There is still plenty that Ziyah doesn't know about leading a pack, but much of it is innate or would come with patience and practice.
DANTE “So, I was curious about something. Shifters go into heat a week to a month after being marked. How does that work with Fae?” I asked Ziyah as we drove to Nightshade. This was a question that I should have asked long before now, but it had honestly not even crossed my mind until one of our warriors commented about his new mate’s heat. She flipped the visor mirror down, looking at the mark on her neck, and smiling. The mark fit her perfectly. It was a lotus flower backed by a full moon. A lotus symbolized rebirth and strength. The full moon symbolized completion. Those two symbols combined to showcase who my mate was. She was a fucking phoenix that rose from the ashes to complete this new and stronger Ziyah. She put her sexy legs up on the dashboard. My eyes greedily raked over them. This was the first time I saw her wear shorts in public. She hated her scars, but she was beginning to realize that they did not define her. It might have also helped when a little girl saw some w
ZIYAH Nerves wracked throughout my body as we approached Nightshade’s pack hospital. Elle called me last night to let me know that Dr. Parsons had an appointment available this morning if I wanted it. I immediately accepted it because this was something that I needed to do for myself. Nightshade was a large pack, which continued to grow as they took in more people who needed sanctuary. Apparently, our pack had taken in quite a bit as well. Originally, they had just over a hundred pack members. Now, it was easily five times that. One thing that I loved about our pack was that it had not been fully developed yet. It was still in the process of being built. How exciting was that? Imagine what it would be like when our children had their own children. Imagine generation after generation. It was wonderful to consider. “How can I help you?” a woman at the front desk asked us when we approached. “Ziyah Rosenthall. I have an appointment at ten with Dr. Parsons,” I told her, thankful that
DANTE ‘Alpha, there’s a woman at the border. She refused to give her name but told me to reach out to you and tell you Phoenix Rising,’ one of the patrollers linked. The clock on my wall said it was almost dinner time. Ziyah was working with the other witches in Janina’s magic room that she had set up when the pack was being built. She had a matching one in Nightshade as well so that she could work on shit that she needed done. She did not live here, but it helped to have somewhere to work that had everything she needed when she did shit for us or needed us to run interference for her. ‘We were expecting her. You can bring her to the packhouse.’ ‘Right away, Alpha,’ he replied before cutting the link. I went to get Ziyah so that we could greet Astrid together. She had been understandably excited that things were working out the way that they had been so far. It gave her hope that we would succeed with this mission. It was one that hit home because of the pain caused to Janina, Ast
ZIYAH It was truly amazing to see how interconnected everyone was without anyone realizing it. I never imagined that my past and present would converge as much as it did. Viktor, Astrid, Janina, and Hesthes. I personally believed the reality was that the gods knew the dangers that we would face and put us together with the right team in order to overcome it all. “I just need to add your blood to the boundary so that you can pass through at will,” I told her. “I can’t wait for you to explain what you did with this boundary. Never had I come across something so impenetrable before,” Hesthes praised me. Her words made me internally preen because that was a serious honor coming from her. Hesthes had been extremely powerful before I was captured, and I could guarantee that it had only grown since then. It made me wonder how Dante got involved with her. There had to be an interesting story on that front. I handed her a pocketknife and cup so that I could get her blood for the boundary
DANTE The women were putting the last-minute touches on what we needed. I was trying to keep a closed lid on my emotions because we did not have room for them to trip us up. This mission had to succeed. For the gifted wolves. For the innocents. For those who were hurt by Blantay. “Do you remember when I named you the pack’s Alpha heir?” my father asked me. I looked up and saw him leaning against the doorway to my office with his hands in his pockets. He always seemed to have a sixth sense about me needing advice growing up. I had no idea how he knew, but it never failed. Byron swore up and down that it was not his doing. Anytime that I asked my father about it, he would just smirk and tell me that it was good to have a little bit of mystery. “I’ll never forget it.” It was the day that I got Byron. He spent hours helping me through my first shift. Dev, my father’s wolf, took Byron on his first run. He had shared how proud he was of both his human son and wolf son. Once I shifted b
