The rest of lunch was nowhere near as intense. We made small talk, my father mostly asking about Roman's upbringing and childhood, how he runs his pack, his family…and really just all details about his life. Nosy bastard my father was, but it still warmed my heart nonetheless that he was so interested. He was growing on me, I suppose. I had asked about Azrael, to which Aylin said he likes to spend time in town. She had said it was important for the royal family to be involved with town life, and Azrael took it upon himself most of the time. Afterward, Aylin showed us to our rooms and told us to meet her back in the throne room in fifteen minutes, and she would show us to the training arena. That was ten minutes ago. I was unpacking my clothes and changing into my training attire-just a sports bra and high-rise yoga pants that went to my knees when Roman came up behind me and pulled my back to his chest. One of his hands went to my throat, and the other circled my stomach right abov
We trained for a good three hours, perfecting my aim with magic and quickening my movements. I had a few moments of doing something I didn't know I could do, one of them being that I accidentally took away Aylin's sight and hearing. It took me a few minutes to figure out how to return them to her. At that point, she magically threw me across the field and threatened to rip out my esophagus if I ever did that to her again. I had wanted to watch my dad kick Roman's ass, but I was too caught up with my training. Aylin was a badass, it seemed like she was trained in everything hand to hand, magic, and she was a boss ass bitch with her dagger. I practically begged her to train me with a dagger and twin blades. I did get the upper hand on her once or twice, but both times she managed to get her dagger and held it to wherever she would have stabbed me. I guess I should be proud that she has over 250 years of experience with me, and I held my own. The two of us, plus Roman and Dad, are wa
The next morning, the rest of the gang is finally awake enough to join us for breakfast. I’m buzzing with excitement. My father will start off with magic training, and then I’ll be with Aylin for physical training. Azrael wanted to spar with all the guys, so they won’t be bugging me during training. After that, I plan to explore around here with the girls. I tried to convince Aylin to come with, and after the third “absolutely fucking not” she reached for her dagger and I portaled behind Roman. He had the good sense to stay quiet, but he stiffened, and I swear to Selene I saw him pale slightly. The girls, unable to hide their blatant curiosity, decide to tag along with me to the training grounds. As I’m sitting on one of the chairs while Azrael shows everyone else around, Aylin comes and sits next to me. She places two wooden boxes in my lap. “These are for you. I had the blacksmith make them.” is all she says to me as I look up at her. I look back at the two boxes, the one is lon
The second Amara, ever so gracefully, portaled us back into my territory, everyone except her landing on our asses in my office-if, I might add, I was met by a wide-eyed Aston standing behind my desk. I've known this man my entire life and knew when he was about to say something I wouldn't like. And whatever he was about to say would make me want to turn an entire forest to dust. That much was evident as he stuttered over his first words. "Al-Alpha Roman. I'm glad you're back. We have information on vampire movements," he says, meeting my gaze, but I can see the worry in his eyes. Instantly, I'm on my feet and next to him. "Talk," I say, my cold, no-bullshit exterior immediately falling into place. "They attacked the Red Moon Pack. If they knew she wasn't still there and attacked them to send a message, then we're in deep shit. The Alpha and Luna were killed, and they wiped out over half their warriors before The Allies could get there and neutralize them," he sighs. "They've sin
I watched as everyone dispersed, and I would be lying if I said I didn't feel all warm and fuzzy. I definitely expected there to be outrage that I was the reason the pack was under imminent attack, but not one single word of defiance came. Everyone was on high alert, yet no one even looked worried. I knew Roman's pack was powerful, but standing here now, watching his pack-our pack-move about the territory, I realized, I have no idea what numbers he has. Honestly, I don't know the first thing about how this works beyond we kill them; they kill us. But I suppose I'll find out pretty fucking quick. I didn't realize I was still staring out at them as Roman wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him. "What are you thinking?" he says "I'm thinking I don't know the first thing about war or even what your army looks like, and everything feels so real now, you know? Before I was only your Luna in theory, we only had to worry about this attack in theory…." I say and trail off. He squ
The second Aylin and I cleared the treeline, every godsdamned vampire turned their head to us. I smiled wickedly as the distraction cost some of them their throats getting torn out before they could even process they found who they were looking for. To my wolves' credit, no one even looked at us, refusing to be distracted. Making sure my mental shields were in place, I let loose any hold I had on my power as it surged to my fingertips, and the vampires that remained fell to the ground writhing as I focused on all their nerve endings. They were all dead instantly as their opponents ripped them to shreds. There was a split second of silence before I felt the vibration of feet on the ground. We all braced ourselves, and then a herd of vampires cleared the borderline and jumped right onto us. Black tinted the edges of my vision, and I didn't fight it away this time. I knew my eyes must have been completely black because the battlefield before me took on a dark tint. I spared myself a q
"So…you gonna explain what that was?" I ask Amara as we land in our room "Well, it seems as though I taught myself how to use my mind-reading trick," she says, shaking her head as if she wanted to shake whatever she saw out of her head.Couldn't say I blamed her; I wouldn't want to see what went on in that thing's head."What did you see?" I ask her hesitantly"A bunch of flashes of things that didn't make sense, but they have five thousand vampires left; they started off with ten thousand, but it seems they lost half of them actually finding me, and they undershot their attack here, sending less of them than they had been sending to the other packs. I still don't know what our numbers are like," she says; she sounds a little shaken. "Not five thousand. Half that, maybe a little more," I say, and she nods. Honestly, the numbers were the least of my concern at this point. I needed to know their actual plans; numbers alone don't win you a war. Surely it helps, but it's all strategy.
I wake up to Amara shaking me; a golden light is shining through the curtains, telling me it's probably past five in the afternoon, and I slept way too fucking long. "Aylin just called for us. She said to bring your head warrior, beta, and gamma. She told my dad and Az to come too," Amara says. I look at her; she's sitting up in bed, one leg held to her chest, the other crossed. Her eyes are red like she's been rubbing at them, and the black and blue under them tell me she didn't sleep at all. I can't blame her; I only fell asleep so quickly because I was practically a walking zombie. I got a solid two hours in the morning, but after a battle, it just wasn't enough. "Alright, I'll mindlink them to meet us in my office. Did you sleep?" I ask her, sending them all a quick mindlink. She shakes her head. "Too much on my mind," she mutters, and I nod my head "We'll get through this; plenty of people are on our side. You've come such a long way. I'll hand my soul to Hades himself be