DAYA POV
I snapped awake and glanced at my phone to see the time- 4:30 AM. I have been sleeping awfully all night. Tossing and turning. I called my sister Emmy when I got to my apartment and filled her in on my first-class first impression with Alpha Darius. She didn’t hold back any punches and let me know her two cents about the situation.
“Dye, what the fuck were you thinking?!” Gotta love Emmy. She isn’t usually this brash in her language, but when the situation calls for it, she doesn’t hold back. And I definitely deserve to be brought down a peg right now. “Seriously, Daya. You were on this guy’s territory for like 2 minutes and you couldn’t hold your tongue for once?”
“First of all, Em, he is on our territory…” I started to respond to her. But she quickly jumped back in and took the reins from me in the conversation.
“No, Daya. It is not our territory anymore. We haven’t lived there in over a decade. I’d be surprised if anyone remembers the Veritas Pack. If you plan on being successful in this stupid plan of yours, you need to chill out. You are not an alpha female- not right now. You’re a warrior, who is not equal to any alpha. You need to show a submissive side around him. Or else he is going to be suspicious of you much faster and have you locked in the dungeons, or even killed. Seriously, Diamond. How could you be so reckless?” Leave it to Emmy to be the voice of reason. Out of the five of us, she is definitely the most cautious and calculating, which only adds to her skillset as one of the best strategists in the country. She hated my idea to come out here and challenge Alpha Darius for his pack, but when she saw how determined I was, she is the one who helped me come up with the plan. She offered to come out here and help me, and honestly, I probably should have taken her up on her offer. I may need her help to stay in line and keep up my charade for the next few months. And I can probably get back into Alpha Darius’ good graces if I mention that my sister is a top-notch battle and defensive strategist. His pack can definitely benefit from her being here as well.
“I wasn’t thinking Em.” I sighed. “I walked into his office and all I could think was this is the Alpha who killed our father and stole our territory and made it his own. I wanted to challenge him in that very moment.” I tried to explain.
“Daya. You are seriously dumb.” Emmy was really being harsh. I know I messed up, but she can ease up a bit. “Did you listen to anything he said, Dye? He said he has been alpha of the Running River Pack for the last 11 years. Father sent us all away 12 years ago. And Alpha Darius said he inherited the alpha role from his brother who was killed during a rogue attack. There is no way he took over Father’s pack. Father already lost the pack before then. And when Amy was helping research the region, she mentioned there are at least four other packs throughout the entire region. It could have been any of those alphas.” Emmy explained as if it was the easiest logic puzzle to solve. I swear this girl was playing tic-tac-toe while I felt like I was playing chess. I need her here.
“Holy shit. I never thought about that.” I responded to her as if she just knocked all of the sense back into my head, which technically, she did. “Fuck, Em. I didn’t consider that at all. What do I do now?” I was almost in a panic, unsure of what my next move should be.
“You go to bed and run the best training session tomorrow morning. You have to show your value to this pack. Make the members of his pack love you and want you around. Let them see you as a great leader. Listen for any information on how Alpha Darius is unfit as an alpha. Help create doubt, that way, when you decide to challenge him, his pack members will support you. This whole plan will be for nothing if his pack doesn’t support you in challenging him as alpha.” Leave it to Emmy to immediately go into serious-mode and get back to business. She may not agree with this plan, but she knows she can’t stop me, so she is going to make sure I have the best chance to accomplish what I set out to do.
“Consider it done. Em, if I ask for another favor, will you consider it?” I asked in the sweetest voice I could muster, while batting my eyelashes…even though this was a voice call, and she couldn’t see my face.
“What, Daya?” I could hear the nervousness in her voice. She knows me too well- the benefit of being the second oldest sister and knowing me better than our other three sisters.
“Come out here with me. I am realizing how big of a task this is going to be and I need your help to make sure I do this right. And besides, it may help me get back into Alpha Darius’ good graces if I tell him my genius sister is willing to support his pack as well.” I said to her. Emmy is definitely the most modest of the five of us, and giving her praise and compliments makes her feel awkward, except when she’s complimented about her skills as a strategist. That’s how you get in with her- acknowledge her talent and abilities and she will soften up a lot faster than if you compliment her beauty.
