The next few days were a whirlwind. I had to talk to the rangers, Mister Moor, the police, and my parents retelling the events from that night. Or the story that I told when Marcus and Darien found me.
I stuck to it every time. And it helped that this Mister Kinsley, the guy that owns the camp, backs my story, saying he saw everything on the security cameras Logan installed.
But that's what worries me the most. Why was Mister Kinsley lying? If he did see what happens, he knows I went into that clearing on my own and about how the red-eyed wolf saved me. It left me worried. What reason could this Kinsley guy have to lie? What would he want from me?
Mostly I've been left alone. Elyse, June, and Crystal still included me in activities. But everyone else seems to think I'm going to break at any moment. The counselors are all watching me, just from a distance.
I had no one to talk to about this. I wanted to find the red-eye wolf again but had been af
Given what had happened the other night, I had hoped it would have acted as a deterrent to the poachers. But when I noticed that I spotted trespassers on the cameras, I had quickly rushed out to stop them. I hadn’t cared that they shot me. The bullet wasn’t silver, so it wouldn’t kill me or hurt me for long. I just didn’t expect her to show up and didn’t expect her to shift to protect me. I hadn’t heard of someone turning before their first 16th full moon. As much as I liked her attention, I knew there were more important things than the attraction between us. She probably had many questions and would need a change of clothes because I can’t say how much talking would get done while I’m all for seeing her naked. So I led her back to my cabin and gave her privacy to change. While she went to change, I received a call from John. Not what I needed. “John, I’m a little busy,” I sighed, glancing at the stairs. “I know. Security cameras remember,” he
I am officially on overload. Information overload, emotional overload, and with Logan touching me like this, my senses are overloaded. I feel like I’m going to melt into a puddle under his touch. Soulmate. It wasn’t a term I ever pondered much about. But now that I’m here, on Logan’s lap with all his attention on me. I feel it. I feel like a part of me I didn’t even know I was missing has returned to me at long last. And it scares me. It scares me how quickly I’ve become attached to this man I don’t know. It’s troubling how a touch from him can make me shiver in delight and want for nothing more than his touch. I’ve read my share of romance books, watched my share of movies… even some porn… and none of them ever roused the thoughts and sensations that being near him does. I’m not sure what’s my feelings and what’s from this mate bond. As he leaned closer to kiss the hollow of my neck, I panicked and quickly moved off his lap. I felt a pain
Fuck. I’m going to get whiplash with this girl. I get it. But I can’t get mad at her. A lot just happened, and she has to come to terms with some life-changing truths. And the mate bond is strong, but when it competes with a strong will, which explains her bipolar behavior and leaving me with blue balls. I laughed, raking my hands through my hair as she left my cabin. “I didn’t even get to tell her I’m Kinsley,” I chuckled. “I wonder how she’s going to take that tidbit when I tell her,” I sighed. “Fuck it. It can wait. Let Aurelia think what she likes for now,” I shrugged, getting up and heading to my room. Her scent felt like it was everywhere, and I was torn on loving it and wanting to air the whole cabin out. I managed to get some sleep before I heard a heavy knock on my cabin door. I grumbled and made my way down the stairs. Pulling open my front door, I looked at two state troopers. One human and the other a member of my pack, I don’t remember thei
I tried to act like everything was normal when I got up in the morning with the others. I skipped showering today. I didn’t want to wash away the smell of Logan. At breakfast, I noticed several counselors looked tense. “What’s going on?" I whispered to Elyse. I figure if anyone knew what’s happening, it would be the director’s daughter. “I’m not sure," she whispered, frowning. “I bet Darien knows. Hey Darien!" Crystal called out, waving him over to our table. As he got closer, I cringed, feeling him practically undressing me with his eyes. Theia growled in my mind. She shares my dislike for him, which isn’t surprising. “Good morning, girls,” he smiled. It may fool the others, but I see through the smarmy facade. “What’s going on?" he asked. “Why’s everyone all on edge?" June asked. “Oh, you haven’t heard? Leave it to May to keep her cabin out of the loop. Guess I should tell you, want to keep you safe,” he smiled like he was doing us a favor.&nb
It was with great difficulty that I didn't watch my mate walk away. And damn, did I want to. She's got a great ass. But it would only cause her trouble and me a headache with Rowan standing here glaring at me. He's mad I was even talking to campers. And since I'm pretty sure he's the one allowing these poachers onto my land, he probably doesn't like me telling legends about avenging spirits. "James…" he growls. I stop myself from rolling my eyes. Humans trying to growl and sound intimidating is just laughable. "What?" I asked, folding my arms as I leaned against the truck. "Stop telling campers nonsense. I don't want them getting scared by your tall tales,” he ordered. "As opposed to your son and other counselors making them think there's a killer in the forest? At least mine is a true legend of this land and puts them at ease since the wolf spirit only comes after those that harm nature and animals. It seems to me only the poachers and anyone helping t
