Watching my biological father die is another shard in my heart.“I’ll take him home,” My grandfather murmurs, tears in his voice, even as he struggles to hide them. “When all this is done-“I smile at him, wearily, “You got my message, didn’t you?”“I did.”“You’re not going to ask me to reconsider?” I give him a heavy look.He puts a warm hand around my nape, pulling me into his wide chest for a hug which is filled with love, “I can feel your pain, child of my child. I can feel it so deep that it is like a visible wound on your person. I just want you to be happy.”I’ve already told him about everything and he ignores both Lucas and Carmine who are entwined around each other. However, when he leaves, I can feel his fury, which I attempt to calm down.“I’m not so weak anymore, grandfather,” I assure him, taking his huge hand in mine. “I will fight till the bitter end.”“And what of you and him?” He asks me, almost sadly, as I see him off in the forest.I don’
“What did you put in that?” I grab Livie’s wrist, uncaring of her howl of pain, my eyes narrowed in fury.“Nothing!” She shrieks, trying to pull away from me but I don’t let her, dragging her down the steps and throwing her plump figure into the courtyard.She lets out a scream and scrambles back, “You crazy bitch! How dar-“I can feel the doors opening and feet rushing out towards the courtyard. But I ignore them.“What,” I begin dangerously, “did you put in my child’s milk?”I see a panicked look on her face, “N-Nothing! W-Why would I put anything-““I saw you!” I roar. “What is going on?” Lucas storms over, his hand around Carmine’s, and for once, I don’t even feel a stab of pain at the sight. Nothing comes before my child.“Get out of here, Lucas,” I say, coldly. “This has nothing to do with you.”He grabs my wrist, hissing, “Considering you’re standing here making a scene, I think it is.”“Oh, just let her, Lucas,” Carmine winds her arm around his ne
Aliya’s eyes are sharp and she looks a little battered but very much alive as she looks at the beautiful wolf shifter. My eyes follow her.For a minute, I falter, “That’s not – She’s a shif-““She’s a half breed,” Aliya says, her voice filled with an animosity that I’ve rarely heard from her. Everybody in the courtyard freezes and all eyes turn to Carmine whose face is stiff. “How is that possible?” Rock breathes. “She’s a shifter.”“I can smell it in her blood,” Aliya hisses. “One of her parents had witch blood.”I see a cold calculation enter Carmine’s eyes and I see them flicker towards Clara, who is standing a few feet away from her, holding my son.I’m moving at the same time she is.My hand transforms and I slash it against her cheek, pushing her back as I shove Clara out of the way, growling, “Inside! Take him inside!”Carmine snarls and I see the humanity stripped of her face, as she makes another attempts at my son. My people move in her path a
I teether back at as the force of the dark magic that sweeps into me.I can hear somebody screaming.It takes me a moment to realize that the animalistic sound is coming from my throat, as white hot pain burns me from the inside out.I can feel somebody holding me but my back is arched, my spine rigid with a jaw grinding pain that is eating at me.The bond is on fire.The bond that Lucas and I share is on fire and I can feel the fine golden tendrils rotting under the ugly blaze inside of me. I slam the bond shut between us, instinct forcing me to prevent Lucas from feeling this pain.With each tendril snapping as it rots away, I am seized by a severe agony that I can’t put into words, these lashes of white hot pain, setting every inch of me in a terrifying fire.This is not the kind of pain that you can get used to each. I can’t breathe.I know the bond is breaking.I know the true mate bond is breaking.And under the mental agony of it, there is whisp
“What do you mean you’re stepping down?” Lucas turns pale.I hand my son over to Clara who looks devastated before I turn to face my mate, “Exactly what I said. I’m not - I can’t anymore. I’m leaving the pack. I’m leaving my position.”My voice is empty, devoid of any warmth or emotion.“Leaving the pack? Where are we goi-““I’m going,” I cut him off. “I’m leaving. You’re staying.”“Oh,” There is a wealth of pain in Lucas’s voice as he looks at me, and I can see the life drain from his eyes. “You’re leaving me.” A part of me wishes to hold him, to wipe that dead look from his eyes, but that part of me is only a glimmer and it’s easy to squash. My heart is in shreds. Despite knowing the truth, the damage has been done and old scars and new scars have blended together to wreck me in the most absolute way.I have been left an empty husk.“I have to leave,” I say, dully. “There’s nothing left anymore.”“Sarah,” He takes a step towards me, freezing when I fli
SHERRYI wake up to the smell of smoke and the sound of screams. The screams of my people.As awareness infiltrates me, along with this numbing dazedness, I feel an overwhelming sense of suffocation. It’s almost as if there is a heavy pressure on my chest.The sweet release of darkness has never been more inviting.It might be the cowards way out but right now, it seems the easiest way.But just as I am slipping into the void, I hear a familiar voice cry out, “Mama! No, don’t hurt my mama!”It’s a plaintive cry, the voice of a child who has till now been filled with laughter and joy. Ignoring my own pain, I look around and see the raging fires, along with the little girl screaming. There are other people crying out too, shouting, crying, screaming, but it is three year old’s voice that forces me to assess my situation. The reason for my suffocation is pretty easy to narrow down. Here is a huge slab of metal resting on my chest. The memory comes back in a sharp
