“Luna, we’re waiting on those purchase orders to order food for the pantry for the next month.” “We need an inspection of the armory after we stopped three rogues from getting in there last week.” “We have to review training plans for the next quarter. Since the Council announced we need to send six more warriors, we have to look at pack members qualified to serve in the next wave of the draft.” “We’ve had a heavier snowfall than usual this winter. We need to send a team to reinforce the banks of Blood River so it can sustain the extra spring thaw. Also, fencing on the southern border needs to be replaced.” “The elementary school would like to know if you can attend their Saint Valentine’s day party.” “Sin’s rogues have been spotted closer to the territory than last month. We need a better plan of action to stop them from attacking.” “Put pins in all of that.” I point around the room at all the department heads. “Yes, Luna.” They reply in unison. “Doctor Nolan, how’s the Alph
“Luna, Lieutenant Fortier is on the line for you.” Carly’s voice comes through the intercom, startling me from reviewing budget requests. Alright fine. You caught me. I wasn’t working on reviewing budget requests like I’m supposed to. I’ve been staring out the window at an early spring snow shower. It’s beautiful. I almost never have time to myself anymore. Justice wants to go out and romp in the winter wonderland with her mate. Our warriors only have two weeks left before they come home. Will they have time to let their wolves out for a snowy run? It takes a second for my mind to process what she just said. When it does, my heart stops. I look at the calendar on the wall. It’s only Tuesday. Henri always calls on Thursday nights. He has been calling once a week to give me as much of an update as he can about the war so I can share with pack leaders. He’s not allowed to say anything about our individual warriors for security reasons. Most of the time, his updates aren’t much, but I’l
***Trigger Warning - This chapter begins depictions of wartime Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). This theme is depicted in multiple chapters throughout the rest of the book. Since the triggers for this subject are different for everyone, this will be the only warning related to it.*** “Lenora, what do you want your birthday celebration to look like?” Ashley and Carly sit across from me with huge grins on their faces. “We need to begin planning now, but you don’t have to do anything. Just show up for the party. We’ll take care of all the details and planning.” “My birthday isn’t for three months and I don’t want a celebration.” I stuff the last of my sandwich in my mouth. “Honestly, I almost forgot about it.” “Come on, nerd. It’s your eighteenth birthday and you’re Luna now.” Ashley tilts her head. “People want a reason to celebrate.” “We’ll have our annual pack celebration on the summer solstice. That’s good enough. Everyone loves it. No one will know the wiser.” I wave my ha
“What the fuck was that about?” I look around. Did anyone else witness that? A nurse peeks around the corner with a cringe. “Are you alright, Luna?” “Yes, thank you.” I nod to her. “What do you expect from a psychopath like Saint?” Justice says as if she’s not surprised. Doctor Nolan approaches me. “We’ve already given him a sedative, Luna. We're avoiding a wolfsbane tincture to subdue him with the rumor that Elder Randall is visiting.” “You heard that already?” I pinch my nose in frustration. “Where’s Doctor Stanton?” “She’s at the Sanchez house.” He advises. “Mrs. Sanchez was concerned about the delayed arrival as well.” “Yeah. That tracks.” I feel my shoulders drop slightly. Poor Maria. She loves her youngest son so much. She and Javier come to dinner service occasionally. I pay my respects when I see them, just like I do with Tyree’s family and the Ikedas. James’s family lives off territory, so we don’t see them often. With Maria, it’s different. She never stopped calling m
