"What do you want to do for your birthday, honey? You keep brushing it off, but it's in 5 days, so we must plan something!" My mother says to me. I groan in response.
"Why do we have to do something! Can't we just hang out at home and watch movies"
"For your 18th birthday! Come on, pick something fun. You don't even need to have me and your father with you. Enjoy not having any responsibilities while you still can." I roll my eyes but start to think about what she said. I could make my brother drive me and my best friend, Sophie, around the pack bars. We're werewolves, which means it takes a lot for us to get drunk, let alone incoherently drunk, so our legal drinking age is 18.
"Fine, get Seth to be mine and Sophie's DD. But let’s do it this weekend, you know my first shift will take a lot out of me." I say.
Mom smirks, seemingly satisfied with herself, and turns her attention back to the path before us. We were walking home from school. She trains some boys there during wolf training, so we always walk home together. My mother is an impressive warrior, better than some of our strongest male warriors, so it's insulting that she's forced to train freaking high school boys. Women weren't allowed to train in our pack; it was kind of fucking barbaric, but that's how it was. She is only properly trained because she grew up in another pack but turned out to be mated to my father and switched packs.
I'm abruptly pulled out of my thoughts when the sirens start blaring, signaling we are under attack. Shit! We're nowhere near the bunkers!
"Amara! Go climb that tree right now and stay up there," my mother says calmly before pulling some anti-scent spray out of her bag and tossing it at me. "Climb as far up as you can, and make sure you're covered. This isn't a rogue attack; there are vampires here," she says, pale but still trying to keep her composure.
I move on autopilot, doing what she says. I spray myself with the anti-scent spray so they can't scent me near the tree, run to it, and climb up. I'm running on pure adrenaline. When I get up as far as my limbs would take me, I look down, trying to find a branch where I could get a general idea of what's going on while still staying hidden. I wish I hadn't looked. When I looked down, I saw 3 vampires running right to where my mother's gorgeous honey-colored wolf was hiding in the bushes. I quickly sent her a mindlink to warn her,
'Mama! 3 coming right at you.'
She doesn't respond, but I see her ready her stance before she crouches down and springs from behind the bush at them, taking one of their heads clean off. The other two don't miss a beat before they jump at her, but she's not at all phased. She effortlessly rips one's arm off while the other crawls on her back. She immediately crouches down, rolls over, which forces him off and jumps at him, crushing his skull in her jaws. The third bloodsucker lunges for her throat, but her wolf sidesteps, and he goes crashing into the ground. She uses his fuck up and jumps on top of him, ripping him to pieces. I told you, my mom is a badass.
I let out a sigh of relief, but it was premature when easily a dozen others I didn't notice come out of nowhere. I suck in a sob, Mom may be a badass, but there's no way she can take on that many alone. They swarm her, and she lets out a vicious snarl that I could even hear all the way up here. There's a ray of hope when I see a group of warriors rushing towards her. My father was the head warrior; there was no way he would leave his mate and his daughter out here to fight on their own. Proving me right, my dad's gray wolf is leading them and heading straight to my mother. The warriors reach the vampires and jump right at them, but it's not enough. There were still two stuck to my mother, and I watched in horror as one mercilessly ripped her throat out.
My father, instantly feeling her loss, lets out the most strangled whimper I've ever heard. He shifts into his human form, leaving him utterly vulnerable while the agony of losing his fated mate overcomes his body. You can probably guess what happened next as a vampire takes advantage of his position. It happens so quickly; I don't even know if he realized he would die.
I'm frozen. I stare at the lifeless bodies of my parents in horror. When I can't stand the sight anymore, I try to turn away without creating too much movement that might draw attention and silently sob to myself. My heart felt like it was burning alive in my chest, this despair would swallow me whole.
The sirens blared for another 2 hours and only turned off when the threat was gone. We've had rogue attacks that we neutralized within minutes; this must have been almost as bad as the vampire attack that massacred our pack when I was only a couple months old. I wait a little bit and then climb down from my tree. The bodies of my parents were no longer there, so our pack members must already be cleaning up.
I let my legs carry me to my home. I open up the door and fall to my knees. I should check in with the Alpha and Beta, I should mindlink to make sure Seth is ok, and I should be out there helping with the cleanup. Still, I can't do anything except sob like a broken woman in my doorway. I don't know how long I sit there. However, eventually, I get up, walk to my parents' room, where their scent is still strong, and collapse in their bed before darkness overtakes me.
