A lot is going on in the first half of Hale's epilogue. Dane was taught a painful lesson. And now, six people live in a three-bedroom house. And finally, it's time for them to mark. I wonder if Erin will get a wolf. Oh and :P Dillon Shelton, you jerk!
The drive and hike to the campsite were uneventful, thankfully. I’d linked Austin to be careful about his grandfather. Not that I think he’d come back to the house, but I want to be sure. I don’t need him starting shit with the kids. He thinks Austin is a failure for losing his legs and mating with Suzie. And let’s not start on his opinions of River and Sage. It will just anger me to linger even a moment on it. “Is it weird I’m more nervous about tonight than I was our first time together?” Erin broke the silence as we set up camp. “Not at all. I’m nervous too. And before you say I’ve done this before, this is different. There wasn’t any risk when I marked Jen. I spoke with Beta John about his marking experience. He was terrified she died because she was unresponsive after the marking. Only later did he realize it was because she was receiving her wolf. But it still scares me. I don’t want to risk losing you.” I frowned. “That’s why we are doing this on the new moon. There isn’t a r
I can’t believe how far I’ve come. How far my family has come. Two years ago, I struggled to make ends meet, sharing a house with a roommate, my mother, and my two kids. Then by some miracle or Goddess divine intervention, I landed a dream job in the marketing department for Kinsley Industrial. When I moved myself and my kids across the country, I had no idea what I was walking into. Everything changed when River and Sage signed me up on that Kindred Spirit app. Without it, I probably wouldn’t have connected with Hale. And I can’t imagine my life without Hale. Meeting him turned my world upside down; not all of it was good, but there was more good than bad. I could have done without the run-in with my crazy werewolf ex. Yes, I said werewolf. I went 45 years, never knowing that all those supernatural beings I’ve read about are real, let alone that I got knocked up by one. Finding out that Dane is a werewolf became a game changer. Hale had to explain how my kids are hybrids and that he
Everyone hurried to get in place for the wedding. I was the last to leave the room, finding my mother waiting with a smile. I doubt she thought this day would ever happen either. I’m her oldest but the last to get married. Oh well. She’s probably the only one that doesn’t quite fit the vibe that the rest of the wedding party is wearing. But far be it for anyone to try and dictate what she should wear. It’s a lovely mother-of-the-bride style pantsuit in a soft shade of purple. She was told purple, and that’s what she picked. “Ready?” She grinned, offering me her arm. I’m glad she’s here. My sister couldn’t make it; I understand it’s a long trip, and she has her kids to deal with. But at least mom is here to be at my side like she’s always been. She took the whole ‘guess what your grandkids are werewolves’ talk very well. “As I’m ever going to be.” I nodded. I don’t know if I’d get over my nerves to make it down the aisle alone. ‘Alone? Hello. Do I not count? And, of course, you’d ge
The chapters will be for the short story The Hybrid's Rogue from this point forward. River Carlisle: The only downside to moving across the country was leaving Leo. It hurt so much to leave them behind. I wanted them to come with us, but as mom pointed out, we couldn’t simply take them from their parents. Even if their parents are total dicks. Now Leo has run away from home. They’re out there alone. I need to find them before their parents or possibly something worse does. Leo Hanley: When I say I’ve had it “up to here” with my parents, I’m reaching above my head to demonstrate. I’m drowning in their controlling bullshit. I know our pack tends to be more purist about almost everything. But enough is enough. They don’t love me. They love control. And now that I’m sixteen, they think they can control who my mate is? Hell no. That’s why I ran to the only person I knew who loved me for me… River.
“I miss you. Do you think after the new year you will be able to visit? I know my parents won’t like it, but I could manage to sneak away.” I sighed, rolling onto my stomach, my voice barely above a whisper. I can’t be too sure that my parents or my obnoxious brother aren’t outside the door trying to listen in. While Oscar would have a harder time not having his wolf yet, my parents could easily hear me. Planning to meet up with River is the last thing I want them to know about. They’ve been thrilled these previous two years since they moved away. I don’t even understand why they hated them. Well, let me rephrase I don’t see the logic, but I know why my parents hate River. River isn’t part of the pack. They are human and nonbinary like me. My family and pack are the definitions of basic white bitches. They are total purists. If there were a way to do it, our pack would never associate with humans or other supernatural creatures. To the Silvermane pack, anyone not a pure werewolf
I don’t know what’s been going on with Leo recently. We’ve still been talking, but I can tell something is up. There’s something they aren’t saying. And I’m worried about them. I know what kind of wackos their parents are. Close-minded control freak fuck-nuggets. So I can only assume what they aren’t telling me is something about their parents. That, of course, only makes me worry more. I remember these pricks grounded Leo for a month because they cut their BANGS! Leo cut their bangs and acted like Leo wiped their ass with the original copy of the Declaration of Independence. So whatever Leo is keeping from me could be bad. Would they hurt Leo? I don’t want to believe Leo’s parents would stoop to physical abuse. It’s bad enough that they abuse them psychologically. “Whoa! River, turn down the light show! We’re not using powers. This is hand-to-hand combat.” David commanded as I suddenly realized I was being put into a full nelson to try and subdue me. My entire body was glowing like
River knows I’m hiding something. I feel terrible about it, but I can’t risk even texting them what is going on. First, how can I tell River that my parents are essentially trying to make me some creepy thirty-something’s child bride? Cause that’s how a human would see it. And I know River would freak. I don’t want them to freak out and act irrationally. I know them. So I understand that when River lets their emotions run the show, they do things that place themselves and others in danger. Like when they got into that fight with a neighbor kid and the kid’s mom before they moved. It landed them in trouble, and they had to stay in a psycho ward. I don’t want them to do anything dangerous. I don’t want River or their family to get hurt. Me running away is hazardous enough. If my parents and pack find out I’m running to them, it will get a lot worse. And that thought makes me apprehensive even now as I’m packing to escape when the fireworks start. Am I doing the right thing? Shifting al
I’m seriously freaking out. It’s been over twenty-four hours since I last talked to Leo. It may sound like something minor to you, but it’s not to me. Leo last texted me that they were being forced to attend the local fireworks display for New Year with their douchey family. That was it. Radio silence ever since. I tried to call and text them at midnight on the east coast to wish them a happy New Year. Leo didn’t answer my call, and my text was left unseen. I may be coming off as a total creep, but I’ve sent multiple texts, voice mails, and emails, not to mention DMs on various social media. None of them have gotten me an answer. Right now, my gut is telling me something is seriously wrong. Leo would never ignore me. At least not willingly. Their parents must have done something like maybe they took Leo’s phone and computer away. I wouldn’t put it past them. Leo’s parents suck donkey balls, but this doesn’t feel like that. Something is wrong. “Mom, please call them. Call Leo’s paren