***THREE DAYS LATER***Miranda had arranged a meeting with the circle the previous day. The men that Damian had sent them where plenty and would be sufficient to defend their lands, but there were still lots of helpless wolves to protect, Miranda’s heart still feared for them, the majority of which were the children and the disabled.During the meeting, one of the elders then proposed an evacuation for those helpless wolves, an idea she wished had come up earlier, but there was still time to make it happen. If they hurried up, they could still make it happen.That morning, she got up early to survey the terrain borders, to ensure that the coast was clear and that the Lotus wolves would not encounter any difficulty as they all travelled to the safety of the silver walls. Miranda had already made plans with her husband prior to this morning regarding that.She went to the mountains with two silver soldiers, and one of her friends, Audrey, where they would get a better view of the neighb
After taking Camila to the safety of the Lotus packhouse that morning, Miranda received some good news; the silver alpha had sent a ton of wolf soldiers to the terrain to aid them in the battle just as promised.Miranda was surprised seeing them, wondering why he sent this many men, but also thankful to him for keeping his promise. The Lotus pack wouldn’t have much to fear with this plenty protection, but still she wasn’t going to take any chances by leaving the helpless ones here.She called on one of the guards who had accompanied her to the mountain, asking for the results of the survey she’d left behind.“My partner and I finished the assignment. The coast is clear for them to travel, though I still think we should send some guards to go along with them.”“Of course, I’ll certainly do that. There’s more than enough to aid us in battle here, and we can still spare a few to accompany the wolves to the silver terrain.”The guard bowed, “I will arrange for that and begin the evacuatio
Miranda couldn’t hear the sound of her own voice shouting… the pain in her heart drained all her thoughts aside."Why…? Why would he do that? Why would he ask her to fight when he could have rather used anyone?""We all tried to change his mind, but out of those left alive, there was no one else whose battle skills he was more certain of than hers. Many of our strongest hands had already been killed. We were running out of soldiers and…"Miranda had heard enough… “stop it!”"My queen… I…"“I said, that’s enough! You don’t come to me twenty years later and start giving me silly explanations on a matter that could have been avoided. She could have still been alive! You all could have still had your queen, but no, you chose to listen to that man I mistakenly called a father for so many years and send a pregnant woman to battle able men like you. You all should be ashamed of yourselves!!"She was speaking from pain. Rory understood this well, as he could already see the tears escaping her
When Camila noted her head in response to what she said, Miranda carefully decided to ask her the questions she had in mind.“Okay Camila, you can start by telling me where you're from. what wolf tribe do you belong to?” She nodded her head, encouraging her, “it's okay you can speak. You can tell me anything no one is going to hurt you for saying the truth. Just go ahead and say it.”“I am… I am…”“You are what, Camila?”“I am a blue moon wolf.” “Okay then. See… that wasn't so hard, was it? So how did you end up in the lotus territory?”“I was....”She pointed at the scar on Camila’s hand. Telling by the looks of it, it was still a fresh wound and didn't look older than a few days old.“I was....”“You were what, dear?”Miranda noticed Camila drew back from speaking again, and in this time, it wasn't because she didn't want to talk, but that someone had entered into the room. A dominating presence which made Camila shrink in fear into the blankets in her hand.From the cub’s actions,
It was a full moon; a misty night. The air was cold, and the silence lingered into the dark skies. In the midst of it all, Sandy sat in the fields; the part of the forest sparsely occupied by any trees. She was listening to the sound of the silence, the sound that comforted her, all through the months she’d been in mourning.Suddenly, she heard the voice; that voice she thought she’d never hear again. The whisper of her late lover, Conor.“Sandy!”She hurriedly jolted from the ground, and the voice sent waves of fear into her heart, fear mixed with desperation.“Is that… who I think it is?” She tried asking her wolf, but her animal counterpart didn’t respond to her at that moment.Normally, she wouldn’t be out here so late, she wouldn’t be in this place for any reason, so how did she end up here? And that voice… it came again…“Sandy…!”She turned towards its direction, but then she didn’t see anything… or anyone. It seemed as if she was the only one standing there, listening to the v
It took a while for Sandra to locate the exact gravestone she was looking for. This was because an older middle-aged woman was standing right in front of it. The woman appeared dressed fully in black, also holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand. With the way she was standing in front of this gravestone, she appeared to be someone who must have been very close to Conor when he was still alive.After saying a small prayer and dropping the flowers, the woman was about to leave, but Sandy realized then that this might be starting point as to what she was looking for. Sandy needed to know who she was.“Good morning,” Sandy greeted, walking up to her.“Oh, good morning, dear, how may I help you?” She asked.“I noticed you standing in front of that gravestone.” She pointed.“Oh, that one. That’s my Conor right there. I came to see him this weekend like I always do.”“You’ve been coming here to visit him? Every weekend since…”She nodded, “yes… Sadly he was called home too early.”“I’m sorr