A brightness shines through my closed eyes, signaling I've probably slept too late. I open my eyes and groggily reach for my phone to check the time. 10:04, great. Felix, my mate and the beta of our pack, probably turned off my alarm again. I could just stay in bed; besides, it's not like I have anything to do besides being my mate's housewife. I had hoped that by turning out to be mated to the beta, I would be able to do more than simply waste away as his eye candy. But alas, my only privileges as the beta female were an occasional training session and getting to plan the big lavish parties for the alpha. Woo-hoo. Other than that, I only got to accompany Felix to pack meetings, parties off territory the allied packs would throw, and again, basically be his eye candy wherever he went. One positive was that Sophie had turned out to be mated to the gamma, so she was there whenever I was forced to be with all the ranked females. It didn't come as a surprise that she was mated to Gamma Co
As soon as I made it home, I let my tears fall. I'm humiliated and confused. Sophie followed me home and just hugged me while I cried, not saying anything. I feel Tamisra's white-hot rage start flowing through me; she's furious that our mate disrespected us, furious that he would do it with a pack member who we have to face. It seems she missed the part where I realized I didn't feel a thing. She's pacing around in my head, growling, but stops in her tracks when she realizes too. 'How is that possible, Tamisra?' I ask her, hoping she has an answer. She thinks for a minute, but her answer only makes everything worse. 'The only logical answer is that he's not our mate.' 'You use the term 'logical' loosely; you identified him as our mate; we marked and mated. How does that make any sense?' 'I don't know, I don't know! But if he was our fated mate, we would have felt it; there's no way to block that off! Not even a witch who can manipulate bonds can block off the pain of a betrayal!'
It's about midnight now, and I'm huddled in my parent's house. No one ever moved in after they died, and Felix made sure the omegas kept it clean even though I never came here; it hurt too bad. Everything was the same as it was the day they died. I sat on the couch, knowing I only had to wait another half hour until the coast would be clear. Shift change for border patrol was an hour ago, and they usually scour this area first because it's the easiest. It's too open for rogues to hide out waiting to attack, but it's also so small that it only takes them around a half hour to get done over here. I heard them about 15 minutes ago, so I turned all the lights off and acted like I would be going to bed. It wasn't a secret I was here, just a secret that I wouldn't be staying here. I looked around my childhood house, committing it to memory. I had so many memories here. My heart was heavy as I walked around the house, unable to stop myself. I went into my parent's room, wishing this was all
We woke up with the sun high in the sky, meaning we overslept again! Shit! I didn’t realize how exhausted we would both be. Tamisra didn’t seem too concerned, so I guess it didn’t throw us off schedule too much, but I really did not want to spend the night in the rogue areas. ‘You worry too much; if we get started now, we can clear the area by nightfall.’‘Yeah, that’s great and all, but I was hoping we could eat. We’ll need energy if we encounter any rogues, and we haven’t eaten since breakfast yesterday morning.’‘Fine, I’ll block you out and catch us a quick snack. Any preferences? Deer, fox, maybe a wild boar?’ she said while snickering at me as I gagged. She blocked me out, and I just went to the deep recesses of my mind and curled up. Now that I had time to let everything sink in, I didn’t feel so broken over this. I worried my mate would still want me if I bore another man’s mark. I would explain everything to him and hope for his understanding. Most people don’t save themsel
I don't know how long we slept, no sun was peeking into our little hiding spot to give me a hint, but I didn't care; there was no way I could continue this journey being severely weakened. I move my shoulder, it's a little stiff, but the discomfort doesn't bother me. I try to look at my other wounds, but it's dark in this thicket. My werewolf sight gives me a general idea that they've all closed, though. When I go to get up, I realize there's a warmth sitting next to me. The fuck? Did Bambi come home last night or some shit? The little ball of warmth moves, and I realize it's a cat. It stretches out and then comes up to me, purring and rubbing itself all over me. How did a cat get in here? I knew we were near a pack and not in the middle of nowhere anymore, but I didn't expect to wake up to a cat next to me. But regardless, I pet the little furball anyways."How did you get here, little one? You know I don't have any food for you." I say while scratching its chin. The mention of foo
We're only about a mile or two away from the Ivory Moon's border when Tamisra tells me to shift back to human form and walk the rest of the way. Her legs were obviously tired, but she kept us going throughout the night. I would guess it's around 5 am because the sun is just starting to rise. It would only take me 20 minutes to get to the border, so I shift back and put on some clothes. I probably smell horrible and don't even want to know what's made its way into my hair. I get Nisha out of the duffel bag, and he stretches his legs before plopping on his side. "Seriously? You've been in that duffel bag for how long and still don't want to walk?" I say as I pick him up and hold him in both arms. He meows at me but then starts purring as I pet him while we walk. I eventually can make out the border, where two wolves and a female in her human form are patrolling. Luck is on my side; I thought I would have to wait around until border patrol crossed this way. As I approach, the wolves ra
