Novels by abloominthedarkness

The pack doctors' words are enough to get a few people in the crowd rushing forward to help. Some people are tearing off their sodden clothing to try and bandage the wound, others are grabbing her body and transporting her quickly towards the pack hospital, not caring that she was supposed to die and Arden had every intention of killing her. If there is a chance to save her, then they need to do it. This is autumn pack lands and considering who she was supposed to be in this place, they need to do all they can. Arden’s rule means little here; there was no fair trial, and it really just seemed like she was collateral damage. Even if Jax has done far too much, it really seems like Arden didn't know that until after he carried out the punishment.If she is strong enough to hold onto life even with such an injury, then they have to preserve it the best they can.Just because she is alive doesn’t mean she is in a good state, and she really needs urgent medical attention. The doctor kicks h

Alaska doesn't stop to revel in her victory, nor does she even pause for a moment to celebrate her accomplishment. As she looks down at the back of the blonde head, his face is pressed unceremoniously into the muddy ground. It is another face marked off the list. Taking five down to two, making it a much more even fight. Eradicating more than half of their force.It is a momentous occasion, but there is a lot more to the plan than the actual murder. The escape is much more important, barely half the job is done.Instead of drawing attention to herself, she moves just as stealthily through the crowd as she did before. The time between arrival and departure is barely a minute and the toll is catastrophic. Cohen would never imagine that he would be taken down so easily in the same way that Arden never suspects that such things are happening behind his back.Alaska looks from Cohen to Jaxson. Jaxson played his part far better than she thought possible, he is in a position that she never w

Mila thought she was cold before, but now her extremities are frozen to the point of pain, like they're about to drop from her body. She takes a deep shuddering breath in, taking as much oxygen as she can around her constricted throat, but it isn't enough to calm her or even sustain her. Her lungs hurt. Her eyes which were worried now carry with them a desperation, she can't look anywhere but Jax. If Arden had said such words the day before she might have believed he was joking, but the sinister way in which he hissed it, she can feel death closing in. Jax is not reacting and while Arden whispers the words to her, Jax is close enough that he should be able to hear and if Mila even knew a fraction of the strength he actually possesses, she would know that he heard every word. He doesn't react because it is all within expectation. If Arden said something else then his face might show a hint of surprise. His blue eyes hold neither shock nor worry or sadness. There is a vague sort of lo

As soon as the words drop, the crowd closes in around them, making a full circle around the feuding parties. It isn't just Jaxson and Alaska's appearance that is drawing all the interest; it is also the mention of the packs Alpha. The alpha, which has been noticeably missing through all of this, while Draven is hard to relate to and is as cold as ice, a pack needs an alpha to run smoothly, and he has never done anything bad. He gets the work done and runs the pack smoothly. While there are no friendships or sense of community like there was before, most have become accustomed to the new way in these years.While Arden didn't let too much information go, some of the members, mostly the really well-trained ones, have been picking up the anomaly in the pack. Even without the leadership blood value, it is impossible for a strong wolf not to feel the emptiness in the air and have that same feeling that the alpha bloods are now fighting off of wanting to claim the pack. While there hasn’t b

Cohen looks at Arden gritting his teeth. If those two have nothing to do with it, then they are going to be the ones that look like fools. It is not just their father who they are worried about making a humiliating spectacle in front of if they have got it wrong. They have managed to make a production already and nothing has even been said. If they are wrong, and they are fishing for information that is not even there, then they risk a fracture with the pack members which might be hard to recover from. The good guy act might be broken.The Autumn pack seemed like the logical place to hold such a meeting because they found the information here. It seemed like the best choice for rubbing salt in the wound and having them on the backfoot, making them attend what was once their birthright. But some loyalties run deep. There is every chance that some members of the pack will be easily swayed to that side which is something they have avoided for all these years. If they are over the top in

Jaxson takes a deep breath in, letting the unseasonably cold air fill his lungs as they stand on the very line of the autumn pack border. The place he has avoided for these whole three years. The air does nothing to calm him, so he reaches out and touches Alaska’s hand. Her skin is slippery and ice-cold, it doesn’t have the same softness or warmth that it usually holds, but it doesn’t make him recoil, instead he just holds it tighter.The walk cannot be blamed for this level of saturation, they were drenched from the second they walked out the door of the cabin. So the duration matters little. The actual walk to the pack took a long time. The heavy layer of dark cloud makes it impossible to gauge the exact moment of sundown, but they know they still have time. They took a roundabout route in an effort to cover tracks was as necessary as it was a delay tactic. Even though they never had the thought to shy away from their own actions or to cower in the face of the Barrow’s even one more