FreyI looked through the window, glimpsing the forest of trees that lined the roadway. We had left the pack and had been on the road for the past two hours. My father was behind the wheels, and he was heading up the mountainside, carefully navigating the winding steep slope roads. We emerged into a town after we had driven through the high land and appeared at the settlement. It was larger than I expected. It was normal to find small towns under the mountains, but this place was exceptionally huge. “We’ve arrived.” Denzel prattled and glanced at me through the rearview mirror.I forced a smile whilst my heart slammed against my rib cage. As he drove closer, I felt he was moving nearer to the truth, and it scared me. What if my origins weren't worth it? What if I'm related to the Reaper?I wanted to shut my mind off and vanish for days. But Agatha was right. The truth was awaiting me at the end of that dark hallway, and I had to grasp it and see what’s inside. My thoughts were all over
FreyLogan booked the motel for another night before we left the premises to search for any of my existing relatives. He hurried down the stairs, taking them two at a time, to meet Shannon, Denzel, and me standing in the middle of the compound. “Morning.” He said to us as he couldn't help but notice the surrounding despair. We hadn't resolved our problems last night as they didn't want to talk to me.“Morning, sweetheart.” I said as I laid a kiss on his cheek.“I did a locator spell with Frey’s blood, and it should be able to lead us to his doorstep.” Shannon informed him. Witches could do locator spells with the blood of a relative, something that belonged to that person: their bones, hair or paw or footprints.“Come on, let's get to the car. I'm driving.” Denzel said. Logan tossed him the keys as we traipsed to the vehicle which was parked adjacent to the motel. We got into the seats, and Denzel brought the engine to life, exiting the premises with hands clutched around the steering
Shannon It was supposed to be a normal night out where we'd hunt for food. But tonight my father died. We had a friend in the pack that helped us with the little he had once in a while, and my father and I were returning from the run when we ran into the ruthless Alpha and his heir, Logan. My father hid me behind the trees and cast a barrier spell to prevent the wolves from going after me if anything happened to him. I peeped at them through the cluster of trees. Hands and knees crouched on the ground as I observed their movements. I couldn't hear what they said. My father was prepared to defend himself from those ruthless creatures, as they wouldn't let him go easily. They sent us away for years and discovering us in their territory wouldn't bode well for our lives. My father turned on his heels and was marching toward the tree line. He let him go. I can't believe he did. My sigh of relief turned into a muffled shriek when Logan sped toward him at unnatural speed and slammed his ex
TylerI hadn't talked to Keaton since Logan left, as he had been preoccupied with handling the pack territory. The rest of the wolf bloods were out on the training grounds with Gamma Alex, and we had the day to ourselves. When I mean we, I meant Keaton and I. He had promised to see me today at the gym, so we could both talk about how I was healing from Jax's heartbreak. I walked into the gym and saw Keaton thrusting his fists into the punch bag. “Take it easy there, mate. We won't be striking each other today.” I said to him. He was shirtless and dripping with sweat when he turned to me, looking delectable. Why was I always thinking about him that way? My eyes didn't give my thoughts away, right?He must have been doing some push up and pull up exercises asides the bag punching before I arrived. He dried his body with a towel and walked toward me with a concerned expression.“What is it?” He asked, but I couldn't look at him.“It’s nothing, I'm fine,” Damn it, moon goddess, he must ha
FreyMaybe if I had just thought about it for a damn second. Maybe if I had accepted that bond that I felt with him, perhaps I would have let him live.But I didn't.I wiped off the tears brimming down my cheeks, and rose to my feet, making a beeline to the house’s entrance. My thoughts were all over the place until…I heard Denzel’s screams.I hurried toward the commotion’s source, discovering that he was at the mercy of grotesque creatures. Narrowing my gaze to the top of the building, the gargoyles were no longer there. This was when I acknowledged the dark magic that sang in the air. My power emerged from me but it entangled with the dark weaves. I stepped backward, struggling to set both powers apart, but I was failing.If I stood there trying to separate them, Denzel would end up dead. I pulled the aura of magic and as the beastly creatures shrieked and growled at me. My power dispersed through the entire premises, turning the gargoyles immobile. I snapped my finger, and they exp
LoganA fate worse than death.She was right.I'm trapped in an endless void of pain. I remembered how the dagger pierced into my chest, resurrecting the most painful memories of my life. The past I thought I had escaped.I saw the door looming ahead in the distance, and I hurried toward it, out of breath, inclined for survival as I reached my escape point. A smile appeared on my lips when I was about to grab the door handle, but a piercing scream emerged from the darkness. I succumbed to my knees, shielding my ears with my palms as blood dribbled from my eyes. “Please, please, stop. I can't do this anymore.” I screamed and luckily it did.I was safe.That was what I thought until I opened my eyes.I recognized the place where I knelt to be the pack house, twenty-two years ago, the night my mother died. “No, no, no,” I shook my head in denial as I marched backward. “No. This can't be.” I backtracked, but I couldn't escape this or the truth, no matter how hard I tried to.Hounds had inv
