Lucina moved her shadows like a conductor commanding an orchestra, her long, delicate fingers dancing through the air, sending shadow snakes to decapitate vampires and booming shadow waves to crush one of the two remaining helicopters. Then, she turned her eyes on Simon.He must have realized he’d overstepped and was in trouble, because he cast a spell on himself a moment before Lucina’s shadows caught him. The few vampires and ferals that remained alive toppled over as though every ounce of life had been sucked out of them. A faint, shimmery light flashed from their bodies back to Simon as they fell. A moment later, the fucker vanished, escaping death by less than a second.Around us, his forces lay dead at our feet. Glancing back, I saw Crew, obviously exhausted by the fight, being helped to his feet by Chelsey and Eli.Lucina pulled her shadows back to shroud her in darkness once again, then stepped forward, staring down at the spot where Simon had been a moment before.“Pity. I wa
But if Lucina was telling the truth, it sounded like his imprisonment in her shadow prison would last longer than anything we could possibly do to him.“Fine,” Wyatt finally said. “If Kira agrees, then…ugh, fuck, I guess we’ll spare him.”I nodded. It was for the best. “We will. Unless he gives us no other choice.”Lucina bowed her head. “Understood. I will not ask you to sacrifice your lives to bring him to me.” A wall of flame sprang out of a doorway to our right, and everyone but Lucina flinched. “This place is not as safe as it once was. You’ll be fine here for a while, but I suggest departing as soon as you are able.”Without another word, she burst into a cloud of bats and fluttered out through the top of the volcano.J.D. was slumped on the ground, clutching his wound. His healing was slow-going, and the sheen of sweat on his face told me he was still in immense pain. All around, I noticed more and more people who’d been hurt in the fight. Several weren’t shifters, so they woul
“Wyatt, now is not the time to play the tragic hero. Maybe we…Wyatt? Are you okay?”His brow had furrowed, jaw clenched, and he leaned out over the railing, squinting at the ocean. I focused on the horizon and spotted a small, black speck.“What is that?” I asked.Wyatt squinted some more. After a moment, his face went slack. “Son of a bitch. It’s another helicopter. A fucking big one.” Horror and defeat marred his handsome face as he looked at me. “Simon. He must have sent another one when he got to wherever he teleported to.”“Oh my gods,” I whispered. “We can’t fight off more of them. Not unless Lucina comes back.”We took the stairs two and three at a time, rushing to get back down. By the time we reached the floor, the faint sound of rotors were audible.“What’s wrong?” Eli asked when she saw our worried faces.Wyatt pointed up at the opening above us. “Helicopter inbound.”Her face fell. “Are you serious?”“Unfortunately,” I said.The look of hopeless despair was only on her fac
When they’d finished their bro hug, they walked over to us. The big man nodded to me. “You’re Kira.” He said it like a statement rather than a question, and he put a thumb to his own chest. “August. August Evander. I figured I had to come save my alpha’s ass.”I frowned at Wyatt, who rolled his eyes before punching August’s shoulder. “Unofficial packs don’t have alphas. Not a leader alpha, anyway. I keep telling you that.”August shrugged. “Whatever.”Crew joined us, and his relief was palpable. “Are you here for us? Can we hitch a ride home?’August looked over Crew’s head at the people huddled by the wall, then at the ruination Simon and Lucina had wrought. He nodded. “I suppose we are. No offense, buddy, but you all look like a shit smear on the ass of a harpy.”“Thanks,” Crew said wryly. “We feel even worse. You have no idea how happy we are to see you guys.”August pointed a thumb over his shoulder at the helicopter. “Get your folks on there. This place isn’t safe. Honestly, we’r
Once we were about a hundred yards off the coast, a shadowy ripple appeared around the entire island, and was gone in the blink of an eye. One of Lucina’s new wards. A fortress spell to keep anyone from ever trying to use the island for evil again.From this distance, Bloodstone Island looked like paradise. The horrors that lurked there were invisible. Like most things, its true nature was hidden until you were right upon it.Much like people. From far away, a person might appear to be smiling, but once you stood next to them, you saw the smile was actually a hungry grin. That the gleam in their eyes was really madness.Chapter 14WyattOnce we’d leveled off and were far enough away from the island, Kolton joined us. “You guys can take off your seatbelts and move around if you want. We have about a few hundred miles to the coast, where we’ll need to refuel, and then another couple hundred miles or so to our pack lands.”The survivors mostly stayed put, but several others unsnapped the
Kira glanced over her shoulder at Gavin. He sat, head back against his seat with his eyes closed. The steady rise and fall of his chest indicated that he was asleep.“What about the Ninth Pack?” Kira asked, turning back around.Kolton and August grimaced. “Those guys are the biggest assholes we’ve had to deal with,” August said. “They want the Eleventh Pack lands. Bad.”Kolton nodded and patted August on the shoulder. “These guys have been a godsend. Like I said, without them, the Ninth Pack would have invaded and very likely eviscerated us.” Kolton chewed the inside of his cheek as he turned back to Kira. “Jayson and his pack elders have accused our pack of orchestrating the assassination of Jayson’s father. They’re trying to push into our territories to kill off as many of our pack members they can get a hold of. We’re already one of the smallest packs. We can’t afford to lose more members.”Most of shifter society would have been taken aback to learn an unofficial pack was not only
