Lyla POVA grunt escaped me as my body hit the ground. “Again,” Reaper roared. Begrudgingly I got up off the ground while my body made sounds of protest in response to the movement. I dusted off the lilac colored yoga pants and got into my defensive position. Reaper and I circled one another on the makeshirt training area we had made in the bunker. “Keep your hands up, don’t leave your face uncovered,” Reaper instructed, this time in a more fatherly tone. Reaper threw several punches out that I blocked successfully. “Show me your fire, Lyla, show me your anger.” I let out a growl as I thought about all of the stuff I had been through lately. Losing my chance at being Luna, Allister dying, and now having to be Reaper’s “toy.” I kicked my leg, making contact with Reaper’s side. He let out a grunt at the impact and gave me a smile. “Again!” We continued our training for the next hour, focusing on technique and endurance. I wouldn’t be helpless the next time I was faced with Alpha
Callan POVThe transition of Liam moving in with us was as seamless as possible. However it wasn’t short of lots of questions from Liam wondering where his family was. He was insistent that they would be back for him. “I can stay with you and Luna until my mom and dad come back,” Liam had concluded. Instead of arguing, Sera and I simply had agreed. Even though we knew the reality of the situation. They were not coming back and had no intentions of coming to get their son. My blood boiled at the thought. How any parent or guardian could just leave their child with no regard to their safety or well being was beyond me. Instead of allowing myself to hunt the bastards down that left Liam and rip them into pieces, I made myself channel that rage into something productive. I would teach the kids of the pack, basic defense skills. For the next several days after training my warriors, I would spend an extra forty five minutes teaching the minors of the pack how to maneuver simple self defe
Callan POVI was sound asleep when Sera woke me up in the with panic in her voice and eyes. “Babe, babe, please wake up,” she cried while joslting me. Her chest heaved as she spoke. I snapped straight up and looked around the room for any threats. When I didn’t find any, I looked at Sera in confusion. When I looked down her finger tips were covered in blood and from what I could see in the darkness, her face had blanched. “Call the pack doctor.” she whispered. Blood whoosed in my ears as I took in the situation before me. Concentrating, I closed my eyes and sent a mindlink to doctor Desmond. ‘I need you now!’ I boomed through the link. I refused to let myself believe that we were losing the other baby. We knew that after the accident that anything was possible, however I knew down to the marrow of my bones that my luna was strong and this baby was strong. They would both pull through no matter what. Ten agonizing minutes of waiting for the pack doctor went by as I help onto to a p
Lyla POV“Why is this taking so long?” I demanded from Reaper. Reaper’s eyes began to glow red, indicating that I needed to watch out and not anger him further. “You think what we are doing is easy Lyla?” He bit out before standing up from his chair and stalking towards me. I coward towards the wall as he gripped a handful of hair and made me look at him. His eyes were fully glowing red as his anger took over. “You need to have patience. The full moon is happening tonight. THAT, is what we need in order for everything to happen.” He threw me against the wall, letting go of my hair in the process. My scalp stung where his hand had been gripping me. It wouldn’t surprise me when I looked at the floor that a pile of my hair would be on the floor. I ran a hand through my hair trying to easy teh sting. “Do we honestly think this will work?”Reaper scubbed a hand down his beard and thought for a moment, thinking of his answer, carefully. “If it does, then Alpha Callan better be read
Seraphina POVAs Maeve and I were watching the second season of Bridgerton, we felt a strange energy in the air before something shook the house and rattled the windows from its magnitude. Before I could comprehend what was happening the windows in my bedroom shattered, sending shards of glass everywhere. I used my body as a shield over Maeve, who was closest to the windows. Allowing the blankets and pillows to give us some sort of protection.Screams and yells rang out around the pack house and from what I could tell, outside as well. Drake and Callan stormed into the room with panic in their eyes, before racing over to us and making sure we were alright. As Callan inspected every inch of my body, I couldn’t help but feel a shiver from a sense of foreboding. Callan cupped my face. “Baby, are you alright?” His eyes were of his wolf, his instincts taking over his human form. I placed one of my hands over his and nodded before looking down and noting the tiny scrapes that were now s
Seraphina POV I was stuck in the panic room for what felt like forever, even though it had only been for a full 24 hours. Enough time for the staff to clean up and get new windows in. Once again I found myself in Callan’s arms, bridal style - as he refused to allow me to walk. He walked us into our room that was now in pristine condition. “We put reinforced glass windows on the packhouse so this doesn’t happen again.” He explained while placing me down on the bed and dfraping a throw blanket on me. Before he could walk away, I grabbed his arm. “What aren’t you telling me Cal?”He looked down at me and then scrubbed a hand down his face before sitting down. “Some of the warriors reported seeing a partially shifted wolf that was on two legs.”My brows pinched. “I mean, it was a full moon so that is possible. You know that the moon can make us partially shift even if we aren’t trying to,” I responded with slight annoyance. I wanted to tell the warriors, ‘no shit Sherlock,’ until Call
Seraphina POV I woke from a dead sleep to a feeling of dread. Sweat covered my body as I recollected a strange dream. A hand coming out of the dirt as a body resurrected itself out of the moist soil. I couldn’t make out the person’s facial features. It were as if the shadows were purposefully hiding the person’s face, a cruel joke of sorts.The dream then shifted to a memory of Allister’s face as he tortured me in the chair that sat in the cellar. However instead of cutting me like he had in reality, he cut out my unborn child. “Now I have both of them,” he yelled before a manic cackle escaped him. I had jolted upright out of a dead sleep, breathing hard and sweating profusely. As if sensing my panic through the bond, Callan jolted up from his own sleep and looked around the room for threats. Callan wrapped his arms around me while rocking us side to side to soothe me. “Baby, what’s wrong?” Callan asked, his voice still hoarse with sleep. “Allister was back and took out ur baby”
Callan POVI woke up feeling an sense of unease. No matter how much I racked my brain, I couldn’t pin point why I was feeling so uneasy. I got up the next morning feeling a sense of foreboding. Walking into my office, I noticed a white envelope addressed to me on my desk. The script seemed to be written by a woman by its delicate script. “Dear Alpha Callan Forte, you are cordially invited to this year’s Alpha Gala, held in the Moon Goddess Temple of Lysteria.”The invitation continued to explain the time and the date for the event and seemed it was being held by Alpha Almed, alpha of the Raven Claw Pack. Lysteria was small town located in the rogue territory that was used for a neutral place for multiple packs to gather. At the bottom of the list it provided the packs that potentially would be attending: Alpha Constantine of Nodric PackAlpha Almed of The Raven Claw PackAlpha John of the Artic Wolf PackAlpha Steven of Silver Spear PackAlpha Allari of the White Mountain PackAll