Marco’s POV“Marco, what’s it like to be a werewolf?” Andy looks around the busy dining room. It’s tough to tell what he’s thinking, but I think he forgot about his plate of macaroni and cheese. He shifts in his seat uncomfortably and looks at his plate. Before I can answer him, he wipes his hand over his forehead.“You need a break, Andy?” I push my chair out, but don’t stand up. The Doc said I gotta give him a chance to decide for himself. “We can find a place to sit outside for a minute if you want or we can finish dinner, then go for a walk.”“Can we go outside now, please?” He slides off his chair. Alpha Bronx sees us get up and looks at me, but I give him a nod to let him know we’re okay. Andy walks beside me out of the dining room into the hallway. As a little quiz, I ask him to show me where the closest exit is. He looks up and down the hallway and points to the backyard.“Good job, kiddo.” We walk out the back door and down the path. He shakes his little hands while we walk,
Alright, lemme give you an update on my guy Andy. He’s been at Blood River for almost six weeks now and he’s doin’ great. We haven’t had to step away for a break in over a week and that was only cause he hadn’t been to a full moon celebration before. When he saw there was nothing to fear, he wanted to go back to the party. His parents are right about him being polite. He’s well behaved too. They came to visit a few times and they are so proud of how easy he is fitting in.He gets along with all the kids, especially Dre, cause they’re both kinda quiet. They can sit and play quietly for as long as we let them. I’m not sure he and Dre even talk much. They just hang out. Even Maya seems to be more chill when Andy’s around.Andy also gets along with my boy Deago. They both love being outdoors. Deago showed Andy where the best tadpoles are and Andy showed him how to make friends with squirrels. Clash can’t even fathom being friends with animals he considers food, but he’s happy they spend t
Andy’s dad, Dave, is a nice guy, but I ain’t never seen him in bear form. Bronx tells me he’s a docile Kodiak bear named Maskwa. Clash says a docile bear is impossible. I’m not sure what to believe. In the military, they trained me to disable threats. If Maskwa decides he’s going to become a threat to Andy or anyone else in my pack, I’m gonna disable him.They say Kodiaks are less aggressive than grizzlies, but way bigger. As far as werebears and werewolves go, a wolf has a chance of survival if he meets a grizzly cause they’re mean, but they’re not that big. Can’t say the same if he meets a kodiak. Bears like Maskwa can crush skulls with their jaws like it ain’t no thing. I hope you ain’t never have to hear that sound.“Clash, do NOT attack the bear.” It’s the opposite of everything we have ever been taught. Back in the day, we earned a reputation. There wasn’t no werebears that wanted to cross me or Clash. Even a grizzly. “It’s Andy’s dad. Maskwa is our friend.”“I’ll be the judge o
Bronx’s POV“Bronx!” Kas calls and runs down the hallway of the hospital wing. “Is Andy okay? What happened? Wait, where’s Marco? I heard him use his Alpha tone after we went inside. Is he okay? Who sent a call to the pack?”“Baby, slow down. Slow down.” I stop pacing and pull her into a hug. I sigh deeply and kiss the top of her forehead. “Sy asked Marco to stay in the exam room in case there was a problem. Sy lulled Andy to sleep. Now she’s examining him. She is probably going to take away a few memories, too.”“Take away memories?” She tries to pull away with wide eyes. “Why would she do that?”I try to avoid her question and distract her. “Are the other kids okay?”“Yeah, Diane is making them hot chocolate now. Tyree and James are with her and Delilah is going to portal back from the bakery in about five minutes. She had to wait for the afternoon manager to get back from break.” She shakes her head, distressed. “The kids are asking a million questions and we don’t know how to answ
After authorities found Katherine Santoro and an unknown native woman’s naked bodies mauled to death by wolves in a thicket of woods in Mongolia six years ago, I acquired her company as quickly as possible. I thought full access to Santoro Enterprises would be a way to find the Menae who had all but disappeared off the face of the Earth. More than half of them were working for the company until they all suddenly abandoned their posts. Since then, I have hired all of them back at a significant pay increase.These days, Tyree’s mate, Sondi, is their financial advisor through the MasonCo HR department. She has helped them all set up bank accounts with legitimate financial institutions and has shown them ways to save and invest their salaries so they will remain financially stable throughout their extended lifetimes instead of having to be tethered to Katherine’s finances. Last week, Darius Cirillo, a member of Sondi’s old pack and owner of Cirillo Logistics, emailed me directly. As his
Kas’s POVMaybe if I don’t open my eyes, it won’t be my birthday. If I just lay here in bed and try to stop time for the entire Earth, it will never happen. I’ll be able to save everyone from danger.“We both know that’s not how it works, Kas.” Lex’s voice is soothing. “Let’s just try to enjoy today. I’m really excited to see Saint tonight for the pack run.”“I know you are, darling.” I sigh. “The thought of intentionally creating a wedge between the Menae and myself is just… I don’t know… unsettling, I guess.”“Mommy?” Dre’s voice makes my heart beat harder.“How’s my sweet boy?” I roll over and smile at him, grateful for the distraction. He always sleeps in his bedroom, but he still likes to come to snuggle with me on the weekends. “Wanna hang out with me?”“Yes, please.” His face lights up and he runs across the room. I lift the duvet up for him to crawl underneath. He gives me a hug then reaches up to play with my hair. He looks confused. “Happy birthday, Mommy. How old are you no
