Luna POV

I woke up feeling much better, but still a little nauseous. I turned, facing Paul who was already wide awake and watching me curiously. "I'm glad your okay," he said quietly, kissing me lightly.

"Yes, we'll, let's hope it keeps up, we have bigger problems right now," i said sitting up. "Come on, i smell coffee."

Paul sat up, grabbing me around my stomach before i slipped off the bed. He pulled me to his chest roughly and let out an 'oompf' sound. "Paul?" i said in question and he leaned me over slightly, so that i was laying in his lap a little.

"Yes?" he retorted a crooked grin on his face.

"What are you doing?"

"Saying good morning to my girlfriend," he said grinning at me, he pressed his lips to mine again, a little more lightly, not deepening it, but also keeping it sensual and warm.

"Oh," i said, a little breathless.

He pulled away, holding me gaze with a sort of determined angry one, "i was serious about what i said last night."

"Oh, you mean about loving me? It's okay, believe me, i know," i said giving him an innocent look.

"I meant what you said about your suicide missions. If you even think about going anywhere that dangerous without me again, i will hunt you down and chain you to me. With the scare you gave everyone, i doubt they would disapprove," he said with what reminded me of an alpha look in his eyes. Total control and utter absolution that he could follow and through and succeed, at whatever cost.

Isabel had said Toby used to get that look when it came to her. She also said it was a turn on, experiencing that first hand i couldn't help but agree. I stared at him a little, his eyes setting me on fire and i cleared my throat. "Okay Paul," was all i could say.

"Good," he said, letting me sit up and i felt a little jello legged, but i didn't think he noticed. With that look he could probably convince me of anything and everything, and that was not something easily done. No way i would ever tell him what that look did to me.

We went downstairs, and everyone greeted me or made comments about me still being alive. "Guys, come on, this is a little insulting, i've taken worse hits then silver dagger," I said snorting and rolling my eyes as i sipped on the coffee.

"You weren't breathing, you had no heart beat, you were icy cold and you didn't move for over twelve hours," Isabel objected in disbelief. "You should've died, any of us would have."

"Really? Damn, i guess i just get more and more awesome everyday," a few of them rolled their eyes and i dropped the Hidden i'd gotten the spell from. "I can read the book."

"Seriously?" i nodded, "How?"

I flipped open the cover, eventually finding the page with the glamour spell we had planned to use. "I dont know, it just opened up the other night and the spell appeared. Like spellwork."

"Someone hexed it for you?" Gwen asked uneasily.

"Or cursed it, so that only certain creatures could read it, perhaps to keep the Council from being able to translate the texts," Cole said, leaning forward intrigued, "have you read anything else?"

"Either way, i dont like it, Darkling's dont imprint. Not a single werewolf in this world should've survived that silverblood dagger. You shouldn't be able to do things no werewolf has ever done. I've never even heard of anything that you've done, except some of the abilities other creatures have, not privvy to werewolves," our encyclopedia of weird, Adam, said. "Your pack was cured Luna, you nor Bella should be able to do the things your doing. Everyone else is quite human, without an ounce of change. Your something i've never heard of and we dont even have a name for it."

He took a deep, uneccessary breath and then sat back with a huff of air. "You done?" i asked, quirking an eyebrow at him. He nodded, "i think it's safe to say we all share that feeling. But until we know what's really going on, we can't turn our backs on the advantages we have."

"What do we do now, we have the Hidden and whatever these books are," Isabel said, "i can't really make out the letters, but it's like they shake when i look at them."

"Maybe you'll be able to read them soon," i said, taking a top one. It was in the same language as the Hidden were, but after a moment of concentration and will the letters began to form words.

"This is an encylopedia," i said in surprise. "A very detailed one."

"Of what exactly?" Nate asked, everything waiting for my conclusion.

"Creatures, every creature, some i've never heard of before," i said frowning. I kept seeing references, i grabbed an equally thick book, and stared at the cover. "This one is mythology, legends, and both false and true prophecies, all of them related to the creatures in this book. From their origin, their histories, wars, all kinds of things."

