Amy’s POV I felt like I’d been on a rollercoaster. Wild emotions left me feeling battered but not bruised. I couldn’t help marvelling at the way Lisa had rescued me. Maggie had warned her something like this would happen. How lucky was I compared to some? Kane was descending to new lows. Just when I was convinced I hated him, he held out an olive branch. In some ways it took me back to how it was with Mom. Sometimes there was no pleasing her. Afterwards, she would be contrite, so that I felt guilty for calling her. The Alpha didn’t inspire that kind of topsy-turvy acceptance of the way things were from me. I knew he wasn’t doing any of this deliberately. It was the Lycan blood making him behave this way. That set me thinking. If the Alpha King were to introduce the genes of his kind into every werewolf pack, soon we would be history. There would be only one way: the Lycan way. Fortunately, he was taking the other approach by sending our she-wolves elsewhere. That would only weaken
Selene’s POVI told myself I was sick of being faithful to Kane. In fact the opposite was true. But his treachery in promoting Amy yet again and his bored face at breakfast followed by the casual announcement that he would be taking her on a short trip made my hackles rise, though not where anyone could see.Mated Lycan females are a law unto themselves.It seemed he would be driving her himself. I sought out Jake, newly returned to the fold, and demanded he assist me. His punishment was on hold and yet to be determined. I hinted that helping the Luna may do him some good as I had the power to influence Kane’s decision and dissuade him from doing anything rash.Whether that was the case remained to be seen.So we followed them to Scarborough. Goddess knew why.The salon looked new and was staffed by humans. I could sense the smell peculiar to their kind. All bar one.I was jealous initially; my fair hair could do with a tint. Then I saw her face. She really didn’t want to be here.Wha
Amy’s POVEveryone was staring at Selene, but I knew what she was talking about thanks to some opportune eavesdropping in that old castle and later. It was to do with the dividing of wolfkind and Michael was keen to propagate another such event after actually propagating, if you see what I mean.Adverse propaganda could lead to another Schism, or split.We couldn’t fight a war on two fronts. It was bad enough the humans were turning traitor. Some of them. Those I knew.I tried to concentrate for the minutes yet was itching to speak up. What did I have to lose?Only everything.To be demoted again, even under this new enlightened Selene, would be devastating. And did her offering to help mean she had changed? Not where I was concerned, I felt sure.Clearing my throat, I took the coward’s way out and asked for a break. Did anyone want refreshments? That water must be lukewarm by now.Fortunately, Kane took the hint.“What’s wrong, Amy?” he said, as I approached him. “Have you forgotten
Amy’s POV When Kane broached the subject with me, I almost shrieked. Surely he knew how I felt about Lycans and Frederick in particular. After I had calmed down and listened properly, I felt better about the whole thing. It would be done here under supervision and my clone would be pretending to be me. The plan was for the alternative ‘Amy’ to go crawling back to the Alpha King and seduce him so effectively he would take her as his queen. Then the cyborg me would set about controlling him to scupper his world domination ideas once and for all. It all sounded dodgy in the extreme and something which could only have been dreamt up by a male. I didn’t much care for the notion of revealing Satyr’s likes and dislikes as experienced by yours truly down in that dungeon under the watchful eye of whoever he was. I didn’t think it was another Lycan somehow. Maybe a powerful human? None of that would matter if the Alpha King were to die, in which case we could send in an assassin. If only J
Kane’s POVSelene was sleeping over for once when my Beta mind linked to alert me of “a potentially serious situation”. I didn’t bother to cover my torso and could have cared less about my boxers being creased.When I saw that Lisa was with him, and also Amy, I had a re-think. My Luna brought me a robe at my request, though it was more to do with how I looked to my sister than my assistant.My mate was playing it coy, presumably because of her messy hair and the broken strap on her silk nightie. If it were just Amy standing there, I had no doubt she would have flaunted herself. In the old days, anyway.This was a new Selene and I was trying to give her the benefit of the doubt.My PA was muttering something under her breath.“Stop that,” Lisa cried, putting on a mean face.I was puzzled initially and should have been even more so when Jarvis asked, “Have you seen Amy recently?”Light dawned, at the same time as my Luna huffed.“He has me now,” she said, and stalked off into the bathro
Amy’s POV This couldn’t be happening to me, it just couldn’t. These days I actually wanted to be around Kane. Even Misha was used to the idea of allowing Rhett to fuss over her and whatever else our inner beings did together. It boggled my mind, something I’d seldom thought about before, whereas the question of what happened to them after we passed had always exercised me. Not even Dad knew the answer and his wolf had not spoken to me in years. I really needed him now, the one who counselled me after yet another unjust punishment. Lorenzo, please help me. Thinking about it later, I realised I must have been drugged to the point of hysteria. That sharp prick on my arm. Of course. As for the Alpha of the defunct Black Hills pack, I had vowed never to say his name – not even in my thoughts – and I never would. Stacey had helped me with an erasing spell. I missed her, too, so much. Gloria, my captor, had some of the reddest lipstick I’d ever seen. She was in her forties and looked a
Amy’s POV Delirium wasn’t taking over completely, though that was what I continued to pretend. I was tempted to experiment with invisibility though realised it could mean the end of me if I couldn’t reappear to be treated by Black himself, a very efficient medic. I never would have guessed that. Little by little, I worked it out. He had wronged Lori, too, not just the real Diana. Maybe he had been sent packing and maybe he’d just gone away for a while. That so-called diary contained a grain of truth and nothing more. Satyr would need someone like Dick, as I thought of him now, to carry out his dirty work. It was a good job he’d been here or I’d have been history by now. That tourniquet probably saved me from bleeding to death. Though I knew she’d been trying to end his life. Lori, the mistress of the year. The gun-toting betrayed female who had dished out nothing more than friendly fire. She didn’t hate me; she never had. It had been a part she was acting. No doubt a pack member s
Amy’s POVIn some ways I had always been on my own, despite having a family. None of them were what you might call the reliable kind. I fought my own battles, learning the lesson early that the good guys don’t always win.Surviving was the easy part. My body was still sore and now I was forced to watch the arm wrestling contest between Michael and Kane, knowing I was the prize.They appeared to be allies now, which could only spell disaster for me and werewolfkind. The traditional branch.If only I were fit enough to run. I dreamt about that time I came upon a linden tree in the woodland, resting my paws on it and knowing a rare peace. If only basswoods were more prevalent I would jump out of the window now and – and what? Urge Misha to save us both.Without Rhett she was a miserable creature. I felt it, too. His loss was hopefully not permanent.Could Kane be pretending? I knew in my heart that wasn’t so.“Think you can take me?” the Alpha King had sneered.“Watch me.”Truman was iss