LUCASThe setting is familiar.It’s a village.A village I never I want to return to.It’s the place where I lost everything.Every corner of it haunts me.As I love closer, inside, drawn by some invisible force, I stand in front of a motel. I recognise it. How could I not?But it’s empty.However, my eyes linger on a door and I remember forced touches, the screaming in my head, the desperation to escape and yet the inability to do so. My heart begins begins beating wildly and I start looking around for my salvation, for the one person who can soothe me.But the motel is empty and that door that was my personal hell is growing bigger and bigger.My hands are shaking as I try to move back but the door looms closer and closer. It’s getting difficult to breathe as that familiar feeling of disgust and horror overwhelm me.And then my eyes fly open.For a moment, my breathing is hard, my heartbeat unsteady, as I try to take stock of my surroundings.I’
My anger is fierce at her words.“What?” I set the coffee cup on the counter with a loud clang. “Have they lost their minds?!”Clara sighs, “If it makes you feel any better, I was also against the whole idea but Lucas,” she looks up to meet my gaze, “Sarah isn’t coming back. It’s been a year. The pack is fracturing without an Alpha pair.”“Then I’ll step down-““You know you can’t do that,” Clara rubs her temple, looking just as tired as I feel inside. “You’re the strongest member of the pack. And you’re the only who knew what Sarah was planning for the pack. You’re keeping everything going.”But I hate it.I hate stepping into a role that belongs to Sarah.She should be here. This is her home. Her place.Even a year as Alpha of the Stone Wolves and I still feel like a fraud.Clara seems to catch my wave of thinking and she murmurs, “Truth be told, Sarah was the catalyst of change int his pack. She brought us into a more advanced age. She had plans for the fut
SarahThe days that follow are sad ones. We all have to come together as a pack to work through the loss of so many loved ones. “I really thought we were finding peace,” Dustin says, as we gather together three days later. “I hoped it would stay.”“We’ll find that now,” I tell him. “There are always going to be times of peace and times of conflict. I’ve learned we have to accept that as a way of life. That’s the downside of being in a wolf pack.“But the good days outnumber the bad. And we’re strong, we’re fierce. We’ll get through this and defeat any enemies that might come up next. We just have to trust in each other and have faith in the pack.”The words resonate with me as I say them. Despite all the hardships, I’m more devoted to this pack than I ever have been. I’ve learned to accept the ups and downs which are easier to manage now that things between Lucas and I don’t feel quite as fragile.“That’s why you’re a great leader,” Dustin says. “You inspire us all to do just
LucasAs I watch my baby in Sarah’s arms, I’m happier than I ever thought I’d be. A son and a daughter. It feels like now our family is complete. Though I’m open to more children in the future. Right now, I’m just content.Sarah and I tend to be rough sleepers though. So, as Sarah dozes off, I take Evelyn from her arms and place her in the bassinet. Then, I join Sarah on the bed.“She’s beautiful,” I say, cuddling my sleepy mate. “You’re beautiful. I’m so grateful to you for bringing our children into our life like you have. “I know it’s never easy. I won’t even pretend to understand what you go through. But you give up so much for our family. I appreciate that more than I can express.”“And I appreciate you,” she says. “You’re a wonderful father and a fantastic husband. I’m so glad to share all of this with you. I’m so grateful to be building a family with you.”I kiss her and the warmth of having my true mate in my life envelopes me. It just feels so natural and right when y
Sarah“That is an incredible offer,” I say, my eyes staring right into Azar’s. “You’ve promised so much, and I know we’d both prosper within a formed alliance. However, we can’t promise our daughter’s hand in marriage.”My words prompt a hearty response. Some are mere whispers while others are outright defiant. Many can’t believe that we would turn away from this. But we have to do what’s right for our daughter.“Now, I’m not shutting down the idea of a future marriage completely,” I clarify. “Maybe our daughter will end up with your son. Maybe they will be mates.“But we’ll have to wait and see once she’s old enough to decide. Since we’ll be allies regardless, they’ll know each other. They can spend time together.“If our daughter decides that your son is her mate and they both love each other, then they can get married. We’re going to leave that up to her though. We don’t want to make such a big decision for her before she can even consent to it.”Azar’s demeanor falls. It re
