~Tyra’s Point of View~
Zach shows up, takes my sister and now Ridge’s father. What the hell is going on!? He’s a damn tick that just has to keep sucking the life out of me!
RING RING RING.
Oh shit, I thought, looking at the caller ID. It was Vanessa’s mom, well my mom really. If I ignored it, she’d worry. I highly doubted Vanessa was going to tell her what was going on, not that she was answering her phone.
“Hey mom,” I said, nervously.
“Hey sweetie! How are you girls doing? Catching up on your gossip,” she asked.
“Well uhm … we didn’t exactly get a chance. Is dad with you? I shou
Everyone agreed to use Alpha Heath’s lands as a staging point since he was the closest to Long Tooth. We needed to be organized but we also wanted to strike quickly. Everyday that passed was another day for Zander to potentially gather more rogues. “We need a couple more points to set up, we’re going to have to get maybe two more on the other side of his lands,” I said, looking over maps. “It’s going to get harder to have a large presence here without drawing attention, especially with his rogues trying to jump over the line all the time,” Pike said. “Yeah, I know we don’t want to rush this but I don’t think we have a choice. We need to strike ASAP, and by that I mean like tomorrow night,” I said. “I’m leaving now to go meet with Zach’s Beta and see what their
~Ridge’s Point of View~Tyra had been gone a few hours and I wasn’t sure if I should mind-link her or give her space. She doesn’t talk about her dad, her childhood. I know little bits but she was always kept away from the pack for the most part. I knew the broader story but not the emotional angle of it from her perspective. So I had no clue if this was difficult for her or what. But she’s so stubborn and hardheaded about showing emotion she probably wouldn’t tell me anyhow.“I just saw Pike back at the packhouse, he was speaking with our Luna and organizing dinner,” Louis, one of my warriors said.“Good, he was only gone a couple of hours and most of that would have been his travel. Must have been a short meeting, link everyone to meet here at 8 for a br
~Ridge’s Point of View~Maybe I should have noticed, but I didn’t. The Alpha for Pale Moon, Tyra’s previous pack, had been gone all day. Now that I was seeing him again, I was curious. I gauged who he was speaking with, Alpha Fox from Hollow Hill. He had been gone all day too.“Alphas, anything new to report,” I asked, barging in on their conversation.“Yeah. We were out just getting a few things for a contingency plan, should be coming up any minute,” Fox said.I raised my eyebrow and looked at Nate who had just gotten to my side.*I only just found out, they got weapons,* Nate said, over mind-link.Fox and the others had tu
We made our way to our scouting location without another incident. We were checking out a watch tower. Someone passed me binoculars and I quickly began looking around. It didn’t seem like anyone was there. I estimated the tower to only be about a quarter mile over the property line.“Doesn’t seem like anyone is there,” Jake said, sneaking up on me.“You’re not supposed to be so close,” I said, annoyed.“Dude nobody knows this area better than me, I spent a lot of fucking nights in that tower,” he said, defiant.“Link some of your guys, see what they’re saying,” I said. He nodded.“Greg’s location is empty too, about four miles west of he
~Tyra’s Point of View~“He’s just so incredible! I mean yeah, he kind of looks like a caveman, and ohh let me tell you he was rough with me like one too! But I fucking loved it,” Vanessa said, rubbing her arms.“Do I have to hear this .. all night,” I whined.“Yes! You do damn it! If I can’t gush to you about my mate, then I only have mom and that’s just not happening,” she said, plopping on the bed.My parents had gone to Ridge’s pack, to help with things while most of the men were gone. We’d called them about an hour ago and they were wrangling some pups, trying to help get them ready for bed.“But even though he’s huge and sol
There was no time and not nearly enough hands to try and put it out. Our best hope was to evacuate everyone, unless driving everyone out of the house to be exposed was their plan. I quickly noticed there were already a lot of broken windows and my heart sank at how terrified everyone must be. My eyes darted to the trees, and I made at least seven sets of wolf eyes staring back at me. I spun around and moved back out front where I saw more people teleporting in, and more leaving. Zach was now here. “What do you know,” he said, running toward me. “At least seven wolves in the woods to the side of the house that’s on fire,” I said, catching my breath. “I made several out by my house, running toward the training grounds,” my
~Ridge’s Point of View~The fight broke out before it should have, before we had the numbers. However, the longer it went on the more reinforcements we had pouring in. Not to mention that Tyson was quite literally a wild beast, ripping out throats left and right. I was damn well going to invite him to help us train sometime.*Where is Zander,* I asked Pike and Nate.*No clue,* Nate said.*Don’t know,* Pike said.I felt a sudden pain in my chest, Tyra. She was scared, literally terrified. I was feeling her through our bond. Why would she be scared? She’s supposed to be-I was taken out of my thoughts as I felt the roar of a wolf behind me, I jerked m
~Tyra’s Point of View~ My thoughts were all over the place. When your pack hurts, you hurt, but obviously this was my first time feeling this pain. Several had been killed tonight, and I felt it in my bones. I felt the anguish of those suffering from injuries. I needed to do more, this was my pack. But right now, there was nothing I could do … not until Zander was dead. My she-wolf warriors had shoved me out the door until we were outside and close to the forest. I pleaded with them, I told them I would not leave my Alpha. I would not leave the injured. By the time we finished our argument I could hear Zander’s voice. It carried in the wind and echoed off the forest, he was out front. I convinced the ladies to shift back and we crept around the far side of the building. My heart nearly exploded whe
~Epilogue~ ~Four Months Later~ ~Missy’s Point of View~ “Are you sure you’re ready to try this baby,” Nate asked, from underneath me. I made a face, since I was already struggling like hell with my current position. I was splayed out across the top of Nate’s body with my back to his chest. My hair was likely suffocating him. Between everything with the village and having little Fisher, we rarely take advantage of the witches’ offers to send us somewhere exotic anymore. But tonight had been planned for weeks, and both grandmas were handling things so we could have a weekend away. However, I still had to have Kendra pop in every 12 hours
~Missy’s Point of View~ ~Next Month~ “Kendra I don’t understand, what’s so important that you had to--” I fumbled into the dark room to find the light, wondering why she was dragging me into the daycare at 8pm on a Friday night. I flicked the switch and my jaw dropped. “SURPRISE!!!” I gasped and covered my mouth as everyone cheered and shouted. There were balloons all over and confetti flew through the air. I looked next to Renata and saw a giant cake, easily four tiers. On top was a brown haired doll in a shiny red dress just like she’d made me for the dance. There were two males in tuxedos both holding on to the doll.