We all looked at the last one, suddenly dreading it, and very quietly Isabel said, "and this one?"

I took it, sliding the other two up and then pulled it in front of me. The cover transferred into something resembling Dark Guardians. I flipped open the page, seeing names, and even pictures, most of them sketches of warriors, beautiful and lethal looking. "This is of two species specifically, called Dark Guardians and the Mothers of Creation, its hard to make out, the language is so weird. Like it's Aramaic, Sumerian and Greek or something."

"Can you read what they were?" Paul asked, noting my uneasiness.

I flipped through a few of the pages, one had a picture of the eyes, the eyes Bella and i had, and everyone sat back, each of us all coming to the same conclusion at once. Bella and i were something like the deadly creatures in this book. A book of monsters we'd never even heard of, let alone deamt of. I licked my lips, swallowing thickly.

Everyone waited anxiously and then as i continued to flip through the pages i completely froze as it all started to click in. I felt my body fall backwards into the chair, staring blankly. "What is it?" Bell asked fearfully, taking the book and trying to understand what had scared me.

"It's, it says, that," i lost my breath for a moment, then stood abruptly and bolted from the room. I couldn't make the words form.

It was insane, that book was pure insanity. The creatures it described, the creautes created by a species called Mothers and there Guardians. Creatures with abilities only a God should have. What all of it meant. It was all pointing at one thing. War. And that terrified me, war was hard enough in our world. Death was rare, until an apocalyptic war came along, then everyone was dying left and right.

It was why Noah had created his ark forever go, for a good reason too, and if what that book said was true, the entire world was in jeapordy, the Noah's Ark kind. We wouldn't a survive a war that big, not alone, not this weak. I need to get away, to think, to try and step out of my emotions. But i couldn't

I was terrified.

Isabel POV

We all watched as Luna lost her breath, standing, and knocking over the chair and then just running from the room in fear. We all stared and i jumped in surprise as the back door slammed shut. I felt a ripple in the air, knowing she had shifted and was long gone.

"Um," Paul said, clearly as taken aback as the rest of us.

I frowned, forehead creasing and i pulled the books towards me. I stared at the pages she'd been flipping through, and tried to make sense of it all. "Can you read any of it?" Adam asked warily.

Everyone wore similar expressions of fear, and i wouldn't be surprised if i had the same one. For something to scare Luna that much, would terrify the rest of us. She wasn't easy to scare, not an incoherent for the hills level. I'd never seen her so afraid.

"I dont understand much of it," i said honestly, and then leaned in a little more. The letters shook, jumping around and almost reforming from one language to another. It was happening so quickly i couldn't really keep up with it. "I think this says something about the First Born War, a Mother's and her Guardian Creator," i frowned and then squinted, pushing for more power, "no, Mothers of Creation and their Guardians. Then something about the Final War, er, i mean, the War of Absolution."

"Is it a prophecy or just a legend, does it say?" Brandon urged, uneasy.

I frowned, watching the letters go back normal and sighed. I closed the book and then sat back heavily. My head was pounding painfully and i was exhausted. Reading that had really taken a lot of energy out of me. "No, i can't read anymore."

"What's a Mother of Creation?" Gwen asked confused.

We all shared looks, i've never heard of it, we all looked at Adam who held up his arms, "i'm drawing a blank too."

"Well Luna knows something, whatever it is scared the hell out of her," i said standing up. We all needed answers.

"I'll go see if i can find her, in the mean, can you cook? I'm freaking hungry," Paul said, standing and giving me a sheepish grin. He seemed as worried, only more worried about Luna then anything.

"Yeah, no problem," i said, going to the fridge. When i glanced back at the table, everyone had resumed the search for the rest of our pack. They were trying to track their patterns. It looked like it may be turning out well.

But that's how it usually goes right? One minute everything it going well and looking up, and then everything comes crashing down around you so fast you barely have enough time to save yourself.