As if on cue, an unwavering silence fell upon us all, while both Marina and Elijah watched me curiously, Elijah more wide-eyed in shock and Marina with a knowing look, since she was the one who predicted this in the first place.

I gulped slowly and brought my gaze to the ground, not knowing how to react to this, especially as I suddenly remembered that Elijah had the ability to see the past and the present, my heart skipped a beat.

I felt my cheeks heat up in embarrassment, my fingers ached to run through my hair nervously, but I felt frozen in shock and despair. All these emotions mixed inside me, crazily and rapidly.

"Well, are you going to tell him?" Marina carefully asked, being the first one to break the tension-filled silence, I snapped my gaze up her way and gnawed on my bottom lip, not knowing what I should say.

"He deserves to know." Elijah suddenly said making me jerk my head to the right to look at him, he gazed back at me intensely; I inhaled shakily and shrugged while huffing out, Marina sighed.

"He does Celine, seeing as he is the father of the child you're carrying." Marina agreed softly, I turned my attention back to her while shaking my head, my eyes welling up as I thought about everything that was happening to me, my health and Dustin.

"Do you really think he does Marina? What makes you think he'll even care? I honestly, don't think he deserves to know, especially after seeing the way he reacted after talking to me the day after we, well...." I stated calmly with flushed cheeks, while a single stray tear trailed down my cheek, I fisted my hands by my sides while they both gazed at me in shock and confusion.

"But it's his child Celine, you need to understand that. And I know he is not the best person, but he deserves to know, at least about this" She urged, her face contorted into a grimace once she noticed my narrowed eyes, I scoffed.

"It isn't only his child, it is mine as well. What you need to understand Marina, is that this is my choice, and if I find out that Dustin finds out from someone other then me, then let's just say; I won't react reasonably." I replied, as calmly as I could without letting my anger and possessiveness take control, she looked taken back and I felt Elijah's judgemental gaze burn deep into my skin.

"I understand Celine, if that's what you want, then we will respect your decision. But, what will you do when people notice the change in your scent and body after a while?" She asked curiously, still trying to press the topic of confronting Dustin, I sighed and furrowed my brows before exhaling weakly — remembering what was going to happen soon.

"Marina, I won't need to worry about that and neither will you." I whispered sadly, my heart suddenly picking up the pace rapidly while a frown etched on my lips, they both noticed but I could only keep my gaze on the bed behind them.

"What does that mean?" Elijah asked this and I managed to send him a weak smile without directly looking at him, the mood suddenly fell and we all sensed it.

"I'm dying." I replied breathlessly, my throat clogging up and a new sheen of unshed tears glossed my eyes, the whole bed blurred up and my bottom lip bled slightly from my nervous biting.

"What?!" They both exclaimed but the sound was barely heard by my ears as I softly placed my hands over my stomach, my head pounding and my vision darkening, I wanted to speak out and explain myself, but I couldn't — I was stuck.

Suddenly, my whole body went numb and my vision became pitch black, I could feel my heart in my stomach and I felt hot bile rise up my throat, then I fell out of conscious. My body swayed forward, slowly falling but I never felt myself hit the ground, instead two strong hands grabbed hold of me and that was all I could remember.

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MARINA'S POV

I anxiously walked out of my room, with Elijah slowly following behind and I couldn't help the sudden feeling of despair and disappointment wash over me once I shut the door, Elijah's confused eyes gazed deeply into my own — trying to find answers. I just shrugged.

"I don't know what to do Elijah, for once in my life I am defeated." I stated weakly, with my hands crossing over my chest and carefully leaning my back against my wooden door, he huffed out and ran a hand through his messy hair, while I gnawed on my bottom lip.

"Me either, but that is beyond the point; you heard her Marina, she is dying. I spoke with the Moon last night and had a full session of seeing the past and present, I did not want to spy on Celine, I genuinely just wanted to look at what had happened to my Mate and why she is the way she is, but I stumbled upon Celine's life struggles, because apparently the Moon Goddess wanted me to, and now I regret even looking." He replied slowly, as if he himself was having trouble explaining what it was that happened — I found myself moving closer to him, wanting to know everything because at this moment, I needed explanations.

"I don't see everything but I do see parts, they pass quick and they take great effort to make out, but I did and I saw something odd in her present life. It wasn't of her but it was sceneric; I saw the Moon in my hand, it was small but it was bright — honestly, it was also the hardest to make out, but suddenly there was haunting black blood everywhere, all over the Moon and my hand, it was terrifying.." He paused as if to correctly recall what had happened and I felt my heart skip a beat fearfully, not knowing whether or not to hear more.

"After all the bloodshed cleared up, I heard a voice but it spoke in another language — Greek, I assume and it was so deep, so dull that I could hear it clearly even now; exactly how it was. It was all so confusing but Celine was in the middle of it all, covered in blood the color of the night sky, pitch black, and what was oddest about it all was the huge bump on her stomach which she protected with her very life. It was all too strange, but then I understood.." He paused when he noticed the confusion etched on my face before sighing and placing his hands on my shoulders, making me draw my attention to him completely.

