3rd Person When James started transporting refugees from the embattled continent to the hidden territories, his job had seemed simple – dangerous, but simple. He would land his plane on the coast and hide it as best he could, taxiing into the forest and covering the aircraft with tarps and plantlif
“I don’t know, but there’s going to be a huge political summit next week. Every Alpha on the continent is going to gather in the Capital to either pledge or deny their support.” He answered. “They’ve made it into quite a lavish affair, with excursions, opportunities to hear from the survivors of the
Sinclair “Where are you now?” Ella asks, her beautiful face looking up at me from my phone screen. “We’re headed to the Storm Forest pack, but we’ve got quite a few hours on the road before we get there.” I sigh, wishing we hadn’t needed Gabriel’s planes for the refugees, so that we might have flo
“But maybes and mights that could turn the tide in this war.” Ella argues. “Isn’t that worth finding out, Dominic?” “And if she’s somewhere you cannot follow? Somewhere so far away that it will take months to find her?” I ask sharply. “How far are you willing to go for answers? Is finding her impor
Ella I stare at the black phone screen in shock and confusion, trying not to jump to the wrong conclusion. One moment Sinclair was there, talking to me as if everything was normal, and the next I heard a terrible boom and saw a blinding light. Then the line disconnected. It didn’t look or sound lik
I regret this as soon as I do it, because the moment Rafe stops sensing me, he panics. Stress and fear unlike anything I’ve ever felt from him pummels my heart, and I immediately drop the shield I put up. “It’s okay,” I say aloud, running my hands over my belly – it must have felt like I disappeared
Ella When I wake I’m in my nest, hooked up to about a dozen machines and wracking my brains for some explanation of how I got here. Of course… the moment my memory kicks in, I wish it hadn’t. My wolf howls in my head, but I shut out the tumultuous emotions threatening to consume me. It might not be
“Then I’ll leave you to rest.” The doctor answers, thankfully not seeming offended by my response. “But I hope you’ll reach out to me if you have any questions or concerns.” I nod and he leaves. I’d just started to burrow deeper into my nest, seeking the lingering scent of my mate from the last tim