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ZIYAH I had never imagined seeing anyone from the Dygani clan ever again. The last thing that I had heard was that they had been eradicated because of how powerful they were. Energy manipulation was an extremely impressive feat because it could be used to alter something’s temperature or even be used as telekinesis. On top of that, manipulating the elements was something nearly unheard of, which was what made it such a powerful weapon. As far as I knew, only one element could be manipulated. Their element was chosen and bound to them from the moment their magic manifested. I would explain of all this to Dante later on because I did not want to these women to think that we cared about their abilities and coveted them. We certainly did not. I cared about these women as people first and foremost. “I’m Ziyah Trelinin. That’s how I know of your clan. Grandmother Ayla had helped train some of your warriors many years ago. I had no idea that any of your clan were still alive,” I told them
DANTE “A person’s gift resides in a well within their body. That’s why Elle has a well for Moon Fire and why you have a well that holds the collective souls. So, sit down cross-legged and try to actively relax your muscles,” Ziyah advised. This was our first lesson on truly training my gift to become the weapon that it was created for. Weapons could be destructive in the wrong hands, but I would never misuse my gift. No, I would only use it to protect what was ours and those who were innocent. Ziyah had me close my eyes and hold onto my hands. Her thumbs rubbed soothing circles on the backs of them. “There’s a second part of my gift that only my father knows about because it’s very dangerous for that knowledge to get out. It was what I used on Marcia to get the information on the explosives. My consciousness can connect with another person’s, allowing me to infiltrate their memories and mind. However, if their consciousness is stronger than mine then I would be stuck in their mind,
ZIYAH I was really looking forward to our night. It would be a brand-new experience for the both of us, but I had no doubt in my mind that we would thoroughly enjoy it. Dante was a curious creature by nature. He loved to know the ins and outs of everything. Perfectionistic to a degree that I had only seen in one other person – myself. There was burning curiosity about my surprise, but he had been unable to persuade me to give up any clues. Anticipation would make it even better. It was getting dark by the time that we finished dinner. We made our way outside and shifted. Byron and I raced to the falls. There was no wonder why wolves loved running. The exhilaration it caused flooded one’s body with a boost of adrenaline. Running this way was the same way that it felt like when I flew in the sky. Byron was a very fast wolf, but I was able to keep pace with him fairly easily. His body whipped around once we hit the finish line, growling at me because he won. I would beat him one of th
ZIYAH Elle, Pylorna, and I would be getting ready together at Nightshade while the guys got ready together as well for tonight. She had told me yesterday that Ansley and Vienna would love to hang out while we got ready if it was okay with me. I appreciated the fact that she gave me a choice. I knew that they were technically Dante’s cousins, but Ansley was raised as a sister. They were both important to him, so I wanted to at least try to develop a relationship and connection with them. We had just made it onto the Alpha floor, but Dante was unwilling to let me go. His arms were wrapped around me, nose teasing the side of my neck. “They’re probably waiting on me, havathi,” I tried for the third time. “Your point,” he drawled. Fine. I would have to find a way to motivate him, and I knew the perfect one. I sent him a bit of my memory from what it felt like for him to make love to me while flying. A deep growl tore from his throat as he gripped my ass. Then he took a step backwards
DANTE Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. My mate knew how to play her role perfectly. She was desire personified. Not to mention that she was able to somehow pull in every single person’s attention without even trying. Only I could feel her struggles, so that was why I had been sending her steady streams of positive emotions. This was an environment that I would rather she not be forced into, but we both knew the importance of it. She would never allow Haleen or others suffer from this fate if it was possible to save them from it. ‘I’m going to be taking you in this dress when we get home. Fuck, babe. You’ve got me so hard,’ I whispered through our private link. It was true, but it was also to help keep her focus on something other than what we were about to witness as the bidding was about to open up. Ziyah turned to me and licked the corner of my mouth before turning her attention to the front again as if she had not just licked me. Such a tease. My arm draped over her arm, my thumb caressing h
ZIYAH The portal closed behind us, and I nearly fell to my knees with relief. Thankfully, Dante caught me and pulled me into his arms where I felt safe. After a couple of minutes, I pulled away because I would break down crying if I let myself feel the emotions within me right now. It was not the time nor the place. We had others to take care of first. Then I could fall apart later when I was alone. Jarin came running up to me, wrapping his arms around me. I knelt down so that we were closer to the same height and hugged him tightly. He cried into my shoulder, and I felt waves of relief, sadness, and hope coming from him. It was necessary for him to be able to process everything right now, so I gave him all the time that he needed wrapped up in my arms right now. There was no telling what types of hell he had been through that led him to that feeding room. It was a horror that I wished he had never had to experience, but I was thankful that we had been able to get him out of there.
DANTE I had only slept a couple of hours but gave up hope of more by the time 7:00 A.M. rolled around. Ziyah and Jarin had still been heavily sleeping, so I left them to their sleep, hoping that they could both get enough to feel rested. They both deserved it after the shit night they had. A note had been left on the nightstand for them, letting them that I had gone to workout, and to link me if they needed anything. Chris was waiting near the kitchen with a cup of coffee in his hand. The fucker had a knack for knowing when I needed someone to workout with or talk to. He was a lot like my father in that regard. “Thanks,” I said, taking a sip of the coffee. I went into the kitchen and looked around the cabinets until I found honey. There was no going back now that I had been introduced to it. I took another sip and sighed. Now, it was just right. Chris looked at me like I had gone insane, so I just held it out to him. All he would need to do understand was take one single sip. The
ZIYAH I had only been standing in the shower for a couple of minutes by the time that I smelled him. I pretended to be unaware as I was turned away from him. My hands slowly glided over my shoulders. Lust was pounding down the bond, but he was not giving into it just yet. My neck rolled to the side as my hand continued on its path. I bit my lip in an effort to calm down my own desire. This was foreplay that would lead to an explosive union between us. Luckily, we were alone in the suite right now, so I would be able to scream his name all I wanted to. I turned to the side, leaning my head back into the spray. My hands ran from my abdomen to my ribs and then underneath my breasts. I did not have to look his way to know that his heated stare would be filled with nothing but hunger because mine would be if he had been the one teasing me in the shower. Part of me wondered how long it would take for him to break. Perhaps I should just help that along some. One hand ran over my breast w
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.