“Daya… I… I can’t just leave. My pack counts on me. What would I even tell them?” She asked hesitantly. I know I got her on the hook, I just have to reel her in. Emmy is kind-hearted and always willing to help any of her sisters. She’s such a good egg. Hard to believe she is a hardcore battle planner.
“Tell them this pack is being overrun by rogue attacks. Your alpha will understand since you all were in a similar position a few years ago until you stepped up and offered to help coordinate counterattacks. Tell him it’s a temporary assignment and can lead to a potential alliance with an east coast pack.” I was throwing ideas at her left and right, hoping she would sniff out the best option.
“Okay, okay, okay! I’ll talk with Alpha Cameron tomorrow and tell him I heard about the Running River Pack from my friend who was brought over to train their female warriors. I’ll ask to be gone for a 6-month assignment. That should be enough time to help you get in good with this pack. And if I’m able to come up with a defense strategy, you can use that to your advantage, since you’re going to tell Alpha Darius about me.” Emmy switched back to business-mode and began to build her web of a plan. Such a thing of beauty to witness. I felt myself relaxing knowing my sister would be coming out here to help me and support me. I just hope Alpha Darius would see her value and allow her to come over. And with two of the Stone sisters back in our original territory, we will be a force to be reckoned with.
“Emerald Stone, I love you and you won’t regret coming out here. It’s actually really pretty- from what I’ve seen thus far.” I practically shouted at her. I was so excited to be able to see my sister in person. I talk with all my sisters on a daily basis. We are so close. Even though we all live in different packs across the country, we still find ways to stay connected. Technology is great that way- video chats, group texts, e-mail, we use it all. But have not seen each other in-person since the day we were sent away 12 years ago. We couldn’t risk people knowing we were the surviving daughters of Alpha Bronson; we were prizes for power-hungry alphas. I’m done hiding. Our time has come to show how strong the five of us are. Emerald spoke up to pull me out of my thoughts.
“Don’t thank me yet. Thank me when you’re Alpha.”
Yay! We meet Emmy! Emmy is so sweet. I hope you all like her. Thank you for reading! -J.N.S.
DARIUS POV It’s been a week. One week since Diamond has assumed her role as lead trainer for our female warrior squad. To say we got off on the wrong foot is putting it lightly. I was ready to send the girl packing. I’m glad I didn’t because the women fucking love her as their trainer. I have been hearing nothing but positive feedback from our female warriors. Even Justin has mentioned that Daya is running a great squad. I haven’t spoken to her much this last week, except the morning after she arrived- after her morning training session, she asked me for a meeting. I thought she was going to tender her resignation- which would have been fine with me. Instead, she apologized again and then she told me about some friend of hers from some pack in California who is apparently some genius when it comes to strategy and pack safety and defense. At first, I wanted to tell her to fuck off and save her favors for somebody who needs them. But I bit my tongue and let myself consider
DAYA POV This feels so surreal. Hugging my sister for the first time in twelve years- this doesn’t feel real, but it is. Emmy is here. Yes, we have spoken regularly via video chat, so we have been able to watch each other grow up, but we never visited one another. None of us have. And, hopefully, in a few months, Emmy will help me be able to challenge Darius and take over this pack. And then we can bring our other three sisters here with us: Saph, Amy, and Pearl. All good things come with time- but when I really want something, it’s difficult for me to be patient. Luckily, patience is Emmy’s middle name. Literally, her full name is Emerald Patience Stone. Weird, but perfectly fitting for her. Me and Emmy get settled on my sofa and I start pouring us a couple glasses of Malbec. I always enjoyed a dry red wine. I don’t drink much, but this is a special occasion. “I can’t believe you’re here. This is the best day of my life. How was your meeting with Alpha Douchebag?” I said
