For Scott

DIANA POV

I took a quick warm shower and wore Reina's clothes lent by Sebastian. Her clothes were a bit tight, but it still works for me. For quite a while, I've been all around places borrowing clothes, eating food other people prepared for me, and taking on a journey risking my life with a lot of troubles.. all for the man I love who easily replaced me for another woman.

Seeing Damon at my place, I instantly felt at ease. He saved my life once, so who wouldn't smile at a person who placed your life first before his? Thinking that the danger from my dream have dissolved and wouldn't have to come to reality, I welcomed him openly without wondering how did he get in. All along, I was expecting a fanged creature who'd jump on me as soon as I open the door.

I was wrong.

Unexpectedly, the ones who'd hurt you would be the ones you least expect. With my eyes bound and hands tied, Damon forcefully took me in a place where we had to ride a boat. I could smell fresh water and feel the cool breeze as we sail across a body of water. As we landed, he had me carried to a place that smelled somewhat woodsy and citrusy.

After walking not too far from the waters, I felt the descent and heard footsteps echoing as we head downstairs to a confined space. In a while, I was placed on a soft bed as they shackled my wrists on both sides of the bed. Damon removed the cloth on my eyes, and without any word he started collecting my blood.

One bag of blood a day.

The room looked like a refurbished lab, all white and quiet. And for days and nights, I was shackled on the steel bed waiting for someone to take me out of my misery. Each time I needed help, someone would come to change my clothes, wash me, make me pee, and even feed me. In the most recent mornings, they cleaned up after my vomit and even gave what I crave. A little heaven in a place I call hell.

It just went on and on until I prayed for the day it would stop. I was a prisoner of a person whom I once thought was a friend. Helpless and weak. And everytime Damon comes, he'll just collect my blood swiftly and silently. I asked him a million times why he's doing what he's doing, I never got an answer. I tried to explain the moonflower concoction he could use to save his brother, however he just tore the paper my dad gave me into bits and pieces. He never said a word. He was just physically there, taking what he wants. Then one day, for the first time ever since Damon kept me captive, he spoke only two words..

For Scott.

The day that Priscilla peeked in my room, I thought she's the answer to my prayers. I cried for help as she rush to me trying to remove the shackles. A few minutes later, a wolf with blood drooling all over its mouth came in. It was Damon in his wolf form. Priscilla plead to her son who seemed like not interested to hear a word from anyone. She grabbed Damon's fur before he charged Priscilla away from me as she violently hit her head on the wall knocking her out unconscious. I offered help, but Damon refused. He just watched his own mother succumbed to death when she had a chance to live through me. Funny, how he even poked holes on her neck to fabricate her death like she died from a vampire attack.

What a very dangerous man.

In one of Damon's many visits, he showed photos of Scott with a new woman. They seemed close and intimate in some shots. I didn't believed at first. I never assumed anything from the pictures which was speaking a thousand of misleading interpretations, thinking Damon was just crushing my spirits. But when I saw Scott today with the woman clinging onto his arm, I knew.

Now that I'm free, I'm not sure who to trust anymore and what I feel about Scott. How could he close a chapter of our lives when I was still holding on? My nights filled with dreams of him happily running free was my only hope to fight and stay alive. Sadly, the imprint wasn't enough to keep him faithful.

I chose to stay with Sebastian for a bit to keep him company for the death of his mother. And perhaps, tell him how to save Scott too without compromising my life. Yes, I still think of him even if he have moved on with a different woman. My heart aches for my overflowing love for him, but in my head, I wonder what's the point of fighting my love for the man who have chosen a new woman.

"I'm sorry about your mother", I told Sebastian who was waiting for me on the bed in his room.

He stood and faced me as he carried a weary heart. "Did you see her.. die?", he asked. I know it's the first thing he'll ask.

I stared back at him, then I embraced him as tight as I could. Hearing his soft sobs made my heart hurt even more. "Yes", I answered.

