JohnathanIt’s business as usual at sunrise. The weekend is drawing to a close and our visitors are leaving, none of them even aware of the drama that unfolded around them over the weekend.I sit on the ridge overlooking the road, watching the humans drive in and out of Haven's Crest. “We have to close the town,” I say to Kahn who decided to join me on my morning excursion.“Those humans bring the money. They're the reason your Omegas have jobs.”“They could also be spies, assassins.” I don’t care about myself, but anyone who knows just a little about me, knows how much my son means to me. How much Mara means to me. They could just as easily kill them to get to me.Kahn snorts loudly. “No human would ever be able to get close enough.”“A sniper could.”“And kill you with what?”“A silver bullet.”Again the vampire lets out a derisive little snort. “Please. Nothing so pedestrian. It will take more than a little silver to kill you, Johnathan. They need to get closer than that.”“In Mara
MaraI find Donovan at the old pack house where a crew is busy cleaning up, carrying decaying furniture and debris from the crumbling building. “What is going on?” I ask the Beta.Donovan straightens and wipes sweat from his brow with his forearm. “Well, yesterday, before everything went tits up, Beta Preston told us that Alp- King Johnathan wants to fix this place up for the Alphas. "Preston left before he could put a crew together, so I decided to do it.” He gives me an uncertain look. “I- I hope I didn’t overstep. You gave us a home. Safety. We just want to be helpful.”Much as I hate to admit it, Donovan would be a good second Beta. He has all the leadership skills and training for it. The crew consists mostly of the Gammas and Deltas from our old pack, and a handful of Omegas I’ve seen around the town and new pack house. I don't know who we can and can't trust anymore, but I doubt anyone can do much damage while they're busy cleaning up the massive pack house. The ones we need
JohnathanThe days bleed into weeks, the weeks into months. The wheels at Haven’s Crest keep on turning, the world keeps on spinning. If it weren’t for the wolves that showed up here every day, reporting about the vicious attacks that befell their packs, I could go on in blissful ignorance, believing nothing’s wrong.Every night, the vampires search the town and surrounding forests, looking for the assassins and spies who fled when we started our interrogations. We caught two in my house. One of them was Susarah.Gregory was heartbroken when I arrested his nanny. After all the work he put in to be a good boy for her, her betrayal crushed him. I can't get over the fact that I blamed my son for mistreating Susarah, but after Kahn spent ten minutes with my boy, he declared that Gregory could see her true intentions - he just didn’t understand what he was seeing. His violence was a direct reaction to her true heart. It wasn’t an excuse for his actions, but my son fought against his inst
JohnathanGregory sits quietly in his car seat, staring out of the window as we drive into town. The two of us haven’t had a lot of father-son time lately. Maybe he’d open up more if I gave him my undivided attention for a few hours. “Hey buddy,” I say on a whim. “How do you feel about ditching school and going to the waterfall slides instead? Just you and me.”“Really?” he asks, his eyes widening with surprise, and his face lighting up with delight.Mara spent the last several months teaching him how to say his Rs properly. I have to admit I sometimes miss the way he used to speak - it was sweat and innocent - but they grow up fast, and as much as we want to, we can’t keep them babies forever.“Yes. Let’s swing by the cafe, get some snacks and drinks, and head out. Winter is around the corner, and this could be our last chance before the rains come.”“Yes,” Gregory says and claps his hands excitedly. “No one else? Just you and me?”“Just you and me.”I just want my exuberant boy back
MaraOnce outside the town, I easily trace Preston’s scent. He doesn’t bother to hide himself, and the newer wolves are afraid of him. He smells of despair and sorrow. body odour and blood.I find him close to the foot of the mountains, staring up at the peaks he will never be able to reach. When he sees me coming he turns to run away, but I quickly hold him in place, using my new magical talents.Elemental magic can harm or heal. Earth elements heal. I’m still not sure how it all works, or what it really is, but I know how to wield it, and that’s the only thing that matters now.Preston freezes and slowly turns to look at me. He is a mess. Dirty, smelly, his unkempt beard covered in twigs and the dried blood of the animals he killed to survive.“What is that?” he asks, his voice hoarse and low.“My magic,” I answer. “It’s new.” And I'm getting really good at it too. I'm often surprised by my own abilities.“I know it’s your magic.” Preston huffs, his voice laced with anger. “I was th
MaraI slowly walk back to the pack house, swinging the heavy velvet bag by my side. I haven’t given Rose any thought since Johnathan took her to live with the vampires. I don’t know if she’s doing okay, if they’re mistreating her, or if she’s even learning anything.Guilt gnaws at me like a hungry caterpillar. After what happened with Ally, I should have gone and gotten my sister. What she is, and what she became, isn’t her fault. Just as it wasn’t Ally’s fault for being raised in a man eater pack. She was a child. She didn’t know any better. Rose doesn't know any better.I come up to our pack house from the back, walking across the sunny deck and past the glittering pool. The days are getting cooler, but not cold. The heat is just about bearable, but the pool still looks very inviting.Instead of jumping in, as I’m prone to do of late, I walk past the blue water and into the mansion. Everyone should be back by now, and they need to know that the Lunae is on their way.I wonder what