“He?” I asked, frowning. “Who are we talking about? This thing had to cost a few million. Who the fuck has that kind of money?”August glanced at Kolton, and the two men shared a look. Kolton sighed. Oh, I wasn’t going to like the answer. I swore, if they told me Jayson Fell or Von Thornton paid for this fucking helicopter, I would jump out the door and drown myself in the ocean.“The wire transfer was from, uh, your dad. Lawrence Rivers,” Kolton said.The words slammed into me so hard, I took a step back. Confusion warred with disbelief. My father? The same man who’d barely blinked when I left our pack to become a lone wolf?“Hey,” Kolton said, hurrying on, “I know you left your pack for a good reason, and I’ve never pushed you to tell me what happened, but he really wanted to help save you. He told us he wanted you to contact him as soon as you got back…er, if you were alive, that is. Which you are…so that’s good.”My mouth moved, but no words came out. I put a hand on the wall to h
“Yeah, yeah, we get it,” Kira said. “Let’s change the subject before you actually vomit. Can you give us more info on how the war is going? We need details.”Kolton looked relieved to get our attention off his obvious attraction to Eli. “Yeah, sure. The first skirmish, the one that started the whole war, was actually between our pack and the Ninth. It was right after they accused us of assassinating Jayson’s dad. There were lots of smaller engagements on the borderlands. The real issue, though, was that our fight set off a bomb among the other packs. There’s fighting happening around Fangmore City among the other packs. The city itself has locked down its borders to try and prevent rioting and fighting in the streets. That’s where all the top alphas and betas, along with the highest-ranking members of the Tranquility Council, have taken refuge. Right now, it’s the safest place.” Kolton growled.“There have even been reports of wolf shifters fighting in wiccan and human cities. Fae tow
Who knew what the future held? Maybe things would look even more different in a few years. After all, look how much had changed in a few short months.I walked down to get a better view of everyone. So many familiar faces. Chelsey and Crew, of course. Mika, with Zoe snuggled right up against him. J.D. and Leif, holding hands. Leif’s body, face, and attitude were stronger and healthier than during our final days on Bloodstone Island. It had taken weeks of intensive work with spell casters, healers, and psychologists, but he’d fully recovered. No longer feral, he’d begun working with J.D. to form a nonprofit company to help shifters who were in danger of going feral or who had recently slipped over. He wanted to give everyone the same help he’d been given.Abel had come with his new girlfriend, the woman he’d always thought should have been his fated mate. My brother Kolton stood beside Eli, their hands clasped together. Eli was even more beautiful than before. After we’d revealed all t
I needed to speak to Kira alone. Now that everything was wrapping up, I had to see how she was doing. Taking her hand, I led her back down the hallway to a private alcove. I kissed her, my lips lingering on hers for longer than necessary. All the stress of the last few days—hell, the last few weeks—finally felt like it was easing. Now we would have time to think and recover.“How are you?” I asked. “After what Simon did to you in there?”Watching her turn into a mindless animal had frightened me even more than when she’d attacked me. Seeing those soulless eyes glaring down at me while she snapped and growled had damn near broken my heart.Kira took a steadying breath and nodded. “For a minute or two there, I really thought I might kill you. I had no control. The idea of killing my own fated mate was horrifying. I don’t think I’ve ever been that terrified in my life. But it’s over.” That beautiful smile returned to her face. “Whatever Lucina did broke that spell. I don’t think I’ll eve
The elevator trip was spent in silence, each of us basking in the other’s happiness and relief. Kira’s emotions bounced through my mind, and I was ecstatic that we hadn’t lost this deep, binding connection.At the ground floor, the doors slid open and we were met with two voices, one mewling and begging, the other pissed.“Told your ass not to run, didn’t I? And my name is fucking August, not Autumn!”What the hell was going on?“Please, you must let me go, you must. I have fans. Oh, gods, it hurts. What do you want? Money? I can get you girls. Boys, if that’s your speed? Whatever you want!”Von?I turned to look at Kira, and her eyes were as shocked as mine. We sprinted from the elevator and around the corner. Von was pinned to the wall with the broken leg of a chair. The makeshift stake pierced him in the shoulder rather than the heart. August stood before him, using a hand to hold the vampire’s head up. Seeing us coming down the hall, he let Von go, letting the host dangle six inch
