I lay back against Isaac who kissed my head. We sat on a picnic blanket on our favorite hill that overlooks Beacon Hills. Dawn was just breaking over the sleepy little town. We had been here since two in the morning, just enjoying the night and each other's company. The small radio played a soft tune and no words were spoken between Isaac and me. We finally had some time to ourselves. It was finally all over.

Danny and Ethan were back at the penthouse asleep and Aiden had stayed over Lydia's. Isaac had decided that we needed some nature time. So at two a.m. we packed our picnic box and came up here to hang out. Of course it was seriously cold at two a.m. so I decided to take advantage of the sweater weather. Isaac twisted his fingers in my silky black hair. I titled my head back to look up at him and he smiled, giving me a peck on the lips.

I sighed and stared out at the skyline, "What do we do now?"

He shrugged, "I don't know wait for another imminent threat that can potentially kill us all," he replied and I busted out laughing.

"Yes that does seem to be the only thing we do nowadays," I grinned up at him. He grinned back, chuckling a bit to himself.

"Should we get back?" Isaac asked, "I mean Ethan did want to start packing Deucalion and Kali's stuff up today..."

I whined and squirmed in his arms, turning to straddle his hips. I sexily crawled up on his chest and lay down again. "They can wait," I mumbled, breathing in his cinnamon scent.

He rolled his eyes with a smile. "I'm sure Ethan will be so pleased," He joked. He and Ethan had grown really close lately. Aiden could take it or leave it but he and Ethan recognize a common goal and they've decided to achieve it together; to protect me. Not that I need protecting. Deaton is teaching me the extent of my powers both as the White Queen and as a Ghost. He says I'm a quick learner. I told him I get it from my uncle and that seemed to set him back a bit. He tried to fake a smile but I could see that my statement had creased worry in his brow. I'm not sure why.

"Wanna go for a run?" I smiled, my wolf howling inside me, causing my canines to stand out more. He smirked too, signaling a yes. My eyes flashed red and I threw my head back, popping my shoulders forward. My bones shifted and popped, cracking every now and then until finally my hair grew out and I became my beautiful white wolf.

Isaac snuffed me and I snuffed back. Being linked together by the Triskelion had its advantages. Both he and Ethan could turn into wolves. Your coat matches your personality. Mine being white because I am a Ghost and the White Queen. Isaac is a simple grey wolf because he is quiet and watchful. Ethan has a gleaming bright golden coat because he is a warrior. Plus he thinks he's all that and a box of chocolates sometimes.

Isaac yipped to me and I nudged him, telling him to lead. He tilted his head at me as if asking where to go. I snuffed up at the sky my lips forming a wolfy smile. The sky's the limit. He yipped again like a puppy and I barked. We set off, our ruby and golden eyes illuminating what little darkness there was left.

This was always the best part. The running. The freedom you feel when the wind blows through your coat. The fresh, crisp air that makes its way into your lungs. It makes me feel... alive. It makes me feel young, free, and alive. Like I'm invincible to the world. Like it's just me, Isaac, and the forest around us. And that's how I like it.

As I taped yet another box, I groaned in frustration plopping backwards on my butt. Isaac chuckled, "What are you doing?"

"Drowning," I replied simply, "I'm drowning in the sheer amount of shit my father had." Isaac laughed at this coming over and sitting behind me, pulling me into his lap.

"He must've come back though," Ethan pointed out stacking a box on top of the one I taped, "A lot of it's gone."

Well still. So much shit and not enough people to pack it." Isaac, Ethan, Aiden and I had decided to keep the penthouse to live in, seeing as we all plan on staying in Beacon Hill's.

"Hey, Eth? Where do you want the box of books?" Danny called.

"Um, in the living room, babe."

I giggled and Ethan looked at me funny, "You guys are so cute!" Ethan rolled his eyes, walking out of the office.

