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
Following Luna Madeline’s little diversion I eventually stopped mooning over Kate’s window like a desperate puppy and headed inside. Only to find my father proposing a change to the itinerary. Rose glared at me as I walked in, Beta Rhett stood very near her which I glared back at him for. Not the fucking start I wanted. He sighed and took a step to the left. Rose mind-linked me, her voice full of frustration, /Father wants me to accompany Alpha Austin on this fucking tour of the compound, you have to look after me!/ /Nothing is happening, there are no deals being made like that without me knowing first/ I sent back but my words felt hollow. If father could change the full conference schedule without telling me then of course he will do his dealings with Rose separately. /Father, can I ask-/ /Not now. Did Luna Madeline have anything to say?/ I gave him the slightest of nods across the room. This wasn't for a mind-link conversation. Especially when Dark Arts specialists were presen
This has been the greatest month of my life. Since finding out about the money everything has just been fabulous. Felix is adorable. Such a cuddly cupcake of a man hidden under all those rippling muscles. It’s bringing out all kinds of sides of me I didn’t even know I had, I could do anything, I mean anything to Felix and those big green eyes would let me. I’ve had him blindfolded, tied to the bed, I’ve straddled him to the point of screaming for release all because in my mind I am doing these things to Alpha Dex. I don’t just want to fuck him, I want to be his Luna. I want to completely shatter his world and leave him no option but to pluck and fuck me out of obscurity and into the limelight. It sounds completely crazy doesn’t it. It seemed impossible at one point, until that fight. He might have rigged the game for Kate out of pity, but his eyes were on me. I felt that burning heat, it could only be from him. Every muscle in my body tingled, I wanted to pose, stick out my ass or
Every night alongside the little prayers I send up for my mother and father, I send one for Felix too. He is making Roxie so happy, and without realising it, I can crash in our shared room on my own for the most part. We are naturally avoiding each other. She comes in to get new clothes when she knows I have an extra lesson. I hang out on the roof for the few hours she uses the shower. I miss her silly, dramatic ways, and how loudly she has to complete every task. The room is so quiet with just my thoughts. We nod in the corridors as we pass, she might mouth a “how are you?” but no conversation. Nobody wants to be tarnished by association. Even Cherry and Matt, two people I thought so much of are strangers to me now. I might have been an orphan almost all my life but it is this month where I felt truly alone and abandoned for the first time. Roxie is glowing though. Like a supermodel, her hair, skin and eyes all seem so much brighter than I remember. It’s as though she has burst
Rhett still isn’t right with me, it’s been a month since I grabbed his shirt and lashed out. This is why Kate has got to go, she’s messing with my head too much. I shouldn’t be losing it with my most loyal Beta, the man I would trust with my family's life. So, to make amends, I asked him and Glenn to come with me on this town inspection. Normally just one would come with me along with a load of Strategists, accountants and other miserable administrators. I wanted to have some fun, forget about…certain people anyway. Except it wasn’t fun. The town was a dusty, run-down shithole. And certain people, Kate, never left my mind. My father hadn’t invested in it for years and it showed. Even the farming land was poorly maintained. I understand it’s hard to farm when it's constantly sunny and there is limited water but even by our low standards this town was wrecked. It was sobering stuff, not helped by the fact Rhett was still icy. We had room’s laid on by the town mayor, a pudgy, greasy
By the time I look up from my notes it is dark. The library is empty, only one light visible across the whole floor. There is a good chance I’m going to get locked in again if I stay much later. I can see the flames of the bonfire party out of the window. The music and whooping thuds dully through the window. Closing my eyes it feels like I was there years ago, not six weeks. So much has changed since then. When I heard footsteps pounding up towards my floor I gathered my books, preparing another apology for the steely eyed librarian. What I didn’t expect was Alpha Dex. Grey tshirt, black leather jacket, hot as hell even with a look of seething hatred on his face. His eyes caught mine and my throat seized. Instinctively I grasped my books closer to my chest, afraid of what any other bodily reaction could be. From the doorway, he paused. My heart dropped at the idea he might just leave, before suddenly storming towards me. Ruby red flashed through those espresso coloured irises.
###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