Maggie, daughter of the leader of the Dark Storm pack, was a wolf promised in marriage to the son of the Lycrox pack’s heir. Though skeptical at first, she eventually falls in love with Lance and swears to be his perfect Luna until her arranged marriage ends in disaster when she is betrayed and killed in a planned attack by her pack and her husband’s. However, she is reborn with a fierce determination to reclaim her rightful place as the leader of her pack. As she navigates the complex politics of the pack, she discovers that her betrayal was orchestrated by a larger enemy that seeks to take over her territory. She begins to recognize her enemies and when she finds herself at crossroads, Maggie must decide whether to seek revenge on her former pack or to ally with them to defeat their common enemy when they come running back to her with their tails between their legs. Along the way, she discovers her true enemy and it is a much larger enemy than she can ever imagine. Phoenix, the moon goddess, mother of all wolves, wants to reverse the creation of wolves. The power to stop her lies in Maggie’s hands. So uhn...dear readers this book gets intense from chapter 36 between with some heated scenes between the female lead and the two male leads so just a quick warning before you delve in.
View MoreThe forest was quiet and obscured by wispy grey fog. The silence was deceiving. No one would have guessed that only an hour ago a crime against humanity and every other form of life had just been committed. Even the night birds nestled in the trees were quiet as they looked down without so much as a chirp or a hoot.
Why were they looking down you ask?
On the mossy forest floor where the trickles from the night rain dropped and soaked the earth laid my pathetic broken body covered with soot and dirt. I was naked. I was dead. My killers had not even bothered to hide the evidence of my death. I, Maggie Storm, the daughter of Alpha Ezra of the Dark Storm pack was killed and discarded like a common animal. They let the dirt of the earth mar my skin.
I remember how it all happened.
The wedding ceremony that never took place.
Lance and I were supposed to be married. We were supposed to unite both of our packs. That was the plan of our fathers when they contracted our marriage even before I could walk. I didn't think I would grow to love Lance but I did. But love has earned me nothing but betrayal. Even those whom I called my family and friends, who I loved so much betrayed me. It hurt so bad.
Why am I alive? Why did the moon goddess bring me back?
I wanted to die. I wanted to die over and over again as the memory of the pain of the silver dagger driven through my heart flashed through my mind without mercy. The feel of the scorching fire as it licked up my bare skin with its merciless tongue, exposing my tissues and bones was a memory forever etched in my brain.
I didn't want to open my eyes, I didn't want to see what remained of their betrayal. But how had I not seen it? How had I not suspected the pack's hatred for my father and me or the evils behind their smiles? How was I so blind to the lies of the Lycrox pack?
God, how gullible was I? How foolish was I to believe their lies?
As I lay silently on the ground with my eyes squeezed tightly shut the voices of my tormentors came back to me as they burned me to death in the arms of my father. Dad had tried to protect me when they turned on him but little did he know they didn't just want him dead, they wanted me dead too. So they killed him first and when I was alone and defenseless, they ran the knife through my chest, breaking my heart into many pieces.
A single tear drop escaped my eye. "Moon goddess, please let me die."
But death did not come. What came was the realization that my enemies would come back to confirm whether or not Dad and I died.
Dad!
If I was still alive - if I was reborn, was it possible...?
I finally opened my eyes in hope and reached out to the wet ground before me in search of my father. The night was as cold as my heart as I reached across the grounds, fingers digging through the dirt until they came in contact with the unthinkable.
My father, Alpha Ezra's burned remains. It wasn't a dream.
A cry tore out of my throat. My cry was filled with anguish and bitterness.
"They will pay! I swear by the moon goddess that every single one of them will pay for what they did to us, Father. For taking you away from me, for taking my life and destroying my happiness they must pay!" My tears ran freely down my face hot and scorching like the fires that burned me. My anger fueled my body as I pushed myself to my knees to gather my father's bones even though my head spun. I lost so much blood that my skin was pale.
"I will bury you, Father. I will bury the pride of Dark Storm."
I gathered the pieces in my arms and staggered to the bed of running water only a few feet away. Using a stick, I dug a grave deep enough and placed his bones in it but not before kissing each one of them, pouring out the last of my love into his remains.
My heart was frozen as I covered the grave with sand and leaves.
"I will make you proud, father. The moon goddess gave me life again so that I can avenge our deaths. I will make them pay and they will regret they were ever born."
As I spoke my eyes began to tear up again and my head ached. My wolf stirred within me as she too mourned the loss of my father. I sat back on my heels wishing my strength would come back to me so that I could march all the way to the enemy's territory and rain hail and brimstones. But for now, my weak body collapsed on the floor beside the stream and I slipped into the warm arms of sleep tormented by dreams of the moments before I died.
I must have laid there for a long time because the next time I woke up it was almost dawn. The slight breeze brought with it the smell of fresh rain and flesh.
