Mason’s heart raced when he saw Xenia holding a small bomb in her hand, ready to throw. He moved to stop her when their eyes connected, and Rodin pushed through. “No!” Rodin roared. “I will not let you hurt her.” “Rodin, I’m not going to hurt her!” Mason snapped, pushing him back down. “That much, at least.” Mason held up his hand to stop Lillian and Celia, who were coming up behind him. He kept his eyes on Xenia as she moved to the tunnel’s center, blocking their way. She paid no attention to Lillian and Celia. She kept her eyes trained on Mason. “Xenia-” “Don’t come any closer, or I will bring this place down,” Xenia said, holding the bomb above her head. “Bullshit,” Lillian said. “Your mother is not that far, and an explosion would collapse this entire tunnel and kill everyone. Her included. I know you don’t want that to happen.” “I would rather her die here than be your prisoner,” Xenia countered, momentarily glaring at Lillian. “Xenia, I don’t want to fight,” Mason said a
Two warriors grabbed Xenia’s arms, holding her back. Do it. Do what? Xenia wondered as her eyes returned to the boat her mother was on. Delilah’s silhouette was visible along the moonlit waves as she rowed away. She has to be too far away, right?“Nova, is there anything you can do?” Xenia asked, practically begging.“I can’t get to Rodin, Xenia,” Nova said solemnly. “Mason’s blocking meXenia refused to give up. She had to distract them. But how? She wondered as she saw Lillian raising her hand.“No!” Xenia yelled, taking Lillian’s attention. She pulled against the warriors’ hold, feeling a sense of power flowing through her from within. “Let me go,” Xenia said through her teeth.Surprisingly, they dropped to their knees, baring their necks to her. Xenia ran toward Mason, pushing Lillian out of the way and stepping in front of him. She placed her hands on his chest.“I said stop!”Mason looked down at her. The air was tense as they stared at each other, but she was determined to see
This shouldn’t be possible. Something doesn’t feel right. What the hell is going on? Thoughts raced in Mason’s mind as he watched a fully transformed Nova stalk toward Lillian. Her white fur shone in the moonlight, and all Mason wanted to do was run to her. He wanted to feel her fur through his fingers and greet her the only way mates knew how. Even Rodin shared his wants. Mason felt himself moving towards Nova, reaching out his hand. He wanted to make sure he was seeing what was in front of him. He heard words being said and saw Lillian’s desperation, but his mind was far gone. Nova was here, in wolf form, and he was...speechless. How?“Mason!”Lillian’s scream pulled him from his trance as he watched Nova lunge for Lillian. Lillian dodged with enough room to shift herself and dart into the woods. Nova was fast on the rebound and ran after Lillian faster than Mason expected. He quickly shifted into Rodin.“Rodin, follow her.”“Maybe we should let her do what she wants,” Rodin said
Mason laid Xenia on the bed, wiping away the bead of sweat forming on her forehead. The moment he moved away, she whimpered. Her eyes squeezed tight and her arms curled around her legs until she became a ball. He felt the pain she was still in from the transformation, and all he wanted to do was ease it. Mason moved to the bathroom and started a bath filled with a calming balm. He moved back to Xenia, picking off any remains of the forest floor that was stuck to her body. He lifted her, and a minute later, he guided both of their bodies into the water. Mason knew all too well what the first shift felt like, and if it hadn’t been for his brother, he might have gone mad from the pain, too.FLASHBACK Mason’s body tensed with an otherworldly energy. He didn’t tell anyone he was shifting and didn’t want to do it in front of the entire pack. Everyone was so impressed with Micah’s white wolf when he shifted six full moons ago. Mason could see the disappointment in their eyes when it came
A high pitched squeal reverberated on the walls of Lillian’s room. The sudden sound made Lillian crawl away from the mirror as she watched Melania dance in the field of flowers. Lillian didn’t know how to comprehend this emotion as she never saw Melania this way. Is she…happy? Lillian wondered but she knew Melania’s emotions were never as they seem sometimes. Melania was just as unpredictable as Nova. So Lillian waited until Melania was finished. Before reporting Nova’s shift, the moment Lillian contacted Melania she was pulled into a chokehold. Lillian remembered Melania’s threat about calling her but once she was able to tell Melania about Nova, Melania suddenly released her. Her face showed a mirage of emotions from shock to confusion to happiness, at least Lillian hoped for that last one.Lillian massaged her throat which was still healing from the attack from Nova and the chokehold only made it worse. Suddenly Melania appeared closer in the mirror. Her hands caressed the surfac
Inside the candle-lit dungeon, the air was heavy with tension and the smell of burned flesh. Lillian stood over a cauldron filled with fire, swirling a silver knife through the flames. Behind her Lacey groaned in agony, squirming just a bit, which only made things worse. Every movement made the chains tighten around her body, sending a burning pain up her arms. To the left of Lacey sat Frieda, whose hair cascaded over her laps. Lillian had already had her fun with Frieda until the she-wolf passed out from the pain. Freida’s body was riddled with cuts and bruises similar to those on Lacey. Each bruise was taking its time to heal due to the wolfsbane they were injected with hours ago.In the other cell, Princess Carla was bound with chains around her neck and wrists while Aidy and Jane sat in the cell next to her, bound by their wrists. For the past few days, they had to listen to Lacey’s and Frieda’s screams until they subconsciously blocked them out. Lillian pulled the knife out of t
It felt like hours had passed since Lillian left the dungeons and during that time Lacey frantically reached out to Celia. Still, she felt nothing. Lacey wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing. Celia was all she had left of her family, especially with her brother James lost in the world. Her worrying was cut off by Aidy’s sobs and Carla’s growling at her in response. Secretly Lacey rather be tortured than listening to them.“She won’t hurt Celia,” Jane said to Lacey. “She’s on their side. I’ve seen it.”This wasn’t the first time Jane brought this up. The moment they were moved to the dungeons Jane noticed Celia was nowhere to be found. It was surprising since Celia was always there to save Lacey if given the chance.“You lie,” Lacey exclaimed. “You don’t know that.”Jane snorted. “Oh, believe me. I do.”Lacey narrowed her eyes at Jane but something on Jane’s face made Lacey believe Jane knew something about Celia she didn’t. “Well, Lillian is as crazy as they come and she probab
Lacey shook her head, trying to comprehend what Celia just said. She looked at Frieda, who was sharing the same shocked expression, but Jane didn’t look surprised at all. Jane glared at Celia, who kept her gaze on the floor. “Please tell me it’s not true,” Lacey pleaded with Celia. “Please tell me they forced you or threatened your life.”Celia looked up momentarily, catching the mixture of frustration and concern on Lacey's face. Her hands gripped the tray of food as she looked away. Before she could say anything, Rick walked up to Jane’s cell.“Let’s go,” he growled at Jane while opening the cell door, “and bring the other human too.”“Why? What are you going to do?”Rick stalked across the cell, grabbing Jane by the neck. “It doesn’t fucking matter. You are not in a position to ask questions. Do you understand?”When Jane didn’t answer fast enough, Rick tightened his grip around her neck until she nodded. He glanced over to Aidy and pointed towards the door. “Start moving, human,”