Isaac pushed himself off the ground and holding out his hand to me. I took it and he pulled me to my feet with ease. I swayed on my feet and had to hold my head as a dizzy spell swept over me. "Are you okay?" Isaac became panicked.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Just a little dizzy is all..." I replied letting him hold me up for a second.

"You're probably dehydrated," he grumbled dragging me towards the kitchen. I saw Danny and Ethan kiss quickly before Ethan went to bring another box to our stack.

"Thank you so much for helping Danny. You didn't have to," I thanked him as Isaac placed a water bottle in front of me.

"It's not a big deal. I had nothing better to do with my day," he chuckled.

"Unless we were all alone…" Ethan teased and Danny blushed. Ethan slid his arm around Danny's waist and kissed his cheek. It was a picture perfect moment.

Isaac nudged me and I rolled my eyes, gulping down some water. Danny pushed away Ethan who was nipping his neck and turned to me. "Oh, Luna. I found a box of letters and stuff. I didn't know what you wanted me to do with them."

"Okay, I'll look at them real quick," I smiled at him and he motioned to living room.
"They're on the coffee table," he finished his sentence in a moan as Ethan found his sweet spot. I giggled at Danny's expression. He looked like someone had pulled down his pants.

Isaac slid his hand into mine and we walked into the living room. I sat down and Isaac retrieved the box. Most of the letters were bills and other things of that nature. In the mixture of those was section of papyrus type envelopes that had Deucalion written in a fancy cursive on the back. Out of curiosity, I opened one up. The same beautiful scripture was strewn across the page. I read it to myself.

Dear brother,

I'm afraid he's moved us again. He never tells me where anymore. I think he suspects I'm in contact with you, but he suspects so many things nowadays I can't quite tell if he's ever in his right mind.

The kids are fine. For now at least. He hit my son the day before last. I scolded him for it and put it simply, we had a bit of a 'dog fight.'

Of course, you're witty little sister beat his ass. Or at least I would've had his beta not intervened. You know how I hate unfair play.

Your daughter becomes your clone more and more every day. My niece has quite the quick wit and sharp tongue. It gets her into trouble quite often, but not to worry, I always defend her.

Sometimes I wish my message could reach you sooner, that way the four of us can be freed from our hell. The older he gets the more he looks like his father. I'm deathly afraid of the day Damien finds out the truth.

Oh, my dear brother, life is so dreary without you. I realized I made a mistake, but he was my mate. You understand how hard it is to find your mate. You also know that you cannot choose who you love, the universe chooses for you. He was good to me. I really loved him brother. I feel my life, or what's left of it, slowly slipping away from me. I miss him with all my heart. My son is the only thing that keeps me alive now, and he's the only thing I have left if him aside from the locket. It's morose, I know, but I do hope he's still alive. I haven't heard much about him lately which means he can't be doing anything too bad. I guess that's a good thing.

These letters keep me sane, brother. I'm not quite sure how much longer I can put up this front. I will always try though. For my niece and my son. That's what you want, isn't it?

I wish you the best of luck in your journeys and pray you find us soon.

With love always,
Anastasiya

The paper fell from my hands and I let out a small gasp. Isaac mirrored my expression, having read over my shoulder. "Oh my god," I murmured in shock, "She knew everything. She had been writing to him!"

Isaac leant his elbows on his knees, "That's…" He couldn't even finish. I went back through the box, noticing it was organized by date. I found the very last papyrus scroll and pulled it out, ripping open the resealed envelope. The script was scribbled as if rushed and red blotches dotted the page.

My brother dearest, I'm afraid this may be my last letter to you. The day has come. The truth has been revealed. Damien knows your nephew is not his. Aluna stood up to him. She continues to protect him, just as you predicted. The bond of kin will forever stand. Damien has ordered my execution which Sloan is all too pleased to carry out. I just hope he doesn't force Aluna to watch.

