So I froze. His powerful bass voice echoed around the tall buildings. The only sound left was my heart thudding in my chest. In the dusky evening we were entirely alone in the small cobbled square. The scent of bonfire is already mixing in with the flowering pink trees around us. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” he snapped at me. Rooted to the spot, metres away from me, every muscle in his body was rigid. Shocked at the accusation, I couldn't help crying out "I haven't done anything wrong. It's just a nasty rumour!" shivering as the evening cool began to wispily around my bare legs and arms. Raising his arm, with jabbing his finger in my direction he hissed, “you have dragged my name into the mud right before this Conference!” “I haven’t done a thing! I never came to you for help or cheated in any way," trying to keep composed though my resentment at his attitude was rising. "Maybe Rhett is your little helper not me?" he snarled and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at t
I might have said I was going to happily get rid of Kate’s necklace but I guess I’m not in a rush. Not after seeing her face crumble when I told her the basics of the rumours. I didn’t even give her the full details. I didn’t mention Alpha Dex storming into to see the grey owl lookalike Professor Landin. Nor the fact that it’s not just a few people discussing her. I left her there thinking it was just maybe Martha and Sinead and a few others. She is front-page news all over Campus. I heard the last person accused of cheating was expelled from the pack. She’s lucky she’s not in Greenway, not with that humbling practice. Taking your eyes and ears, I wouldn’t dare inflict that on somebody. I don’t want that for her. I just want her to stay the fuck away from Dex. He will be mine. She isn’t what he needs or even wants. She’s still a virgin! I would absolutely rock his world and yet he hasn’t given me a second glance. What started out as practice for seducing the Alpha has turned into
I must be losing my mind. Following her scent to get to her room like a lost puppy. I’ve never done that in my life. Then again I’ve never been spoken to in such a manner before. If she didn’t drive me to distraction, if she could just…act like the rest and fall in line. I had her, I had a fistful of that honey hair, her fresh, grassy scent flooding my mind and my hand poised, ready to find that sweet, soaking centre and she pushes me away! Insulting me at the same time! Slamming the door as I head back inside the packhouse Rhett is waiting for me. His arms are folded and his eyebrows cocked. “Not now,” raising my hand as I ran past him up the stairs. He calmly followed, clearly not taking no for an answer. Since when has my word as an Alpha been so easily ignored? I spun around, my shoes loudly clicking on the tile floor as I came to an abrupt stop, glaring at my best friend and his ridiculous pom-pom hair. “Rhett I don’t know what the fuck you think you’re doing but I said n
I accidentally fell asleep on the roof. I guess looking at the stars soothed me. That and knowing there was no chance of running into anyone. Why did Beta Rhett believe in me and Dex not? How could he see through the lies so easily yet the man my wolf pines for doesn't care. Anger bubbles away because one word from him could silence this whole thing. One announcement at a party was confirming I never asked him for help and my test scores are far from successful and my reputation could be restored. My anger does not last, it is not in my nature to harbour resentment. Not when the only thing I can see is the dawning sun, rising over the olive groves and pink-flowered trees. I pull myself up to sit and hug my legs. The morning breeze is cool and refreshing, my hair whipping around pleasantly. I sigh and resolve to make this the best day I can. /We look after ourselves. To rely on a man such as Alpha Dex would be our downfall, not the rumours/ Raya warned. I nodded in agreement. Conti
I knew it couldn’t be this easy. Berlarot and our deal would have to be discovered eventually. Tottering next to Kate, wishing I didn’t have ankle-clattering wedge heels on compared to her easy, ballet-like walk in sneakers I felt an utter fool. How was I ever going to explain making a deal with a demon? The ultimate taboo of Dark Arts? “Hey, everything will be okay,” Kate said, giving my hand a quick squeeze, “it will be nothing,” and all I could do was nod. It was either that or vomit. The punishment for bonding with a demon, I hadn’t even dared to look up. I knew it was in the Dark Arts library, I’d even held the book but been too afraid to read it. So I had Kate’s opal pendant in my purse, but there was no tangible proof I had done anything to her. It would be my word against hers. It was only some rumours! /This is what happens, I warned you/ Bree scolded, my wolf forever frustrated at my choices. Pacing across the full length of the compound my heart was racing. If they as
How could I be the kind of friend to begrudge Roxie’s joy? Only someone with nothing can understand the unfillable gap in an orphaned soul. The one where all you learn about is a closeness, a happiness that you can never have for yourself. Every alphabet book, every play, every pretend world contained parents, aunts, uncles and happy gatherings. To learn that Roxie had a family out there, even though one branch had died, there might be more out there to discover was amazing. It almost made the fact I am nearly broke bearable. This was Roxie’s day. She practically skipped all the way back to the main Compound, her wedges dancing over the cobbles with no effort. “What were you so afraid of before?” I asked, “you seemed to think you were in trouble?” “Did I?” she asked, swinging her arms giddily and smiling. “You looked just like when you get caught taking food from the kitchen that time, remember when Mrs Rogging shouted and you froze with your hand in the fruit bowl?” “You were
I was right about the early bird catches the worm, I just never expected it to be the wizened, scary-ass old worm I never want to be alone with. As I sat on the bench, idly playing with some vine leaves I toyed over yesterday’s Conference meeting. Twirling the ring from my father absent-mindedly, its black opal revealing fiery folds of orange and red when examined closely. I should wear it all the time, instead father doles it out for official business only. I keep it when he officially recognises me. Like having a toy repeatedly taken away. Alpha Austin wanted something. The forestry of Luna Gwyneth's pack was too paltry to go to war over, but what if it was a cover for something bigger? Trying to make me look the other way and miss the bigger picture? I didn’t expect to see Kate running past. It was as though my imagination conjured her into life. Watching her move, with long slender limbs like a ballerina, I almost called her name. Then, with a pang I remember all my duties, my r
I keep hidden in our room until it is time for Warrior training. The training complex is on the outside of the compound, where the bonfire parties from previous weeks take place. Two dozen of us, including Roxie, Matt, Felix and Cherry are attending. The grass is marked in training circles, the aim being to fight within a smaller area each time. The first circle is the size of a basketball court, designed to reflect an open battlefield. The final one, three sizes down, is smaller than a double bed, deadly personal combat. I warm up, stretching and jumping like it might magically turn me into the kind of battle-hardened machine you need to be for a place in this squad. “Pair up!” Coach Grantley shouted as everyone quickly shuffled to the side. A rugged man in his mid-fifties, greying and covered in silvery scar lines he looked terrifying. His shaved mohawk hairstyle didn’t help settle my nerves. If Roxie had been standing anywhere near me I’d have suggested he looked like a psycho
###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