***Naomi's***
My tears flow like an open tap. Artemis begged me to run back to our mate, but I refused. He needed to understand I am not to be taken for granted just because we marked each other. The grip on my dress tightens as I make my way through the trees. I have been running for ten minutes, and I am headed to my parents' cottage. The moonlight comes and goes as the clouds sail the dark sea of stars. My bare feet dig into the cold mossy ground from ditching my heels back in the packhouse as I push my empty shell closer to the warm yellow light, peeking through the vegetation branches in the distance.
I halt my movement upon reaching the front door. My hand rises to knock but misses as it opens, revealing my aged Father; he hadn't lost his sharp senses. Stepping aside without a word, he signals
*** Naomi's POV***Morgan's Ceremony had been quite the night. More and more, I realize whatever little knowledge I possess about my life and those around me is very limited and distorted. Father's confessions open a new perspective of myself, allowing me to understand the need to heal my own soul before trying to comprehend the actions of those around me.Forgiveness—something everyone seeks from me, and I seem to have lost the capability to deliver.Excuses—the trigger to my short fuse.Love— the feeling I long for the most.Currently, in bed, staring at the ceiling's dark abyss, I seek the best resolution for those three things. Sleep di
***Matthew's POV***I watch with horror as Naomi falls to the floor in pain. My instinct compels me to help, but Gabe and Rob hold me back as instructed by my father. Their tight grasp around my arms has me wrestling for freedom.-"Do something. They are going to hurt our mate."Alex begs through our bond, clawing his way to the surface.Despite the wolfbane, Naomi's pain and suffering still flow through our bond. I can feel every bit of it as she grabs the silver chains bracing herself for what's to come.This all began during medieval times when the trial was first implemented after an evil shadow witch killed the Alpha King's Luna and manipulated him using a spell to convince him she was his
***Naomi's POV***Theo and Oliver had led us through the secret tunnels, successfully rescuing Charlotte and the kids. However, just as we reunited, we had to part again, leaving Theo and Oliver to fight the attackers back in the mansion. Charlotte and I navigated the musty underground passages to emerge through the faded dark green metal door with Carl and Caroline.A group of rogues ambushed us, including Nathan, Daniel's Beta, and the most surprising revelation—Nina White. The she-wolf, who every werewolf community desperately attempted to rescue, stood with them.It was clear Nina White is a shadow witch with ill-intended means. Her dark magic smothered Charlotte and me, restraining us from fighting back. A loud, excruciating pitch resonated th
***Naomi's POV***My steps guide me to Matthew's office. Everyone had gathered there to discuss the recent attack on our lands and the Beta couple's abduction—Charlotte and Morris.Dr. Reyes had assembled an emergency hospital in the packhouse's old medical quarters to treat the many werewolves wounded in battle. The battlefield was near the retired hospital facilities, allowing the medical team to treat everyone quickly. The stable patients were mobilized to the new hospital downtown, creating more patient accommodation.Matthew, fearing my energy manifestation and consequent cocoon stage had drained me, had insisted I take the evening off. But as usual, I had other plans. Whatever happened in the realm of souls had fully unlocked Blizzard, and I no lon
***Naomi's POV***My shocked state muffles down all my senses. People around me shout, yell, scream; however, this obnoxious ring is all I can hear. The warm red fluid drips down my hands as I apply pressure to Matt's chest wound as he protectively holds me against him. I try to understand what is going on, but the reality I am told is too much.-"She is dead because of you! You killed her." His words play loud and clear over the uproarious buzzing chatter.In the earlier hours of the morning, Luke and Jax found Morris and brought him back to his farmhouse retreat. Matt and I headed over the moment we heard he was back, but Morris launched at me as soon as I stepped through the front door threshold. Not because he missed me, but because he was so hurt he wanted me dead
***Naomi's POV*** Stirring from my sleep, I notice something is anchoring me under the soft blanket. I open my eyes to face the fireplace burning coals now almost out. Matt's sudden declaration made me cry for a long time, to the point I had fallen asleep between sobs. As I try to sit up, I experience resistance at my waistline and Matt's husky voice. -"Going somewhere?" I lay back down, but this time, facing him. His eyes are closed, and the dark circles around them are gone. A clear sign he had managed to rest. -"No. I am right where I want to be." A smile forms on his face, and he opens his eyes, placing a chaste kiss on my forehead. -"Do you want to go for a walk? It stopped snowing."
***Naomi's POV***It had been five days since Matt and I had returned from our retreat, and it had been the busiest time ever.In fear the shadow witches would use the corpses to torment us again, the pack agreed to cremate the bodies, including the deceased pack members. However, the member's ashes were scattered in the field behind the packhouse, wherein Springtime, it will become a cutting flower garden. I personally thought this was a fantastic idea, and believe it or not, Elder Theo was the bright mind behind it. The fallen heroes would be given a chance to return home through the flower bouquets.My family was still around. In fact, I am one to believe that my parents have officially moved into Blue Pine Creek, more precisely into Alphas mansion. They are staying
***Naomi's POV***As per Morris's request and in Charlotte's honor, we will be holding a masquerade ball this evening in the Alpha's Mansion. Charlotte loved to dress up, and masquerade balls were her favorite. We also prepare fireworks, another favorite of hers, for the guests to enjoy.Holding this event so soon might be risky, maybe even unwise, but the guilt of Charlotte's death has been constricting my heart. The constant dreams about her are wearing me down with the sleepless nights. I needed to say goodbye, and this Gala will help me do just that.What people don't know is that the gathering will cover up a secret meeting with the strongest packs—Crescent Moon, Grayfang, Windriders, Kyaten, Faisant, and Silverfalls. Matt moved my old pack from the bottom of the stronges