ZIYAHThe coven was located eight hours from Shadow Falls. So, what we decided to do was to pop into the mountains that were located thirty minutes from there. It was how we would get into the underground tunnels.I was nervous as fuck but was trying my best to reign in my nerves and compartmentalize everything.Each of us were connected with a Diaflo sigil, thus connecting us through a common mindlink. It would help to keep an open line of communication so that we were not taken by surprise.I looked into the sexy blue eyes of my mate, smiling when Byron stepped forward too. I loved knowing that they were both always with me.His thumb caressed my cheek as if I was the most precious thing in his entire world. He had always treated me like that though. I loved his tender care just as much as I loved his rough touches and the fact that he never treated me like I was made of glass. He believed in allowing me to make my own choices and supported me no matter what. He was an amazing man,
DANTE My mate’s panic and guilt washed down the bond after the rock was kicked. It was an accident, but she would never see it that way. She was someone who always took responsibility for her actions, whether they were intentional or not. We waited for a couple of minutes to see if anything would happen, but nothing did. I gently squeezed her hand, reassuring her that I was right beside her no matter what. ‘Let’s keep going,’ Astrid said to us all. We turned down a side corridor. She stopped us halfway through it. A pattern of stones was pressed, revealing a hidden keypad. She punched in a code. We held our breath, waiting to see if we were golden or not. I released my breath when a green light flashed on the keypad. Had it not been for Astrid’s involvement, I highly fucking doubted that we would have gotten this far. I totally understood why my mate had felt such relief when she agreed to help. Thankfully, nobody was around, so we could slip inside the passageway. My ears popp
DANTE Ziyah had initially been overwhelmed with the thought of how we would take care of all the innocents that came back, but she filled her role as Luna perfectly. I was not even surprised because she always went above and fucking beyond for those who needed it. I watched her flitting around from person to person who needed medical attention but were waiting for the medical staff that was brought into the packhouse. Those in serious need took precedence first from the staff, but my girl had enlisted the help of Caiathus and Xylern as well. ‘Havathi, I need somewhere private I can take a female for examination,’ Ziyah linked me. I walked over to her them and led them to one of the empty guest rooms. After assuring me that they had everything they needed, I closed the door behind me. I did, however, wait in the hallway just in case. Ziyah came out of the room ten minutes later, looking relieved when she saw me. Then she brought me inside. I was a little confused by the sheer deter
To All of My Lovely Readers, First of all, I want to give you my deepest gratitude for your continued support with the Fated series and the Dark Moon series. There is still plenty of story to be told between the two. Dante and Ziyah were two of my favorite characters to write about because their lives were filled with so much pain, but it only made them stronger. The Goddess paired them together because they could truly understand and support what their mate had gone through. “Fated Power – Fated Destiny” is book three in the Fated Series, which is currently up now! It follows Kade, Elle, Dante, and Ziyah as we round out dealing with the Darkies and developing the Supernatural Council. It crosses over with “Design of Fate” – Book Two of the Dark Moon Series. That one follows Jackson and Imeela as we round out Brynn’s Vessel prophecy. Thank you,Shana AllenThe current and upcoming books include: Fated Series: “Fated Rejection – Fated Claim” (Complete)“Fated Soul – Fated Light”
There were a few different questions that had been asked over the course of the books within both series that had been released thus far. I figured that the best course of action was to answer a few of them here.-Q: What gods have been used throughout the books?A: The first one to be mentioned was Selene the Moon Goddess. “Fated Soul – Fated Light” introduces the three Fae gods – Ylonte, Danthali, and Slyersa. Ylonte was the god responsible for creating the Trelinin Protector lineage. The book also mentions Hecate – the goddess associated with magic. She was responsible for giving Selene the magic, which was given to her wolves in the form of gifts.Q: Why would Selene allow Elle to be harmed like she was?A: Even though Selene is a goddess, her interference within the lives of her creations has to be limited. Elle went through unimaginable trauma, but it made her into the fierce warrior that she became – the one who could and would stand against any threat to protect others. The t
SNEAK PEEK – “Fated Power – Fated Destiny” - ZIYAH I rocked my sweet baby girl in my arms after she finished eating. By the gods, I had never felt as content in all of my years as I did right now, holding one of our daughters in my arms. Blakely was an interesting mixture of her father and I. His black hair had natural white highlights in it. She also had his gorgeous blue eyes but had amethyst specks in them. Then she had my skin tone. She was absolutely perfect. She was the last one to feed this morning. Dante was giving me time to love on the triplets before we headed out. The time had finally come to deal with the Klarish clan. We spent weeks devising the perfect attack plan. Well, at least as close to perfect as possible. The clan had no qualms about playing dirty. There was also little known about their true strength when it came to the power amongst their people. As such, going to the castle would be a stupid idea. So, we had figured out the perfect way to lure them to us.
