This is probably the last chapter today. Next up: a colorful trip to the airport and then the beginning of the final showdowns.
(Lily POV) “Rise and shine, beautiful,” James said as he came into the bedroom and opened the blinds, flooding the room with sunshine. I groaned and put my pillow over my face. “Ten more minutes.” James gently pulled the pillow away from me, earning him a low growl. Now, let us back up for a second. Normally I am a morning person. I do not even bother to set an alarm clock half the time, because I do not need one. However, yesterday was not exactly a normal day. I quit my job at the girls’ home, fought with Brady, fully marked and mated with James, and met the Moon Goddess. Then, once we “got back,” James and I spent half the night talking through everything that we had learned and everything that we wanted to do. Meaning, I had barely slept and I was physically and emotionally exhausted. I could not understand why James did not feel the same way. Instead, he responded to my growl by laughing at me. “Come on, sweetheart. Our flight leaves in three and a half hours, and
“You stayed over at Derek’s?” I asked, feeling surprised. “No… um… we rejected each other yesterday.” “What? Oh… Are you ok? Where are you?!?!” “I… I sort of… met someone else.” Oh, Goddess. “Charlotte, please tell me that you did not have another one-night stand.” She did not say anything. Although I had never had a one-night stand, I was not offended by the idea of them. It just made my heart hurt for Charlotte, because one-night stands had been the entirety of her sexual experience. “Char…” “What?” “Did you have another one-night stand?” “You told me not to tell you.” I rolled my eyes. “Goddess, Charlotte. Well, why are you calling me and not getting out of there?” “My one-night stand was with a wolf. A really hot wolf. It was my first time with a werewolf, Lily, and it was amazing. Or at least what I remember was amazing. We were both super drunk and broken hearted and it escalated.” “Fast forward to the part where you are still there and are having to call m
(Brady POV) To my surprise, after I asked Charlotte to go back to my pack with me, she did not say anything. Instead, she wrapped herself in a sheet, grabbed her phone, and raced to the bathroom. At first, I was fairly certain that she was calling someone to have me committed. Which, to be honest, may have been a very reasonable reaction. However, instead of calling someone to have me committed, she called a friend for advice. And that gave Kalen and I both some hope. Now, I admit that I should probably feel guilty for listening to her conversation. Or rather, for listening to Charlotte’s end of the conversation. But outside of leaving the hotel room —which I was not willing to do— there really was not a good way for me to avoid hearing it. Whispers and running water might be enough to shield a phone conversation from most wolves, but I am both a special wolf and an alpha. Although I could not hear what Charlotte’s friend was saying, I could definitely hear most of what Ch
“Wait… Brady, is… is Lily the she-wolf that you fell for? The one who you came to Ravenswood to save from her mate?” James let out a low growl, but I put my hand on his arm to calm him down. Brady’s face fell. “Yes.” “So I just had a one-night stand with a wolf who is in love with my friend?!?!? And who came here to break up my friend and her mate?!?!?” “Yes.” Brady looked ashamed, and I could tell that Charlotte was starting to get hysterical. I quickly grabbed her and pulled her to the side, leaving Brady and James to hopefully not kill each other. “Charlotte, take a deep breath,” I urged her. “Did you… did you… did you and Brady ever…” “No, I never slept with Brady. I kissed him, but that is it. And he did not love me, Charlotte. He thought he did, but he didn’t.” “You and James are perfect together. Why would he want to break the two of you up? And why would he fly all the way here to do it?” I took a deep breath. “It is complicated, Charlotte. I have not told y
Hi! We probably only have roughly 10-ish chapters left until the end of this book (emphasis on "ish"). There are a few more surprises coming, but they are mostly things that you have been wondering about so hopefully they will not feel too left-field. Unfortunately, I am finding that the final confrontation scenes are taking a little more time to write, because not only are they highly charged scenes, but also I am trying leave as few loose ends as I can. More writing time + busy holiday season + busy day job means unfortunately I am going to every other day updates instead of the every day updates you had previously been getting. Sorry! The good news is that we really are almost done. And on days that I can post more or more often, I definitely will. Thank you again for all of the love and support that you have shown this story!!!