“Blech!” Leticia scrunches her face. “Delilah, why is it so bitter? Don’t you know werewolves have heightened senses? That includes taste.”“My apologies, Leticia.” Delilah frowns. “The ingredient that makes it taste pleasant also makes the potion last longer, so I had to leave it out.”Klay nips at Leticia’s shoulder and whispers in her ear. She turns her head toward him and smiles before she gives him a deep kiss.Bronx drinks his potion in one gulp and cringes. “Echh. This is worse than cheap bourbon, Delilah.”I plug my nose and drink mine. It burns and tastes bitter like fermented juice. It takes everything in me to not spit it out. “Ugh. Delilah, can you make the next one not be so pungent?”“As long as there is a next one.” Lex says, not so cryptically.“I’ll see what I can do. Um, so, Leticia and I have a gift for you.” Delilah quickly changes the subject. “Well, for you and Bronx. It’s still your birthday and technically your anniversary. And the summer solstice is when we ce
“Tell me you want me.” He growls into my ear and nips at my neck. His breath is heavy as he grabs my ass tighter. “It’s been too long.”“I want you, Bronx.” The desire in his voice makes butterflies flutter in my belly, but something feels off. I let my hands slide to the back of his neck and extend my claws to scrape him while leaning my cheek against his.Why isn’t our mate bond stronger? It has to be my imagination. I’m getting in my own head. Right? No. I need to trust my instincts. Something isn’t right.Bronx whisks me to the bed and lays me down.“I, oh-” He pauses, then slowly works his way down my body, letting his nose take in my scent while dragging his claws lightly down my sides. His kisses feel rushed and desperate. I feel so confused. Why doesn’t this feel right? This is Bronx. This is my mate. We’ve been together countless times. When he reaches my abdomen, he pauses and grips my waist tighter. I look down and see him rest his forehead just below my belly button and
TWO YEARS LATER “There’s no way this is it, Lex.” I stare at the ancient temple. “This is what we’ve been looking for, for almost two years, and it’s abandoned. Leticia must have had the wrong coordinates.” “Well, Zeus doesn’t like people looking for them.” She huffs at me. “If you want their help, have faith and believe that you’ll find them. I recommend closing your eyes and fixing your damned mindset, Kas. That’s the only way we are going to get home.” Leticia was released from the Waiting Room about six months after she and Aphrodite were sent there. After a while, she realized she didn’t need to use dark magic against the Goddess of Love. When her thirty days were up, she got to leave, but Aphrodite is still trapped there. The Menae have tried to counsel her on what she needs to do to escape, but she refuses to comply. We used Leticia’s informants and connections to find out where The Fates reside in hopes of helping change Bianca Beryl’s thread. It’s an outside chance, but M
“Hey Little Sister, I got a little somethin’ for ya.” Milo’s hand pushes past the door of my office with a plate containing an omelet, sausage, toast, and a pastry. “Can I come in?” “Of course you can.” I lean back in my seat and smile, secretly grateful for the interruption. “Mrs. Miller is worried that you’re not eating enough.” He sets the plate and silverware rolled in a napkin on my desk followed by a cup of coffee. “Are you doing okay?” “I won’t lie to you, Milo, so…” I press my lips together and look around the office. “No, I’m not okay. It’s been almost three weeks and still no word from Bronx. I have no clue when he’ll be back and there’s literally nothing I can do about it. Maya and Dre keep asking about him. The last time they saw him he was fighting the Minotaur, then he disappeared into a portal wearing his boxers and your tac vest. I can tell Tavi misses him, too. I’ve been letting her sleep with one of his shirts, so at least she has his scent with her, but… do you k
“Kas, pacing a hole in the floor won’t help.” Lex jumps in front of me, blocking my way. “You heard Mother. We need to be patient. Why don’t you sit down and eat something?”“Is food all you think about, Lex?” I drop my shoulders and try to step around her, but she side steps, to stay in front of me. “It’s been hours. What if Zeus put Bronx in Tartarus or something?”“Kas, I love you, but you’re driving me nuts.” She pulls on the edge of my nightgown to the small table. “No news is good news. Now sit. Eat.”The table has a delicious spread of breakfast foods and pastries. None of it looks like it will take the knot out of my stomach. I settle for a cup of tea with a pleasant Jasmine aroma and look out the window. The enormous white horses buck and play in the field with no cares in the world. My mind wanders. I wonder what is happening to our pack right now. Who is watching our children? Does Lady Camille still have Tavi in the coven’s realm, or was she able to bring her home? Are Co