DARIUS POV A rat. A fucking rat. How could this happen? Why was this happening now? My pack members seem happy. Nobody complains, but then again, if people were unhappy with me, would they truly bring it that complaint to me- probably not. It felt like a knife was being driven into my back. I guess, metaphorically, I am being stabbed in the back. But by whom? Who amongst my pack members would stoop so low to associate with rogues and offer my head to them? And on top of that, endanger the rest of our pack. Rogues are unpredictable wolves. Not having a pack to call their own can make them become wild and feral. We have been lucky that we haven’t lost any pack members this last year during the rogue attacks, but many have been injured. Several of our warriors were close to losing their lives. And a few of the females were targeted as well- it’s common for rogue wolves to kidnap young and unmated she-wolves to force mark them and rape them. This ties the she-wolf to that rogue under the
DAYA POV Emmy and I left the packhouse to walk to our apartment complex. I was not expecting this. I knew the Running River Pack was dealing with a serious rogue problem, but I did not think it could be due to them having traitors within the pack. “What are we going to do, Emmy?” I asked my sister. Feeling confused about going forward with my initial plan. “I want to be alpha, but not like this. I do not want to see anyone from this pack hurt.” I added. “Let’s talk once we are inside. This is not a conversation to be had outside in the open.” Emmy rolled her eyes at me, conveying the message that I need to be more aware of my surroundings. I usually am very vigilant, but after leaving that meeting- after seeing how hurt Darius looked at the news that one of his own is betraying him- I guess I feel guilty. Was this whole plan a mistake? We reach my apartment and close the door. We haven’t even taken our shoes off and I asked Emmy the same question that has been burnin
DAYA POV I woke up the next morning genuinely excited for the training session. I mean, I’m always excited for training sessions. But today, the new female squad will be joining the male warriors. I’m curious to see everyone’s reactions. The women have only been training for two weeks, but a lot of them have been progressing quickly and showing a lot of potential. I made my way over to the training fields and I was surprised to see Alpha Darius and Beta Tobias already there. I typically get to training half an hour early to mentally prepare and do my own warm up, so I’m ready to go before all the women arrive. As I get closer to the fields, I can see that the two are already breathing heavy and have a light coating of sweat. It was difficult not to notice how Darius’ muscles had a good pump already, making his fitted shirt even tighter. Jeeze, Daya, snap out of it! Like I’ve never seen a guy in workout clothes before. I could feel my wolf stirring in the back of my mind at the sight o
DAYA POV I couldn’t get off the training field fast enough. I can’t believe I almost let my guard down around him. I wasn’t alone in how I was feeling; I felt my wolf becoming more relaxed in that moment, almost like she wanted comfort from Darius. I blame Emmy. She put the ridiculous thought in my head about having a crush on Alpha Douchebag, and now I worry my wolf is developing a crush on him. Too bad he won’t be alpha of this pack for too much longer. Once we figure out who has been leaking information to the rogue wolves, and deal with that threat, I’ll challenge him. However, after seeing him during training this morning, I need to step up my own training. Darius is strong, and surprisingly fast for a bigger guy. I’ll continue studying how he fights to learn his weaknesses; we all have them. The rest of the day went by quickly. Before I realized it, my head was hitting my pillow and I was fast asleep. I was startled awake by my alarm clock. I sat up and reached over to my
DARIUS POV (8 HOURS EARLIER) I was leaving the packhouse after wrapping up a meeting with Tobias and Lucas. Nobody stood out to us during the morning training session as a potential threat, or traitor. We will go back in the morning to continue watching and observing. The walk to my cottage isn’t far, maybe a 15-minute walk. I was about halfway there when suddenly my wolf began to stir, and my body felt like it was being electrocuted. I’ve have had minor shocks and static zaps occasionally, but this feeling was radiating all over my body, and it felt…amazing. I was sensitive all over and I was smelling the most incredible scent in the air. Seconds ago, it smelled like pine trees and fresh snow. Now, I feel like I’m walking along the beach, smelling sea salt with hints of tangerine and orange blossoms. I feel more and more energized with each inhale. Without realizing it, I find myself walking in the opposite direction- my wolf has taken control. What is happening? My