I'm so sorry brother. I should've listened to you. Please find our children and protect them. Your daughter needs you and if it's possible to return my son to his father, it would make me so happy, wherever I may be. I believe he is still in Beacon Hills, but you probably already knew that. I love you Duke, please take care of our children

I squeezed my eyes closed but a tear slipped down my cheek. By the mark of how the pen ripped across her last word I could tell she has been dragged away. That and the paper bore marks of being dragged across stones. I sniffled, opening my eyes. Isaac gently pried the paper from my hand, flipping it over and running his finger and black marks on the back.

"She was dragged," I said, putting my finger over one of the red blotches. I brought my finger to my lips, instantly regretting it when my stomach lurched. "It's her blood," I choked tears running over my cheeks.

Isaac hugged me as I sobbed, "Oh, Luna…"

"He had these! All this time, he knew! And he never told me!" I cried. Isaac shushed me and pulled me into his lap. I gripped his shirt, burying my face in it as he rocked me. Ethan walked in and surprised yet concerned look crossed his face. Before he had a chance to speak Isaac's gaze flickered to the letter. Ethan picked it up and read it. He didn't say a word; just sat next to me on the couch and hugged me as well. "He knew, Eth. She told him!" I sobbed. He kissed my shoulder. We all sat in that position for at least an hour. I wondered when Danny had left.

Once I'd calmed down and stop sobbing, Ethan cleared coffee table and laid out the two letters. "Is anyone else confused?" He asked.

"I am," Isaac answered, "Who is Anastasiya?"

"My aunt," I answered, "She basically raised me for a good part of my life."

"What I was wondering is who the boy she keeps talking about is?" Ethan pondered.

I looked back over the letters, "Well her only son is my cousin, Ian, but… She mentioned that he's not Damien's…"

"It said he looked more like his father… Maybe she had an affair and Ian is someone else's," Ethan suggested.

"But who's?" I asked.

Isaac picked up the second letter, picking out one line, "Her mate I'm guessing?" Isaac looked over the first letter.

Ethan took the second letter from Isaac, "It says her mate is or was in Beacon Hills; who could that be?"

I shook my head, "I don't know," I said. I tried to think back on my aunt, where I may have seen her face in town. Nothing came to me.

Isaac dug through the box a bit more, finding a notepad that my father had written on. One of his Triskele's had been drawn. My name was written above the top one, Ethan's was written on the right and Isaac's name was written on the right. I remembered Deaton's tale. In the Triskelion were the Queen, Warrior and Mate. I know who all those people are now. My father's script was similar to my aunt's neat and precise. She made a lot more swirls than him though. Isaac flipped it over. I took it from him studying the list of people. "He had it all figured out..." I scoffed in shock.

"Whoa..." Isaac breathed and Ethan looked at it too.

His jaw dropped, "He knew..."

I snorted, "What doesn't he know?"

White Queen: Aluna
Warriors: Ethan & Aiden
Mate: Isaac
Savior: Derek?
Fighter: ?
Adversary: ?

"So he doesn't know who the fighter and adversary are?" Isaac concluded.
"Apparently not," I grumbled, "Which sucks because I would quite like to know who my damn enemy is."

"Bingo," Ethan checked his watch, "Look, we'll figure this out later. We better leave now if you want to see Derek off." I nodded and Isaac pulled me up.

We walked out the door and I grabbed my keys, "Do you want to ride with us, Ethan?" I asked him but he shook his head.

"Nah, I'm good on my bike," he winked at me. I smiled and rolled my eyes. The elevator dinged as we reach the garage level. I walked over to my parking space which was right next to Ethan and Aiden's. I licked my lip and ran my hand over the hood of my beautiful '68 dark red Shelby Mustang. It was my inheritance from my father. I unlocked the door and Isaac slipped into the passenger side.

I started the engine and let it purr for a minute before putting the car in gear with the stick shift. Thank God I knew how to drive a standard. I followed Ethan to Derek's place where he and Cora were loading up their bags. We parked and got out. Derek looked at me for a moment and I bit my lip. I ran into his arms and he bear hugged me. "Why are you leaving?" I sniffled.

