Novels by Greg Musyoka

ALICIA I run through the open grasslands, aiming at the direction Andrew told us and as the sun rises I have covered more than three kilometers. I have gone through knee high grass which still has it's morning dew and my wet clothes are now soggy with water. The oversized boots make noise every step I make and I decide to do something about it. I can't get far in such conditions. There is no noise from behind and I can tell that my pursuers have called off the chase. I can now relax.I find a river and take out all of my clothes and wash them, then hung them to dry in the sun. I remain with only my undergarments and I plunge into the cold river water to take a bath.The water does wonders, cooling down all my body and mind. I had been haunted by the act of leaving behind Melissa in rogue territory but now the guilt melts away and in its place it's replaced by an assurance in my mind that nothing bad can happen to her with her mate near her. Some things happen for a reason, I muse. Fo

ALICIA We run and run, in the moonlight past the gates into the deep woods. I am leading while Melissa follows closely behind. She keeps on complaining that the boots she is wearing are so big for her but so are mine. Even after fastening them my feet keep on playing inside but I take comfort in the fact that even though they are torn, they are better than running on bare feet.“You better keep up with me Melissa, they will surely come after us, especially when they find out what we have done.” I tell Melissa who has stopped running and she now pants heavily.“My chest burns Alicia. Let's rest for a while.” She manages to say through heavy breathing.Just then the alarms go off, blaring noisily over the woods and echoing in the nearby rocks. They have found out about us and I just hope that Andrew isn't in trouble. I wonder what would have happened had he not come in time to our rescue. The guard he killed was about to inflict serious damage on us.Earlier at the cell we had plotted

ANDREW'S POV This is definitely going to be the longest night of all. I am in a deep hole already and I don't know what to do to stop me from getting deeper and deeper.The problems started when I walked away from a subdued Alpha Drake. Everyone expected me to strike him dead. Alpha Eric came to know about it and came to our camp at night. I only knew of his presence when I heard the generator outside go off and as a result we were plunged into darkness. I presumed it was the enemy's work because the generator wasn't faulty and it had enough fuel.With that conclusion, I jumped out of my sleeping bag and armed myself with a machete that never leaves my bedside. I had slept with my clothes on.I listened carefully, trying to gather any noise and found it odd that no one in the whole camp seemed bothered. They were all silent. Very unprofessional of the whole lot, but that is expected from amateurs.Satisfied that there was nobody outside, I stealthily walked out and dashed into the tr

ALICIA I focus my attention on my brother. He is struggling with himself, with his wolf. I know right away what is troubling him, Melissa is his mate but he can not bring himself to say the word, hence he stands there saying nothing. I smile, seeing him fighting the battle inside him, a losing battle. Melissa, his prisoner, and his mate. I know that his wolf will eventually win because that's what happens.Melissa too is scared. She is shocked at first to hear Andrew call me by name, evidence that he knows me, then coupled with the initial fear of being a prisoner in an unknown land. But I can see her struggling with what is going on inside her head, she has finally found her mate though in the most unexpected circumstances. She has been looking for a mate for a while now, and sometimes she would confide in me that she would like him to be a strong and muscular man who is caring and loving. Well, I didn't know that she was describing my own brother. He has all the qualities she wante

ALICIA.“You need to be very alert every time. You are going to the real battlefield, not some rehearsal or some training ground, you are going to kill or be killed my daughters. I pray that everything goes well and I will be happy to see you back alive. Of course I don't want you to go but since you are insisting, I have no choice but to bid you goodbye." The emotional words of Benjamin echo in my ears as Melissa and I delve into the jungle. We have been walking for hours and I'm beginning to get tired. The sun is so hot but we have no choice, except to trudge on.Benjamin had offered to drive us using Drake' car but we declined, choosing instead to walk the long distance to the forest where the war is being fought. We would have easily shifted and ran, and eventually got there fast, but we are carrying heavy bags with our clothes and other supplies like food, bathing soap and lotions. Benjamin jokingly told us that we look like hikers.We also declined an offer from Beta Jim to giv

ALICIA The long awaited day is here, the day when the selection of the next batch of warriors to go to the battleground is going to take place. Whether I am selected or not I have to go because I feel that Drake needs me by his side. I miss him so much such that I can't function normally. Just yesterday I dreamt that he was in danger and I didn't sleep again after that. Actually I think everything is not right and if anything were to happen to him then I would be devastated. I will go to him, if he dies we die together.All along I have been thinking of him as invincible, a killing machine who will go from victory to victory, but my dream opened my eyes to the possibility that he could easily land into danger, he was indeed flesh and blood like any other man.We are gathered in the pack's training grounds, waiting for the recruiters to come and every passing moment I'm getting uneasy, there's this feeling that is pestering me and I pray that it goes away soon. There is no training to