DANTE 100 years later – I leaned against the railing of the balcony, looking out over our amazing pack. Shadow Falls started out with just over a hundred people when we were still Shadow Creek. It grew to five thousand when our triplets took over. Now, our pack was triple even that. Each of our seven children took after their mother when it came to their passion and desire to become fucking badasses. Our triplets were exactly what this pack needed to flourish and become more of a force than our pack had ever been before. Every new set of leadership made us so fucking proud. Byron and I knew what it meant for us when we found out that our mate was Light Fae. Our lifespan would lengthen to that of the Fae. We would have a long life with Ziyah, but that did come at a cost as well. We outlived most of our family and friends. Goddess, it was so fucking hard to deal with. We learned how important it was to appreciate the good times, acknowledge the bad, but never take a single moment for
ZIYAH Twenty Years Later – “Momma, are you ready?” I turned around and saw my beautiful girls. Blakely and Grenza. By the gods, they have grown into amazing young women. I was so incredibly proud to be their mother. Blakely was our kindhearted spitfire who would go toe to toe with anyone in order to protect someone who needed it. Dante always teased her that she took after me because of that but also because she developed a combat magic soul skill as well. It was one reason why she headed the warrior and combat division of our pack and moonlighted when other packs or academies needed her expertise. Blakely’s skills were highly sought-after. She has had her own issues this year with a mate who recently made a mess of things the moment that the bond snapped into place. I was holding onto the hope that they would work things out. Fated bonds were not always easy in the beginning, but they were such a precious gift from the Goddess. Trust me when I tell you that Grant and Gabriel wer
ZIYAH Solana’s suite was locked up so tightly that nobody but her could enter it. Well, we will see about that. There was something that many people did not realize about setting magical locks like this. Any lock could be broken as long as something stronger acted as the key. It was the same way that I worked with the locks on the shifter at Alpha Peter’s pack when we went to save Ashton. Solana, despite having added outside power into her magic, still had far weaker magic than I did. Therefore, all I had to do was magically smash the locks. Dante watched me with morbid curiosity as I broke through each layer of defense. It only took about five minutes for her door to swing wide open. I flashed him a smirk and walked into the room. Honestly, I had never been in her space before because she and I had never gotten along once. She was older than me and held some stupid grudge because I put the time and effort into excelling at what I did. She just wanted prestige without all of the h
ZIYAH Two girls and a boy! I still could not wrap my head around that. I could not wait to hold them in my arms and show them how much they were loved. I had honestly given up hope of ever being a mother the moment that I woke up, chained to that concrete floor. It just proved that there was hope even in the most terrible of situations. “I was thinking that we could go somewhere special,” I told Dante with a mischievous grin. I had already planned on visiting Solana the moment that I knew that we would be coming to the estate. There were questions that I wanted and needed answers to. The only way I would be getting those was from her. We would be forced to deal with the Darkies sooner or later, so we needed all of the intel that we could get on them. Until I had escaped, I had only ever been in two rooms. Then I had always been blindfolded when I moved between the rooms. Solana would be our source of intel because she had visited there. I highly doubted that they would have treat
DANTE I had never really been a morning person until my mate became pregnant and began doing prenatal yoga each morning. The pack had quite a few pregnancies right now, so she started a morning class for all who were interested. There were over twenty. Each class gained at least one new participant. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re a creepy fucking stalker?” Chris asked, leaning along the railing next to me. “Yes, they have,” I said matter-of-factly. “However, if I’m one then so are you because your eyes haven’t left your mate.” He chuckled because he knew I was right. This class started because Ziyah needed to do it for our blobs, and she felt that it would be good for Charlene as well. After this class, we were heading over to the estate so that she could get checked out by the team there. We were curious about the genders, but it would be easiest done by the specialists. It did not matter to us what they were, but we were both the type who preferred to be as prepared as p
DANTE ‘Stop it, babe. It wasn’t your fault, and you shouldn’t feel guilty. He shot me because he did. It was his choice and wasn’t your fault. Your aura saved my life and saved our people from getting hurt by the fuckers that it knocked out. I wouldn’t have changed a single fucking thing.’ Her eyes met mine, and I saw the guilt lessen as my words washed through her. This was not her fault at all. I had never truly been able to understand what Kade had gone through when he was in front of those who had hurt my sister. Well, that was until I had experienced it with Ziyah. Now, I was able to understand the pull between destroying the threat and leaving said threat to experience the painful consequences of their actions. This fucker before us was one who hurt my mate. Byron was pissed. I was pissed. We both wanted his blood, but we also wanted his suffering. Our instincts quieted some when Ziyah had her cousin bring something that she had created. It did sound really fucking painful.