DAYA POV I’m not sure how Emmy got me to the pack’s medical clinic. The pain didn’t stop. The stabbing pain in my chest became deeper. It felt like I was being pierced through my chest and the blade was coming out my back. The coldness- I’ve never felt cold like that. It felt as if ice was coursing through my veins. All I could do was scream and writhe in pain. The lead doctor- I don’t remember his name- asked me what happened. I just continued screaming. I’m not sure how long the pain lasted. Eventually, the stabbing pain lessened and the iciness pumping through me thawed. I don’t remember much else; I must have passed out. I came to later that morning. Emmy immediately shot up out of her seat the moment my eyes opened. “Oh thank everything supernatural, you’re okay!” Emmy clutched my hand, concern flooding her big brown eyes. “What happened?” I asked. My throat sore from screaming for who knows how long. My body was achy, like I had been beat up by the entire warr
Sage POV I wake up with a throbbing headache again. I’ve been running through the forest for several days now. Part of me regrets leaving that small hospital. I never asked anyone where I was or how I got there. I assume that I was kidnapped since I didn’t recognize anything. Everything is a jumbled mess. I try to sleep at night, but flashes of what I can only assume are my memories, flicker through my mind. The sun is beginning to rise over the trees. As much as I’m afraid about being out in the forest all alone, there is a sense of calm from being in nature. I vaguely remember being younger and running through the woods. Why can’t I remember anything? Do I have family looking for me? No. Obviously not. Or else they would have been in that hospital room waiting for me to wake up. A part of me keeps saying to turn back, that there is something, or maybe someone, waiting for me. I just have to accept that I’m alone. I continue walking, enjoying the sound
DAYA POV I am speechless. I have no words. Not only is the ring gorgeous, but his words are extraordinary. Alpha Luna? Is that even a thing? Nobody has ever shared an Alpha title before. Just when I thought that Darius couldn’t be more perfect, he proves me wrong again. He is truly willing to share his title with me. I feel a little guilty for shoving him before, but what did he expect me to do? I thought he was making a mockery of me and our bond in front of the entire pack. What a sneaky guy. I’m going to have to teach him a lesson later for that. I realize that I have not said anything in some time and Darius is still down on one knee, waiting for my response. “It would be my honor, Alpha,” I say without hesitation. I extend my fingers on my left hand for him and, without taking his eyes off mine, he slides the beautiful ring onto my finger. A black diamond- he knows me well. Darius places a kiss on my ring finger and rises to his feet. The entire pack is cheering and sc
DARIUS POV I’m standing on the platform, overlooking the entire party. My pack members are all so happy and enjoying the evening. Lucas and Aurelian are standing next to me. I’m wringing my hands together, feeling them getting clammy. I try shaking them out to dry them. I don’t want Daya to touch my hands and feel how gross they are. “Relax, Alpha. Your mate is coming,” Lucas says reassuringly. I never asked him what his views are on finding a mate. I have seen him talking with some she-wolves here and there, but nothing serious. He and Emmy have been spending a lot of time together. I’ll have to ask him if there is anything going on there. They’re so similar, they would probably be a good fit. The chattering amongst the pack members quiets down and I look up and see her- my warrior goddess. The woman who slowly broke down my walls and has become a new pillar of strength for me. She is flanked by her sisters as they make their way through the crowd. She stops and greets diff
DARIUS POV Two Weeks Later The full moon came and went. We never celebrated with a festival. Too many of my pack members were fearful that the full moon has become a bad omen. Following the attack from the Forza Pack, and Lyle’s death, nobody wanted to celebrate. I was disappointed, but I understood everyone’s concern. We had a funeral for Lyle. Logan and Leslie were distraught. Especially Logan. He is filled with so much guilt. I wasn’t there, but Daya told me Logan snapped at Lyle before the Forza Pack attacked. He feels responsible for his brother’s death. As does Leslie. Lyle died saving her. I understand that guilt, having lost Calvin in the same way. Richard recommended a grief counselor, or even instating a pack therapist. We all have been through significant trauma. It’s werewolf nature to deal with pain and keep your head up and drive on. We forget that we are also part human. It makes sense that having someone to talk to during difficult times would be beneficial. Ri
