I woke up without any pain for the first time in days. It didn’t feel good though, I knew it had come at a cost. I soon found out just how steep it was when a towering, amazon-like Mina flew into my room.The breakfast tray she was carrying hit the floor and I was sent sprawling with a vicious slap across my cheek.“Seraphine is dead! What the fuck did you do to her?” she screamed, her neck muscles rigid as I cowered beneath her.“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”“You don’t mean it! You’re just looking out for yourself, you feel better, at the expense of my only friend here’s life!” she raged. Kicking the gilded breakfast tea tray into the wall it smashed the remaining bits of porcelain not already decimated “I would never wish that on anyone, please believe me! Austin forced me!”“It’s your demon, so I’ve heard how the hell did he force you?”“You know he could kill me anytime he likes, he is insane!”“You’re a coward, you should have killed yourself, she was fine two days ago, perfectly fine
Luna Madeline is right. War is coming. Austin will be expecting it, we probably don’t have the element of surprise but we have to try. Together in Luna Madeline’s dark and musty drawing room we try to create a plan. “Any ideas?” I say, feeling Alba pushing me to the forefront. “We’re all ears, Alpha Dex, you know my pack does not have warriors to offer but we have different skills,” Luna Madeline said, sitting breathing raggedly. Lifting Ariel’s curse had taken more out of her than she wanted to let us know. Olaf fetched a cup of broth and a blanket, tending to her carefully. “I have several hundred warriors Dex, you know we will fight alongside you,” Alpha Frank said and I felt my heart rise with pride. With everyone else sat down, Glenn cradling Ariel close to him watching me with pained, blue eyes I felt the gears in my mind turning. “I want to send a unit to attack, and if necessary, kill Roxie and take the summoning stone. What we do with it after that I don’t know but i
Dex and I spent hours on that balcony. As he unburdened his hidden fears, he probably felt he was weaking himself before me. In my eyes he was stronger, even taller than before. He was an Alpha, he was born to lead. I knew he would make everyone proud in battle. Over the hours I told him dozens of stupid tales about Roxie and I. The time we once dug underneath the gate to escape. We dug for hours every break for over a week, using little plastic buckets. I had the job of hiding the earth Roxie dug, trying to casually scatter it near other buildings. Every night she would leave a construction of leaves and twigs trying to mask our route. We couldn’t have been older than ten and we felt so grown up with our plan. Roxie talked about how all we needed to do was find a circus. They would employ us, we could wash elephants and perform tricks. I knew Roxie was basing this entirely on one of the library books she’d seen in the library, but she was convinced. The hole was discovered, of co
Trussed up in gold and silk I had to perform like a dancing monkey. “Put a drought on Foxton, no…forest fires!” Eduardo cried giddily. “They are too damp for fires to do any damage,” Austin muttered under his breath.“Let their crops fail,” Luna Gwyneth said coolly. Dressed in a black cape with a grey silk dress she exuded power. How had she hidden that behind a giggling, cooing nonsense for so long? She had everyone fooled.“Mmm, yes, they grow rice in the damper regions, fruits too,” Eduardo said, relaxing into his chair.“No Fyrestone should have its crops fail. They grow nearly everything for the others. All the orchards and grains. Make them suffer. They have nothing outside of that.”Between them the vicious little coven of bullies spent considerable time planning the downfall of their so-called allies. How many years had they sat together across various Conferences, eaten, drank and even danced together on occasion. It was mind boggling.I was the monkey, the cheap little ente
It was a close call but just before midnight Alpha Frank’s troops from Jura appeared. Exactly as promised as our fire torches blazed we heard the heavy, weary sound of footsteps. The bulky men were representative of their pack leader. Horrifically strong, their muscles masked by flesh. No six-packs on display, just lethal strength and guts.Their chief warrior Azus shook my hand and gave a bow. Draped in brown leather pleats with gold embellishments, Alpha Frank's second in command was a notorious warrior. As round as a cow, thigh as thick as my torso he was a monstrous figure. His shadow alone would probably make the Greenway fighters run for their lives given their weak reputation. I was immensely grateful he was on our side. Alba is tough, strong and resourceful, he isn’t a buffalo on legs like this guy. /Fuck off/ Alba muttered in irriration, /we shall see who is swiftest into battle./The lecture halls and classrooms of the Compound had been cleared out. All students who weren’t
Olaf was the quietest companion. With the suppliers on our backs we didn’t shift form, weaving our way through the damp muddy tracks that made up Luna Madeline’s Foxton pack. I was grateful for his guidance.Changed into black leggings and a tunic dress with sturdy boots I had to top over muddy bogs, clamber over fallen trees and practically job to keep up with him. The one big difference was seeing his eyes. For the first time his hair was pulled back from his face. Tied up in a knot, secured by a long silver pin I imagined he kept as a weapon. His golden eyes scanned constantly. If a seed pod fluttered to the ground, he paused.We didn’t sleep, he passed me snacks from his bag as we walked. Even stopping to relieve myself felt as though I was delaying us unnecessarily. Perhaps I was a hindrance, maybe it would have been sensible to send another person of Olaf’s skill instead of me. All I had to offer was the connection to Roxie.“It’s time to drink the bottle she gave you,” he whisp