JohnathanMy Beta’s scent hits me when I step into the pack house. Bergamot and oak - his favourite cologne. Mara actually managed to convince him to come back. I smile to myself. I really have to stop underestimating my mate. I gently nudge Gregory on the small of his back, turning him in the direction of the stairs. “Run upstairs and change for supper, buddy.”His skin is glowing after a day spent in the sunshine, and he’s in good spirits. More like the boy I remember. “I don’t like my woo-” he stops, frowns, and deliberately corrects himself, “rrrrr-oom anymore, Daddy.”“Why not?” I ask. “It’s where all your toys live.”“It makes me think of Susarah, and it makes me sad.”I nod, and crouch in front of him. “I know it’s difficult, kid… but people die. They leave us here and we have to find a way to go on.” It’s just a shame he had to find that out before he even turned six years old.“She didn’t die, you killed her,” my son says, his tone flat, even, and scary cold.I flinch at my
JohnathanI would love nothing more than to spend the rest of the afternoon with my mate and son, but I can’t. As I shower and change into my regular clothes, I’m assaulted by images of Rose. I’m pretty sure the Goddess is sending them purely to torment me. “Stop it,” I growl after a while. “Do you not care about Mara at all?”*The matters of your frivolous love lives doesn’t concern me,* the Goddess answers.“Then why did you bother to create fated mates? Make us feel the pain of their death as if it’s our own?”She doesn’t answer me, but I am not surprised. When I ask such questions, she never bothers with an answer - perhaps because I won’t like what she has to say.*The girl is is wasting away in the darkness. She is one of yours. You must protect her.*“Yeah, okay, fine!” I snap. “I’ll go get her. Just leave me the fuck alone.”I swear I hear the Goddess laugh as she retreats. Shaking my head, I pull my loafers out of the closet and go to Gergory’s room. He’s on the floor with
JohnathanWe wake up at the foot of the mountain. My mountain, as everyone here calls it.Thank God Dante didn't get it in his skull to climb up there with Aria. She would have fallen to her death.The rain pitter-patters through the leaves, the steady drizzle already soaking us through to the bone. Shit. What happened?I look around and find Mara lying a few feet from me, curled up like a baby, hand clasps between her knees, wet hair clinging to her face. My stomach tightens, the muscles going tight as a drum. “Dante,” I ask. “What did you do?”He’s sulking. Refusing to talk to me.“Okay,” I try a different tact. “What did Aria do?”Nothing. Dead silence from my wolf.Sighing, I get to my feet and walk over to Mara. I lean over and gently touch her shoulder to wake her. She jerks and botls upright. Without any hit of shame or fear, she yawns, and stretches, giving me a good eyeful of her delectable body. “Are you all right?” I ask before she’s even fully awake. “What did Dante do
JohnathanMara and I are both wide awake now, though she’s restless and paces around the bedroom, flitting back and forth like a gnat on meth. It makes me deeply uncomfortable watching her like that. She's filled with a kind of nervous energy that she needs to discharge before she explodes.When she comes around the bed for the fourth time, I grab her wrist. “Let's go outside. You look like you could use a run.”“Can we shift?” she asks, a hopeful tone in her voice.I pull her onto my lap and kiss her. “Of course we,” I say when we’re both breathless. “Or,” she suggests and swings herself around to straddle me. “We can just stay here and get rid of our pent up frustrations that way.”I laugh and drop my brow on her head. “Sorry, babe,” I say with real regret. “You’re still smelling a bit… heaty to me.”“Heaty?” she splutters with a laugh. “Is that even a word?”“I don’t know. Come on. We can get rid of our frustrations the wolf way.”"Shouldn't we stay away from each other? If I'm s
Mara“Why are you here?” I ask Kahn. “Can you please just get me a drink first… before you start interrogating me? Cooking sherry will do, I don’t care, just give me something.”Snorting softly, I get up and go to the parlour, hoping and praying that the two Betas have left. To my great relief, I find the door open and the lights off. Without bothering to switch on the overhead, I walk over to the drinks cabinet and get a fresh bottle of whiskey for Kahn.He’s agitated and out of patience by the time I return. “Took you long enough,” he says and tears open the seal.“Well, I move at the speed of a wolf, not a vampire. What’s wrong?”“Apart from the fact that Felicity had me drawn and quartered, mourning my head on a spike to witness by dangling torso, not much.”“Yu- you were aware of it?”“Yes.”“Last time-”He slams his head on the table. “I know what happened last night. Blissful memory loss. No such luck this time.” He pulls the cork out of the whiskey and starts to chug it. “Th
