there you are, Willow. I’ve been waiting for you.” A familiar female voice calls out. As Willow turns around, she sees her mother standing a few feet away, a big smile on her lips, her eyes sparkling with tears of joy and sadness, arms open for a hug. She runs to her mother, getting smothered in her embrace once again. As the warmth of her mother surrounds her, she lets her tears flow freely.

“Why did you leave me, mom?” Willow asks in a thick voice.

“I’m sorry, baby girl, but I had to. My time was up and nothing was going to change that. But I’m here now, however briefly.” Mallory answers. Willow looks at her mother in confusion, and then it hits her. If her mother is here, that means she must be… Dead.

“Am I not staying with you, mom?” She asks, insecurity eating at her heart. She doesn’t want to be dead, but she also doesn’t want to leave her mom again.

“No, sweetheart. Your time is yet to come, and even though you are here right now, this is not death. We are in a limbo state, a place where spirits can visit those who are just there temporarily.” Mallory answers with a small smile. She can’t believe how grown up her little girl has become. How grown up they all are now. And despite the current war between her children, she still holds a lot of love for Sylla. She is not evil in her heart, but her ambitions and misguidance have blinded her to what her life could have been had she stayed on the narrow path of light with her twin.

Mallory has been watching over them all, been there in every sorrow and joy. Cried tears of happiness for their achievements and sadness for their failures.

The mother/daughter pair sit down, looking at each other. Willow remembers the day her mother was brutally murdered, and she remembers Ellie telling her to always keep her eyes on the price. And in this case, not let hatred of the murderer make her blind to all the things their mother had taught them.

“I have missed you so much, mommy.” Willow says in a small voice. The tears spilling down her cheeks again.

“But I never forgot what you taught us! Forgiving, love, and laughter. The three cornerstones to staying on the path of light.” She continues. Mallory smiles, pride shining in her eyes.

“I know, baby! I have kept an eye on all of you ever since I had to leave you. I have seen it all.” She smiles, but her expression turns serious.

“Willow, I need to talk to you and this is urgent, as we have little time. Your father was not a forest guardian, as I have told you. I am sorry for lying to you all this time, but it was important for me to keep you safe.” Mallory says with an eye cast to her youngest daughter. Willow furrows her eyebrows.

“Then who is my father?” She asks, wondering if her mother is intending to tell her or keep her in the dark still. And why was she telling her this now? She could have come to her in her dreams, like she had done numerous times before and told her, or she could have not lied to her from the start.

“Well. your father and I met each other on a day, I was out walking in the forest. I felt sorry for myself, not for the first time, and needed a break from the twins’ shenanigans at home. They were being looked after by Winter, who was like a maternal figure to me. Guiding me in motherhood, as I never experienced it properly with Abigail, because the deal was for me to have the baby, but to give her up to be brought up in her pack. Her wolf, though dormant, had an imposing presence in her already. Now I know why.” Mallory reminisce before continuing.

“I was walking in my own thoughts and didn’t see the hunter’s trap in front of me. Before I knew it, it snapped on my ankle and broke it. I loosened it with my magic, but couldn’t get it off, as they coated it with stardust, which prevents witches and warlocks from performing their magic. As I was the Queen at the time, I managed to do enough to get out of the trap, but the dust kept being on my skin, slowly draining me. And this is when your father showed up. He had been patrolling nearby and heard the trap snap. I thought he was the hunter, and would end me right then and there, but he picked me up bridal style and carried my to a cavern.” Willow sat there listening to her mother’s story with wide eyes and mouth agape.

“When we reach the cavern, he put me down, wiped the dust off me and waited until my magic appeared again. We talked. A lot. And he told me he was one of the border guardians. Protecting our side of the border of the underworld, of anything passing through that wasn’t supposed to. You see, some creatures aren’t meant to cross over, but do anyway and some creatures are meant to cross over but are being held in there against their will. The guardians are there to help, guide, and prevent mishaps. They themselves can cross between the two realms freely. We started meeting in secret, because they did not mean me to know about them, seeing as this would give me and my fraction an unfair advantage, but fate made a call that day.” Mallory is far away in her eyes, watching it all unfold in her head as she tells her story.

“We became friends, and then our feelings developed. We.. It just kinda happened, and one thing led to another. When we were caught, he was moved to the other side of the border, not allowed to cross over. We were forbidden to see each other again. Once again, I was alone. But soon after, I discovered I was pregnant again. With you, darling.” Willow blinked and swallowed. Her father had been a border guardian. But what did that exactly mean?

“I know this is a lot to swallow, darling. But what this means is that you will be able to cross over the border as you want, too. But there is something you need to know. You were not born on the other side and have never been there, so the journey will take a tole until your body gets used to it. Also, you are a forbidden child, a love child, but forbidden. This means that dark forces will seek you for your powers, because you hold so much more than meet the eye. And last but not least, I haven’t been completely honest about your age either. You are not ten, but thirteen and will be of age in three years. Every believed me when I gave an age, because of your powers of mind reading and the fact that will age everyone. When some doubted me regarding your womanly development, then I told them you take after me and develop early. Which isn’t half a lie because you really do.” Mallory says the last things all in a hurry, trying to soften the blow.

She is expecting her daughter to throw a tantrum, but Willow hugs her.

“I know, mom. I’m not even mad. Everything you said was in my protecting, but I wish you would have told me sooner. So, I’m not mad, but disappointed.”

No sooner have Willow forgiven her mother, when she felt a giant electric shock waved through her body, and her being pulled away.

“I have to go now, mom. Bye, I love you!” She managed to say before she feels herself fly away. She can see the hospital room where she is lying in the bed, and she watches when the doctor gives another shock to her heart.

As her spirit enters her body, she feels her senses regaining. She can hear the doctor telling the other staff she is back, a nurse giving numbers on her pulse and her heart beating steadily in her chest. Then another pulling feeling flows through her and the beeping of the machines disappears. What the hell happened now? The thoughts keep running through Willow’s head when a new and unfamiliar voice is heard.

“Ah, the princess. Excellent. I will let the master know.” Then the footsteps disappear and Willow opens her eyes to a dark, luxurious room.

Where the hell had she landed this time?