/Breathe through it, just breathe through it/ Bree urges me for the thousandth time. I can't, I just scream in agony as the poker stabs into my leg again. He’s gone for a place he’s already burnt one, searing my raw, bleeding wood all over again. I howl in agony, twisting and shaking my head wildly.“You know how to make this stop Roxie!” Austin screams, pacing around as Zaw adds more logs to the fire. “Just say what I need to hear and you’re free!”They’ve been jabbing me that long he’s had to restart the fucking fire. My right leg is a mess of red welts. A series of horrific lumps and bumps, red and angry covered my thigh. The longer he pressed the poker to the flesh the angrier the wound. Slug-shaped boils are forming, flinching away from the red-hot poker makes them crack and weep clear liquid.The room stank of burning flesh. I’d already been sick once. Bree was right there, frantically trying to heal me. All my energy was going into not cracking. The rock was right there in fron
Dusk was approaching as Azus and I headed the dozens of wolves under our command ever westwards. Greenway was approaching. There were skirmishes, small traps we largely avoided. The main battle was to come, we all knew that. My aim was to ensure Alpha Austin was focused on Fyrestone, I want his eyes on me for when I go to rip his throat out. I know exactly how Glenn felt. His wolf seemed to tread lighter, now bouncier along the paths knowing that he had taken just vengeance on Luna Gwyneth. We reached a river with a narrow stone bridge. Azus broached it first and then howled as a silver tipped arrow landed into his shoulder. /Attack, this is it!/ bellowed out across the mindlink. Arrows rained down upon us. This had to be Cliffrill. They were known for these kinds of attacks.After surviving a rainstorm of deadly arrows their wolves came charging towards us. Eduardo is a jet back wolf like myself. I once thought we were similar characters but whatever had blinded him so fatally was
###ONE YEAR LATER###KATESo I’m Luna Kate now. We had a big, outdoor ceremony that everyone appeared to see. Dex wore all black, looking absolutely unreal. I wore a long fitted red gown, in keeping with the ruby in his eyes and the colours of Fyrestone. Almost everybody was there, of course Roxie was not.Dex and I have taken the bike to Verna a few times since that first outing. I think it’s his favourite thing to do when life gets a bit much. We also haven’t made it back once without having stopped mid-way home. Something about the adrenalin of the tattoo gun I guess.I did get a tattoo added for Roxie in the end. It took me a while to think about what I wanted but in the end I had a twisting, mixed up lightning bolt. Not a cheesy, pointy outline, but the crackling, thin shards that splinter across a dark sky. It is on the side of my ribs, surrounded by the constellations of the Fyrestone compound.It stood for all the lightning and thunderstorms we sheltered in together as children
Just for a while we switched off. There was a whole world of shit to deal with back at the packhouse. Dex hadn’t yet mentioned the gigantic black opal ring of his fathers that was now on his hand either. The drunken bonfire blowout tonight sounded absolutely perfect to be honest, it wasn’t even something I usually enjoyed doing. So much had happened it sounded amazing to just relax for a few hours.I knew he was stressed about Rhett being so weakened, the fact there was no way Glenn and Ariel would be able to live happily under the scorching sun of Fyrestone. However right now, tearing along the red dust ground at a dangerously fast speed it didn’t matter for a while.He took the bends with rough, sharp leans that made me hold my breath and cling onto his chest for dear life as we raced across the desert plains. His leather jacket smelt so delicious, the bonfire scent that first captured my heart fast becoming a permanent part of me. I wondered if he found himself smelling of grass e
Finally, after what feels like weeks we are back in Fyrestone. The whole campus turns out to greet our return. Matt and Felix are treated like living gods, one blonde girl with red lipstick, Cherry I think, particularly clinging onto Matt as the student feted two of their own winning a war.The cars that arrived to fetch us from Foxton were gratefully received. The men were tired and ready to recuperate. Of course, it was only what was expected of them. To be classed as a Warrior meant to risk your lives and battle for the pack. Fyrestone had lost several men as well. A lot of them nearer my fathers generation, men he was reluctant to let out to pasture. My selection of younger, sleeker warrior students and recent graduates had all survived. My father and Rose were waiting at the Packhouse for us, alongside a scarily-slimmed down Rhett. His ashy blonde hair tied in a topknot and a smile brimming on his ridiculously bushy beard. If he had looked almost feral before, he certainly did
