So yay, new chapter time. I've still been feeling down, but here I am.

I hope the few readers I have left like it.

Updated: 05/24/2014

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She smirked when the trio walked in, but it didn't last – as the large group of wolves followed them, she actually had the decency to look nervous.

"How dare you betray your family!" she seethed at Erica, who just flipped her off. She hissed and Erica just flicked her hair, ignoring her. She yelled then, voice loud and echoing, "Attack them! Kill them all!"

They swarmed in, at least 30 vampires pummeling down on them. Ethan barked, launching himself and the rest of the wolves at the oncoming vampires. Grandma began to blast them out of her way, noticing how a select group stood guarded around Benny. Erica was kicking butt all around her, but they continued coming on – the more that went down, the more that seemed to come.

Anastasia moved next to Benny and tilted his head back, bearing his neck and extending her fangs. She caught first Grandma's eyes and then Ethan's.

"Ethan," Benny muttered weakly, making Ethan snarl and rip the vampire who was approaching him in half as he bounded towards Benny. She just laughed and began to lean towards him. He tried to struggle, but there was no use – she had him locked in.

Grandma clapped her hands, making the room darken and fog up. There were many cries as the vampires temporarily lost vision. Ethan launched himself at her, making her fall over. He was about to rip her head off when the lights came back.

Benny was slumped against his chair, eyes closed and head hanging to the side. Grandma was leaning against a wall, her face pale and eyes glazed. No one got near her now.

"Kill him! Kill him now! Don't bother changing him just kill the stupid boy! His blood isn't worth it! Kill him so this one will die!" Her cry was drowned out by Ethan biting down on her arm, ripping it off and tossing it to a far side of the room. She hissed in the pain but then began to laugh manically.

That's when Ethan smelt the blood. He turned slowly, seeing Benny, now free from his bounds, slumping to the ground. Above him was a vampire goon, a bloody knife in his hand. Ethan howled, making the wolves stop what they were doing and pounce on the goon, killing him instantly. Ethan turned and quickly ripped her head off, breaking it into a billion small pieces before he tore up her body.

With her dead, the vampires backed off.

Ethan moved towards Benny's slumped body, just staring at it. It was as if he was gone – the body was pale, the eyes gray now instead of green. He howled again before he rounded on the vampires, changing back into his human form.

"If any of you so much as cause any kind of trouble for me and my pack again or my family, I will kill you all. THIS IS YOUR FINAL WARNING! IF YOU ENJOY LIVING THIS PATHETIC FUCKING EXCUSE FOR A LIFE, THEN LEAVE US THE HELL ALONE! YOU DON'T FUCK WITH A WOLF'S MATE!" He howled again as he changed back, picking Benny's dead body up on his back. Once he was situated, he walked out, Erica helping a weakened Grandma out too, the large pack of wolves, all practically unharmed, left as well.

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Ethan dropped Benny's body onto the ground outside of his house before he changed back. He sat there, staring at the body of his love, his best friend, his mate.

"Why am I not dead?" Ethan whispered, just sitting there and staring at him. His eyes began to water as he bowed his head, hands gripping into the dirt. "I wish I was dead. I don't wanna live without you B. I need you."

"Ethan," Grandma whispered, falling down next to him. "That's not…me." Ethan jerked up then, his watery eyes watching as the old woman next to him changed; her white hair darkened and grew longer, her face growing younger and broader, her gray eyes turning green, her clothes shifting from a sweater to a striped shirt.

"B-Benny?"

"She switched us out during the fog," he whispered, staring at where his lifeless body had been sitting – now it was hers, lifeless, the wound on her neck closed up. "She… she sacrificed herself… for me," he whispered, feeling his eyes water too. "She's gone… My grandma… she just… she took my place so that I could live… So we both could live…" He began to cry then, Ethan pulling him into his arms. "She's gone."

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Her funeral was a few days later. She had set back the money, had picked out a coffin, and had even bought her own burial place. Benny stood there with Ethan, their arms around each other as they watched her be placed into the ground. The doctor had ruled it as a heart attack – as far as anyone knew, that is what had killed her. And now, Benny had to go to the reading of her will.

Benny was quiet as the Morgan's drove him to the Attorney's office.

"Mr. Benjamin Weir?" Benny only nodded, Ethan there next to him, his hand tight in his. "Your grandmother's will was quite precise. She left everything to you – the house and all its belongings as well as all her money. Also," he said, flipping through some papers, "It is stated here that until you are of legal age, the age being 18, you are to be in the care of a Mr. and Mrs. Ross Morgan. They have already signed and agreed that they would be your caretakers." Benny turned slowly to the two adults in the room, both who were smiling at him.

"You've always been a member of our family Benny. We'll take care of you." Benny smiled at them, the first smile he had given since he was captured.

"Thank you."

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Days later, Benny, with the help of Ethan, were cleaning out his Grandma's room. He had just knocked over a bottle, making it spill onto the floor. They watched as an image filled the air.

"Grandma?"

"Benny. Before you ask, no, I'm not a ghost. I left this message for you, knowing you'd clean my room and most likely knock this over. I made sure to leave it in a precarious position. Now, if you are seeing this, that means that I have passed. If this is so, I did it for you. I was actually dying. I was a lot older than I looked. I knew though, that those ruthless vampires would kill you, and if they succeeded, not only would you die, but so would Ethan. I didn't want both families grieving over the loss of their children. So, I have given up myself in some way to protect you all. I know you are grieving for me, but don't. I am in a better place now. I am within you – with me gone, my powers are into my living heir. You. Your magic will be stronger than ever. You and Ethan will need each other. But I will always live on in your hearts. I love you all. Please, don't mourn my death. Celebrate my life. I love you Benny."

"I love you Grandma," he whispered as her image faded. He picked up the decorative bottle, slipping it into his bag. He smiled at Ethan, who leaned over and kissed him.

"You okay?"

"…Yeah. I am."

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Well… Originally this was gonna be the end.
But I think I'm gonna do an epilogue at least.

Thank you to all my readers for sticking by for the short-lived part three of the Moon series.

-JustMe133