~Missy’s Point of View~ *Are you really not going to shift back,* I said, feeling defeated. My wolf and I laid in front of the packhouse and everyone gawked at us. It had been hours and hours since my shift, and my wolf seemed to be content to stay. She was still mad that I forced her shift early, she was mad that our mates weren’t here to see it and help. She was determined to stay until she got to see them and offer a piece of her mind. I was certain her little badass attitude would fall away once she saw them. The humans were very curious about her, and she let them pet her. She thought it made her feel special and important. Admired, when she couldn’t get that satisfaction from her mates. “Everyone can
~Nate’s Point of View~Could there be anything more impossible than both my mates needing me and having to choose? Missy only gets her first shift once, we had to know it would happen after getting marked. But we couldn’t put off the invasion, not when the Shadows were all ready to go.Would Ryan have been okay without me? Probably. It wasn’t like I did anything but try to comfort him anyhow. This was a whole new dynamic that would take some real thought. Two mates absolutely dependent on me, and Ryan having two dependent on him as well. We were as joined as three people could be. If you’d asked me even a month ago who I would choose in a moment like this, of course I’d have said Missy. She should always be the number one choice. But now I also know, if anything happened to Ryan it would positively devas
~Renata’s Point of View~ I felt Diego now as if he were so close, but I still couldn’t mind-link him. I watched out the window as there was a crazy rain storm that seemed to come and go, then a glowing light in the distance made my jaw drop. I quickly opened my two windows in shock, trying to be sure I was seeing things correctly. A forest fire. Ohh goddess! They’ll never put that out! They’re gonna burn the damn pack to the ground! Oh fuck I gotta get outta here! My mind went into overdrive and I suddenly had to wonder if I could shift and be able to get out of the ankle cuff, I’d have a smaller leg. Would that work? Desperate times Renata… I cle
~Ryan’s Point of View~I hadn’t been in the battle of Blood Claw, but everyone damn well knew the stories. A witch that could raise the dead, use them as a fucked up to way to fight your enemy. And in smoke so thick you can’t even see what’s coming at you? I didn’t sign up for this shit!*Renata, it’s all for her. We are here for her,* Huck reminded me.*It’s all for killing our fucking father,* I reminded him.We all had knives or daggers of some sort, but no guns. Did guns even work against the dead? Did knives? Fuck if I know, there isn’t a training manual for batshit crazy witches!*Katrina thinks this wit
~Missy’s Point of View~ I can only make popcorn for so damn long, what am I going to do for all these people tonight? On top of that, I had a huge migraine and my skin was just super itchy. Maybe if I could sneak away and get a bath I’d feel better. I was already sick of the wink and nudge act from Nate’s mom who kept finding excuses to look at my neck. Although, several people did. They said I smelled different and of course everyone knew what that meant. “We’ll have to have a proper Luna ceremony,” someone said. I had no idea what that entailed, but with my mates gone and my best friend kidnapped it was hardly something I could waste my brain space on for now.
~Diego’s Point of View~ I stood on the practically barren Blood Claw lands, and could hardly imagine what this looked like once upon a time. Tyson didn’t much like to talk about his childhood, he said he was just a mindless zombie doing and going where he was told much like everyone else. That was hard for me to believe now, knowing how strong and confident he was today. But I guess we were all children at some point, just eager to please our parents. Goddess knows I was always trying to prove myself. I had a massive family but we were now spread out all over the place. My parents still live with my youngest sister who has yet to shift. I have no clue what they’ll do when they finally have an empty house, maybe … just maybe I could convince them to come here. They didn
~Renata’s Point of View~ After Tyler’s stupid ass witch succeeded in scaring the shit out of me, everyone left me alone. One of the cooks from the packhouse I knew so well … an older female named Mary, brought me some fruits and finger foods. She refused to really look at or speak to me though. I couldn’t hold it against her, she was obviously scared. Sometime around two in the morning I did drift off to sleep, though it was so light and paranoid I woke barely feeling I’d slept. The sun was up, yet I was still here. I absolutely did dream I woke up back at home, in the strong arms I’d come to know so well. To depend on. How’s this possible? Aren’t they coming for me?