It’s sort of funny how my bedroom ceiling looks the same every night. Whether I’m devastated about the loss of my grandmother or confused about what just happened between Sam and Starla, when I’m laying on my back, staring up at the ceiling, it looks exactly the same as it does on nights when I hardly notice it at all. You’d think there’d be some sort of a change--a darkening of the white paint or a show of some sort cast by shadows of despair. But… no. It’s the same now as it always is, even though I’ve been lying awake staring at it for hours. Eventually, it will change when the sun starts to come up and slides between the edge of cur
“Try to calm down,” Melanie said to me as she stood, her hands up in front of her. I supposed she could tell I was about to come unhinged. Her eye was blue and swollen, her lip split. It looked painful. It looked… wrong. “I’m okay.”“You don’t look okay!” I spat, not angry with her, of course, but angry with the monste
When I was done eating lunch, I sat outside for a few minutes, letting the autumn sun warm my face. I had two tasks to complete that day, and I didn’t want to do either one of them. But it was my responsibility, as the leader of this pack, to make sure all of my wolves were taken care of, and even if Melanie hadn’t been a pack member when Mr. Hudson put his hands on her, she was still my friend. There was no way in the world that I could possibly let this go.
Ben drove me to Mr. Hudson’s house later that afternoon, when Melanie was pretty sure he’d be home. Tony had come by and got his belongings earlier, when the owner was not at the residence. But as Ben’s truck rocked and bumped along the rutted driveway, I could tell in my gut the old man was there now.I hadn’t brought my staff. I didn’t think
The weekend was a whirlwind of getting everyone moved in and settled with at least a degree of privacy. Ben ended up moving into my room so that Joshua and Brice could share the dining room we’d turned into a bedroom. Tony moved into Raven’s room. I could tell he wasn’t ready for that, but Raven doesn’t like to take no for an answer. Melanie was camping out in the living room. I had a discussion with the contractors and asked them how much longer it would take for the addition to be ready and was told a couple more weeks. I wished I could just magic it into being done, but I wanted to make sure everything was done right, and there’s no guarantee that woul
“Well, this is awkward,” Brice joked as he pulled out the chair next to me at lunch. He was implying that it was weird that Ben was on one side of me and he was on the other, but there really wasn’t anything awkward about it. I laughed, and Ben greeted him. It wasn’t Ben who still had a problem with Brice--it was Sam. So when Starla came over to take the final vacant chair at our table, she was forced to sit between Brice and Melanie.
Over the next several weeks, the addition to the house was completed, which was amazing. We’d added four more bedrooms, and all of them were larger than the original ones. Raven and Tony moved into one of them so they’d have more room, and more privacy, since the addition had better insulation than the older part of the house. Sam moved into one of the other three bedrooms. I figured that was so that, if Starla decided to move in with him at some point, he’d already be settled in a bigger room. That, and he probably didn’t want to have a room right next to mine anymore. Ben moved into the room he’d been sleeping in, the one that had been Grayson’s.
The plan was fairly simple. Our discussions were more on strategic teams and placement than how the attack would actually go since we were limited in our scope and the location. Essentially, we would go in early, before Verina had a chance to prepare for what we assumed would be a middle-of-the-night attack on us. Since Brice had been in her home and knew the layout, where they were likely to be gathered before Verina ordered the wolves out, we were banking on the element of surprise. I decided to take advantage of the early hour, so we set out at around 8:00, too e
Verina’s wolves fanned out on either side of her, all of them large, dark, with glowing red eyes, crouching down, ready to hurl themselves at my pack. My wolves were equally prepared, stooping low, finding their centers of gravity so they could launch off of the ground and meet any attack midair. Or be the first to strike.I expected Verina to make some sort of grand
There’s a comfy chair right next to the fireplace in the main living area of Brookstone. It has become my favorite place to sit. I can sit there for hours and do absolutely nothing but stare out the window at the beautiful forest and sparkling lake. It’s amazing to me to think how far I’ve come in just a year and a few months. I don’t just sit around and do nothing, though. I haven’t had to use my magic to fight off any other mages or shifters since we destroyed Grimly Grouse and his evil minions, but I do use my magic sometimes for other things, like producing presents for my friends or making mythical creatures to entertain us. Brookstone is as beautiful on the inside as it is on the outside. Part of that is the fact that we modernized it and redecorated a lot of the rooms. We wanted all of the modern conveniences we were used to, but we didn’t ruin the amb
My plan had been pretty simple. I’d bust into Brookstone, make the other mages and any shifters that were there think that the house was on fire, and I’d run them out to where my pack mates were waiting to take them down.I had no idea one of my pack members had her own idea of what should happen then. I guess I should have. It isn’t as if she hasn’t shocked me enough times in the past for me to expect Fionna to do something… unexpected.The mages in Grimley’s pack came streaming out of the house. Most of them went out the front door because I’d started the alleged fire in the kitchen, which was in the back of the house, on the east side. Fionna, being the tricky mage that she is, had opened a portal right on the other side of the front door so that every single one of the mages who ran out that exit sprinted right int
