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MARINA'S POV

I don't know how to feel. My body is completely numb while Luke holds me, rocking us back and forth slowly, mumbling calming words into my hair incoherently.

"What if she finally breaks?" I asked sadly, my body melting into Luke's strong hold, he sighed and I could feel his hold tighten around me, his beautiful scent consumed me completely.

"Only time will tell, and she is too strong, the Princess has been through a lot - or so I've heard - but she is too strong, too strong." He replied, I could sense how serious he was and maybe he's right - Celine had once told me she lived a complicated life, and maybe she's has gone through a lot.

But no one is too strong, everyone has a breaking point.

I shook my head and placed my hands over Luke's, while letting out a content sigh; he mumbled something about loving me and it made my stomach churn.

"I-I just hope she stay's strong, that she manages to get through what's going on." I whispered with a frown, my heartbeat was steady but my nerves were only growing.

"You know what? Enough talking about Celine, let's talk about us." Luke said, I narrowed my eyes in confusion and licked my dry lips.

"Us?"

"Yes, me and you. I want to know what happens when your brother goes back to his Pack. Will you feel comfortable staying here?" He said, I gulped and felt my body shrink, I didn't really think about that.

"I don't know." I whispered in defeat, and I honestly don't because my whole life is back at BloodLine; I am in fact the Alpha by my actual bloodline and I might be needed back home.

Especially if Celine goes back.

"Can you come to my Pack? You could become a warrior there." I said, turning my whole entire body around awkwardly to face him; his lips were in a thin line and his shoulders were slouched as he pondered over my words.

His dark hair laid messily over his head and was slightly tipping forward since his head was hanging to look at me.

"I don't think I can Marina, all my duties are here." He stated, his head going to the side and taking his hair with his movements, I sighed and shook my head, my hands going over his shoulders.

"Well, if you leave this Pack and come to mine, your duties will be there, they don't always have to be here." I said, an ounce of hope churned inside me as he gazed at me curiously; I rubbed his shoulders reassuringly.

"Also, I really just want to be there for Celine because if I'm not there, whose going to be there for her?" I whispered, my lips falling into a frown - he sighed in defeat and tightened his hold on my waist comfortingly, this time I sighed while the skin covered by a thin fabric burned from the feel of his large hands.

"Alright, if the King allows my leave, then we shall go. If not, then I will not disobey my King's orders, I owe him my life." He said seriously, my heart skipped a beat and my lips tugged up into a wide smile, my eyes widened as well and he chuckled.

"I love you so much!" I yelled out, he was about to say it back but I cupped his face and quickly covered his mouth with my own; showing him how thankful I am.

He smiled and his hold only tightened, sparks were shooting all around us and I felt so content; if only Celine could have this.

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CELINE'S POV

I can't be mad at them, its not their fault, right?

I'm a mother, a terrible one. It's my own fault.

My heart shattered once again and my body rocked back and forth silently, tears still carelessly pooled out of my eyes, and down to my neck which was still black from the blood, so were my hands.

I just wish this was another hallucination, that this wasn't happening. That I had Arsenio with me, that we were fine and that I live a calm life.

But not even the things we wish for are true because my wishes always end up being fantasies that not even the Goddess herself could bring me into.

I shook my head and felt myself wanting to scream while something stirred inside of me; my head was pounding but it was probably from the crying.

"Celine! Can I come in!" A voice similar to Dusk's called out and my ears perked up, I debated if I should give him permission to come in, but the sound of my heart tearing apart made the decision for me.

"No." I mumbled out weakly, my shoulders slouching and leaning against my knee's for support, I heard him sigh.

"Well, I'm going to come in anyway and grace you with my presence." He stated all too smugly making me groan inwardly, I really wasn't in the mood to see anyone right now.

I sighed when I heard the door creak open slowly, the creepy sound echoed in my ears making a shiver run down my spine.

Dusk made his presence known wherever he was, I could hear his steady footsteps and I could feel his powerful aura as he walked in; I almost stood up to apologize for saying 'no' but I held my ground and stayed in my little position.

"Celine, you need to relax, your crying won't get you anywhere." He said, I scoffed and used my bloody hands to wipe the tears that lingered on my cheeks; later snapping my head up to glare at him.

"Relax?! You want me to relax even though I just found out that my son was taken?!" I asked angrily, my throat ached from yelling and my voice showed how dry it was because of the hoarse pitch.

He shook his head and crossed his arms against his chest, his blonde hair laid flat against his head and his eyes gazed deeply into my own.

"The only reason I'm saying that is because acting like this will not get you anywhere, did you accomplish anything from all the crying that you did?" He replied softly, I licked my dry lips and averted my gaze sheepishly; the tears still trailed out of my eyes.

"I lost my son! I'm allowed to cry!" I yelled out and slammed my hands against the floor below me, my chest heaved up and down, while my heart paced erratically.