Flesh?!
I sat up quickly. My powers were still weak but there was no denying the presence of someone else in the woods. And it wasn't just a human being it was one of my kind.
I had just started to rise to escape for my dear life when an unfamiliar figure came through the trees. He was tall but my blurry eyes could see no more than that.
"Oh good you're awake," he said.
"Who are you?!" I demanded ready to fight if I had to.
He raised his hand and stopped moving. "Easy easy, I promise I am not going to hurt you. I just...well, I was going to look for something to uhm cover you with."
Up until he mentioned it I had forgotten I was naked but that was not enough to distract me from the issue at hand.
He took one tentative step closer and raised his other hand to show me the broad leaves he held. "I was going to string these together as a skirt and give you my shirt but now that you are awake I'm guessing you have your clothes somewhere?"
"I have no clothes anywhere. And I don't need your help so thanks but no thanks."
Unabashed by my nakedness I washed the dirt off my hands and said a small prayer over Dad's grave and turned to leave when I suddenly stumbled. In the blink of an eye, he crossed the stream and reached out to hold me when I slapped his hand away.
"Don't you dare. Go your way stranger and let me be."
"Your wolf is weak," he said as a warning. His eyes were a dull amber as he looked at me with concern.
"She is not weak merely tired and when she's rested she will lash out and avenge her..." My head spun again. This time he didn't try to hold me. Good. I do not need to be that weak Maggie anymore.
"Fine. Well...my name is Asher and you're?"
I looked over my shoulder at him. "Dead. I am dead."
No sooner had I said that before my feet gave way under me and I slumped helplessly to the ground.
“You are lucky Anthony was right, you know?” Maggie looked up from her wine glass with a smile. Cathy was holding a wine glass of her own. They were celebrating life after the goddess’ curse. Luckily, Ezekiel’s army hadn’t done much damage to their house and what had been destroyed was rebuilt, partially with Ginny’s help. “I know that. If that blood offering hadn’t worked we’ll not be enjoying this nice bottle of wine right now.” Maggie raised her brow at the woman. “Do you still think challenging the goddess to a fight was a stupid idea?” Cathy’s lips stretched into a reluctant smile. “Well maybe you’re not as foolish as I thought, Dark Storm.” “You are a Dark Storm too.” “Yeah yeah.” Cathy raised her glass as she turned and left. She had to go to be club. Business was booming faster than she could manage. As she started to leave she looked back at Maggie. “Thank you, Maggie.” As soon as she left Asher came in carrying another bottle of wine and he raised his brow. “Did Cathy j
Everything went still. Phoenix hovered in the air, a stricken look on her face as she looked around as if searching for something to fall as if the sky would come falling on her head at any second.Maggie waited.Asher waited.Lance waited.Ezekiel waited.Then Phoenix started to laugh. A peal of nervous laughter spurted out of her. She looked even crazier than before as she opened her mouth unnaturally wide to laugh at Maggie’s foolishness.“It failed!” She laughed. “Nothing happened.”She spun in the air laughing as she tossed her hair about. “Oh, mortal. Foolish, foolish mortal! You have failed. You have brought an end to your kind!”Without warning she snatched the sword from a dazed Maggie’s hands. It was coated with her blood.“Oh, look,” Phoenix taunted her. “I win!” she chuckled.Maggie didn’t know what to do. She lost. She lost and now…She looked back at Asher and Lance. Would they start disintegrating or would the goddess kill them after she was dead?“I’m sorry,” she sighe
Maggie put her feet on the gold armor, feeling the cold metal beneath her feet and grunting, she kicked the goddess off her, put her hands behind her head, and pushed herself off the ground. In a flash, she transformed into her wolf.Vapor escaped her nostrils. She looked down at her paws noting that the proximity of Asher and Lance reduced the bleeding to a nonexistent point. She sighed gratefully and glared at the goddess who was on her feet smiling at Maggie.“You sure took your time showing up,” Maggie told her.“I wanted to see what your pathetic uncle would do. Shall I leave him or shall I kill him?”“He’s mine for me to kill.”“Are you sure?” Phoenix asked with a lopsided grin.“He is mine to kill!”“Hmm, then I should let the men fight to keep them busy. That way Asher and Lance will have their hands full to protect you.” With a snap of her fingers, she summoned 3 more wolves and sent them at the men. “Ezekiel Dark Storm, take these wolves, they are yours. That makes things eq
It was a gloomy day. At least for the newly formed Dark Storm members. Even though the sky was bright and sunny, the occupants of the car moving Eastward were silent and dull.Maggie tightened her hand on the wheel. Asher had opted to drive but Maggie wanted to be behind the wheel. Staying still and doing nothing would make her go crazy and she didn’t want to think about what the outcome of the day would be like. It was time to face the goddess, time to decide the fate of her kind. Did she have what it took?Her hands were shaking on the wheel. So much training but it would all be for nothing if she couldn’t win.She had more than the fight with the goddess to worry about. She also worried about the others remaining in the mansion. So far they hadn’t heard anything about Ezekiel. Since his last attack, he had not attempted attacking again. But she knew trouble with him wasn’t over yet. He wouldn’t rest until she was dead. A second time.For that reason she had Greg and his team stay b