“Luna, can I hold your hand so I can be the first one to give Uncle Milo a hug?” Elle runs up to me in the foyer and hops on her toes with excitement. She doesn’t know how exhausted I am and she shouldn’t. I spent most of my night helping guards chase off rogues. Their activity has jumped since I got the phone call that our warriors landed. A small piece of me wonders if Bronx is right. How would they know to attack now? Our men were supposed to be home by now. Whoever they were getting their information from wasn’t able to relay the delayed arrival. Maris advised that Elder Randall got drunk off of bourbon and went to bed early. But did he really? “I think we can arrange for that.” I bend down and help her zip up her coat. “As long as you hold still and salute the warriors while I give a welcome home speech. Don’t worry though, it will be quick.” “Rin, too?” She looks past me at her best friend. “Her daddy is coming home with Uncle Milo!” Hana is across the hall speaking to Tyre
Milo’s POVShe said yes. I asked Leni to marry me and she fucking said yes. If you tell me there’s a luckier son of a bitch anywhere in the world, I’ll tell you that you’re a liar. I can’t believe I get to be her mate and now I get to be her husband too. Ghost can barely control himself. My heart is beating out of my chest. Bluebirds, butterflies, little hearts floating around in the air. All that shit. The plan worked. The entire unit helped. I’m glad I spoke to Bronx yesterday. After he warned me about all the bullshit Elder Randall has been trying to pull, he made some calls for me.The drivers stopped so I could pick up the ring in town. The jeweler is a nice old lady who sells estate jewelry out of her home. Her house smelled like cat piss, but Luna Sandy is one of her best customers, so I knew I could trust her.I traded a few rubies and emeralds from a dragon’s lair we raided. She was so impressed with the quality; she threw in extra jewelry for free. There’s a matching pair o
“Milo?” A voice brings me back to Earth. “Huh?” I blink hard and look around. My heart is pounding and my cheeks are wet with tears. “How do you feel, son?” Doctor Nolan is sitting on the coffee table in front of me. Doctor Stanton is in the chair behind him looking at me with concern. “I-I must have gotten distracted.” I wipe the tears away and clear my throat. “Sorry, w-what were we talking about?” “It’s okay, Milo.” Doctor Nolan pats my knee and looks at his watch. “You’re done for today. You were distracted for about an hour, son.” “What? No, that doesn’t sound right.” I try to stand, but he gently pulls me back down. “Milo, we’re going to recommend you stay here for a little longer. We want to meet with you and the Luna to explain why. If you don’t want us to discuss your medical information with her, we won’t, but it will help her understand our concerns.” “N-no, that’s okay. You can tell her whatever.” I grind the heels of my palms into my pants legs and blink back the
Lenora’s POV Best. Kiss. Ever. Until it isn’t. Milo sits back suddenly, making me open my eyes to see what’s wrong. His panic and fear hit me like a tidal wave. He’s hyperventilating. He looks… terrified? What happened? What did I do? “M-Milo?” I reach out to touch his arm. “What’s wrong? What happened? Milo?” He scrambles back and falls off the bed, hitting the floor hard. “SOMEONE HELP!” I scream through a mindlink and jump down to help him. “Something’s wrong with the Beta!” Milo’s handsome features become distorted as Ghost comes forward. He snarls and snaps at me as if he’s never seen me before. Maybe because I was too excited to see him and came in smelling like a rogue instead of getting a shower first? It doesn’t matter now. I have to help him. “Ghost, it’s me! It’s Lenora! It's Leni, your mate!” I grab his shoulders. His sharp claws reach out and painfully dig into my arms, ripping holes through the sleeves of my sweatshirt. I can’t pull away or the gouges will become