"You're right, you are allowed to cry but not for three hours when you could've done something. Celine, you need to understand that you have something inside of you, that nobody - including yourself - has control of. Your emotions are all over the place, I could even feel them, you need to relax and in order to do that while keeping yourself safe is to stop crying and try to think of something positive, because we will find your son." He explained calmly, the way he spoke was so strong and demanding, but his voice was soft and careful, not wanting to provoke any kind of emotion from me.

I sighed in defeat and laid my cheek against my left knee, my gaze on the side of the bed that I previously laid on, my heart felt swollen as I fought my emotions.

"It's hard." I whispered, my voice cracked and I choked up, the tip of my nose burned as well as my eyes but I shut them quickly to prevent the tears from falling. He sighed.

"Nothing will ever be hard unless you believe it." He said soothingly, I felt his presence beside me and my whole body tensed up; but for some odd reason I felt comforted.

"I believe that it's hard, o-only because that's the kind of life that I-I live." I replied sadly, my heart fell into my stomach and I even pitied myself.

He placed his hand on the knee that wasn't occupied by my head and my glossy eyes snapped open; oddly enough they locked with his.

"You are a strong girl Celine, nothing can ever be too hard for you. I know this, you know this, hell everyone knows this! You've been through so much, I could tell because of your character and personality and yet here you are, still standing - well you're on the ground but you're alive! You're breathing and that's proof enough of how strong you are." He explained proudly, my heart skipped a beat and my cheeks warmed up; he noticed and smiled smugly, I sighed and shook my head.

"Dusk, you're a great friend. But, you don't have to comfort me, yes I have been through a lot and like you said - probably everyone knows by now - but I don't need help. If I managed to go through everything that I did alone and I'm as strong as you say, then I don't need helpful words and comforting gestures. I'm fine on my own." I whispered, my eyes trying to tell him that yes I am thankful, but helping me won't get him anywhere, he growled making my eyes widen.

"Just accept the help Celine! Even the strongest people need help, you may be one of them but clearly you need all the help you can get and I'm willing to give it to you! So please stop pushing me away, stop pushing others away and allow us to break through your walls - that continue forming as I speak!" He yelled out in frustration, his hand moving from my knee to go into his hair and tug on it, I gasped and slowly backed away from him - I wasn't scared, just shocked at how he just spoke; maybe I provoked this behavior but I know I don't deserve to be scolded or yelled at.

I gulped and hugged both of my knee's closer to my chest, my back colliding with the wall behind me while Dusk just gazed at me.

"I have no walls and I do not need help, leave me alone." I bit out, my voice was weak and my words came out a bit harsher then expected, his eyes narrowed and he shrugged.

"I'm not sorry." He stated before angrily walking out of the room, and slamming the door loudly behind him, making me flinch and cower into the wall pitifully.

My shoulders shook a couple of times before tears easily slipped out of my eyes one by one - later pooling down my bloody neck once again.

I pressed my face into the middle of my knees and cried into them.

He's right, he even knows he's right and what am I doing now? Proving his point.

One guy tells me I'm weak and the other strong - and yet I only feel the way one guy has told many times.

I coughed roughly to clear my throat but it dried up quickly once again, I shook my head and sighed loudly into the ripped up white dress - which I only now remembered that I was still wearing.

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AXEL'S POV

Everyone could hear the fight that Dusk and Celine just had, nobody wanted to but we still heard it.

Yes Dusk is right but he went about the situation so carelessly - Celine is very soft and sensitive, she needs time to understand and cope, pushing her will make things worse.

I was fuming, my hands shook and my knee bounced up and down impatiently - my wolf wanted me to beat Dusk to a pulp for terrorizing my younger sister.

But I couldn't, he was right - no matter how much I hate the fact.

"What should we do,  Axel?" Fin asked me, he is my right hand - similar to a Beta - also my best friend - but I am not an Alpha until the title is passed to me. I sighed and ran a hand down my face quickly.

"I don't know! We just need to find my nephew!" I yelled out in annoyance, my fist colliding with my knee while my heart hammered against the covers of my skin, under my shirt.

Fin evidently gulped and bowed his head, I growled lowly and shook my head, anger clouding my vision as well as confusion.

"I think - I think Arsenio is on Collin ground." Fin suddenly said, my eyes widened crazily and I snapped my gaze to his - he stumbled back a bit.

"What?!" I spat out, rising from my seat, feeling the blood inside me boil all while anger took place inside of my whole body - Fin nodded slowly.

"Xavier Collin, he took Arsenio in the beginning remember? Then he took Celine, so obviously he must've taken him back for what she did - or what I heard she did from one of the warriors." He explained, my brows furrowed and suddenly it all made sense - I puffed out my chest and let out a loud, deep growl.

Shaking the whole room and my whole entire body before turning around and walking out of the office - leaving a dumbfounded and worried Fin behind.

My wolf took control - and Goddess knows what he will do.