"Don't you get it Marina? It wasn't her, but it was. Something took over, a spirit and everyone will be after her. She will die, quickly and there will be no return but her child will live — it'll live through the spirit that is forcefully carrying it." He continued and I watched his eyes gloss up, as did my own as if on cue. I didn't know how to process this information, even though I needed it in the beginning.

"She won't e-ever live again?" I asked hopefully, he slowly removed his hands from my shoulders and I felt as if it was even harder to stand, my eyes begged him to give me the answer I wanted to hear, but I knew he could only say what was needed and true.

"I don't know, but from what I have already seen — no, I don't think so." He replied, after a moment of tension-filled silence, his reply broke my heart and sent a realisticly feeling stab to my gut making me slap a hand over my mouth to prevent from crying out, he watched in pity but not for me.

"S-she doesn't deserve this, she's gone through too much. She needs her happy ending!" I cried out against my hand, muffling my words but they were as clear as day to Elijah — he pulled me tightly into his embrace and nodded his head over my shoulder, I didn't hug back; every part of my body was too heavy to move.

"She doesn't but this is what the Moon has Written for her." He whispered making me sob into his broad chest, his warm embrace did nothing to calm my cries or my trembling body, but it did comfort me in the slightest bit.

After a while, I found myself hugging him back and giving him the same comfort, because he was the one who saw what he did and had his heartbroken first.

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I ran anxiously towards Dustin's room, determination riding through my veins and a goal was being arranged in my head, all while I kept my tears at bay.

Once I reached the wooden door, I didn't even bother knocking, I just slammed it open and walked in with an angry glare and my head held high.

"What do you want?" Dustin asked, his head in his hands with his back bent and his hair flying forward, I couldn't help but feel disgusted by this brother of mine.

"I want to talk to you, and I won't take no for an answer." I stated, as a stray tear slowly glided down my cheek making my heart clench, he just chuckled humorlessly making my eyes narrow.

"Did Celine send you?, because I already told her, I don't want to talk and I most certainly don't want to talk to you." He replied tiredly making me scoff, my hands crossing over my chest as I glared at his skull in this dimly lit room.

"No she didn't send me, she's currently lying unconsciously on my bed right now and I myself have something to tell you." I said, my voice getting louder after every word, I curiously watched his body tense at the word unconsciously and felt my lips form a scowl.

I slammed the door closed behind me and stomped closer to his bed, he sighed and pulled his head out of his hands, his angry blue eyes glared back into my own, sending a huge sense of the past my way — seeing as Dustin's glare has been completely memorized by me and this whole pack for a while now.

"What the Hell, do you want?!" He asked angrily, his canines forming and his brows raising, I growled lowly and shook my head, lowering my hands to my sides.

"I just want to know, why?" I told him, my voice was eerily calm now but in comparison to my heart which was beating crazily — I wished it wasn't, his brows furrowed in both confusion and annoyance.

"What do you mean, why? — Listen, Marina, I don't have time to listen to anything childish from you or Celine. I'm sure she's perfectly fine, and aching for more attention, so you can go back to wherever she is hiding and tell her-"

"She's dying." I interrupted, my voice low and my lungs tight, my eyes glossed up completely and the unshed tears were finally falling, his eyes were feral and he abruptly stood up from his bed, I stepped back cautiously and gazed at him curiously.

"Where are you going?" I asked him in confusion while tears aimlessly trailed down my neck, he scoffed and let out a chuckle, raking a hand through his hair. Did he not just hear what I said?

"I'm going to find Celine and put her in her place! Because all this attention that she seeks, isn't going to be received. Honestly, I've had enough of her damn lies!" He stated, his whole face contorted in rage and his shoulders squared, I growled lowly when he turned to walk to the door.

"She isn't lying! It's true." I protested sadly, wishing that this was indeed a lie, but sadly it wasn't. Dustin once again scoffed, and this time turned to face me with a snarl.

"How can you prove it?" He asked grimly, his hands in his hair and his body tense, I couldn't describe his emotions but they looked worry-some — on his point.

"Because Elijah spoke with the Moon last night, in hopes of finding something out about his Mate, but instead the Moon Goddess requested he see's Celine's present and he had a seeing." I repeated what Elijah had previously told me softly, wiping my tears away with shaky hands as I eyed him through glossy vision.

I watched his face fall and finally form into shock, but as soon as I saw it, he wiped it clear of any emotion making me flinch in complete shock in my brothers show of bipolarness. 

"And I'm suddenly supposed to just believe that?" He asked before turning around and almost frantically leaving the room, opening the door quickly behind him and slamming it shut making me flinch once again.

I hugged my body as I cried and shook my head, but I couldn't help but replay the moment and his words — because it sounded as if his voice broke once he spoke.

And I didn't know what was going to happen from now.