“Good Morning, Beta.” Sondi Eklund pokes her head into my office. “Would you be able to review these retirement package updates I’m proposing to the Alpha?”I look up from my spreadsheet and try to smile at her. “Of course, Sondi. Please come in.”“I already highlighted the sections in question.” Sondi comes in with her staccato, bird-like movements. “Oh, Beta Lenora, are you ill? Forgive me if I’m overstepping, but you look exhausted.”“I’m alright, Sondi. Being a new mom is exhausting.” I’m careful not to go into too much detail. Sondi and Scott still haven’t found their daughter. I don’t want to be insensitive. I quickly change the subject. “That and I feel like I’m running in circles trying to decipher some of the information on this spreadsheet. They’re supposed to be client names, but I can’t figure out how they’re coded.”“Would you like a fresh set of eyes?” She looks eternally hopeful. “I’m happy to help.”“Um, sure.” I turn the laptop to her. “I’ll look at these updates whil
“Kaaas?! Are you sure you and Codi will be okay?” I yell into the living room. “I can call the daycare and see if they have someone who can come up.”“No, we’re fine.” Kas’s voice sounds strangled.Milo peeks his head into the living room and pulls back quickly. He doubles over in a silent laugh, pointing to the living room. I look out to see Codi had a handful of Kas’s hair in a death grip. Kas’s mouth is open in a restrained cry of pain, trying to untangle the chubby fingers from her sparkly locks of hair. I nudge Milo who’s on the floor in tears with his hand over his mouth. “Knock it off, Milo. She’s trying her best.” I pull him off the floor. “Kas, give her the rattle that’s on the coffee table. The one that looks like a tiger's face. She’ll let go in a heartbeat.”After a pause, Kas calls back. “Oh my Goddess, it worked! Thank you!”“Okay. We won’t be gone long. Mindlink if you need ANYTHING.” I walk to the living room and kiss Codi on her chubby cheek, then kiss Kas on her for
“And this is the Alpha’s private archival library.” I hold up a slip of paper for Musu to read. “Memorize this number. It’s your personal access code and don’t share it. Understand?”“Yes, Beta.” She stares at the paper. “I got it.”“Good.” I punch in my code and let the door slide open. I step inside, motioning for Musu to follow. She steps in and looks around in awe.“The Goddess has truly blessed our Alpha.” She takes a few more steps trying to take in the library's beauty. “I’ve never seen a private collection this large.”“Well, he’s been collecting them since he was a child, and it has proved useful.” I clasp my hands behind my back and look around, then point to a book on a pedestal covered with a glass case. The page is open to the painting of The Moon Goddess with the Menae. “This is how we found out Kas is a goddess.”Musu looks down on the image and chuckles. “Is it inappropriate to say The Moon Goddess and Endymion were more like rabbits than wolves?”Justice lets out a wh
Lenora’s POV“Delilah, if anyone asks, your family is from France. You went to culinary school there. That’s how you met James. Bronx gifted Kas private lessons. James was a security guard for Kas while she attended the school. You’re twenty-three-”“But, no, Carly Ann Miller, I am one hundred and-”“You. Are. Twenty-THREE. Delilah.” Ashley interrupts. “No arguing.”“You expect me to just LIE?!” Delilah holds her hands to her chest and looks mortified at the thought.“Yes.” Ashley, Carly, and I all say in unison.Delilah falls back in her seat, distraught.“It’s not that we want you to be dishonest, Delilah.” Ashley softens her tone. “It’s a matter of self preservation. For all of us. You included. Whatever technique you’ve used in the past to deflect attention won’t cut it anymore. You and Kas are going to be approached by paparazzi all the time now. They need to believe you’re human. We’ve given both of you believable, respectable human profiles. The fewer people trying to dig into
“Alright, Big Guy.” I toss the plastic gun on the arcade game. “You win. I’ll never beat you at Duck Hunt. I’m out of cash to feed the machine anyway.”“I mean, you tried. I’ll give you some props, man.” Marco blows into the barrel of the plastic gun and looks at his watch. “It’s been two hours. That’s gotta be a good sign. Right? Musu woulda called me if Lenora chased her out.”“Yeah.” I pout my lip. “No mindlinks either. Down your beer. Let’s check on them.”Marco raises his pint glass and chugs the remaining beer. “Rita! Thanks, darlin’!” I hold up more than enough cash for our tab and toss it on the table. She gives me a thumbs up from across the restaurant. “Don’t be strangers!”“Ah man, that fresh air.” Marco takes a deep breath when we step outside. “Nothing beats summer in Montana except maybe spring in the Coven’s realm.”“Did you hear that?” Ghost gasps, suddenly at attention.“Huh? Hear what?” I shorten my stride and look around.“A warbler.”“Okay… and?”“They leave afte