I didn’t bother to get a ride back to Brookstone the next day. It was clear that no one wanted to drive out there anyway, and it wasn’t as if it was a necessity. We had other ways of getting there, after all.I volunteered to change my wolves into birds so they could fly with us, but all of them passed on that. They said they weren’t used to flying and were afraid they’d fall out of the sky or something. Like I’d let that happen. I’d rolled my eyes, but since most of the area around where we’d stayed the night before was woodsy and rural, we decided it would be okay for them to walk out into the woods and shift there. The rest of us would fly over.My wolves weren’t going to be entering the property until after I knew the situation in the house. Once I knew whether we were on the defensive or the offensive, I woul
It was difficult to get rooms with enough beds for all of us, but my wolves decided they could always shift into their wolf forms and sleep on the floor, and since most of them didn’t sleep much anyway, we went with that. I was definitely going to be sleeping that night, though. I was so tired, I could barely keep my eyes open to discuss the plan for the next day. Fighting mages is hard work--apparently.“So what is our plan for tomorrow?” Kaylee asked. We were gathered in the room she and I were sharing, all of us sitting on the beds, the floor, and the small sitting area. “I take it we’re going right back there since you wanted to stay so close, Harlow.”“Yeah, we need to go right back over there and take care of things once and for all,” I said. “We just need a plan that will get rid of Grimly Grouse as s
With the ground shaking beneath our feet, the mages lifted themselves up into the air. I pulled up my wolves, too, but that didn’t help save my house. The thought of Grimly Grouse destroying my family home was enough to make me want to set his hair on fire.The ground was cracking beneath us now, some of them were at least a foot across. The idea of one of my people dropping inside of one of them was enough to make me want to fly everyone out of there and back to our rental right away.“Kaylee,” I shouted, wanting to try to fix the problem beneath us and keep my wolves out of danger. “Can you take over for me?”“You mean… float them?” she asked. “All of them?”“We can all help,” Liam said from the o
Looking around at my mages, I tried to determine who I needed to help and who was okay on their own. Liam was taking on a large male mage with a nose ring and the appearance of horns coming out of his bald head. I assumed those were placed there by magic, and he didn’t really have horns growing out of his head, but it was difficult to know for sure. “Give it up, Harlow!” I heard Grimly shout from far behind the line of advance. “I have more reserves. You cannot win.” It was difficult for me to keep my eye on this brute that was about to knock Liam out and respond to the maniac in the back. I decided to ignore Grouse and concentrate on Liam’s predicament. I was fairly far away from the fight, and there were other engagements going on between me and Liam, but I couldn’t let that stop me. The devil guy with the horn
The mages from Brookstone were slowly walking toward us, their long cloaks in a rainbow of colors not even moving from the wind they made, their steps were so even and slow. I stared at them for a long moment, trying to determine what the best thing to do was. A quick estimate told me that there were probably about thirty of them, which meant my team was outnumbered about five to one as mages went. The wolves would be able to help a little, but not much. They were mostly there to fight off any wolves that came our way, and Grimly Grouse had stopped using those, pulling out the big guns instead.We really only had two choices. We could stand there and fight and probably get annihilated because we were outnumbered so badly, or we could run away, regroup, and figure out when and how we should come back. I was really starting to lean toward Plan B, but when I looked at the faces of my packmates, I could tell t
I took advantage of the fearful flicker I’d seen in Grimley Grouse’s eyes and hit him with a bolt of power before he had much time to expect it. He got his hands up, but it wasn’t enough to completely deflect it. I ended up hitting him hard enough to knock him backward almost to the edge of the stream. The other mages around him took a few seconds to stare in shock before they remembered they had powers and could possibly do something to help him.They weren’t going to be able to help him, though. My mages were all ready, so before any of the red cloaked mages could hit me with their powers, mine had their hands up, shooting rays of light to counteract the ones directed at me. I watched the magic around me bend and shift, redirecting back the way it was coming. A few of the red mages were knocked off balance, but none of them went flying the way that Grouse did, probably because mos
I heard the first sounds of battle coming from my left, to the southwest of the house, but I couldn’t tell who it was that was caught up first by the wolves coming from Brookstone. I thought that Raven and Tony had been the furthest to the south, but I wasn’t certain. I decided I should fly over there and have a look. Of course, by the time I got over there, there was a good chance the rest of my wolves would be under attack as well since we’d seen the wolves shooting through the forest at an incredible rate spread out in a line. As I landed, I heard the sounds of battle echoing across the forest as Grimly Grouse’s wolves collided with mine. This wasn’t going to be pretty. I changed back into my mage form as soon as my feet touched the ground and immediately fired a