“What do you know about my mother…”They were in the study. Asher, Lance, and Noah stood behind Maggie ready to battle if their visitors pulled any silly games.None of the External Threat unit members sat. Maggie didn’t offer them seats either. They weren’t friends nor foes and depending on their actions, she would decide whether or not she could accept them as part of her new family.For now, however…“I know that your father was in love with her,” Greg answered.Maggie waited but when he didn’t continue she held out her hand. “But?”“But your mother…she used to love your father until his brother, Ezekiel, came along and swept her off her feet.”Maggie couldn’t believe it. She didn’t know her mother but she always dreamed of her as the perfect mother who would have been there for her if death hadn’t snatched her so far out of her reach. She liked to imagine that her parents were so in love that her father was devastated after her mother’s death. She imagined he was so devastated and
Lance was standing outside the balcony where the sun was high and bright. The golden rays glistened off his dark hair and on his face. He squinted his eyes as he gazed off into the woods surrounding the Dark Storm property and could clearly see Jennifer’s red head bobbing as she encouraged Maggie to continue to work with her breath.Maggie was scantily dressed in a pair of shorts and a thin shirt. Even though the sun was out the weather was a bit drafty but Jennifer, whom Maggie had invited earlier that morning before the doctor came, wanted Maggie to practice in harsh conditions.According to her, the goddess was crafty, and who knew what kind of tricks she would play. Maggie had to be prepared for anything.So with goosebumps on her flesh, she practiced holding her breath to build her endurance while fighting the various enemies Jennifer created with her powers. After all, she had only three days left to train before facing her opponent, an ageless goddess with a penchant for murder
It was precisely 12 when he arrived and Ginny was the first to see him.“What the hell…?! It’s you!”His smile was cocky as he wagged his brows upward. “Cathy’s waiting?”“Waiting and ready to shred your ass most likely. Why are you here?” The teen asked defensively crossing her arms in front of her chest as she eyed him derisively.“To see Cathy. Give us some privacy will you?”Ginny exchanged a glance with Darren. “Cathy’s gonna be mad.”“Do you know him?” Darren asked.“Let’s just say yes and leave it at that.” She turned to the man and tilted her chin upward toward the office. “She’s in there. She’s in a mood and seeing you is not going to make her calm. Knowing you’re the one offering to buy the club, she’ll probably bare her teeth at you again.”“I don’t mind Cathy’s teeth.”Ginny couldn’t hold her laugh. She slapped her hand over her mouth. “I hear you, sir, up you go. Try not to get eaten.”Theodore left Ginny and Darren to continue with their jobs and he made his way up the s
Maggie stood back while Anthony examined Caleb. She had sent Asher back to take care of other things so that she could help Anthony if he needed any help. Carl was in the room with her watching Anthony through narrowed eyes. He didn’t trust anyone but he trusted the vampire doctor even less.Anthony took one look at Caleb’s weak form. “How has he managed to stay alive?”He was pale as death, his skin held a very translucent look. His shirt had been taken off to reveal his emaciated body, his ribs very clear through his pale skin. The gap in his neck and side had crusted over and were showing no further signs of healing. Through the gap in his neck, Caleb’s pulse beat an unsteady rhythm. His lung rose and fell, visible from the side where he was stabbed. His bronze wolf heart beat unsteadily.“Steph and I did the best we could.”“I’m amazed,” Anthony said genuinely impressed. “But I am afraid that cannot keep him alive.”“You think I don’t know that?” Carl said annoyed. “We couldn’t ge
The doctor came two days later. Tall and pale as always. He wore a polite smile like Asher remembered from the last time.Asher still couldn’t shake his distrust for the man. He was a vampire! Why would Ezra Dark Storm employ a vampire in his service? He couldn’t help but wonder.“Miss Dark Storm sent for me,” Anthony said in his lilting accent, his golden eyes bright as ever. It was a cloudy day, perfect weather for bloodsuckers.“Yes, she did.”He stepped inside the mansion and took off his coat. “I am glad she is doing a lot better. I told you not to worry,” his gaze was direct. “Asher.”“You know my name.”“Your name and that of the others have been included in Miss Dark Storm’s health insurance. Her father did the same thing for every member of his pack while he was still alive. She’s filling his shoes nicely.”Asher didn’t know what to say when the man was being openly friendly. Too friendly.Anthony grinned and held his hand out. “I am harmless.”His hand was icy cold in Asher’
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