Patience is a virtue, or at least that’s what my mother, my adopted mother - which that’s so weird even to think, always tells me. But waiting to see Logan again is torture. That’s weird, right? I shouldn’t be this keyed up about seeing a guy I barely know. ‘He’s our mate. This is normal.’ Theia says, and I can feel her rolling her eyes at me. Because to her, this is all normal. But I’m human, and this isn’t normal. I don’t even get this excited to see Alex, and he’s my best friend. I have a lot of questions for Logan. All of this makes no sense to me. And the idea that I’m adopted is just… I don’t even know how to process it. I’ve resisted the urge to call home and ask my parents. I need to hear it from them. I need to know the truth. But I’m a coward, and I didn’t. I didn’t even call them when other campers called home. I was too afraid to break down on the phone. I can’t do that. If I had done that, my parents would have drive all the w
“I can smell your arousal. So I know exactly what the thought of me marking you as mine does to you,” I teased. “Logan…" Aurelia sighed. “Fine. I’ll stop teasing. Part of completing the mate bond won’t just mean me marking you. You would have to mark me as well. Making it clear to all other females, I am yours,” I smiled. She tried to hide it, but I saw her lips twitch, wanting to smile, and the scent of her arousal became stronger. She likes the idea of marking me, of making everyone know I’m hers. “After all that happens, our scents would mingle and become a new scent. This tells people or rather other werewolves that we are together even before they could see the mark. It would also create a link between us. This link has its upsides and downsides,” I explained. One delicate red brow arches in question. “And those would be?" she asked. “Well, the upside is it means we could communicate telepathically. It also means that we’d know what the oth
Twelve. Logan’s twelve years older than me! He’s twelve years older than me, has a kid, and has far more experience than I could even imagine. “So you don’t think it’s weird that you’re attracted to a sixteen-year-old?" I questioned. Because he can’t deny he’s attracted to me. I may not be as experienced as him, but even I know that he’s sporting a hardon in those jeans. “Not really. As I said, it’s not uncommon for werewolves. I’ve known of larger age gaps. I know that you were raised human, so probably to you, it’s weird. That I can’t change,” he shrugged. “Fair enough. So I’m going to age normally anymore?" I asked, furrowing my brow. “Basically. Werewolves age about three times slower than a human,” he explained. “So every three years, a werewolf only physically appears to age one?" I clarified. “You’ve got it. It’s why John looks much younger than he is. So what else do you want to know?" he asked, absently kneading my ass. Damn, he’s
Not everyone realizes just how romantic my husband is. And that’s fine by me. I don’t need others getting jealous that their mates/husbands/boyfriends will never measure up. Logan gets me on levels no one else can. Hell, he sometimes knows me better than I know myself. He knew I was struggling. He knew I was worried about the baby after Meridith said I had preeclampsia. I didn’t want to do anything that put me or CJ at risk. But I also couldn’t just suddenly drop my classes or shove all my duties onto Sarael and Sybille. The sneaky little fucker planned this getaway to our cabin. When Logan told me to pack for a month away, I was confused. I am near the end of my pregnancy, and he wants to go somewhere for a month?! I didn’t want to be far from my doctor. I was relieved when he said we wer
We are nearing the end of Aurelia’s pregnancy. And everything and everything seemed to be getting on her nerves. I haven’t known any to act like this, but Aurelia is an Alpha wolf carrying an Alpha pup. I can’t say if it is normal she-wolf wolf behavior. At the moment, she still seems to enjoy my company. I’m sure I have the mate bond to thank for that. Otherwise, I would be sleeping in a guest room at the packhouse. Our OB Meredith agreed that Aurelia needed to rest. Her exact words were bed rest after Aurelia’s recent checkup, where she was diagnosed with preeclampsia high blood pressure. So to keep people from her wraith and her blood pressure down, I’m taking her to the cabin. I smiled, glancing at her from the corner of my eye as I drove away from Mount Hood. The further a
I kept looking at my watch the longer John was gone. I hate being cooped up in this damn room. It’s not exactly the company’s fault. Obviously, I get along just fine with Chuck and Silvercloud. Alex, however, still gets on my damn nerves. I was glad his bitch of a baby mama declined to be his date. I don’t want her near my mate, let alone our wedding. He’s still not really explained how he ended up with that girl. I get that Aurelia graduating early and moving in with me created a void in his life. But to fill the void with that girl. Yeah, wrong move. He knows how much Aurelia hates that girl. And now, there will never be an escape from her because of the baby Alexander will share with her. I mean, I guess I can commend him for stepping up. Accepting his responsibility to the girl and the baby. Sarael was nice enough to rent her old house t
