I shook my head. It was a good suggestion, but neither of those options worked for me because they involved me leaving Bryn. I wasn’t about to let her out of my sight for a second. I ran my hands through my hair and tried to think of something else I could do to stop obsessing so much over Bryn’s well-being.And then a thought occurred to me. I hadn’t talked to the Kings’ elders about the children who’d disappeared. Now was the perfect opportunity to ask them what they remembered. It wasn’t the happiest of topics to bring up, but the questions I had about the disappearances were relevant enough to hold my interest.I took a few calming breaths, then walked over to them. They were talking to Elder Woods about something. Whatever it was had their full attention, but when they noticed me nearing them, they stopped talking. I might have found that suspicious under different circumstances, but I didn’t care.“I have a few questions for you three,” I said.“Yes?” Elder Queene asked.“Do you
“The air was heavy with sadness ten years ago,” Elder Woods murmured. “The other elders and I…we suspected something had happened with the King pack, but we weren’t sure what.” She looked at the Kings’ elders with tears shimmering in her eyes. “Such a great loss as that…I cannot even fathom the toll it must have taken on these wolves.”“We appreciate that you can empathize with our tragedy, Elder Woods,” Elder Queene said. “Likewise, I hope you can understand that we had little to do with Gregor and Troy’s distaste for you and your people.”“Of course.”Elder Forsythe inclined his head in thanks. In response, Elder Woods patted his shoulder.I hadn’t planned for there to be any interaction between the Warg and King elders, but it warmed me to see them get along—not just from an emotional standpoint but from a political one as well. This connection could help bond the two packs.“Night,” Elder Sage’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. “It is honorable for you to look into this, but od
A groan from Bryn yanked me out of my thoughts. The white light was fading from her eyes, and the circle was dimming, too. Soon, her eyes returned to normal, and she fell back, her body convulsing.Chapter 24BrynWhen I came back to the present, I found myself on the cold ground, trembling in the wake of the ritual and everything I’d experienced. Night appeared at my side in an instant, crouching next to me and gathering me into his arms. I shivered against the heat of his body. All the warmth had left my body during that ritual, as if seeing through my mother’s eyes had sucked some of my vitality out of me.“Bryn, are you okay?” My mate’s murmured words permeated the heavy cloud of disorientation.I gave a shaky nod and a shakier thumbs up.He let out a breath that wasn’t quite a laugh and lifted me in his arms like a bride. I felt a pang of sadness as he carried me. Lucian—my father—had done this with my mother in the moments before her death. He’d been just as tender as Night was
Elder Woods cleared her throat, catching my attention. “What else did you see, Bryn?” she asked. “Did you see what happened to your mother?”I finished the water and wiped my mouth on my sleeve. “I did. Sort of. I didn’t see everything that happened the night she died, but she was tied to a bed in a strange room within the Kings’ territory. My father rescued her, and they escaped into the forest. He helped her give birth to me, and she died right afterward.” It pained me to remember how she’d faded away. It was such a quiet, tragic ending for someone so important. “I didn’t get to see what happened to my father or how I ended up in the spot my mom found me in.”The ritual was a success, but disappointment lingered bitterly at the back of my tongue. I wished I’d seen more. There were still so many things I didn’t understand about my mother.“Did you see your father?” Violet asked.I nodded. This was what I’d been slow to bring up because I was still processing the information. “It was
They bowed to me, and the gesture was so respectful that my cheeks heated. “Thank you, Alpha Hunter,” Elder Forsythe said. “You are giving us the opportunity to atone for the tragedy that befell a pack mother. Your mother.”They asked a few more questions—what the quality of the visions were, and whether I could hear my mother’s thoughts in addition to feeling what she felt—but their questioning lasted only a few minutes, and then Night and I were free to head home.Before we left, I turned to Elder Woods to say my goodbyes. “Safe travels on your way back.”Her lips turned up at the corners. “Thank you, Bryn. I know Neil and Jacob will be eager to hear about what happened tonight.”“I’m sure they will. I’ll be happy to answer any questions they have.”“Oh, believe me, they will have them. Once things calm down here, I’d love for them to come and speak to you in person.”“I’d like to go see them. It’s been too long since I’ve seen Warg territory.”“I’m sure they will be happy to see yo
“Lucian saved my life,” Bryn told him. “I saw him fight off dozens of wolves before he helped my mother give birth to me. If not for him, I don’t know where she or I would be.”He ran his hands over his face as he processed the information. And then, he slowly got to his feet and headed to the cabin’s back door.Bryn started after him. “Wait, Dom—”I caught her arm and tugged her to my side. “Don’t worry,” I told her. “He’s just going for a run.”“Oh.” She relaxed into my chest. “When do you think he’ll be back?”“Hard to say.” I could have reached out to him telepathically, but that would have been overstepping. “I’m sure he’ll be back soon. Do you mind waiting?”She shook her head. “Let’s give him all the time he needs.”Though it was early morning, I grabbed a beer from the fridge—I needed something to fortify myself—and got some water for Bryn. I moved some throw pillows to the armchair and sat on one side of the couch. Bryn finished her water and settled in beside me. She grabbed
I watched them, waiting to feel some pushback from my wolf, but the jealousy I might have felt under normal circumstances wasn’t there. I mean, what was there to be jealous of? A sister and brother hugging?“You didn’t know,” she whispered. “You couldn’t possibly have known. What my mom and I went through is not your fault, Dom.”He tentatively hugged her back, letting out a sound that wasn’t a sob and wasn’t a laugh. “I never thought I’d get to do this with my little sister.”She laughed and hugged him harder. It was so rare to see my beta so emotional. It felt like I was intruding on a private moment.“I’m sorry for the way things ended,” she said. “I’m sorry about what happened to your—no, our father. I wish I could tell you more about what happened to him, but the vision stopped when my mother passed away.”“You’ve told me more than I ever thought I’d get to hear.” He pulled back but kept hold of her hands. “I made peace with my dad’s death a long time ago. I’ve always been proud
Night kissed me as he entered me. I sighed, nuzzling his chest as he made slow, sleepy love to me. My eyes drifted closed as I traced the tattoos on his shoulder.“You make me feel so good,” I whispered. “I can’t believe I get to wake up to this every morning.”His answering chuckle rumbled through his chest. “Imagine how lucky I feel,” he said, turning and covering me partially with his body as he caught my mouth with his. His kisses were deep and tender, just like his even strokes.I ran my hands down his back, his hard muscles shifting under my palms. I moved my leg a bit more, and he shifted, rolling fully on top of me. I reveled in the weight of him pushing me into the mattress. His thrusts grew less lazy and more intentional. Each one brought me closer and closer to release, dispersing electric bliss from my core and throughout my body.I gripped his waist, gasping with each deep stroke of his cock. My orgasm swept through me, and I shuddered at the delicious tingling. I licked