Kas’s POVThe scent of honeysuckle pulls at the edges of my mind. It reminds me of my mother. I open my eyes. Where I could be. It’s an airy room, but there are no defined walls. I see low backed, ornately decorated chairs surrounding a small table with a teapot and fine china cups. There is a wide window on my left. The window is open, letting the honeysuckle scent in on a gentle breeze. Outside, there is a meadow with a few olive trees and large white horses grazing. Coffee and dark chocolate overtake the honeysuckle, making me smile. I roll on my side in the silky white sheets. Bronx is sitting on the floor with his back against the bed. He is pinching the bridge of his nose with his eyes closed. A lit cigarette rests between his fingers. I watch a fine stream of smoke rise from the tip. It leaves the burnt tobacco aroma I thought he left behind years ago.“Please don’t be mad, Baby. I just needed this one.” He whispers without looking at me before he takes a long drag from the ci
When I don’t go for an immediate attack, Ares gives me a stupid smile and rolls his shoulders. “Ready to submit, Child of Perses?” “Yeah, I don’t go down that easily, you stupid fuck.” I give him a dry laugh and swing the sword around, letting its weight settle into my hand. I don’t care how desperate things may seem. He won’t get the reaction he wants out of me. I’ll go down fighting.This time Ares half runs, half hobbles at me. I roll to the side to protect my injured shoulder, but he lunges and grabs me by the armpit, digging his thumb deep into the open wound and squeezes hard.I use a jiu jitsu throw Kas has successfully used on me by planting my foot and throwing him over my hip. His ass hits the ground, shaking the throne room. Glass shards shower us from the ceiling, slicing into my skin.Ignore the pain. Ignore the pain.I let my body weight drop into a roll, giving us enough momentum for me to land on top of him. It’s a short-lived achievement. He throws his elbow out and
Ares is standing between me and Kas. I listen long enough to make sure her heart is still beating while I assess the room. Not that it matters. I’m going to destroy him, whether she’s breathing or not. His mouth is full of blood, and the inside of his knee is deeply bruised. I don’t know what Kas did to his mouth or how she could reach that high, but she was trying to take his leg out. He doesn’t seem in a hurry to come to me, so he must be in pain. That’s my girl.“Bingo.” Saint hisses at the realization that our target is already injured. He pushes forward, heightening all my senses. “Are you ready to break a kneecap?”“Give me a second.” I continue looking around. “He’s got at least seventy pounds on us. He’s definitely injured or he would have already attacked first, but I still need to check the room.”The Menae’s barrier is still in place - Ares can’t escape. Broken marble - potential weapons. A section of Aphrodite’s whip - another potential weapon. Puddles of dark blood - sli
The beast’s roar pierces my ears. My muscles strain to keep the door closed while it pushes from the outside. Saint extends his claws from my toes to dig into the floor still slippery with Sondi’s blood. “Saint, I need all your strength.” I grit my teeth and brace myself as the Minotaur slams its body weight against the door.“YOU ALREADY HAVE IT!” He growls. “You think I want that thing getting in here?!”The growling and howls from the other two cells remind me I’m not just fighting for my life and the lives of our packs pups. I’m fighting for our whole pack. “HOLD THE LINE!” I scream out loud. No one answers, but I don’t need them to. I just need them to know that I’m still with them.“Bronx, we’re through the portal.” Milo finally comes through. “We’re on the way.”“We’re under attack!” I pull my head back as the Minotaur tries to push his horns through the cell door. “The entire pack is here. MOVE!”“Get some kids to pull their trackers off.” Reggie sounds out of breath. “It wi
“Aphrodite, let them go.” I growl at the screen. “This is your last warning.”Aphrodite throws her head back and laughs. The sound pierces my ears like nails on a chalkboard. “You’re in no position to give me warnings, Demigod.” She snarls at the screen.There is a flicker and glitch in the feed that makes her pause. Her face darkens at the interruption. She looks beyond the screen then back into the camera, making hand motions I have seen Delilah, Leticia, and Kas use in the past. She’s using magic. Just like Kas said, she must be bad at it.“She’s using magic.” I mutter under my breath. My mind tries to connect with why it’s important, but the screaming coming from Ashley’s cell is distracting me.The feed stabilizes, and Aphrodite regains her composure. “I have control here. Iokaste and I had a deal, and she broke her promise. Now, I will destroy ALL aspects of her life and you will be participants. I’ve already sent a fun surprise to one cell. Don’t worry. There are two more surp
“Marco, I need your help.” I send him a mindlink. “Once we have the kids settled, you can get back to your pups.”“What’s up, Alpha?” He comes over and squats next to me.“We need to get the kids organized and as quiet as possible.” I lower my eyes and concentrate. “Uh, let’s see. Kids wearing a shirt under their uniform sweaters need to take the sweaters off. Figure out how many babies are here. Get them all wrapped in sweaters to keep them warm. Assign the oldest kids to take care of babies. Oldest gets the youngest until you pair everyone up. If there is an odd number, Andy is with you.”“Okay. We can do that.” He stands up to complete the assignment.“Marco, we need them to be quiet. The door opens inward. If anything in that hallway hears them, we’re sitting ducks. Tell them there’s a damn reward for the quietest or some shit.”“Got it, Alpha.” He claps my shoulder. “You help Sondi.”I watch him walk away, clapping quietly to get the children’s attention, then turn back to Sondi.