Movement caught my eye, and I glanced at our friends. August was talking hurriedly to Crew, who nodded and took over control of the camera. August then rushed over to take a seat at the table while Crew zoomed the camera in close to August’s face.“Good afternoon, world. I hope you enjoyed the latest episode of the new show, What the Fuck? I’m your host, August Evander.“Now that I have a captive audience, I have some cats—er, dogs—to let out of the bag. I’m sure you’ll all enjoy this. We all love dirt. Let’s spill the tea, shall we?”August rambled off the information he’d dug up, starting with Crew’s parents. He proceeded to discuss the Tranquility Council’s corruption, the assassinations carried out by Tranquility operatives, pay-offs, embezzling, blackmailing, paid-off judges, murders, and more. Nearly every alpha and beta from the upper packs were named in some dirty dealing or another.At first, we stood transfixed by August’s rapid-fire delivery, but eventually, the board membe
Heline turned and registered the camera. A mix of emotions flashed across her face--confusion, understanding, shock, anger, fear, rage. Her face was even paler than before as she took in the truth. Millions had seen and listened to her admit to all she’d done.Behind me, Wyatt chuckled. “After all this, I can’t believe I’m happy to see a camera.”Heline’s eyes widened, and I thought she was going to unleash a tirade on us. But instead, she grinned and laughed along with Wyatt.“Yes, yes, yes, so funny,” she chuckled. “Of course I knew that camera was there. Do you really think the great Heline would let anything happen to her acolytes? I care deeply for them. I would never allow harm to come to them for something I allegedly did.”“Really?” I asked dryly.“I fully intended to make the fated mate pairings right again. I always did, my dear girl,” Heline added.The way she called me dear girl made my guts go watery and cold. The smile on her lips was no longer jovial. It looked like the
Stop! Please no, don’t hurt him. Gods, please stop, I screamed out at myself from deep in my mental prison, but through my internal screams, I watched as the jaws that had once belonged to me snapped and bit at Wyatt. He managed to hold me back, his hands under my jaw, but I was strong and he’d been caught unaware. I couldn’t even hear his thoughts or emotions now. All I could see was the terror in his eyes as my teeth drew nearer his neck.“Enough!” a shout erupted from behind me.Even in the manic feral state of my body, whatever controlled me turned to see the mousy woman standing. She lifted her arms and a flash of magic shot forward, surrounding me in a net of darkness, the strands of it digging painfully into me. With a jerk of her hand, I was hauled away from Wyatt, leaving him blessedly safe.Inside the strange magical net, Simon’s influence melted away, the weird connection between us shattering. Suddenly, I was free. Freer than I’d felt since that night all those years ago.
“I can’t die like this,” he gasped. “My fans. They’re watching. If I die on air, it will be appalling.”Ignoring Von’s pleas, Wyatt said, “Call for Heline, Von.”Von’s murmured begging ceased. “Excuse me?”“Of every person on this show, you’ve been around the longest. If anyone knows the moon goddess, it’s you. You see her at the end of every damned season. Call her. Tell her to get her ass down here. Now.”“But…but…but,” Von stammered. “My boy, I can’t simply call to a goddess—aah!” Von’s words cut off in a shriek as Wyatt dug the pencil in deeper.“Von,” Wyat said with a sad shake of his head, “I am not a fan of yours. Please don’t piss me off. I’ve staked enough vamps in my day to know exactly how scared you are of this pencil.”I couldn’t take my eyes off Von’s face. The sheer terror I saw there was both sad and cathartic. He’d put us through so much shit, had giggled, laughed, and applauded over it. Now he was getting a taste of the danger he loved—and it seemed he wasn’t a fan.
Every time I tried to open my mouth, nothing came out. I must have looked guilty beyond belief. Wyatt turned toward me and saw the look of horror in my eyes. The fingers of his mind drifted into mine, and an instant later, he spun in his chair, angry eyes leveling on Simon.“He’s doing something to her,” Wyatt snapped.Simon adjusted his glasses and laughed. “Me? I’m doing nothing. Perhaps Ms. Durst is simply speechless with guilt for her crimes. Have you thought about that, Mr. Rivers?”Veins bulged at my neck as I tried to force words from my mouth, but it was like a brick wall had been built between my voice box and my mouth. I stared down at the table, at the pad of paper and sharpened pencil I had before me, trying to make sense of what was happening. Around the room, the other guests and board members glared at me with dark, accusing eyes.A hand touched my leg. Firm yet gentle, gripping my thigh. The fingers cool even through my pants. Von’s assistant. Surprised, I glanced down
Chapter 25 Kira The hesitancy I felt as we walked toward the table nearly made me freeze in place, but I pushed forward. I would not let these assholes see me weak.Before each seat was a legal pad and pencil, as if they expected us to take notes or something. Wyatt took his seat, and I sat beside him, the mousy little assistant on my other side. The woman still hadn’t said a word, which didn’t surprise me. If I had to be around Von Thornton all day, I’d keep my mouth shut, too. The guy never seemed to stop talking. The poor woman had probably given up on speaking while at work.Simon’s eyes were still on me. Even without looking in his direction, I could feel them boring into me. In the deepest recesses of my mind, I could still catch small hints and whispers of his voice, calling to me. It was less like the connection Wyatt and I shared and more like a faint memory. Any hope I’d had that I’d imagi