DAYA POV The rest of us spring into action and shift, joining Lyle by the tree line. ‘I’m on my way! How many?’ Darius’ voice comes through the link. ‘I can’t tell! At least twenty! They don’t smell like rogues!’ I tell him. The attacking wolves don’t hesitate. They leap out from the trees and come at us. Logan and Leslie are the first to defend their brother. The rest of us are not far behind. Darius’ orders come through the mindlink. ‘Do your best not to kill! We take as many prisoners as we can!’ Fearing for my sisters’ safety, I focus on keeping them away from harm. ‘Amy get back!’ I yell to her through the link. ‘I can fight! Let me help!’ She shouts back angrily, her small, brown wolf shaking out her fur. It’s not helping her seem intimidating. ‘No! Go help bring silver chains so we can keep these wolves subdued!’ I order her. Her wolf storms off in the other direction. She is just not a skilled enough fighter. I refuse to put her a
DAYA POV One minute, I’m hitting a punching bag, imagining it’s Darius’ face. The next, I’m letting him mark me. I have no regrets. The moment Darius’ teeth connected with my skin I felt our bond snap together. I saw his entire life flash before my eyes. I saw all that he has lost. I felt all his pain. I finally understand why my parents never resented the Moon Goddess for the plague. I can feel every emotion Darius has. I know him. He knows me. Being this connected to another person is scary, and exhilarating. I haven’t heard anyone talk about these things with a chosen mate bond. Nobody has mentioned the sparks and tingles every time their chosen mate touches them…kisses them. And I’ve never heard anyone talk about absorbing their chosen mate’s memories when they complete their bond. I used to think werewolves were superior to humans because of our enhanced senses, our strength, and speed. And, yea, obviously, the whole shifting into a majestic animal is in
DARIUS POV As my pack members’ voices filled the outdoor space with cheers and applause, I could feel through the bond that Daya was not sharing in their feelings of excitement. I sensed her emotions were pinging between shock, annoyance, hesitation, uncertainty, and anger. Yea. I should have spoken to her about this beforehand. There wasn’t time. A few young kids ran up to us. One small girl took Daya’s hand. Little Phoebe is only five years old, with wavy black hair and big brown eyes that are almost too big for her head. She looks like a cartoon character. Daya looks down at this small girl. “I can’t wait to have a Luna. Especially one as pretty and brave as you. I’m going to be a warrior when I get older too!” Phoebe flexes her small arms, which are void of any muscle tone. And she grits her teeth together and lets out a growl, or what I think was supposed to be a growl. I can’t help but smile at her cuteness. I feel Daya’s emotions change through the bond. Gratitude
DAYA POV Justin’s trial created a ripple effect of change over the next week. Darius meant it when he told his pack things needed to change. He took a suggestion from me and Aurelian that all pack members should receive basic training in the event of future attacks. Of course, not everyone will be on the warrior squad, but Darius agreed that every pack member should have basic fighting skills for whenever Bram, or rogues, attack again. But that’s not all that has changed, Darius announced that he wants to increase security measures. He wants to create a tech team to bring Running River Pack into the twenty-first century. This pack is definitely more of a blue-collar, get-your-hands-dirty, type of pack. Which is great and all. But there is so much technology available that can better protect everyone and alleviate the strain on the warriors who run patrols. Warrior training has just wrapped up for the day and we are all making our way over to the packhouse for another all-p
DARIUS POV I’m buttoning up a black dress shirt as I hear the shower turn off. I peer into the bathroom and see Daya’s reflection in the mirror as she steps out of the shower. Her tan and muscular body is still wet. I catch a glimpse of her perfect ass before she wraps a towel around her naked form. Damn it! I look down and I’m already hard just from looking at her. I haven’t admitted this to Daya, but since she marked me, my desire to have sex, and bury myself deep inside her, has skyrocketed. We have been having plenty of sex now that she moved in, but I’m always hungry for more. It feels so good to have her next to me every night. It seems so natural for us. I don’t know what changed for Daya, but she has been more open with me. I’m hesitant to bring up the conversation of marking her. I don’t want to scare her and risk all the progress our relationship has made. She steps out of the bathroom and rakes her eyes over me. I don’t know if she did it on purpose, but she li