Alissa POV

"What us going on here?!" The raven haired king bellows musically. Is that possible?

"Well, I had no idea that there where Cold Ones here in Italy, nor that Cold Ones have laws. So I was a but shocked and am punishing the Pack." I say calmly and pick at my nails.

"Pack? Werewolves!?" The blonde one seethes. I hiss at him.

"Don't you dare speak of them that way you stupid blood sucker! They are shifters!" I say, glaring. He glares back. Oh I'd love to kill you insolent Cold One.

"Shifters?" The Raven one asks. The brown haired one never talks. Weird. I wonder why. Perhaps a little practice at my second power, I have two. See, I was bitten by a vampire once, and then he sucked the venom out. So my gifts developed. I can see a persons past. I concentrate.

"Marcus! I love you too! Yes!" A woman screams. She's human, he's vampire. They kiss, love oozing from them. He places a ring on her. They kiss again, more passionately.

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"I do." She whispers, at the altar. He strokes her cheek.

"I do." He whispers. They kiss, sealing the marriage.

"Ahhhh! Marcus! I'm dying...i love you..." She whispers, lying in a field. He crouches over her, tears in his eyes.

"Didyme...stay with me..I love you...stay with me..." He whispers.

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"Oh that's horrible! She was your imprintee!" I cry out when the flashback ended, tears pouring down my face.

"What?" The Raven one asks. I continue to cry.

"It's like Romeo and Juliet except Juliet didn't kill herself, she was killed! That's horrible for the imprinter! Most of them kill themselves!" I say. Marcus, turns.

"How?" He croaks. I shake my head and dry my tears.

"Didyme, your imprintee-"

"What's that?" Blonde girl asks.

"I think you call it mates, except it's different. It's the male that does it. No choice in it, but when the male sees her, it's like...gravity changes. She holds you to the earth, nothing else. She's your everything. No. After the age. It's impossible to reject your imprinter or imprintee." I explain. She nods.

"Are you a shifter?" The blonde male asks. I laugh.

"NONONO! Gross." I shudder. No female wolves. Except Leah.

"Do you have gifts?" The a raven one asks. I narrow my eyes.

"Why do you ask?" He suddenly is in front if me and grabs my hand. His eyes close.

"I can't read you...I can read minds with a touch." He says and let goes, disappointed. I gasp.

"No, you wouldn't want that. I have two gifts, I control the elements and can see ones past, or at Keats most vivid memories. It would kill you. And I'm not allowed to kill you. Orders from the Alpha." I say. He would spontaneously combust, my gift would melt his brain. And his head would explode. He cocks his head.

"It appears my dear, we've found you your mate..." My vision swims and I'm out before I hit the floor.