"Was it quick? Did she feel pain?", his voice cracked as he cried his eyes for the only woman he'll ever love. "Was it Damon?", he asked as he look at me with so many questions.

Sebastian seemed to have found the answered in my eyes. He immediately wiped his tears when we heard a knock on the door. "The door is open", he said as he collected himself.

"Someone started a fire in the lab. Scott thought you should know", a man breathlessly said as he hurriedly went out.

"Will you be alright here?", Sebastian asked as he tap my shoulder.

"Yes, go on Seb. I'll be just right here", I said with a smile.

Sebastian walked out of the room and before he closed the door, he looked back at me and said, "I never blamed you for the lycan's appearance, nor want you dead like the others. I want you to know, that I'll always be your friend.. so don't keep me in the dark why a nagua got your back each time".

"Thank you, Seb. We'll talk about it when you get back", I said as he shut the door gently.

Suddenly, I felt dizzy as my surroundings started to blur. It's like my eyes were drinking liquor when the room started to swirl. Trying my best to stand on my weak knees, I hobbled to the wall as I breathe deeply. I slumped on the floor, feeling my hands getting cold. "How far along are you?", a tiny voice spoke from the dark.

I squinted my eyes struggling to see where the voice came from. "Ofir?", I called as I breathe deeply. "How's my favorite lythari? Come here", I forced a smile as I see his pouted lips.

"You left me, I thought we'll go together… and you lost my marbles", he said as he walk towards me. "I placed a lot of my energy in there. I'll need three full moons before I regain those powers.", he said.

"I'm sorry, Ofir", that's what all I can say while I breathe through my mouth. I felt his tiny hands touched my belly as his black eyes sparkled with his thin lips curved up.

"I like the Alpha, but I hope these tiny versions of him are cuter and kinder", he said.

"I'm not pregnant, silly", I chuckled weakly as he mumbled a word that held me up.

Pregnant? No way. And did he say "these"?

"Yes you are. With two boys", Ofir lifted two fingers at me while he magically helped me walk to the bed.

This is not happening.

"I'll make you a sandwich, the boys seem hungry", humming happily, Ofir disapppeared into thin air.

I laid down and closed my eyes. I took one deep breath as I figure out what to do. Have I missed my period? Worried about the constant blood collections, sleepless nights and all the running, is my body in good shape to carry life? I placed my hand on my belly. Am I ready for this? If I'm pregnant, Scott has the right to know… but I don't want to force him to be with me just because of this pregnancy.

Maybe, Ofir made a mistake. I can't be pregnant. Not at this time. My thoughts were disturbed when someone knocked on my door. 'That was fast, Seb', I thought. When I looked at the door, it was already open. And the woman I never wanted to see again just let herself in.

"Do you know me?", she asked.

"You look better in the pictures", I replied as I stood up.

She scoffed a little as she walk a few steps from

me. "I'll go straight to the point. I'm Scott's fiancé.", she proudly said as she stare at me from head to foot. "Scott and I are getting married", she added.

"Did he proposed?", I asked while I look for a ring on her finger.

"On one bended knee", she answered as she glanced to the side.

"Woman, Scott imprinted on me. You know for a fact that he'll always see my face even when he kisses you.. My scent will drive him crazy each time I'm nearby. Will you be okay with that?", I asked not noticing I'm clasping on my dress too tight.

"I'm fine with anything as long as he's with me.. not with some undeserving Luna who cannot shapeshift", she said with a glare. Now that's some reasonable explanation why I am not meant for him. "Well, that's all I have to say.. better walk away from my man or I'll scratch that pretty face of yours", she said as she left the room. This poor woman is either too desperate or juts threatened by me for the special relationship she have with Scott.

The next thing I did, I sat on chair and looked for a pen and paper. Then, I wrote the moonflowers concoction together with a note for Sebastian.. a few moments later, I left.