His ice-blue eyes are cold and calculating. I feel like he's staring right into the depths of my soul. Refusing to show weakness, I hold his gaze, but Tamisra is going crazy in my head. 'Let me out, let me out! I need to see,' she says while pushing her way forward to share my sight. I'm too shocked to shove her back; she never acts like this. Her dark blue eyes must be swirling into my green because I see his ice blue eyes start to bleed brown, showing his wolf must have also come forward. I'm frozen as I take him in. He's all Alpha male, he has chestnut brown hair pulled into a man bun, and the scruff on his face is the same color. His jawline is so sharp it could slice through glass, and yeah I wouldn’t mind sitting on those perfect plump lips. His muscles are clearly straining against his black shirt and I do my best not to stare too hard at those delicious arms I feel my cheeks turn pink because of my dirty thoughts, and Tamisra sending me…interesting images of him isn't help
I watch as the girl and Seth walk out of my office. I was a little taken aback by her; I didn't expect her to be so…interesting? That's an understatement because I want to follow her to her room and listen to her talk in that angel's voice for hours. No woman has ever caught my attention like that before. I've had my fair share, but it was always hookups. I've never had trouble getting a woman; they're always willing to bed an Alpha. I only kept affairs outside my pack, though. That shit can get too messy, and I have way better things to worry about than catfights between pack members over petty love disputes. I pour myself a glass of bourbon while I think about this girl. If she wasn't Seth's sister, I'd be suspicious about her; a fake mate bond is no easy feat. But I didn't detect a lie, and I've heard her brother talk shit on the fake mate plenty of times before he even knew the mating bond wasn't natural. I growl when I think about her and another man, my wolf Adonis only feeding
I watch from the trees as Amara kills the Vampire King, staring at his body like a woman possessed. The feathers of the blue jay I shifted into ruffle in anger as I watch the Demon King, the man responsible for the destruction of my life, approach her and put an arm around her lovingly. I resist the urge to squawk in anger, remembering the loving arms of my own mother. The mother fled the underworld with her twin boys in tow because she was forced to work in the brothels, constantly being denied the position of a castle servant by the King. That was all we incubi and succubi were suitable for sex and slave work, in his eyes. So, my poor mother, unable to bear having her body used to keep me and Axel fed and safe, fled to Earth. Only we were worse for wear there, unable to blend in when we were amongst humans, and no hope of a werewolf pack or Fae court taking us in. So, we build a house in rogue lands, somewhere no sane supernatural being ever ventured to, and no human ever came
Surrounded by Violet, Serena, Cici, and Sophie, I look at myself in the mirror as Aylin finishes my makeup and Gemma does my hair. Aylin must hold more magic than I thought because she managed to cover up these bags under my eyes. I almost look like I did pre-motherhood, minus the breast pump milking me like a cow. Remind me why I insisted on having my Luna ceremony, the equivalent of my wedding, after I had Delaney? Because I wanted to drink at my own ceremony? It seemed so logical at the time. Now, I wanted to go back in time and slap me upside the head, Aylin style. Delaney screams in Sophie's arms in protest at how long it's taking me to pump. In the hospital, the nurses and pediatrician on the postpartum unit said she lost too much weight by the time she was 24 hours old. It was before my milk supply came in, so they put it down to lack of production, but when I filled up a syringe with colostrum, they had a lactation consultant come see me. She had said Delaney's latch wasn't
Three weeks laterI breathe through another contraction. They're coming every five minutes now, but I didn't exactly feel like going to the hospital just to be sent home for another false alarm like I did last week. 'Uh, you going to explain why I feel like I'm being ripped apart from the inside every five minutes for the last two hours?' I hear Roman's voice come through my head as I feel the contraction start to come down'It's still early labor, probably. No sense in going to the hospital yet, if it even is actual labor.' I tell him'Alright, well, I'm coming back in and getting the hospital bag, so we're ready. The books said once they're every five minutes, we should think about heading in,' he reminds me.I don't respond just as I'm hit with another contraction and suddenly feel like I peed myself. Oh, good Goddess, here we go. I put my walls up so he doesn't have to feel anything.'Scratch that, my water just broke,' I say, and not even twenty seconds later, he appears next to