Derek pulled back a bit so I could look at him, "You know why. We've already had this conversation, Luna."

"I know," I sniffled, "but I'm still going to miss you."

"I know," he sighed, hugging me again, "but you have people who care about you. Isaac, Ethan, Aiden, even Peter."

"He's staying?" Derek nodded to me and I buried my face in his neck again. Derek squeezed me before letting go and nodding to Isaac.

Isaac came up and hugged Derek as well, "See you on the other side, bud," Derek clapped him on the shoulder. Isaac nodded, biting back tears. He stepped back and wrapped his arms around my shoulders.

Cora hugged me and kissed my cheek, "See ya, sis," she winked at me and I smiled at her, letting her fingers slip from mine. We waved them off as they drove away. I leaned back against Isaac again and he kissed my head.

"Let's go home," Isaac said and I nodded. We got back in the car and Ethan told me he was going into town to get something. I replayed the memory of Derek driving away and something clicked in my head; a memory, long forgotten. Or rather, suppressed yet it still left me shocked.

"What are you doing?" I asked my brother. He grabbed my forearm and pulled me close to him on the ground in front of the window. He pulled back the drapes in the slightest, peeking out the window to see a pretty black sports car pull into the driveway. "Who's that?" I asked Derek.

He shook his head, "I don't know. Must be one of mom's friends. I mean damn, look at that Bugatti," he murmured in awe. I rolled my eyes; Boys and their toys.

Suddenly, we both gasped as uncle Peter stepped out of the car with a short, skinny girl. "She's so pretty…" I marveled. She was gorgeous. She had long silky black hair and bright blue eyes. She held her head high much like mom did. Her pale face held so much wisdom.

"Woof," Derek drooled. I kicked him, "Ow! What was that for?" He hissed.

"Don't be rude," I scolded.

He rolled his eyes, "God you sound like mom."

"Thank you," I smiled gleefully.

"Yeah, wasn't a compliment," he muttered, standing up.

I followed, "What's that supposed to mean?" He stood frozen in his spot with his jaw slightly ajar. "What? Hello, earth to Derek?" He turned me around and I was slightly shocked too. The girl was linking arms with Uncle Peter, shaking my mother's hand and introducing herself. She looked even more beautiful up close. Almost like a goddess. "Whoa," I whispered.

"She's an alpha…" Derek mumbled almost inaudibly. My brow furrowed and I was about to ask what an Alpha wanted with Uncle Peter when mom spotted us and motioned for us to come closer.

"Luna, Derek, this is your uncle's girlfriend. This is my son Derek and my daughter Luna," Mom introduced us to the strange woman.

As always when I met new people, my severe shyness caused me to hide behind Derek, only allowing part of my face to be seen. "Hi kids," the lady had a light accent. It almost sounded like a cross between Russian and British. Her teeth were perfectly straight and a pearly white color. She had a bright smile that infected everyone around her. "I'm Anastasiya, but please, call me Ana." She shook Derek's hand and peeked around his waist to smile at me. I slightly smiled back. Derek looked from his mother to his uncle.

Uncle Peter pulled the woman closer to him before pressing his lips to hers, "My beautiful mate…"

Incredibly crappy chapter and I'm sorry if they're any mistakes I did all of this on my phone. I made it long so it kind of makes up for the incredibly long, inexcusable wait and I am so sorry for that! School overwhelmed me along with getting two new horses to train. Life has been crazy! I hope you enjoyed it none the less :) So wow, lot of crazy information in this chapter. I'm really happy that some of you got my hint and figured out who the adversary is but no one has yet to figure out who the fighter is. Good luck! It might be a little more obvious in this chapter. Just a few quick questions... What do you think about Anastasiya and Deucalion's contact? Did it seem kind of one sided to you? Also what about Luna's little flashback? What does this mean for the future? Also, did anyone read a little more into Luna's mysterious dizzy spell? As always comment your thoughts and opinions :)