LucasSarah looks at me with an expectant look on her face, and I’m just not sure what I should say. The kiss still bothers me. It hurts me. As her mate, I have reason to be upset.The guilt still haunts me though. It reminds me of how I hurt her. It whispers that I deserve this. I know that I deserve this.“It’s nothing,” I insist.“Lucas, please open up to me,” she says. She takes my hand in hers and looks at me with those eyes I never can resist. “I saw you and Azar last night,” I confess. “I saw the kiss.”Sarah looks at me with shock and guilt written upon her face. I hate that. It’s proof that what I saw was true. They did kiss. She betrayed me.“I know I betrayed you horribly,” I continue. “So, I understand that I deserve that. But it still hurts, Sarah. “I thought we had moved past all of that. I thought we were solid. I thought we weren’t ever going to let anyone get between us again. But I guess I was wrong.”Jealous tears through me as the kiss replays in my min
LucasI’m surprised then when I wake, Sarah isn’t beside me. I panic. After everything that’s happened, I simply can’t help it. There are too many ways things can go wrong.I need her near me. I need to always know that she’s okay.After a deep breath, I realize that something feels wrong. Something seems off. I walk to Fergus’ room and see him sleeping peacefully. I tuck the baby monitor in my pocket and step outside. I won’t go far, I can’t go far without Fergus, so hopefully she’s close by.It doesn’t seem like she is at first. I look all around our home and don’t see her. Then, I go towards the back yard and I stop.Sarah is there, but the tree line, but she’s not alone. He’s with her. The anger from earlier boils within me again.I know I shouldn’t be jealous, especially not after what I did to Sarah. I have no right to worry about that after all I put her through. And nothing truly awful has happened between them. I don’t have a solid reason to be upset.Besides, I tru
Lucas“You don’t have to give an answer right now,” he rushes in to say. “I’m not expecting you to be sure of anything right now. It’s just something to think about.”I’m so taken off guard by this that I don’t know a single word to say in response. I have tried to push aside my fears that he wants to seduce Sarah and getting to know them all a little better has helped me to do so.My daughter though… I never thought he’d be after my daughter. Arranged marriage? “That’s a big topic,” Sarah says slowly. “We’d definitely need time to think about it further. We’d have to talk through this amongst ourselves.”“Of course,” Azar replies with a pleasant smile. “I’m not trying to force your hand or anything. Take as much time as you need. It is a big decision but I think it’s the right one.”We don’t stay out much longer than that. We circle back to the gathering for a little while. But everyone is tired, so we all head back home soon after.It’s only once we’re back home that every
SarahI take a moment to give Lucas a hug and another kiss before we step into the area where the feast is being hosted. I can sense that he’s still a little insecure about things, but he had no reason to worry. I’m going to be true to him always.I’ll admit though, I am intrigued by this new pack. I wonder about the kinds of magic they can do. I’m curious about all they have to offer.As we walk towards their Alpha, the pack starts to congregate together, which is a little strange. Before this, they were mingling with everyone else. There seems to be a shift though as we approach them.“We’re so grateful you’ve accepted us,” Azar says, flashing that friendly smile. Is there anything flirtatious about it? I don’t really think so.“To show our gratitude, we would like to show you something,” he continues. “A little show before dinner.”I hesitate. What if this is something malicious? I don’t know anything about this pack. Is it a trap?They’re already here though. They could tr
LucasAfter everything else that’s happened, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried about this new pack joining us. It’s not like it’s uncommon for packs to approach each other, especially if they think a mutually beneficial alliance can be formed.The fact that packs are now approaching us like this shows our growth. I’m proud of Sarah for bringing this pack to greatness like this. I’m happy to welcome newcomers in.It’s just that there’s been a lot going on lately. And it still seems like a risk to allow anyone new to come into this peaceful place we created.Then, I realize that I’m sounding a bit like how Liza sounded when we brought Brandon in. It gives me more empathy towards her but also makes me realize that maybe I’m being a bit paranoid.It will be good to have another alliance. This could ultimately be beneficial to us. So, I help answer questions as the pack follows us. I remain as engaging as possible as I get to know them.“You’ve truly created something impres
SarahChills run down my spine as I listen to this prophecy about our daughter. I always knew our children would be great. But I never expected something like this.Could it be true?I assume it is considering the way this prophecy has been delivered. What does it mean though? How do we deal with something like this?Before we can ask any questions, the bubble floats off into the sky which grows lighter again. The lights turn back on. The candles are re-lit.Lucas and I look to each other as everyone looks to us for answers. Yet I’m stumped. Usually I know what to say, but not this time.“I have no idea where that came from,” I admit. I’ve found that when it comes to being Alpha, the best way to approach these sorts of things is from a place of honesty. “However, I can say that I feel blessed.“It’s clear our daughter will be special. I don’t know exactly what that means yet, but we will take care of her to the best of our ability. We’ll cherish her just as we do Fergus. We’ll