One week later That’s precisely what we did. We had funerals for those that wanted their loved ones buried and ceremonies for those who opted for them to be burned on pyres. Max, being a ranked member, was burned on a pyre with the entire pack present. We put some of his ashes in an urn necklace for Serena and then released him into the river. While I’ve seen Roman tear up, or get choked up, that night, he cried with his head in my lap. He fell asleep after hours, and I didn’t dare move a muscle all night. My heart was already broken for him; Max was Roman’s Sophie, but something about seeing my brooding Alpha mate break down like that killed a piece of me. Serena wasn’t doing any better; one of us was still with her almost all the time. I spent a couple nights with her, but mostly Cici was staying with her since they were always connected at the hip anyways. It was an effort to get her to eat or even go outside, but I wouldn’t give up on her; both she and Max deserved better than t
I hated battle, but I hated the aftermath even more. I made a list of all the fallen I could identify, so I could visit their families later. The ones I couldn't, their family or packmates who saw them fall would have to report to me, and I'd go from there. Aston and Seth took Max's body to the morgue before we were even back. Fuck that hurt. My best friend since we were fucking pups. Gone. Fucking gone. What was the point? The point of all this death and destruction? I stopped in my tracks, shutting my eyes as they became glossy. His death will gut me until the day I die. The day I die? I'm immortal. Fuck. I could live another thousand years, and I wouldn't have seen him for over nine hundred and fifty of them. How is that fair? And Serena. I have yet to find anyone who wasn't of Alpha blood, or royalty in Armaros' case, that lived past the first year of their mate dying. But we would do everything in our power to take care of and be there for her regardless. I wouldn’t let Max’s
I watch in horror as Silas grabs Adonis’ face, Silas’ red eyes glowing into the night, and Adonis…Adonis goes limp. I waste no time before concentrating on Silas’ body and start burning him. He screams, and Adonis goes absolutely feral and proceeds to rip his own body apart. I pull my powers back immediately, and they both stop thrashing. Adonis’ eyes are glowing red now, and terror, like no other, seizes me when Silas grabs him by both ears, twisting his neck, and Adonis does nothing to fight back. I look to my father, who is holding his own against the group of vampires attacking him, but can’t help me or be distracted without risking his own life. Then, I look around for Aylin, Az, Seth, or anyone to jump in and help, but no one is around. “No one is coming to rescue you this time, my sweet Amara,” Silas hisses I only stare at him and then at my mate. Maybe…maybe…I slam my mental talons into Roman’s mind, but he only whimpers and starts to thrash again. “Aht, at. You may be powe
It’s been four days, and Roman’s shadows still haven’t found any evidence of Silas moving toward his home; it looks like he will be coming to us. He’s been rallying all his people into one spot; even people from his kingdom were seen moving out, so everyone is on edge, including me. I suggested moving in once he had them all together, but Roman said it’s better to let him think he has the element of surprise, and it will give us the “home-field advantage.” I wanted to just get it over with; the stakes are so much higher now. Given that we’re unsure if he will lead with those half-Kudde beasts he made, Roman had the security system expanded so my family and I would have time to take off and neutralize that threat. Thayer, Dahlia, and all the troops he planned to send are here. Roman called and updated him on the situation, and he said he’d rather come now if an attack is imminent, so they could get familiar with the land. It was no question whether or not we would be attacked at night
I was finally discharged after my next ultrasound. My powers and Tamisra returned about two hours after my first ultrasound, so I insisted I was ready to go home. But considering it was already eight at night, Roman and the nurses convinced me to stay. I'm at least allowed to eat again, and goddess, I'm fucking ravenous. I feel like I can't eat enough. Roman and the nurse, Jess, tried to get me to slow down, but at my ultrasound, Dr. Crowen said as long as I can handle it, I should eat whenever I want to keep up with baby girl's growth rate. Speaking of, she gained another two ounces overnight. It didn't sound like a big deal to me, but I have no knowledge of anything in the medical field. Dr. Crowen said it was very significant, given that wolf pups are expected to gain two ounces weekly at this stage. Everything points to me going into labor at the end of the month, which I don't want to think about.But this isn't exactly something I can just block out. Thankfully, my dad offered
There's a knock on the door before it opens, and the same person who took me to my MRI, Justin, I think, comes in with a wheelchair. After my MRI, they brought me to a different room with a bigger bed that looked a lot more annoying to move. Honestly, I could have walked. Now that my supernatural healing kicked in, I feel fine. Starving, but fine. The doctors said I have to eat very slowly to get my digestive system working properly again and that if I ate an entire jar of peanut butter like I wanted to, I would just throw it back up immediately and feel like shit. So, my new best friends were crackers with peanut butter and a side of chicken broth. "Hello again, Alpha, Luna. Dr. Crowen is ready for you in the ultrasound room," he says as he locks the wheelchair. I sit up and swing my legs around to get out of bed. Immediately, Roman and Seth jump up, trying to help me. I roll my eyes. "I told you both, I'm fine!" I say, getting up and sitting in the chair Roman's nervousne