Madi's POV

I wake up to a blinding light, and I have to squint to make out anything else. My arms were tied together behind the bed I was laying on in a very uncomfortable position. My feet were strapped to the ends of the bed. It kind of reminded me of one of those experimental tables that evil scientist used to-

Oh.

Suddenly the door opens, and the two rouges who tried to capture me step in, Mark behind them. "Well well well, what have we here? A whore of a daughter with a bastard child in the making?" At that moment, my baby kicked and a cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

"You can have me! You can do anything you want to me, just please let me deliver my baby first!" I cry out, tears streaming down my face.

"Oh don't worry, I'll do whatever the fuck I please with you, but I've been waiting for the birth of your bastard fucking child since it became a fucking embryo." Mark says, an evil grin on his face. "I see that you've discovered your powers and how to use them. You seem very well informed too."

"Yeah I've picked up a few things that daddy dearest wouldn't tell me." I snap. I wanted to say more about how he wouldn't touch my child, but I knew that would just anger him more. He comes over to me with another container of green liquid, but this time, It was in a needle.

"So here's how tonight is gonna go. I'm gonna inject a serum in you that will force your baby's birth. I will then proceed to take you and your child with me out of this country and force you to have more children with the special werewolf gene."

"First of all, how do you know for sure that my children will have the werewolf gene?" I demand, crossing my arms mentally. I could feel the effects of the prior drug wearing off, and I needed to stall Mark so I can mind link him all this information.

"Because my dear. You're the first ever female werewolf to have this gene in centuries, and every time they do, every child they produce has the same gene, well, that's what was recorded in the books. In other words; I can use you to create the most powerful army in the world."

"Why are you doing this!" I cry. I've never done anything to this man for him to hate me so much.

"Because! When your mother left, I was heartbroken, but then I realized that when she left, she had left behind the most important thing she ever had; You. So after she was gone, I vowed to use your powers to create an army to find your mother, and so we can overthrow the werewolf kingdom! She and I will rule over the entire Fay realm, and she will rule by my side. With me, her one true mate!" His voice wavered at the last words. How would my mom rule by his side when she left so many years ago?

"If she loved you or me, then why did she leave!" I ask, my own voice wavering just a bit. "Riddle me that." I say, smirking.

He says, laughing evilly. "I know your stalling me to talk to your mate Madi, you are my daughter after all"

"You'll never get away with this! Blake will kill you when he finds you!" I scream as he injects the serum into my arm, thrashing round and trying to make it hard. He orders the two rogues to hold me down, when suddenly I completely freeze.

"What's happening! What did you do to me!" I shriek, trying to move, but unable to.

He grins. "It's working." I felt paralyzed from the neck down, only able to move my eyes and mouth. Suddenly a sharp pain in my stomach causes me to scream out in pure agony. I scream and scream, thrashing about on the table. Suddenly the world goes dark, and the pain ends.

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When I wake up next, another light blinds my eyesight, but this time, it's all around me.

Am I dead?

"No, your not dead honey." A sweet voice answers my silent question. I find myself able to sit up, so I do, curious to put a face to that familiar voice. I find myself looking at a similar version of myself, brown hair and blue eyes.

Mom?

"Yes sweetheart, it's mom. Come give me a hug." The woman says, answering my thoughts again. I waver, not daring to move in fear I might ruin this perfect dream. "Your not dreaming Madi. Well, kind of, but this," she says, waving her hand in front of herself and all around. "Is real."

"M-mom?!" I scream, getting up and running to her. I wrap my arms around easily, and I look down to find my stomach shrunk back down to its original flat form. "My baby!" I cry, holding my empty stomach, trying to will my annoying large bump back to it's pregnant state.

"My dear, your child is still here, but I have just imagined you the way I saw you last." She holds up a mirror which seemed to come from nowhere, and my nine year old self stares back at me. Short brown hair and blue eyes full of life.

Suddenly I remember the years she wasn't there. All the years she left me with my abuser of a father. The years she chose to miss. I jump off her like she was on fire.

"Why did you leave us!" I cry, tears staining my eyes, I hit her with my fist, but the sadness inside me overpowered the anger and my attempts at punching her turned into weak nudges.

"Sweetheart, I never left. I was killed!" She shouts over my sobs, quieting me.

"Wha-at?" I stutter, my arms dropping to my sides. "What do you mean you were killed?" I asked, shock evident on my face.

"Your father hired the rogues to attack us the one day at the lake, my birthday. They failed, so he decided to kill us himself until we found out what your mark meant and what it could do. He wanted to use you to build an army, becoming the most powerful werewolf in the world. I guess being the best pack wasn't enough." She says sadly , shaking her head. "I tried to stop him, but in blind rage, he half shifted and clawed me to death. That's what happens to people who become sick with power."

"What? That's impossible! Mates aren't capable of killing their other half. It would kill them!" I say quietly, still surprised by this whole thing.

"I know. His wolf has died inside him, which is why he left his pack." She explains, not making it anymore clearer. "Only recently has he been able to tap back into his other side."

"But if your dead, then how are you talking to me right now? And why did Mark say you were gonna rule beside him when he takes over the Royal court?" I ask, questions among questions pouring into my head.

"Well, it's a long story, but somewhere down our line of family history, we are part witch. It also has a part to play with your powers. My soul revived itself, and I've been living in the shadows ever since. Your father knows I'm alive from our mate bond, and he plans to find me and make me become his again. I will never let that happen." She says firmly.

"But, if you were alive, then why didn't you come back." I cry again, wiping my tears from my face.

"Because if your father had me, he would begin to put his plan in action, and I couldn't do that to you. Especially so young. It would tear me apart."

"But how did you do this? And how did your soul heal itself? And-" I start to ask more questions, but the perfectly bright sky darkened, and the ground shook.

"Sweetheart, i'll be with you soon, but you need to go back to the real world and face your father. He's killing you both." She says worriedly, referring to me and my baby. My baby. I nod, focusing on breaking through this quiet world.

Just as my vision began to grow dark, my mother whispered in my ear. "I'll see you soon my love." And then I was out.

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