With a heavy heart we had to leave. Cliffrill, Foxton and other packs needed Dex’s presence. When I told Roxie she was almost enthusiastic at the prospect of being left. “Go, go be the Luna, it’s fine. I don’t want everyone here watching me scab over anyway.” she had insisted.I did wonder how much of it was getting rid of me, or knowing that the sooner we left the sooner Felix would be gone. He tried again to talk to her but Mina had to show him out when Roxie refused to see him.Now Mina and Olaf are mated, very happily so by the sounds ringing out day and night she is coming with us. So we have had to entrust Roxie’s final healing to Etherly. Still a petite, sour faced little thing I sat her down for a talk as we prepared to leave.“Are you happy Austin has gone?”“Not particularly,” she said with a scowl, her petite features against twenty years every time she creased up so sourly. “I had a good life here.”“There is nothing to stop you having a good life elsewhere. This place was
Fuck me I owe Olaf a drink. Maybe ten. He can have every jewel in this shithole.The sight of Kate standing there in the gardens, not that she was really eyeing up the silent giant was enough to make Alba go wild. The green silk slip she wore was fluttering softly in the breeze, her eyes so brown and soulful combined with that honey hair. I was rock hard before I even stood behind her.Now I’m watching as my mate keeps her eyes on me, unzipping my pants on her knees. I know it’s maybe immature, enjoying the risk of being outside but it’s something Alba and I have in common. Fuck, it’s clearly something Kate likes too, she’s been bent over a balcony howling before now so this is junior league in comparison.When she started teasing me, suggesting things I could do to her she had no idea how wild it drives me. Or maybe she does know exactly what she’s doing, in which case she deserves my cock in her mouth even more.Her plump perfectly pink lips kissing and wrapping around the head of m
The tender-hearted bear of a man who waited outside the door was soon replaced by a different beast entirely. On waking up he flexed his Alpha authority with ease. Ordering his collection of men into different brigades, plus reserves arrived with supplies and information. Almost twenty hours after the battle was won and the dust was starting to settle.A constant flurry of decisions had to be made. Dex, now sat in the library answered dozens of questions. Dispensing supplies, where everything needed to go and handling every kind of diplomatic crisis. We received an update on Rhett, he had been successfully taken by the Fyrestone and was under care.Glenn would still be heading back to Foxton to inform Luna Madeline but a scout had returned from his group to confirm Eduardo was being held captive. His pack were apparently only too happy to place him under arrest. It was peculiar how no local rebellion occurred. Fyrestone’s warriors were allowed across the territory without difficulty.
Hours of chanting, each of us holding Roxie’s charred hand or foot as Olaf mixed herbs and guided our voiced was exhausting. My head dropped, fighting waves of tiredness after days of running from Foxton. Olaf and Felix had battled too, their red wounds matching Roxie’s battered form. It was peculiar to feel the ebb and flow of her body. I would feel warmth and a pulse only for it to simmer away. Her breathing was barely there, her chest flickering instead of rising. Her wolf was pushing itself to the limits and there was no way of knowing what would happen.On the sofas, rapidly staining with blood as her wounds seeped, we surrounded her with our love. As dawn broke over a new day Mina looked around and clanged the cymbals.Olaf began to shake his head in failure, the herbs, hair and peculiar rocks he had procured moved to one side. He was accepting defeat. I couldn't. I gave my last bit of energy, chanting louder, closer to her ear praying with everything I had that she would choos
After swimming in the blackness, for what could have been years or seconds I was calm. Unable to form a thought, feel any pain I simply existed in a pool of darkness. That almost-tumbling feeling of falling asleep, when you’re just on the brink of accepting tiredness, was the only sensation. Then the pungent, unmistakable scent of burning hair entered the darkness.The first emotion and clear thought that dripped into my awareness was the fear that the smell was sulphur. That Berlarot even in death remained tied to me.As my senses slowly strengthened, like a slow turning up of volume I found my inner voice. Another thought occurred when I realised it was not Berlarot, was the assumption that the burning smell was my own hair. Perhaps the tower was burning, maybe Kate had done something marvellous and saved everyone.Kate. My sister.I’d left her. I’d jumped and left her to the mercy of Austin. A coward till the end. Death is the correct path for me.Thoughts swam around in the black
What the hell has happened here. We’ve saved the fucking day and I’m getting shit for it.As she vanished around the corner the blonde girl with blue eyes approached. “I’m Mina, I did not want to get Kate’s hopes up but I think…Roxie needs a healer. She might not be completely gone yet.”I groaned, rubbing my face. We’re just a collection of fighters, “Azus, do you?” knowing the answer would be a no before he walked off to check on his injured men. Then, as quiet as a tiger through the trees Olaf came into view. He was completely naked, his grey hair shorn, eyes shimmering gold and yellow.He walked down the grassy path, all of us staring at his intimidating presence. Was he some kind of fucking sun god? Blessed with serious muscles and abs behind all that weird grey hair it felt as though we were all meeting him for the first time.Ignoring everyone’s stares he fixed his eyes on the tall, blonde Mina. We all saw her breath catch, her eyes widen as she fell under some kind of spell. F