Kelp povIt took us two and a half years to get her out of that dungeon and away from Alpha Thomas’ punishments. For two and a half years, he played games with us, sending us out on unneeded missions. The moment we were gone, he would have the lesser guards chain her to the whipping post, in the mid
“We cannot weaken him so he is not able to defend himself, but we can make it so certain things do not work anymore.” Coral laughs at that comment. “Serves him right if you ask me.”“This is the best we can do, Katia. It is up to you, Alpha Luna.” Mark looks back toward her as she nods her head affi
Mark pov“Katia, let’s go get something to eat,” Eric yells across the garden. “I am so weak from hunger, that I cannot harvest another vegetable or fruit from this goddess forsaken patch of weeds.”Smiling, our little Luna straightens, “oh you look like you may wither away to nothing.” She links an
“Kelp, how is Aza holding up? She is still such a young wolf and has been awake so much. Is he growing normally?”“She is doing fine, all things considered, Mark. I think it has to do with them being moon touched. Our little Luna mentioned the lady to me a couple of times before and I think she is t
Kelp povA few days later, Coral and Doc are needed at the hospital for an influx of injuries due to rogue attacks. Mark, Eric, and I were away at the pack house meeting with the rest of the guard not already patrolling the borders. The meeting started and Alpha was sitting listening to the increase
Some of the warriors, Eric, Kelp, and I, were riding towards the forest and the cabin, when we suddenly heard what sounded like moaning or something resembling moaning and screaming. We jumped down, abandoning our horses, shifting into our wolves and took off for the clearing where the cabin was. Ou
Katia povAs I was making lunch for myself and wondering what I could surprise everyone with for dinner, I received a link from Kelp. He wanted to warn me about some complaints from the warrior, not part of our little pack, about strange things happening out here. At first, I thought it was funny, b
He was getting closer to the window. I was shaking and wondering what to do to get this haunting started. I picked up one of the walnuts we had gathered to make brownies with and threw it through the window. It bounced off the railing, making a noise as it landed on the steps. The Alpha spun around
The stories began as whispers—rumors drifting between packs like secrets on the wind. At first, they were easy to dismiss, just tales meant to stir fear or wonder. But over the past two weeks, the whispers grew into something darker. Entire packs had vanished without a trace, leaving empty dens and
The voices are relentless, echoing through this void that holds me captive. They whisper, taunt, and question me incessantly. Why have I not joined the rest? Why am I still sleeping? I have no answers for them. I am trapped—trapped in this suffocating abyss of nothingness. Darkness stretches in ever
Sweet Katia, one-half of the Moon Goddess, watches over all her wolves, but none more closely than me. Most wolves are fortunate. They bond seamlessly with their human halves, sharing thoughts, instincts, and purpose. Together, they thrive within their packs, honored and cherished, whether as powerf
After my father informed me that Grandmother wanted to see me in Demon’s room, I turned to Nathan, my mate. His light grey eyes softened as they met mine, and I leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss to his lips. His warmth, his scent grounded me for a moment before duty pulled me away.“I won’t be lo
From the very beginning, I have watched over them—the ones destined for something greater. I remember when they were scattered, oblivious to one another, unaware of the higher purpose that bound them. Time has a way of weaving destinies together, and now, as I gaze upon my granddaughters, I see the
The stories started as whispers—rumors passed between packs like secrets carried on the wind. Over the past two weeks, entire packs had vanished, leaving behind only silent, desolate lands. Nobody knew where they had gone. Attempts to approach the missing packs’ territories were futile; it was as th
Hyperion had sat in his son-in-law's chair behind the desk while Cronos and Crius sat on the sofa against the wall across from the desk. Bib motioned to the loveseat beside the couch, "Have a seat, please. Do the two of you need anything to eat or drink? I know you have had a long journey."Both s
author povThey have been resting and sleeping for almost four weeks. The warriors and protectors have kept themselves busy keeping the pack safe and building up the pack lands. A lot has been accomplished since the wolves and other supernaturals are out of danger and regaining their strength. The n
She chuckled, "Who could sleep with all the screaming up there and all the talking down here?" Yawning, she finished, "I hope the demon's suffering stops soon. Hades is a good boy. He is just misunderstood by the king of the underworld stuff and all. He will do the right thing."The warrior's report