ONE WEEK EARLIER:As the dead leaves billow around my paws, they caress me with affection while I stand tall at the edge of the cliff with my head tipped back. Mist blankets the horizon like smoke contaminating the climate. This place right here, on the edge of the cliff that looks down at the river is my safe haven. A secret place I come to when I need to escape the pack; when things become too unbearable to face head-on.For some unknown reason, I feel a connection to the Earth. But as I continue to gaze up at the moon, I cannot ignore the surge of heat that thrums through my veins and weaves through the dark fur across my spine.But that sensation quickly vanishes, just as promptly as it appeared when the sound of Lily screaming tears through the still night. It threatens to burst every blood vessel in the branches of my pounding heart.I wish I could take your pain away, my dear strong sister…Her torment and agony are undeniable as it travels with the wind, and it takes everyt
Present Day:It’s no secret that working during the blood moon sucks for us that are stuck working the graveyard shift at the hospital tonight. I have seen everything from shifters coming in with fierce wounds that are unexplainable, to psychotic outbursts, then within hours, they are walking out of here as if nothing has happened.But… this time two years ago, a male in his early thirties was rushed through the emergency doors riddled with bullets, and he’s been back every year since.He’s currently lying on my operating table as we speak, but this time something is different because he’s not conscious, which is highly unusual. If this were a hospital for non-shifters, it would be expected, but I don’t work in a regular hospital for humans. I work in one out of six shifter hospitals within the country, and my patient lying on my operating table unconscious has me feeling a little nervous.It’s just after midnight, the moon is shining stunningly brightly outside and for some unknown
I lean against the wall in the waiting room as there are no seats available. It looks like things are about to get chaotic around here as the human nurses run from one end of the hospital to the other looking like headless chickens.I find it odd that there isn't a shifter healer in sight in a shifter’s hospital. Personally, I don't see how the human race can attend to our unique needs if they can barely understand our genetics. 24hrs. Saffron and I have been in this town for 24hrs and my willpower to stay away crumbled like a freshly baked cookie.What brought me here was the sweet aroma of vanilla, no matter how hard I tried to stay away, I couldn’t and my wolf will not allow me to leave until I figure out what is keeping me here.Even though, time is of the essence; with every passing minute, my pack is closer to dying. My body refuses to listen to my mind, and my feet feel like they are rooted to the spot.Saffron and I must locate this witch and convince her to lift the curse,
My vision slightly starts to blur as the words: “Fair, Selene, Goddess of the moon, love, and light. I beg you to suppress the magical powers of my precious child, Luna, under this moonlit night. She is Moon kissed and shall receive her powers when her true lovers awaken her from within. Under your moonlit heavens, so it shall be!” chant in my head over and over, drowning out my surroundings.“I… I need to use the bathroom,” I mutter as I tear my mask and gown off, feeling like I'm internally suffocating, and I rush out of the room.Something’s wrong.I don’t feel right; normal.I rush through the busy corridor to the bank of elevators, tearing my key card off my blouse and pressing it against the metal-encased scanner. The elevator doors slide open almost immediately and I quickly step inside, pressing my key card against the metal-encased scanner inside the elevator car.The moment the doors close, I press the top floor button, and drop to my knees, rubbing my hands up and down my a
I am still grappling with the enchantment cast by my cursed mate, as I strive to stand tall and unleash my full potential. She commands us to halt, and we obey as if she were our Alpha, our superior.Never have I beheld a male surrender to his mate without bearing the mark of two souls being one.The mere thought of Blaze and I being mated to the daughter of our arch-nemesis is beyond my wildest imagination. Surely, the Moon Goddess cannot expect us to accept the destiny she has woven for us.Not only that, but the thought of sharing my mate with my best friend and future Alpha does not sit well with me as a burning, possessive sensation slivers up my bare spine.“So, she is your mate too?” Blaze snarls with a menacing tone as he locks eyes with me as if it were fated to happen upon me capturing the sight of her for the very first time. “If the thought of you touching her sends violent visions of me ripping your throat out with my bare hands is... reassuring, then yes. My inner wolf