FreyI finished breakfast with the family and summoned the witches to the pack house, where they would try to decipher how to save Logan. I had taken my time to explain the turn of events on our expedition to Agatha. The witches weren't working alone. All hands were on deck to save the Alpha. We’d been working since we returned from River Ash. It was nearing dusk, and we were still at it. “Did you find anything from the books?” I paced the room with my grimoire clutched to my palms.“No, no. But we can try pulling out the dagger, can't we?” Greta suggested.“She forged it with dark magic. We don't practice that kind of magic.”“I’ll do anything to save him, Agatha.” I uttered with desperation in my voice.“You can't! You're pregnant. It might affect your babies.” Agatha hollered.“I don't care, Agatha! I have to save him. He's dying. He's in pain. I can feel it over and over through the mate bond! I can't let him suffer!”“You should get some rest, Frey, and maybe have some dinner. It’
LoganA strained breath escaped my lips. I collided into the tarred road when an arrow pierced through my shoulder. I glimpsed the woman, who was sashaying toward me with a crossbow clutched to her grip. I moved backward and repossessed my stance, stumbling down again before regaining my balance. I had been out here for the past two days hunted by the woman I loved. Or this evil version of her.Lost.Broken and unable to find a place of refuge for myself.“Frey, you need to stop this.” I tried to reason with her, but she released another arrow. This time, I caught it and tossed it on the ground. I didn't want to fight her because I didn't know what this meant in the real world. If there was a connection between us and Shannon's twisted game. Because I was aware that if I died here, I might die in the real world.I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't know when Frey drove a dagger into my belly. I groaned as black blood spread down my shirt, and I looked at the woman standing right
FreyThe morning sunlight splashed into the room when I parted the velvet curtains to the apartment. Trust me, the babies gave me a hard time last night, and we barely got some sleep. I wondered if I cried as much while my father and mother raised me. My mother. I wondered why she didn't show up at the battle. Or had she just disappeared out of the blue? And completely cut ties with even Pierson. Fortunately for the bastard Pierson, he had escaped the pack when he saw the battle was no longer in his favor.After I got out of the shower, I pulled on new clothes and made sure I fed the babies. I walked downstairs to meet the rest of the family who had gathered for breakfast. It didn't seem all bubbly and fun as usual, as everyone was dealing with the loss. But we had a substantial morning meal. I finished breakfast and kissed Logan goodbye, then I headed to the witch’s side of the pack, leaving my kids in the hands of Adelyn and the twins.Today I was going to break the hound curse and f
LoganIt was over.The last thing I recalled was Grainne resisting my alpha aura.I was in a hospital with a bandage wrapped around my stomach and head. I glanced at my side and I saw Frey sitting in the chair. She smiled at me brightly and I groaned and slowly shot to a sitting position. “What am I doing here?” I asked, pulling off the IV on my arm.“You sustained a lot of injury, but you're healing faster than expected.”“Well, I need to get out there and fix things.”“Save your strength, Alpha. We'd make good on our promises after the full moon tonight.”“Wait, how long have I been out?”“Two days. Grainne must have hit you pretty hard.”“What about the twins, Tyler, Keaton?” I inquired. Frey's face drained of color and she tried to hide the grief marking her face, but I had already noticed it. I struggled out of the bed and changed into a new set of clothes, ignoring her protests of getting some rest.“What happened, Frey?”“Keaton didn't make it. Eloy as well. Tyler has been lying
GrainneI emerged from the pack house with Adelyn and the kids. I had gotten intel from Jacinthe that Logan and his men had invaded the territory. Shit was about to go down and the first thing I had to do was get pregnant Adelyn and the kids to safety. The only safe place I could think of was the elder woods. There would be no reasoning with Logan if he found me, but that didn't mean I'd just submit to him. I'd fight until there was no strength left.We had arrived at the entrance of the elder woods, and the kids had already walked through the barrier the witches had put up. Adelyn was still arguing about taking my kid away, but I wouldn't let her. The last thing I needed was to be separated from my son. Not again.I took Connery away from the elder woods, heading to the nearest path that led to the exit of the pack territory. The safest place for him to disappear through. I showed my son places he could stay anytime we were under attack, so I could find him after the chaos had died do