(Lily POV) “Charlotte, what are you doing?” I asked. We were standing in the middle of the flight lounge while we waited for the flight crew to get the plane ready for us, and she had just ordered a beer from the bartender. “What are you talking about?” she asked me innocently. “You hate beer.” “So does Brady.” “Do you really think that ordering a beer is going to piss him off?” “No. But it will send a message.” “And what message is that?” “That I am mad at him.” I sighed. “Charlotte, I do not think ordering a beer is going to send that message. But even if it is, if you are mad at Brady after knowing him for less than a day, why are you going to his pack with him?” “Because I still really like him. And my gut says that I should.” I reached up and checked her forehead for a fever. When I found none, I turned her around and lifted her hair, checking for any sign that she was wearing a mask. “What are you doing?” she asked. “I am just wondering what happened to my fr
Come to think of it, perhaps Brady really was the right one for her. Somehow, knowing both of them, the thought of them together almost made sense. Just then, Charlotte took a sip of her beer and immediately spit it out. “Goddess, I hate beer. That was a bad idea. Come on, Lily. We need to find some pizza instead.” **** (James POV) We made it back to Black Moon without anyone dying. You may be wondering how the flight went. I encourage you to re-read my last sentence: We made it back to Black Moon without anyone dying. That is about the best thing I can say about that experience. Instead of applying for membership in the mile-high club with me, Lily spent most of the flight either asleep or sitting next to Charlotte at the front of the plane. That left me to sit in the middle of the plane with Brady. We were adults, and so sitting within shouting distance of each other on the same plane should have been fine. Except, of course, it was not. Instead of listening to m
(James POV) Deciding that I was done with Brady’s bullsh&t, I lunged for him. It was not the fact that he accused me of sleeping with Stephanie that bothered me. It was the fact that Brady was continuing to mock our relationship, coupled with the fact that he continued to want to remind Lily about our painful past. Whether his claims were true did not matter; it was his intent that bothered me. “STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU!” Lily yelled just before I reached Brady. I do not know if Lily meant to do so, but she used her alpha command —the same one that she had used in Hawaii. I felt the weight of it even though it no longer worked on me. The command caught my attention and brought me back to reality. Instead of giving Brady the punch he deserved, I reached out and wrapped my arms around my mate. “I am sorry, my love. He just went a step too far.” Lily hugged me back. To my relief, she was not angry with me. She was, however, glaring angrily at Brady. “What is with you, Brady?
Author Note: The Inspiration Have you ever wondered where the inspiration for a story comes from? I know I have... and for this book, I promised you a while back that I would tell you. So here goes. I mentioned to a friend in passing that I wrote "My Mate's Wedding Drama." That one was written as sort-of a fun, funny project. Not very serious. Something VERY different from my day job. She asked me, "Is that some sort of therapy for you?" "Therapy for what? I don't need therapy." "Well, with your dad in town... and everything with your mom and sister...." "Oh.... Ohhhhhhhhhh...." And somehow that was literally all it took. Mated in the Shadow of My Sister was born. I feel sort-of disingenuous saying I wrote it, because it largely wrote itself. More often than not, the characters took over my keyboard as I typed, or they started yelling plot points to me in the shower or while I was driving. It was sort of a wild ride, to be honest. To get this book done, I have gott
I could not believe that they had done all of this for me. We spent the next few hours eating, dancing, and laughing. I did not think the night could get any better, but then it did. James pulled me aside. “Sweetheart, I don’t know if you noticed the colors of the decorations…” “They are beauti
(Lily POV) (A few months later) Something is up, but I do not know what that “something” is. What I do know is that everyone has been acting really strangely today. It started when James brought me breakfast in bed… that he had taken the time to cook himself. Then, after we had both eaten, he