There’s a quiet knock on my office door. Instinctively, I look down at Codi. She’s still fast asleep. I set down the report explaining there were absolutely zero useful bits of information on Randall’s tape recorder other than rambling about a trip to Portland to see a warehouse or something.We still haven’t been able to determine the identities of the girls in the photos other than Evie. There was no rhyme or reason to the codes associated with each one. The unusual names don’t exist anywhere either. The team is still looking into it, but I’m not very hopeful. Randall sneaks under the radar on everything.“Come in.” I say in a hoarse whisper.Milo peeks his head in with a huge smile on his face. I put a finger to my lips and point to the travel bassinet next to my desk. He tiptoes in and silently closes the door behind him.“Hey Sugar.” Milo whispers. “Is this a bad time? Are you busy?”“I always have a minute for you, Milo.” I blush when he hands me a bouquet of wildflowers. “They’
“Tyree, have you finished the sweep of Randall’s suite?” Milo paces behind his desk.“Just about Beta.” Tyree’s voice comes through the speakerphone. “He took most of his stuff, but there were a few things left on the kitchenette counter. A folder with some paperwork, an envelope, like one of those ones you mail photos in. Ya know? Feels like there’s something inside. And a voice recorder.”“A voice recorder?” Milo asks, confused.“Yeah. I don’t want to open anything or push play in case it’s booby trapped.” Tyree replies. “Fool me once.”“Good call. Bring everything to my office.” Milo pushes his finger into the desk. “I’ll get a forensics team to take it off our hands.”“Yes, Beta.”“Don’t let anyone in that room until they get a deeper sweep.”“Yes, Beta. Marco will stand guard. I’ll be up in ten minutes.” Tyree confirms and hangs up.“Milo, what do you think he was up to?” I bounce Codi gently in my arms. It’s not because she needs it. I have too much nervous energy to hold still.
“An apartment in Paris? Who would have ever pegged your brother as a hopeless romantic?” Mom swipes through images of the apartment Bronx bought for Kas as a wedding present. “It’s absolutely gorgeous!”“Yep. She needs to sign some paperwork, but I don’t think she understands enough about real est-” I bite my lip and point at Dad who’s making wolf faces at Codi on the other end of the sofa. Mace tests out a growl to see if it will startle her. She makes a sound that could be a growl back at him.“So sweet.” Mom places a hand on her heart. “Meeting codi is all he’s talked about since we got the news that you were pregnant. So what's next? Have you thought about a little brother for Codi, maybe?”My heart squeezes. “Justice, what do I say?”“As much of the truth as you can.” She sounds unsettled. “We don’t really know anymore. Do we?”“You know how hard it was for me to get pregnant, Mom. Let alone survive Codi’s pregnancy. We haven’t really talked about having more yet. If the Goddess
It’s been two days. Kas has isolated herself in her apartment, still convinced that she needs to hide herself away. I brought Codi up so she could snuggle with her niece in hopes it would lift her spirits. I let her take Codi to the bedroom while I go talk to Marco.“Hey, Beta. Everything okay?” He salutes me.“She’s not handling it well. Maybe I should invite her to go to the meadow?”“I wasn’t talkin’ about the Luna.” He lowers his chin. “You been avoiding me?”I immediately feel my face flush. “Wh-what? I-”“Sorry. I didn’t mean to sound like that. I know you’re busy with your pup.” His tone softens. “I need to stay in my lane.”“I mean, I-I guess I kinda thought, um, your mate wouldn’t want me talking to you.” I confess. “So… yeah. I guess I have been avoiding you?”“Ah, Leni, come on. I’m fuckin with you… kinda.” He looks sheepish. “Me and Musu was talking about our ranked members. I didn’t tell her about US, but I told her you and me grew up together and that we still close frie