TylerWe moved toward the direction of the south of the pack. I was in wolf form and Keaton in human form, killing the hounds that posed a threat to our lives. I heard Logan’s voice in the mind-link. Don't kill anyone unless necessary. I wouldn't get killed in battle because I was feeling generous. If they as much tried to raise a finger at me while we both negotiated keeping their lives. I would kill them without thinking twice.An arrow left Keaton’s crossbow and struck the hound hurrying toward us. He was taking down the creatures’ legs, so they weren't able to fight back.I sprinted after the second creature, leaping into the mid air and raking my claws against it. The wolf passed out, and we both proceeded to the wing where we built the pack's dungeons.We didn't expect less than a freak show, so we both hid behind the thorn bushes and observed the hound guards that were standing at the entrance armed with weapons. There were about fifteen of them. Grainne knew if we were reclaimi
LoganWe had arrived in our home and stationed our vehicles in the dark woods just outside the pack borders. Tyler and Keaton were looking at the number patrols surrounding the pack's border and, thankfully, there weren't so many of them. He had informed us through the mind-link that Grainne had changed the patrol team. That was what I expected. I mean, if she had let the patrol wolves take care of the pack’s security, then she would make it easier for us.A rustle in the forest pulled my attention, and I turned on my heels as my eyes gained their crimson glow. I sighed in relief when I saw Keaton and Tyler emerging from the cluster of woodlands. It had taken them so long I was worried. But now they were back, we were going to discuss how we would take care of this without killing the innocent and that included everyone that lived in our pack at the moment. “How many are there?” I inquired.“A lot. They haven't discovered our presence because their wolf's senses are not as powerful as
LoganWas this what it felt like to be a dad?When I held my sons, I felt pride, joy, and inexplicable love for these little minions who hadn't let me sleep in days. I loved them even more than I could imagine no matter how tiny they were; they were still so beautiful. The primal instinct I had was to protect them and make this world a better place for them. I was certain parenting won't come easy especially with taking care of the pack, but Frey and I would get through this together.I carefully set the kids down into the baby cot when they had finally fallen asleep in my arms after I had sung them a lullaby for almost an hour. An exhausted sigh escaped my lips as Frey barged into my room, and I glanced at her with wild eyes, hushing her instantly. “The kids. They're asleep.” I whispered as I moved toward her. These little ones really knew how to keep us on our toes, but I didn't regret any moment I had spent with them. I never will. It had been a week since she put to bed, and she ha
FreyI felt a sharp pain travel from my pelvic region, and a groan escaped my lips, getting Shannon’s attention. She watched me and I chuckled nervously. “It’s ok. The babies are just kicking.” I reassured her that everything was fine as we drove down the path. We were driving closer to the Rogue's Pack. The pain came again, and I held onto my back and groaned. My eyes widened as I realized I was having contractions. My breathing tripled. I struggled to steady my breath as Shannon drove into the Rogue's territory where two armed guards were standing on duty.Shannon pressed on the brake as she rectified things with the patrol and continued the journey, heading straight into the pack house.We pulled up in front of the pack's mansion, where I saw Alex standing with Tyler. He had a hopeful look in his eyes, but when Shannon and I alighted from the vehicle, the anticipation in his eyes faded. He was expecting Adelyn.A trembling sigh escaped my lungs as I strolled toward them. Shannon was
LoganWe emerged from the tree line down to the roadway, with Alex still holding onto my feeble frame. The clouds had taken their dark blue color, and we had to find a place to rest for the night. That wasn't an option for my Gamma. He had to get me to the Rogue's Pack because staying out here for too long would only weaken me and leave me as dead weight. My skin had turned pale, and I was running high on fever. I was wrestling with my eyes to keep them open and the venom of the hound's bite on my leg was spreading up to my thighs. I wasn't sure that I would survive this. That I'd make it. What if I didn't? What if I don't see my wife ever again? I had to fight for my family, for my kids, for my pack. I had to survive for my mate. Fight harder, Logan. Fight. You can do this.I grunted and tapped on his shoulder, asking him to slow down. He sighed and placed me on the tree bark, struggling to keep his breathing in check. “We’ll get there. You just have to hold on just a little longer.”
GrainneThe morning sun splashed through the skies, peeling into the courtroom through the transparent windows. It wasn't news that I had taken over the pack with Regan and the wolf shifters. Without mercy, we eliminated the warriors who had tried to resist last night. Not my fault, because I had asked them to stand down, but their pride got the best of them.I stood in front of the lead warriors and elders of the pack, who were bound in chains and gagged. Pierson and Falkor were standing at the far end of the hall while Regan sat on the Alpha throne, placing his legs on the table. He was enjoying this far more than anyone did. “I'm not here to hurt anyone, but if you try to oppose me, I will execute you without mercy. I expect each of you to follow the rules and no one has to get hurt,” I announced and turned to the captured pack warriors with a glass of wine in hand. “Take them back to the dungeons. Pierson, Falkor, sit,” I commanded as I joined Regan on the table. The new wolf warri