When she did not say anything for a few minutes, I decided to go ahead and give her the message I was supposed to deliver earlier. “Evelyn, this may sound a little weird, but I had an opportunity to talk to the Moon Goddess several months ago.” “Because you are the chosen one,” she said, not lifting her head off of the table. Ok, it is definitely the jailhouse newsfeed. “Yes. She gave me a message that I was supposed to give to you when I saw you. I am sorry that I did not give you the message earlier, but everything sort of happened really quickly…” “What was the message?” Evelyn asked. Her head remained sideways on the table, but her tone was curious. “She said that you sometimes ask her a question when you pray. It is usually the same question, and she wanted to answer it for you.” Evelyn sat up. “What… what was the answer?” “Yes, she will and more.” Evelyn began smiling and crying at the same time. “I assume you understand the message?” I asked curiously. Evelyn nod
(Lily POV) After I arrived back at Black Moon, I met Charlotte for a quick lunch. We then headed to the dungeon visiting room together, where Evelyn was already chained to a table waiting for us. Like Stephanie and Sheila, she was being taken good care of, but she nevertheless looked awful. “How are you, Evelyn?” I asked. “As good as can be expected, being this pregnant and in here,” she sighed. “You wanted to meet with us?” I asked politely. “Yes, thank you. I know it may seem crazy for me to reach out to you after everything that happened, but my wolf trusts you. And Charlotte, Sammy talks so highly of you every time he comes to see me.” For the briefest moment, I half wondered if we were in the right visiting room. This was not the Evelyn that called me and Charlotte whores as recently as her trial. This Evelyn seemed very, very different. “What is going on, Evelyn?” Charlotte asked. Evelyn sighed. “This pup is going to be arriving soon, and I need a plan. I ori
(Lily POV) Another couple of months have passed, and the trials in both packs have finally all been completed. I am currently on my way to see Evelyn at Black Moon. I need to finally deliver to her the message that the Moon Goddess gave me, and she also wants to talk to Charlotte and I about her plans for her unborn pup. Like all of the other trials, Evelyn’s trial is now over. She was sentenced to 25 years in the dungeons. That was a harsh sentence, but she did not lose her wolf. When I talked to Edy, she told me that she wanted to stay with Evelyn. She said that Evelyn had lost her way, but buried under all of the jealousy and pain, she really did have a good heart. Interestingly, those sentiments were very similar to the ones that I received from most of the wolves that I talked to. In fact, with the exception of the council member wolves that I freed on the night of the takeovers, the only other wolves who wanted to be freed from their humans were those belonging to Ste
Am I done dealing with the past? No. There is more work to be done and issues to be dealt with —including Sheila’s pup; Stephanie’s pup; my father; and Evelyn. But for now I will take a short break from the drama and celebrate.... because tonight is an important night. It is both my mate’s birthday, and Brady and Charlotte’s pre-wedding bash. **** (James POV) If you told me a few months ago that I would be spending my birthday voluntarily enjoying a beer with Brady Hyder, I would have checked you into a mental hospital. And yet here we are. Joey is here too. The three of us are currently at the bar, watching our mates on the dance floor, taking bets on which one of us is going to cave and go to them first. It is amazing how things can change. It is also amazing how much I actually like Brady now… at least most of the time. Of course, it helps that our mates are such good friends. It has forced us to learn to get along. Lily, Charlotte, and Jessica have all practically a
(Lily POV) It has now been five weeks since the pack and council takeovers. Since then, there has been a whirlwind of activity both inside and outside of the pack. Randall and Jane’s belongings were boxed up and moved to (separate) storage units, and James and I moved in to the alpha suite. Meanwhile, the belongings of my parents and Stephanie have also been packed up so that Joey and Jessica could move in. All photographs and shrines to Stephanie have been taken down and repurposed, and the Steffie Garden has been given a very not-sexy new name: “Staff Break Room.” Additional tables and benches have been added to accommodate the re-purposing of the space. Similar changes have occurred throughout the pack. The individual trials are well underway. My mother’s trial was first. I decided to recuse myself from any decision making related to her punishment, both because I am both her daughter and one of her victims. I also decided not to attend the trial, sending James to obser
“Yes.” “I discovered that I was pregnant. I came to your office with the pregnancy test. You threw $500 at me and told me to have an abortion. I want to know Alpha Randall… why you did do all that? I was not the first one or the last one who was raped. Today you have made it seem like your onl