“Their eyes, they are spellbound!” Saffron growls through our mind-link as he sinks his teeth into the large wolf he continues to battle.I take two cautious steps back as two of the four wolves begin to circle me, snarling and baring their teeth.The sound rattles the bones of the human nurses running to their cars with their eyes wide and full of unadulterated fear.“If you value your life, I suggest you leave… now,” I growl viciously, widening my stance as I focus on my sense of hearing.Abruptly, but predicted, both wolves lunge at me from either side and I push off the ground, running to the tree that is straight ahead of me. I run up the thick trunk and execute a backflip. The first wolf crashes into the trunk head-on, and the second wolf releases a vicious howl that almost has a hidden message in it.I shift into my wolf as I notice the eyes of the wolf that is preparing to charge at me has a deep hue of purple lining them. These wolves are spellbound, and it’s as if the powe
As I race down the winding road, my heart pounds in the nest of my chest, and I can feel the wolf's eyes boring into me from behind. Its presence is palpable, a dark force that seems to be drawing closer with each passing moment. I grasp the steering wheel in a death grip, my knuckles turning white as I try to keep my focus on the treacherous path ahead. But no matter how hard I try, I can’t shake the feeling that the wolf is gaining on me, its breath hot on my neck. I know that I must keep moving, to keep driving forward no matter what, or risk being consumed by the terror that is closing in around me. “What the fuck is going on!” I scream out loud, gripping the steering wheel tightly as the car starts to swerve at the speed it is going. “Just leave me alone! I help your kind, damn you…” On the verge of tears, I suddenly wish I had listened to my mother and applied at the hospital that was solely for humans. Me being defiant and trying to prove to my mother that I’m in control
“Your daughter is ours. We will own her. Mark her and if she runs, we will chase her down and punish her. Is that clear enough for you, witch? She will bear the first female pup that will break the curse in our pack and end with your demise.” The words leave my mouth on their own accord as I continue to pin my mates’ mother, our enemy, to the wall.My heart races with adrenaline as I glare at the witch. Suspended mid-air, her feet dangle as if she's a puppet on strings. Her eyes, piercing and bright, seem to bore into my very soul as if she's trying to extract it from within me. I can see the desperation in her gaze as she struggles to draw in enough air to fill her starving lungs. My wolf prowls in the dark, growling fiercely as he bares his canines, eager to sink them into the witch’s neck. “Let me out, so I can tear her limb from limb…” He snarls savagely.Almost tempted to grant him his wish, I stop when the darkness around us seems to thicken as if it's alive and feeding off t
The harsh hammering of my heart galloping in the nest of my chest drowns out my surroundings. My ears begin to burn along with my cheeks.What have we done?What have I done?It never crossed my mind that my mother would be able to feel every sensation raking through my body as Saffron devoured me like I was his main course. An exasperated sigh departs my lips as I squeeze my thighs shut and wrap my arms around my chest to hide my pebbling nipples. I’ll admit, my pussy still feels sensitive and every time I steal a glance in Saffrons’ direction, guilt with an underlay of excitement washes over me. What transpired between us at the clearing that soon led us to the waterfall will always hold a place in my heart. His dark and handsome face was flushed, misty with sweat, his enthralling eyes glazed with sinister intentions as he spoke to me like I wasn’t his enemy – the entity of all his troubles.He made me feel less of a worthless piece of shit that my mother had suddenly sprung upon
The journey home has been surprisingly quiet.She's been quiet.She hasn’t breathed a word or muttered one under her breath.And occasionally, the deafening sound of silence isn’t as peaceful as some would describe. It's the perfect opening for your mind to overthink, and, in this case, it's my wolf. He’s unsettled, almost to the point of being unhinged. Prowling in the back of my mind, his canines are on full display as he openly shows me how displeased he is that I did not mark Luna as our own. “You useless son-of-a-bitch” He snarls on repeat like a broken record. All I can do is internally roll my eyes heavenward as I continue to ignore him. I can feel Lunas’ gaze on me when she casts me an odd glance here and there. She has questions, or possibly a long line of vulgar names she wishes to hurl at me for eating her delectable pussy out until she screamed my name like it was her new favourite anthem. I know it is for me. “Oh, oh my gods… don’t stop, please… don’t stop.”I coul
Sitting on the front step of the pack house, there is a distinct chill in the air that can't go unnoticed. It's thick with the stench of death that swirls in the air, low-key, having everyone walking on eggshells around each other, and I don’t blame them. Our future is filled with uncertainty, and it’s the unknown that plagues us all with fear. People tend to fear what they don’t understand, and fear is a good friend of hate and deception.I tilt my head back and peer at the moon, perched high in the inky sky, shining gloriously. The sight truly is breathtaking, and though I have seen this view every night of my existence, it still manages to hold me captive. But for some wild reason, it feels like forever since I have allowed myself to be lost in her beauty. Especially now with everything that has been happening lately.A niggling headache pulses across my skull and down my neck as my mind is currently in a jumbled mess as it ignores my wolf instincts. My wolf is thirsty for blood.
