But the only thing I could consider at that moment is the confused cries of Nikolai at the sight of his mother in handcuffs. Distress and hurt making his pale face faintly flush. The way her eyes did not even glance at her sickly son.Sorrow and pity filled my heart.She had ruined so many lives. Sh
Nan’s POV“Nan…will you be my mate?”Perhaps I should have been shocked. Maybe I should have questioned him. Made sure that he fully understood the consequences of mating with a wolf-less like me.My happiness and relief from getting our daughters back gave me courage I did not know I possessed.“Ye
I thought deeper about it. Going over every memory I could think of. Anything that could hint that I might have had powers.I have been bullied all of my life. Cuts and bruises a common occurrence. I showed no healing powers then.Wouldn’t any healing powers manifest if I was in danger?It makes no
Lionel’s POVThe room was deathly silent.Words were not needed for the disbelief and hostility to come across.None dared flash their fangs at me. They displayed their displeasure in other ways. My nose was hit with a nearly overpowering scent of bitter anger and sour disgust.I deliberately ignore
“I only ask that you accept her as your Luna too.”It is no sooner that my request is voiced when the tension in the room swells dramatically. I am slammed with scents that burn like gasoline in outrage. The room becomes near sweltering as multiple wolves’ inner flames flare at the same time.Pandem
Third Person POVResearch became Nan and Lionel’s obsession.“Which text was it that confirmed our fated bond?” Nan asks Lionel.“An ancient one. Dating back to a few hundred years after the Great Calamity.” He replies.She whistles. “Yikes. That is old.”“Considering the Great Calamity was thousand
‘How did I not put this together sooner?’ Nan thought. The words uttered out loud putting it all into perspective for her.“Oh.” Realization blooms within Lionel’s face. Then a heart-pounding grin stretches across his pink mouth.“I think I have an idea. Do you remember the collector I reached out t
Lionel’s POV“This first trial is a test of connection.”Nan and I stood before the same stranger as before.His business card having identified him as: William Holder.Mr. Holder had immediately responded to Nan’s request. Making sure we understood the gravity of the situation. Answering our every