“Welcome Luna Iokaste, welcome gentlemen. I'm Lady Camille, mother of this coven." An older woman standing in the middle of the entryway welcomes us. "Luna Iokaste, you are correct. You will not be able to feel your bond with your mate while you are in our realm unless he is here with you. Never fear, we have spells that will help you overcome this feeling so you can concentrate on your studies and training. We will show you to your rooms in a few minutes, but first we need to go over some rules.” Marco pats my hand. "Give it a chance, Luna. If it's too much of a problem, I'll call the Alpha.” Lady Camille begins as if she didn't hear what Marco just said. "Now, the first thing to know is you will not be able to speak about the things we do here. Our land has an enchantment that will prevent you from being able to do so. “The second thing is that your weapons and cell phones will not work here, gentlemen. You're welcome to escort Luna Iokaste anywhere you want, but I assure you, the
The first few days, I let myself wallow in my own misery, moping around the apartment. I don't even shower. I spend a lot of time on the balcony, letting cigarette butts pile up in the ashtray. When I can't stand the silence anymore, I throw myself into work. I get to the office by seven in the morning and leave after eleven at night every day. After three days, I realize Carly is working the same hours to try to keep up and looks exhausted. I let her know she doesn't need to stay the long hours I do, she can work her regular hours. She seems relieved and grateful. Milo and Lenora distract me over the weekend with movies and shopping. I don't need anything for myself, but I picked up some kitchen gadgets for Kas as winter solstice gifts. On day eleven, I woke up ready to train. Saint has the itch to spar, which is bad news for my sparring partners. I get to the training grounds and let the trainers know to queue warriors up so I can burn some energy. They already know what to do whe
I hear a familiar giggle that warms my soul. I turn to find the most gorgeous woman in the world standing in front of me. She's wearing leggings and a linen sleeveless tunic style top. She's gained weight since the last time I saw her, filling out her curves. Her skin has a sun-kissed glow that makes a few freckles pop on her nose and cheeks. My heart skips a beat at the sight of my mate. She bounces on her toes and runs to me. "Bronx!" She squeals as she jumps into my outstretched arms. Sparks fly between us as our bodies collide. "Kas! Oh, Goddess, it's so good to see you. You look amazing." I say as I pepper her face with kisses and plant one on her mouth. "Luna Iokaste, dinner is in two hours. Why don't you show Alpha Bronx around in the meantime?" Lady Camille suggests as she seems to appear out of nowhere. "Yes, ma'am." Kas says but doesn't take her eyes off of me. *** "Bronx, I have learned so much already. Lex and I are so close now. It's practically like we're the same
I feel my blood start to boil but I know I need to keep my cool. All I can do is blink at her until I feel calm enough to speak. I unintentionally growl as I say. "Lady Camille, are you aware of my Luna's past? I have always promised her we will do everything at her pace. I won't mate with her if she isn't ready." "Stand down, Alpha Regent Bronx Andreas Mason." As she says in a stern tone, using my full name and title, I feel a disorienting sensation cloud my mind, reminding me how powerful she is. "I'm aware that Luna Iokaste has had to endure experiences that were out of her control. We have been counseling her on how to handle her thoughts and emotions related to those events." She stares at me for a long moment, then continues with a softer tone. "I recommend you find a way to give her that control back so you two can...enjoy yourselves. You don't need to have her back here until Sunday morning. The connection between you two and your wolf spirits is important. It is very clear t
Kas's POV I stand naked on the platform looking into Bronx's apple green eye. He's looking at me in the eyes, smiling with pride. A month ago, I would have tried to cover myself from letting him see me like this, but the time I have spent here at the coven and the things I have learned about my mind and who I am have given me the confidence to do things I wouldn't have done in the past. Beyond that, I'm finally going to let Lex have the freedom she deserves to meet her mate. She and I have started to connect on a deeper level. It's a union we didn't know we wanted from each other, but it has been desperately needed. We have a long way to go, but it is a start. "Ready, Lex?" "Yes! Let's get this show on the road." She howls at me.Just like Bronx said, I let myself fall back so Lex can take control. I feel the pain of the cracking and popping of bones, skin, and muscles stretching and tearing. It hurts, but not as bad as other things I have been through. I look down to see black fur
Bronx's POV I never imagined how perfect my first time would be. I feel pure contentment as I lay next to Kas, but I also feel lust for more at the same time. Kas has an arm and a leg draped over me. I use my fingertips to gently caress her arm as we admire each other. Her beautiful violet eyes look tired, which is expected. A first shift takes a lot out of you. There was still a glint of mischief in there too. I take her hand and kiss it. "You're amazing." I smile at her as I tuck some sparkly stray hairs behind her ear. "You called me your little goddess." She smiles sleepily. “Well, you're mine and you are a goddess, aren't you?” “Yeah, I suppose that's true." She muses, looking into the distance. “And compared to just about the rest of the world, except maybe fairies and tree sprites, you are little." I tease. "That makes you my little goddess.” "Hey! I've grown half an inch since I've been here." She giggles at me. I wrap my arms around her and pull her closer so I can pe