LOGANI am badly wounded. The pursuit after Grace and that traitor Dylan has ended in disaster. I have witnessed as Grog himself died and most of our fighters. Then it has dawned on me that I shouldn't die. I should run. When the fighting gets fierce I flee from the battleground and run, or rather drag myself to the bushes. I can still see from a distance as Grog's fighters are annihilated. I have realized that I have been in the wrong for a very long time. I have done many wrong moves and maybe I am the cause of the death of all these courageous wolves. Maybe if it wasn't for my poor decisions I would still be Alpha at our pack. Why did I take Josephine from her mate? Why did I reject my own mate Grace? And after the rejection, why did I insist on having her back when I knew only too well that she was mated to another Alpha? Why did I even join Grog, knowing that he was a leader of a rogue pack?These are the millions of questions that flood my mind as I lay in pain in the woods. Th

LOGAN “I knew from the very beginning that Dylan was a turncoat. Something kept telling me to kill him, but then I was hesitant." Grog says, seething with rage. He's angry with himself after we have established that Grace and Dylan are missing.I started having bad feelings when we waited for a very long time for Grace and she failed to show up. I started thinking, what if she doesn't come at all? What if she escapes? Right then Amelia came running to where Grog and I were seated, waiting for Grace so that the mating ceremony could start. Seeing her send shivers down my spine.“My goodness, she's gone." I whispered to myself. Amelia looked at me with eyes full of remorse, before whispering something to Grog's ears. The ever composed Grog listened carefully then dismissed Amelia and continued looking forward. I wanted to ask him what was happening when he looked at me and beckoned that I should follow him and now we are in his office. He's uncontrollable.“We need to pursue them, but n

"Take this," Dylan says, handing me the additional blanket from his bag.I shake my head. "No it's alright. This one is enough."Elsa is next to us against the rocky outcrop already fast asleep. She is exhausted, I can tell by the look on her face as she sleeps. She hasn't spoken much our entire journey either. What we have put her through has to be a lot to process. Even though we have saved her from Grog's pack, Dylan and I both know that if they ever catch up with us we will all be dead."You sure?" Dylan asks with his arm still outstretched with the blanket."I'm sure. It's not that cold out here." I shift my blanket over my legs and arms. It is a good thing the weather is not problematic because even if it were any cooler, we can't light a fire. It will draw too much attention to us. There is nothing that sticks out more than a fire blazing in the darkness of the night. Elsa had consumed two apples and a granola bar right before she crashed and Dylan and I each had one granola ba

“I'll give you thirty minutes, even longer if I can and then I'll run out there and tell them you're gone. Put as much time between us and yourselves as possible," Amelia says. "Take care. I hope for a safe journey for all of you."Then she steps up to me and very quickly gives me hug and then releases me. "It's been nice knowing you, Grace.Tell Doreen I miss her and I'm glad she made it." She looks towards the door then back to us. "Now go. There is no time to spare."I don't need any more warning to that. I am more than eager to get out of here. I am the last one through the door and I stop just a moment to glance back at Amelia. I see then that the goodbye has been harder for her than she let us see. Tears are pooled in her eyes."Take care of yourself, Amelia. Thank you for your help. None of this would be possible without you."She laughs a little through stray tears. "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm still ratting you guys out." Because you have to, I want to say. Bu

I gasp and clutch the letter to my chest. It has been so long since I heard his voice in my head and it nearly shatters me. My legs feel like jelly and my chest aches with the gap that was left by him leaving. I haven't allowed myself to think about Samuel very much, afraid of what it might do to me if I let my thoughts linger there too long. I know I would fall apart. But now...now I can't help it. I have to think of him. His letter. His words. His hands have touched the very same paper as mine did. I briefly wonder if I might catch a scent of him on it if I try hard enough to find it."Grace," Dylan says softly.He brings me out of my stupor. I look at him. I haven't realized there are tears in my eyes until he reaches out and touches them with the back of his hand. He briefly wipes them away only for them to be replaced by more cascading down my cheeks."Talk," I say. "You told me you would. I want answers." I wipe the tears away viciously with the letter gripped tight in my hand.

I quickly bolt upright and stand in front of the two men in sheer panic. "But-but it's so soon. I haven't had time to prepare. And I'm not feeling well. Shouldn't we wait? Logan said we could wait until I was feeling better.""Unfortunately we don't have that kind of time," Grog says as Logan stands up in front of me. "We're making a move on a pack in two days and we have to know that you will be loyal to us and your mate during the raid." He looks at Logan who nods his head in agreement.Oh, goodness, I felt myself unable to breathe and light headedness slowly started to creep over me like a nightmare. I can hardly believe what is happening. I need more time. I had counted on having more time. How can I possibly escape now? If I were to mate Logan I won't even want to leave here anymore. I'd want to stay here with him and stand by his side as he and his brothers born of evil bring the world of wolves down on its knees.I suck a sharp breath of air in horror. Nothing and no one can co