Saffron glides the flat surface of his tongue over my feverish flesh, making sure to run the tip of it over the warm blood trickling down the column of my neck. Sucking in a shallow breath, my eyelids flutter shut as I give into the explosive sensations taking over me. I shudder with delight. My knees unexpectedly buckle beneath me, and he grasps my left leg, hooking it over his hip to keep me close and upright. Saffron grazes his protruding canines against the crook of my neck with a low and fierce growl vibrating from the nest of his chest. The sensual kiss of our bodies grinding against one another becomes more glorious the longer it continues. It’s tantalising. Erotic. It’s sinfully poetic in a sense that I can’t begin to fathom.My arousal burns hotter with every hint of contact between us. His straining erection can’t be hidden, and the rock-hard length rubs insatiably against my clit. The slightest friction has stars dancing before my very eyes. His lips trail from my ne
“Fuucck…” I mutter, feeling myself falling face-first towards the ground.Closing my eyes, I wait for impact, and as it occurs, pain splinters across my forehead, my nose, mouth, and chin. I pull myself upright, taking in my surroundings as I search for Luna. One minute, she was standing in front of me, silently begging me to kiss her and the next… It’s like she vanished into thin air. My wolf growls darkly when we hear a faint laugh coming from our right. I slowly turn my head to find Luna at least fifty meters away from us with her hand over her mouth and her shoulders rising and falling. She’s laughing; she’s laughing at us.I grind my teeth together, glaring at her through narrowed eyes, and I push off my left foot, making a run for it in her direction. If there is one thing I despise most in people, it is being laughed at. Especially when it is to embarrass me. I fight my body for control, unwilling to let my wolf come out to play because only Goddess knows what he will do
“Step into the patch of moonlight, darling,” Saffron drawls gently as he raises his hand and gestures towards a spot for me to stand.Self-doubt wraps her icy fingers around my ankles, rendering me motionless. “I… I’ve changed my mind,” I say in a rush, meeting his challenging gaze. “Something doesn’t feel right – this doesn’t feel right.” I continue, waving my hand back and forth between us.“Nothing that has unfolded between us has or will ever feel right, darling. But we can't stand around, waiting to become prey for another pack, now can we?”Jesus, what was I thinking when I placed my hand in Saffrons’ open palm only moments ago?He has taken advantage of my vulnerability, using his heroism stunt to try to lure me into doing what he wants. How do I know this isn't a trap he has set up to look like an accident?“How do I know you aren't planning to kill me? For all I know, the moonlight can be the only source of weakness for me?”A bitter laugh dances between his lips. “The moonli
I find myself beside Lily, cradling her youngest pup snugly in a blanket, as an unearthly stillness envelops us. We linger by the river, where the moonlight casts a spiritual glow, revealing a mysterious path that dances across the water's surface.The pack hangs in the shadows, their heads lowered, emitting an offbeat whimper that hangs heavy in the air, thick with sorrow. As I stare at my youngest nephew, a lump forms in my throat as I begin to doubt myself. I have known for a long time that this day would come where Azra would sadly die, and I'd be the next alpha. But I could never have predicted that this day would come this soon and in the manner it has occurred.I'm not mentally prepared to lead my pack; I doubt I ever will be. Being a leader never tickled my fascination. I'm more of a team player. My greatest weakness are my nephews, and now that their father has passed, I must live up to their expectations and protect them from the evil that currently surrounds us.Death tain
I get behind the wheel, turning to the side to stare at Luna. She gazes straight ahead with her arms wrapped around her waist, and her bottom lip trembles, matching the visible tremble that rides her body. She’s in shock or trying to work through her trauma—possibly both. I don’t know. But what I do know is that witnessing her like this makes my pulse race. My fingers tighten around the steering wheel, turning my knuckles a ghastly shade of white. I bite down on my molars as I try to soothe the violence that has my wolf in a chokehold. He yearns to be set free with a raging desire to rip her evil, conniving mother's throat out. She hurt our mate. Mentally tormenting her to the point that drove Luna to physically hurt herself. For once, I am at a loss for words. I am so used to hiding behind my sarcasm and using that to mask the seriousness of a situation that doesn’t sit well with me. We need to get the hell out of here. Fuck that witch and fuck this damn place.I slam my foot
Unrelenting agony sears through the tips of my fingers as my nails fractured from my frantic attempts to claw my way through the door. My palms are sensitive to touch from all the hammering I've done against the door. Desperation lingers in the air as my cold and clammy flesh is covered in goosebumps. The misery and grueling sensation of me being pathetic drives me to bang my head against the door over and over and over again. The uneven surface claws at my forehead, and after what feels like an eternity, the warm trickle of blood paints my brow line to my cheeks. I release one more gut-wrenching scream, giving it my all. Even though it feels like razor blades slicing away at my throat, I don’t give up until I am out of breath. If I don’t die from sheer terror in here. I will die by the hands of another. The hands of the man my mother wishes to give me over to. Why? Why is she doing this to me?I am her daughter, her blood, and this is what she does to me. Her desire to ruin th