Bronx's POVI spend the remainder of the weekend at Lune D'or. I catch up with Henri and his son Martin who is now Alpha Regent and join in on a pack run. I even lead a couple of training sessions with their elite warriors. At dinner on Saturday evening, I meet Martin's in-laws. They own a bakery in town. The kitchen staff had told them about Kas wanting to learn how to make croissants which they found endearing. They give me their family recipe for baguettes to give to Kas when she gets home. It's in French, so I need to see if Cason will translate it for me. I know she's going to love it. Surprisingly, I don't feel empty like I had the last time I left Kas. It's almost like our time together energized and motivated me. I do a lot of research and get a ton of work done on the flight home and feel refreshed when I land. I'm completely ready to dive into work for MasonCo and bide my time until I see Kas again. When I get to the packhouse, I start to feel the sadness creep in, but I re
After making amends with Lenora by promising her two new pairs of shoes, we focus on work. In the last week, Lenora had brought in four large international contracts she had been working on for months. We need to get set up and staffed in the various countries and work with the local governments to ensure we have the correct permits to conduct our work. I know my team can do it without me, but I welcome the distraction. In my free time, I'm in my library drowning in research. The more I research, the more I feel like a speciesist asshole. For years, I let myself believe in preconceived notions about other paranormal species that simply weren't true. I never questioned what I had been told by the people around me. It's eye opening and humbling to learn the facts. It makes me realize I need to change my ways and I need to do a better job at educating my pack.In addition, Milo and Reggie are calling Alphas and drafting a charter I can present to Lady Camille. On Thursday, they present
I sit on the edge of the bed in the silent room. So this is what twenty-five feels like. I wonder if a hundred and twenty-five will feel just as good. What about two hundred and twenty-five? I laugh to myself at the thought as I head into the bathroom. I look in the mirror and run a brush through my white hair. None of the sparkly gray came back when it grew in four and a half years ago. I examine the mirror closer. It looks like there are some more violet flecks in the light gray of my irises, but maybe that’s just me being hopeful. I still don’t have any abilities other than being able to shift and mind linking other pack members. I splash water on my face and brush my teeth. There will be time to shower later before the pack Summer Solstice party and pack run. I pick up some toys that made their way into the closet room and find a dark blue sundress to wear. Once I am changed, I look at myself in the full-length mirror and smile. When I get into the living room, Marco comes up an
The smell of pine needles and lavender fills the room. I keep my eyes closed and hide my smile as the giggles get closer. “Mommy? Are you awake?” Maya’s little voice whispers loudly. I can feel her weight climbing onto the bed. “Shhh, Maya, Mommy gets to sleep, because it’s her birfday,” Andreas giggles at her while he climbs onto the bed as well. I roll over and pretend to yawn with a big growl and stretch my arms out wide, grabbing them both and bringing them toward me. Their happy squeals fill my heart with joy. “Hello, darlings,” I squeeze them tightly in my arms. “Mommy, happy birfday!” Andreas says happily and gives me a wet kiss on the cheek. “Mommy, Auntie Delilah said she’s made a cake for you,” Maya says with big gray eyes. She lays in my arms and plays with my white hair. She gives a sly little smile, “I think she made chocolate.” “Oh, she did, did she?” I smile back. The twins talk excitedly at the same time, telling me about all the things they want to do with me to
Kas’s POV I sit in front of him, even though he doesn’t know I’m there. I’m afraid if I look away, I may never see him again. Elexis’s black snout pushes under my elbow so I will put my arm around her while she sits next to me. I let myself lean heavily against her while we watch our mate realize that my spirit has left my body. “He broke the mate bond, Kas. Our spirits’ journeys are finished,” Lex says quietly, “There are no more lifetimes for us.” “I understand,” I nod slowly as I run my fingers through her silky onyx fur, “Lex, through everything, I forgive him. I’m sure it seems foolish, but I don’t have the desire to hold on to hate or malice when I move on. So, I forgive him.” “Of course you do. You have a good heart, Kas. I know how much you loved him over the centuries.” “I’ve made my peace, and I died knowing I did everything I could do to save my sisters and keep my pups alive. There is nothing else I need to fulfill me.” “It has been a pleasure being your wolf, Kas. I