“Sit down dear,” Hilda gestured after leading Sandy into her small living room. It turned out that Sandy’s words did a thing on her, for if it were for any other reason, Hilda would have never been willing to reveal anything.“I may not have much in my house that’s befitting for royalty like yourself, but perhaps… can I offer you something, coffee maybe?”Sandy shook her head politely, not because she didn’t like the offer, but because she was more eager to begin the conversation. “Thank you, Hilda, but to be sincere, the best thing you could offer me at this moment is the truth I came here for. Time is far spent and I don’t want my brother to begin to search for me.”Hilda nodded, sitting in front of her, “I understand perfectly dear. I’ll start telling you right away. First, I want to say that I’m sorry for the way I behaved earlier…”“No, it’s okay… I understand that you were put in a difficult position, the same position that Conor was in before he died; it made him so scared to s
It was the middle of a stormy night. The sound of thunder and rain falling overshadowed any possible sounds one could make out in the packhouse. Camila’s room was far away, but still, due to her enhanced senses, Miranda could still hear the cries. These cries had woken her up, and made her leave the arms of her lover in search of the little girl.“Camila?” She called her name upon stepping into her room, but Camila was nowhere to be seen on her bed. Instead, the cries came from inside the closet at the far end.“Camila?” Miranda called again, opening the closet door to see little Camila sobbing in her nightgown on the closet ground.She crouched down until she was the same level with her, “what’s wrong, Camila? Why are you crying?”Camila didn’t respond; only placed her head on her knees, more sobs escaping her mouth.Miranda carried her in her arms out of the closet, and then sat on the bed, caressing and comforting the little girl.*sobs*“Shh… it’s okay now… the bad storm won’t hur
Walden never expected to feel so much calm and peace in his heart after visiting Conor’s grave. He knew he’d done the right thing by facing the last of his fears to visit the night shadow cemetery, and now he’s glad he did.He returned to the packhouse that afternoon to see how things were going, as he’d been absent for the last two days, things hadn’t changed pretty much as all of his followers had done well to keep the activities together while he was with his love, Maggie. Which reminds him…He took a stroll through the pack house halls to the royal chambers, and then to the big bedroom he’d placed her in, not too far from his own.“How is my love doing?” He asked as he met her in the room. She was still folding up the last of her belongings, out of the luggage and into the bedroom drawers.“Where did you go? You suddenly disappeared right after breakfast,” she stated after their brief kiss. “I had some urgent matters to take care of. I’m sorry I didn’t let you know before I went
***TWO DAYS LATER***Maggie and her daughter had moved back into the packhouse today. This was after Walden had spent the last two days with them, as they’d made so many memories similar to the way a normal family would. Maggie would forever keep those moments in her heart, as she prayed that they would last forever.Things were just beginning to take a new turn for Walden, and there was still so much that would go on with his new lover, he intended to take things to a new level with her, but before he did anything, he’d decided in his heart to settle the past first, even though he now had his life back, there was still something he needed to do.He didn’t tell anyone what he was doing prior to coming here, maybe it’s because he needed to do this freely, or for whatever reason, but before he starts his new future, he wants to make things right.He’d reached his destination after taking a stroll through the woods, he’d gathered different flowers, as he’d had a hard time deciding which
Maggie grinned as she buried her fingers in his hair, and kissed him back hungrily. She held him fast, her lips sucking on his, fingers digging into his scalp, mound gyrating feverishly against his rock-hard cock. All rational thought escaped him. He immersed himself in the delight of Maggie’s curves.Her hands moved down his back to tug at his shirt impatiently. When her hands slipped between their bodies and unfastened his pants. Both hands thrust into his open fly and pulled his cock free. She stroked him up and down vigorously between her palms, her fingertips dancing against his flesh. Jesus, he liked it rough like that. His breath caught in the back of his throat.Her fingers tangled in the moist hair at his nape, and she exulted in the knowledge that she had done this to him.‘Kiss me,’ she said, discovering confidence in herself she’d never known before. She reached up to him, finding his breathless mouth with hers, and with another muffled oath he cradled her face between his
