Lahat ng Kabanata ng A Sacred Place: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Emma’s P.O.VErik had been silent since Peter and Glen had taken him into the kitchen to speak privately. I was annoyed, no that was an understatement. All my life everyone had kept secrets from me, even Sera. Now, when I was the object of discussion it seemed almost worse. I sighed as I picked at the skin between my nails trying to understand why they would not want me in this conversation when Glen re-entered the lounge room.“Emma…”His voice trailed off as he ran a hand through his blonde hair.“I’m sorry that we haven’t been as open with you as you would like… but it's important okay?”His eyes were wide and pleading as if he hoped I would understand. I didn’t but I was done with this game, if they wanted to keep me in the dark so be it. I shrugged looking away from him out towards the window. Glen sighed, before changing the subject.“So, Peter will be taking you and E

Emma’s P.O.VI was in chains, again. My hands bound behind me this time making movement impossible, I had my face laying against the cold and hard dirt. Eyes closed, trying my best to seem asleep so my capture would leave me alone. I had thought my aunt Luci had been evil. She was nothing compared to these people. I had no clue how long I had been held here at this point, separated from Erik and Peter I could only guess what they had been through. I heard the unmistakable footsteps of the animal approaching me, like clockwork he would come around the same time. Part of me was thankful for his presence as it was the only contact I had, yet I knew if I moved or breathed the violence would be worse. He stopped just before my body, I heard him scoff in disgust as he dropped a metal bowl to the floor. Its loud clank causing me to recoil, he let out a gruff sound of approval before kicking me hard in the stomach. I coughed as he laughed.“Stupid leach. I wish Pau

 Sera’s P.O.VI sighed breathing heavily as I looked around my destroyed room, the hate and rage still itching to be realized. Paul’s pack had kidnapped Emma, my mother, and my father. All because the vampire Aamon needed my blood. I was yet again the cause of so much pain for my mother. It seemed I had been born for the sole purpose of torturing her. I stared at the broken glass that was once the French Glassdoor scattered on the floor, recoiling at the angry expression on my face. I didn’t even know who I was anymore. This whole time I had been here, being with Damon pretending everything was okay. Ignoring the fact I had not rescued Emma, that my parents had seemingly abandoned me. I wished I had been stronger, that I had protected Emma the way I should have. I failed her, I failed our mother and I was failing my father’s pack. Star had still not resurfaced, the pack members seemed to be kind but I couldn’t shake the sensation tha

Sera’s P.O.VI was surprised that I had been able to keep up with the pack in my human form, we were finally going to attack Paul. Finally, I would be able to rescue Emma and keep my promise to her and our mother.“Blood.”“Kill.”“Hunger.”The voices of those shadow serpents called out in my head again, seeming to awaken a fit of anger inside me I had long forgotten. Damon’s wolf Sam kept giving me uneasy glances as we ran, I knew he was worried. So much was happening with me that was questionable, and we still were unable to communicate telepathically. We should have been able to now I had marked him and yet, nothing. Herman had told me it might be due to Star not being able to communicate with me. I felt a wave of shame as I remembered fleeing him before. I wasn’t sure what had come over me, the sight of that needle… I just couldn’t let him drug me again. I knew he was trying to

Emma’s P.O.VI stood, staring blankly ahead a strange hollowness making it hard to concentrate on anything. Sera’s dried blood hung thick against my skin, I didn’t know what I hated more. The metallic taste or the fact that I liked it. A cold hand grasped my shoulder firmly as that sick voice whispered.“It’s time to go little princess”I felt my face contort to disgust as I attempted to shake off his hold, my eyes flickering between Sera’s slumped body and my mother's. He chuckled before pulling me away with him violently.“Now, now dear. It had to be done.”I refused to look at him, the man that was my grandfather didn’t exist. This thing that claimed to be him was sick, evil, and twisted. He chuckled as I clenched my fists thinking about how good it would feel to see his eyes drain of life as mothers had.“Now Emma, that’s no way to think about your elders. Besides, y