“She’s pregnant?” I ask out loud, no one in particular. “Twins,” Reggie says dully. “Based on how big she is and comparing her to when Musu was pregnant, we think she’s due any day. Since she hasn’t eaten, her babies are basically using her body for nutrition. For lack of a better term, they’re eating her alive,” Milo says, as he brushes his hand against her cheek. He sits back on his heels and looks at her with tears in his eyes, “We don’t know what happened to Lex. She hasn’t been able to heal her for over three weeks now.” “What did the doctor say?” I gulp hard. I plant my feet to the ground, afraid to move. “You said no fucking doctors,” Reggie hisses at me through gritted teeth, “or have you forgotten?” “LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO HER YOU SON OF A BITCH!” Saint’s first words in weeks are pure rage against me. He tries to claw his way forward to take control and get to Kas, still protective of her. I take a step forward. A small piece of me, a deep down part that has been hidden awa
Bronx’s POV “Come on, man. It’s been a month. We’re sick of this shit. If this is your order, if this is truly what you want, then man the fuck up and come to the dungeon so you can see your damn handy work,” Milo’s steel-gray eyes bore into me, “Like you said, you don’t give a fuck anymore, so prove it. Come see what you’re doing.” “Watch your tone, Milo,” I stand up, growling at him. “Look, Bronx, you can come with us right now or you can find Blood River another Beta. I have plenty of packs who have already said they would give me asylum. Fuck being a Beta. I’ll take a job as a front gate guard and call it a fucking day. I’ll pack my shit, take Codi, and leave today if that’s how you really want this to go down. Your choice,” he crosses his arms and stares me down. Behind him, Reggie has his hands on his hips, looking at the floor. “What about you, Reggie? You're awfully quiet. Are you part of this ultimatum, too?” I lean forward against the desk, giving him a chance to speak u
Milo’s POV Marco had told us to find her binder before Bronx ordered us to lock him in solitary confinement. He said Kas kept note cards and binders for everything. We just had to find the correct binder to figure out what she was up to. He couldn’t tell us anymore because of some sort of potion he had swallowed. He was right. We rifled through dozens of binders in her office until we found one in her desk drawer that had a sticker labeled ‘Manae Notes’. It detailed everything, complete with cute pictures of rooms and furniture she wanted to use magic to create so her sisters would be comfortable in the home she was building for them. Some of the note cards were actually thin sheets of parchment that looked like they were hundreds of years old. Others were thick handmade papers that were crumbling on the edges. There were at least six different languages among the cards. Musu helped us translate most of them, but a few she said were in dead languages she wasn’t familiar with. Regardl
Kas’s POV I wake up in the morning feeling stiff and sore. I slide out of bed with a groan and look in the mirror. Even more than yesterday, I don’t recognize the reflection I see. Pale skin with dark bags below my eyes. All the violet from my irises is gone, replaced by a gray so light, it could be mistaken for white. I gently run a brush through my brittle, thinning hair. It is no longer gray and glittery. It’s turned into a dull shade of white that matches my eyes. I put on a loose dress and a heavy long cardigan to hide the joints protruding from all my angles before I go out to address my sisters for one last time before escorting them to Kardiá tou Manae. When I first met Lenora, bruises from my nose being broken upset her. What she would think now at my self-imposed deterioration. I turn to the side and admire my growing belly. I let myself smile when I feel the impatient little kicks coming from inside. I spend time with each team of sisters and make sure they are still on
Bronx’s POV Halloween comes and goes. Thanksgiving comes and goes. Winter Solstice is only a couple of weeks away. The frigid Montana winter trudges on. The world keeps turning as if Kas never existed. Last week, I heard Katherine Santoro’s abandoned estate in Greece burned down to the ground. No fatalities and no signs of the other residents and staff who lived there several days prior. A few days later, hunters found Katherine’s naked body, along with an unidentified woman, both mauled by wild animals in a wooded area of Mongolia. The artist's sketch of the other woman is clearly Cora. As soon as they confirmed Katherine was dead, I had my people get to work on acquiring Santoro Enterprises. Within several months, I will be the CEO, absorb the company into MasonCo and create a logistics division. If there are any Manae hiding among Santoro Enterprises staff, I will flush them out and throw them into the dungeon to rot. It’s what they deserve. If Kas ever dares show her face aga
Katherine’s POV The estate is unusually quiet when I get home from work. I don’t notice the usual hustle and bustle, but I chalk it up to coming home later than I normally do. I push open the door to my darkened office, pour myself a glass of scotch, and make my way over to the desk. I turn on the desk lamp and sit down, taking a deep sip of my drink. “Hello, Iokaste,” I lean back in my chair, addressing the woman in the tall wingback seat across the desk, “You look like shit.” “Hello, Katherine. Thank you for the compliment,” she snarks at me and leans forward from the shadow, letting me see her pale skin and sunken eyes be more clearly. Her spindly hand supports her chin. The longer I look at her, the more I realize she is way too thin. “K-Kas. Are-are you alright?” I stammer when I see her true condition. “Don’t worry about me, darling. You never have before. I’m here because I need you to do something for me. I’m going to give you a choice on how you do it,” she says, steepl