Rose
I wrapped my arm around Pru’s neck as she and Alaric helped me stand up. My legs felt like noddles and lead at the same time.“You okay?” Alaric asked with concern in his eyes.“Yeah, I’m good.” I offered a smile. I didn’t know if I was, though. I had never experienced a time in my life where I didn’t have Delilah’s strength to rely on. I would never take her for granted again...that is if I ever got out of here.“Once we are in the corridor, you have to act almost like a zombie.” Pru wrapped her arm around my waist to steady me. “Don’t make eye contact with anyone. Ignore anyone who speaks to you. It’s best that way.”“Okay.” I grimaced as I tested the strength of my legs. One small step after another, we slowly made our way to the door.“Ready?” Alaric asked.“Yeah, I wanna see Matt.” I nodded. Alaric rolled his shoulders back and threw his head side to side, cracking it.Alaric threw the door open with a bang. He was plRose"How... how's Iris?" Matt nervously asked."She's good, considering everything that happened," I replied. I let my eyes drift to Pru, wondering what was going through her mind. Did she know about Matt and Iris? Did she know that they were best friends with a sprinkle of lingering romantic feelings?"Good...Hodges said you shaved her head for her….""Yeah…" I trailed off. I know Matt wanted to know about Iris, but part of me couldn't make Pru listen to that. "I have a question.""Shoot.""It's for Pru, not you.""Oh, my bad." Matt fell back onto his elbows on the dingy mattress."What's your question?" Pru's eyes lit up. She seemed to be excited about talking about anything that wasn't focusing on Iris."How did you know that Matt was your mate? Did you know before you met him?" I asked."I'm curious about that, too." Matt leaned over to rest his cheek against Pru's arm."It happened right after I was k
Rose “There she is!” Kroll’s voice cut through the air like a dagger, each syllable stung. Kroll was perched in an oversized wooden chair, a demented king on his throne with Greta standing beside him. A cruel smirk was plastered on her face.“She’s here; what do you want?” Alaric dryly motioned towards me.“You can leave, little boy.” Greta giggled maniacally at Alaric. The flustered woman from the hall had dissipated into the night. Hiding in Kroll’s shadow seemed to empower her.“I’m sorry, Kroll, did you hear that buzzing? I think a bug somehow got in here.” Alaric swatted at the air. Kroll rolled his eyes at his nephew.“Shut up, both of you! I didn’t tell you to bring the blessed wolf here just for me to be forced to watch a childish fight.” Kroll growled towards Alaric and Greta. Silence fell over the room.Pru shifted her weight from foot to foot beside me; nervous energy glimmered around her. I tried
Orion“You all know your Luna was kidnapped. Damian has located where she is being held captive. I know that we have settled into a peaceful existence since I expelled my father’s remaining supporters. It is time for us to show the world that we have not forgotten our roots. We may be more compassionate, but that does dissolve our strength.” My voice rang out in the clearing.In this clearing, we accepted Silver Crescent into our pack; in this clearing, my pack accepted my mate; in this clearing, Rose took her place beside me as my Luna...Men and women of varying ages stood before me. Anger and fear swam amongst the crowd. Their desire to get their Luna back was nearly as strong as mine.“Let’s get our Luna back!” Iris screamed at the top of her lungs. Her energy fed the other pack members.“For the Luna!” Pack members screeched.Pack warriors began to shift, not caring about their clothes. The sounds of fabric ripping, bones cracking, and
PruWhat was she doing? I told her to keep her head down, not challenge Kroll. Did she have a death wish?Alaric’s fingers were tightly wrapped around my wrist as he hauled me out of the cabin. Twigs snapped underneath our feet as we tore through the trees, ignoring the branches and undergrowth that grabbed at our clothing.“What about, Rose?” I wheezed out. Alaric was dragging me behind him. I couldn’t keep up with his pace; I was slowing him down. My body wasn’t built like a werewolf. I had a fragile human body. I was never one to care about fitness. I regretted that now.“We can’t do anything for her right now.” Alaric quietly mumbled under his breath.“What do you mean?” I stopped attempting to keep up with his blistering pace. “We just can’t leave her.”“If we go back there right now, we are throwing away everything we have worked for these past months. Is that what you want?” Alaric tugged at my wrist, but he couldn’t look at me. He kn
HarrietCrimson flames ran wild, snaking their way through the underbrush and engulfing the forest around me. Violence was bursting behind every tree and rock. Gnashing of teeth and swiping of paws was everywhere. At any moment, you could be attacked. It was kill or be killed; no one was safe. It was a sinister sight, to say the least. Iris and Damian were a hundred feet away. Both of them were in fine form underneath the moonlight.Damian was almost glued to his sister’s side. After she was taken, something changed inside of him. He never gave off the protective brother vibe before but now touch his sister, and you had to die.Iris seemed to be channeling every emotion that had been haunting her in the fight. She was taking every drop of pain, misery, fear, and resentment out on any wolf that crossed her path. She wanted to make them feel everything that Kroll caused her to go through. None of them would come out of this unscathed.Alastor was ju
MattScratching at the back of my mind, he was there. Weak, but still there. Thank Goddess, Pan was letting his presence be known. His scratching became louder and louder until the mental wall crumbled.“Nice to have you back,” I called out to Pan in relief.“Nice to be back...you are in a shit state,” Pan murmured. I felt his strength coursing through my veins. The bruises, cuts, and gashes on my body began to tingle as they started to heal. “So you met our mate without me.”“Not like I had a choice.” Pan had always been a vivacious wolf, but his mood was almost solemn. Being locked away from me was like putting him in solitary confinement. Something had changed inside him, but this wasn’t the time to deep dive into the psyche of the beast who lived inside me.“What’s she like?” At his question, I glanced up at Pru. She was glued to my side as she spoke with Alaric. Her cool brown locks shimmered in the moonlight. She looked ethereal.“Calm
HodgesI never asked for the life I was given. My earliest memories were not pleasant. There was only violence and anger lingering behind every breath.My father was a repulsive man; he ruled our house with an iron fist. I was terrified of him. He never let me enjoy my childhood. He rarely let me around people, but I didn’t mind that. It’s not like I really wanted to be around the people in my pack, but the option would have been nice.My mother died before I had a chance to remember her. Sometimes when I fall asleep, I hear someone singing. Even though I didn’t know its words, the song was so familiar, but it always ended the same way, with a blood-curdling scream.I stopped screaming a long time ago. I knew that voice wasn’t mine. Part of me always wondered if that was my mother singing...and screaming. Why did she haunt me, though? What did I ever do to her for her terrorize my only escape from my father?My father was mentally, emotionally, and
RoseWith every stride my paws made, I could feel the demonic warmth of Greta's rage encroaching on me."You can't run forever, little girl!" Greta cackled from behind me. A crack of her whip cut through the woods coming after me. Just a little bit further. I skidded out of the woods onto the road I had been on in a different time. Its course seemed unchanged, thank Goddess. The path from my premonition was the same except for a layer of asphalt.I ran down the road as fast as I could. The asphalt gnawing on the pads of my paws. If I wasn't in a life or death situation, I would probably love to wander through the area.My back left paw was ripped out from under me as Greta's fire scorched my fur. My jaw crashed into the street. The taste of metallic blood rushed into my mouth; I had bitten my tongue on impact. I jerked my leg away from Greta's fire, scrambling to get away."Just give up. You will never win against me." Greta taunted me. Her