I will not kill a pregnant bitch. I will not kill a pregnant bitch. I will not kill a pregnant bitch. This is my new mantra. Or at least it’s the mantra I will be using any time I am in the same breathing area as Claire Weston. Ugh, just thinking her name makes me want to vomit. I would say maybe it’s the baby but I’ve FINALLY been vomit-free, knock on wood, for a month now.I have despised Claire well my whole life. Since kindergarten even. The girl was a bitch then, and she’s a bitch now. ‘Well, technically, so are you. Though in the more literal sense.’ Theia unhelpfully points out. I growl for probably the millionth time today. “Luna?” Sybille arches a perfect blonde brow at me as she looks up from bouncing Xavier on her knee.“Just thinking about the one wedding guest who better fucking not
The following bonus content contains spoilers for Beta's Surprise Mate. If you have not yet read Beta's Surprise Mate, please do before reading this bonus content. For all who are caught up on everything happening in the Bloodmoon Pack, I hope you enjoy this bonus content. It had previously only been available on my blog. You can usually find bonus content on my website and social media accounts. The bouns content, A Bloodmoon Wedding, is exactly what you think it is. Two chapters showing the events of Logan and Aurelia's November wedding from the bride and groom's points of view. I hope you enjoy!
I could not be more proud of my mate and all she’s accomplished in the last year and a half since we met. I can’t imagine anyone else would have so quickly taken to finding out everything Aurelia has. To learn that she’s a werewolf, mated to an Alpha, and is, in fact, the last of an Alpha bloodline, all while handling being a high schooler. My mate is one hell of a woman. After her graduation, we began the plans for her Luna ceremony. We also planned to merge our packs during the ceremony. Linking both packs as one was probably for the best, given some of my pack members had found their mates among the Fire Wolf pack. We were still on alert, and Silvercloud was tracking the movements of the Cholmáin pack. So far, they don’t know about Aurelia or that the survivors of Fire Wolf have come here. Thanks to the massive ego of their alpha, he didn't even consider that Conor and Fianna had an heir. And I plan to keep it that way. But if it ever happens
I'm probably a horrible daughter. I went the rest of the summer without calling my parents and filling them in on what I’ve learned about my birth parents and their not-so-extinct pack. I just didn’t know how to tell them. I don’t know how they’d react. Even though Logan kept telling me I should just tell them I haven’t. And in my defense, I have been super busy. I went from just learning how to fight in and out of my wolf form. The responsibilities of a Luna to now having to learn to be an Alpha to the thirty-six Fire Wolf pack members that arrived at the sunrise after Logan and I completed our bond. There weren’t many available houses in Mount Hood for them to take residence, so they’ve been crashing with various pack members. At the same time, we started construction on a new development of houses to accommodate my pack. We’ve integrated them the best we can with Logan’s pack, letting them join the training, and for those of school age, they were enr
I must have fallen asleep at some point. But honestly, who could blame me after all that. I deserve to sleep for the next couple of days after the workout Logan gave me. There had been two more rounds after he returned from the bathroom. And the last one had been in the shower. When we were supposed to be trying to wash off the heavy scent of sex before going home. Not that it would matter if we didn’t smell like sex. Everyone will know we had it. We marked each other, and our scents had mixed in the way that Sybille and Charles or Aislinn and David smell like each other. I haven’t even gotten a look at my mark. I wonder what it looks like. It hadn’t fully formed by the time I last remember having my eyes open. Mmming, I rolled in Logan’s arm, turning to face him. I smiled as I opened my eyes to see his blue eyes looking right back at me. I was startled for a moment, thinking he was sleeping with his eyes open till I heard him laughing. “Ugh, yo
It’s probably the mate bond pulling us together that makes it so easy to talk to her. It took me months to really open up with Suzu, and even then, it was longer still before I discussed pack business with her. I guess even back then, my gut knew Suzu wouldn’t and couldn’t be my Luna and that treating her like one would only cause both of us trouble down the road. It’s, of course, different with Aurelia. She is my mate and Luna. I know she can’t take on the role officially yet, but it’s best to have her start learning now. And given how she handled things during the attack, minus the scaring the crap out of me with falling out a window with a knife in her side, she’s going to be a fierce Luna. “I think that’s enough pack business. We’re supposed to be on a date,” Aurelia smiled as she slipped out of her chair and moved around the table. There was a sparkle of mischief in those emerald eyes but also a hint of nerves. I wonder what she’s pla