*I love you.It’s been a long time since he heard those words from anybody’s mouth. Maggie loved him. Why then did he leave her so angrily? Why was he even so mad at her? Was he mad that she’d denied him the chance of knowing the truth for so long, or was he just mad at himself for thinking he might hurt her later? That he didn’t deserve her, the same way she’d thought she wasn’t worthy of being with him?He spent the rest of the day at his bedroom window, cancelling all of his activities as he’d missed the morning rounds. He needed time and space to think clearly, as his mind is going through a whole lot right now.So much time passed that Walden didn’t even know how long he spent in his thoughts. It was already nighttime and he is still by his window. He then felt a loud growl in his stomach, remembering that he hasn’t had anything to eat throughout the day, but he didn’t let that bother him, as food is the least of his problems now.He doesn’t know if the ghost will come or not, bu
It was already late in the afternoon when Walden woke up the next day. He feels different this time around, and this is because he slept like a baby the previous night. Surprisingly, he had slept all through the night, and through the morning, after having passionate sex with this woman he seemed to want so much of.His eyes were still closed when his hand searched, reaching through the sheets surrounding him, and then he noticed she wasn’t there. He opened his eyes then to the sound of her voice coming from the door.“Good afternoon, sire.”“Maggie?”He saw that she was fully dressed and holding a tray of food in her hands. She’d let him sleep as she went to the kitchen to prepare some food for him, thinking he’d need it after draining so much energy last night, but that seemed to be the least of his problems.“Come.” He reached out his arms to her as he sat up on the queen size bed. After dropping the tray on the table, she went into his embrace. Not a word was said as they both rem
“Then why am I still having these nightmares?” He growled. His expression was frightening, she’d never seen him like this before, at least not towards her. “I don't know. The spirit was not supposed to return. The nightmares were not supposed to return!” “Do you know how it feels each night for me? Do you know that for the last six months, I have not slept like a normal man?!!! Do you know how it feels thinking that you are finally liberated from something after all your efforts to get rid of it, only for it to come back at you, like it never even left?”“Walden, please calm down. I would never lie to you, especially not after how much you've helped me. I would never deceive you. That spirit is gone. I don't know what it is you saw again, but I assure you there's no way it could have come back.”He suddenly let out a sarcastic laugh which surprised her. “So now, you’re insinuating that I'm crazy. I don't know what it is I saw?”“You are not crazy, Walden. You are only an alpha ki
"You’re… Sending us away?” The tone of her voice said it all as she didn’t hide anything. She didn’t hide the disappointment she felt, and Walden didn’t miss it at all. "No. Of course not. I’d never do that. You and Emily are always welcome at the night shadow packhouse at any time. I only did this because I thought you probably needed your privacy. I thought that’s why you left the first time…" She didn’t answer, only kept staring down at the keys in her hand. "Tell me, is there something wrong?” He asked. “You know, you don’t have to stay here if you don’t want to.” "No.” She suddenly looked up, smiling as she hid her previous expression. “I’m sorry. I love it. I was just surprised, that’s all."Walden didn’t seem to be fooled by that answer, “are you sure? You don’t have to pretend. I won’t take offence if you choose to remain in the packhouse instead."She shook her head, “no. Of course, we need our privacy like you said. Thank you so much for everything, alpha Walden. We’ll b
“Conor!” Sandy gasped, seeing the spirit standing right in front of her, almost like it was in the flesh, how she missed him! She’d missed him so much and she doesn’t know how to let go at this time. Good, Maggie thought. Sandy did a good job summoning the spirit as it came out on time, she kept on spreading the fumes as she signaled to the spirit seeker who was outside the square to hit the Goni drum louder, which would open a portal where Sandy would push the spirit into, banishing it forever just like Maggie had told her prior to this. "Now!" The drumming sounds became louder and faster, and Maggie spread the fumes round and round so as to weaken the spirit. Walden stood still on his side of his square as he’d been told, not to move a muscle, not to say anything so that the spirit won’t see him, realize what was happening and disappear. The sage fumes weakened the spirit, and Sandy could see the sadness in his eyes. She felt so much pity for him. This man died in one of the wo
The manner in which Sandy had agreed to come along with them still baffled Walden so much. He could remember how reluctant she was yesterday when they’d spoken. He’d pretty much given up because he thought that Sandy didn’t believe any of his words. But Maggie… What sort of trick did Maggie use on his sister to get her to agree just like that?This was far from what surprised Walden the most, as not only that, but the two women had developed a close relationship in such a short time, you’d have thought that they’d known each other for years with the way they’d conversed throughout the entire trip back home, leaving Walden to watch and stare at them in amazement. Who are you, Maggie? He asked himself many times then.Maggie enjoyed the talks she had with Sandy, as she was in such a good mood, even though tired. Today had been a happy day for the entire siltus packhouse, as they celebrated the arrival of a new born male cub, the Beta’s son in the early hours of the morning. Maggie hardl