MaraThe mansion feels quiet and dead. A gloom has settled over our home, and I just want it gone. I don't like feeling this unsettled in a place I love so much.The Omegas aren’t here, lighting up the space with their laughter. The kitchen, always filled with warmth and light, is cold and dark. Gregory isn’t here, asking me to ‘come play dinosaurs with me, Mara.’“Where are Preston and Donovan?” I ask, hoping that their presence will lift the despair that settled like a suffocating blanket over everything.“Gathering the dead,” Johnathan answers. His face is passive, but his eyes speak volumes.“Should we go to the funerals?”My mate shakes his head. “It’s not a funeral. They will cremate the fallen together. It's how we honour warriors.”I’m relieved that we don’t have to go, but I feel guilty at the same time. I want to support our wolves - they need to know they’re not alone. That their King and Queen didn’t abandon them.But after even a day in the infirmary, I’m still weak. Even
MaraI slowly come awake. I'm warm, dry, and comfortable. The last thing I remember was running down that mountain, the rage burning through me like a wildfire.Rain pitter-patters overhead, but the room is light and airy.Confused, I sit up and look around. I’m all alone, in a room that looks very much like a hospital. The bed is slightly inclined, allowing me to sit half upright.I'm in Haven's Crest infirmary.What happened to my my mate? My friends? My pack? Where are they?Panic courses through my veins. I have to get Johnathan. Is he dead?No.I grasp my heart, as if touching my chest will bring my mate closer to me. I’d know if he was dead. I’d feel it.I mind link with Johnathan. He's there, alive, keeping the connection open, but not responding to my endless stream of questions, asking him where is, what happened, who died, who lived...I couldn't stand it. Watching them die. Our warriors. Ilse. The vampires. Even the nymphs. Every time I saw one of them fall, it was li
JohnathanI send a prayer up to all the gods and goddesses who are supposed to be looking after us, asking them to look over us as we attempt the impossible here tonight.The Lunae will go in first, joining their magic to disorientate and scare the enemy. I would never have thought of it, but Rose and Pia told me that it’s what they’re best at. Altering someone’s mind.That will hopefully get most of the soldiers out of their armored vehicles. We will use our rocket launchers to blow up the first, middle, and last vehicle, making it impossible for them to drive back down.I picked out a few wolves that are excellent snipers, they will take out as many people as they can from the ridges. The rain makes it difficult, but not impossible - not for a wolf, at any rate.The vampires will literally rain fire down from above with the petrol bombs. It’s not ideal, but it’s the best we can manage. When that fails, Ilse told me she’ll simply start to drop some boulders on them.I did ask the Lun
JohnathanMara isn’t entirely wrong. We could, perhaps, get the upper hand if we attack from the side, taking the vehicles out one by one, sowing chaos and capitalising on it.There is a better way though. A slow grin spread across my face.I know what to do. With the help of the vampires attacking from above, our small stash of explosives, a little bit of magic, nature, and whole lot of dumb luck… we may just pull it off.I still want the Omegas out of the way though. Just in case we don’t make it. We are faster than they are, and can disappear into the mountains when it looks like we’re losing.Both of the bickering Alphas made excellent points. Hiding is not going to help, and neither will a head-on attack. So we have be sneaky.I put my thumb and forefinger between my lips and whistle loudly, silencing the ongoing screaming match. “Okay. Here’s what we’re going to do…”I lay my plan out to the Alphas. I’m barely done talking, when Donovan grabs a handful of warriors and sets off
MaraThe alarm slowly comes to life, the off-key wee-wah, wee-wah, echoing across the town growing louder and louder, until I can feel it vibrating in my bones. It's so loud that I have to hold my ears shut, in case the loud alarm burst my eardrums.Felicity grimaces and takes off, quickly disappearing behind the curtain of rain. “Do you think she’ll bring Kahn back?” I ask Johnathan, screaming to make myself heard above the alarms.Johnathan taps his head and switches over to the mind link, though the alarm, fear, and roar of the rain makes it difficult to concentrate. “Yes. She will. She might be angry and hurt, but she’s not stupid.”I nod, and stare at the lights coming ever closer. They definitely belong to big vehicles - trucks or buses or maybe even tanks.Wolves, humans, witches, and other creatures I’ve never seen out and about, start to spill from their homes, joining us in the street. I see Joshua first and run to him. Johnathan makes a grab for me, but when he sees what I
MaraIt feels like something is crawling under my skin. An itch I can’t scratch. Something is coming. It's not just the heat that's setting my nerves alight tonight.I can taste it in the air.Death.**For such gentle people, the fae sure has one hell of a violent fertility goddess. When Johnathan and I mated, the Goddess descended from the heavens to bless us. Her presence was warm and welcoming. I found comfort in her embrace.Vesta’s presence was like getting hit over the head with an aphrodisiac. If Johnathan wasn’t there, I don’t know what I would have done. Probably humped a tree. But it was much more than that. She made me see something I'd never seen before.It was as if I stood outside of my own body, looking at myself and my behaviour. For just a second, I saw myself as Johnathan must have seen me all these weeks. Cold, detached, distant. Then he took my hand, and I crashed back into my body.And all I could think while we ran through the forest was that I’ve hurt him. I