“It’s not what you can do for me, Luna. It’s what I can do for you.” The Alpha responded coolly.
“What exactly would that be, Alpha Owen.” Jax snarled from behind me.
“I suggest you hold your tongue Beta.” Owen snapped. “However, it has come to my attention that your Alpha has been taken into royal custody.”
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Taylor looked beyond stressed as I threw my arms around his neck from behind. We were in his office since the pack house was full of people, he said were from the Silver Moon pack. Hannah had been a bit of a taskmaster since they had arrived, bossing them around and increasing daily training sessions. Everyone in the house was exhausted and walking on eggshells around her, Taylor included. “What ya looking at?” I asked, pointing at the document pulled up on Taylor’s computer monitor. “It’s the tips we’ve been sent regarding Alpha’s whereabouts.” He sighed.
The sound of the cell door creaking open caused me to retreat further in my mind. My wolf was gone. The torture Alpha Xi had administered over the last few days, combined with the extensive silvering, resulting in him being lost to me. For all intents and purposes, I was human. My senses were no longer heightened, I couldn’t heal quickly, and my strength had waned. The burn of the silver collar and restraints were all I had to assure me my wolf hadn’t abandoned me completely. I groaned when I felt fingers prodding at my ribs and opened my one good eye as far as I could. The other had swollen completely shut and the good one was barely better. I saw the blurred visage of a man hove
I was ready this time. I wasn’t rushing into a situation blinded by emotion and the need to protect the people I love. I had been smart. My aunt had revealed that ‘Fluffybutt’ was Liam, the physician who had drawn my blood when I was captured was her inside man. His tips had been immensely helpful. We knew how many wolves guarded the building, their shift changes, and he had managed to get the silver removed from Tristan’s body. A snarl escaped my lips at the thought of my mate being silvered. The information Liam hadn’t been able to pass in his coded messages, Taylor had been able to s
I was wrapped in the flimsy blanket, crouched against the wall, ready to spring into action if anyone came into my cell. I had heard the fighting outside the building and expected guards to come for me. I could feel the mate bond roar to life as Hannah neared. My head whipped toward the cell door as I caught her scent and I barely moved in time to miss being crushed under it as it flew across the tiny space. In the entrance, bathed in red glowing light, blood splattered across her face and body, stood my mate. She looked like a Valkyrie.I stumbled across the cell and collapsed into her arms. I was still weak from the torture that Xi had put me through in an attempt to gain confirmation that Hannah was a royal. I heard her whispering to me as pride welled in my chest. I had protected her identity and she had come for me. Before I could respond, t
“This conversation isn’t over Hannah.” Tristan hissed as I stormed from his office.Our life had become routine since he had fully healed. Only the threats from Xi and Alpha Owen loomed over our peaceful pack life. We had been arguing for days about whether I should reveal myself to the Alpha King or not. Tristan was firmly in the ‘not’ camp. It was a simple choice in my mind. Reveal myself as heir and testify to the actions of Xi and Owen so the King could decide their punishment. Trying to convince Tristan was like repeatedly slamming my head into a brick wall.I stopped for a moment to take a few breaths and calm myself. Judencia and the Silver Moon warriors were returning to their own territory today and I didn’t want to be in a foul m
My howls tore through the night air, causing our warriors to spill out of their rooms. I barely registered the satisfied smile on Xi’s face as I collapsed to my knees, pulling my lifeless mate into my lap. I continued to howl and scream as each thread of the mate bond snapped, rocking my body with pain. Xi moved into the parking lot as my warriors began to surround me. “Don’t touch him!” I snarled, clutching him to me as one of the warriors moved to check him over.&n
“It’s time, Luna.” Cam called softly from the other side of the door. I moved like a zombie leaving my room. I had been a shell of a person since avenging Tristan’s murder. My audience with the King had sapped all life from me, leaving only the emptiness that provided an aching reminder of the absence of my mate. I wasn’t even sure how I had returned to the motel after unceremoniously dumping Xi’s head on the King’s table. I closed my eyes trying to push away the remnants of the encounter.
“I’m not sure this was a good idea Hannah.” Cam whispered nervously. “We should have brought some of the warriors with us.” “Trust in me Cam.” I responded, squeezing her hand gently before making my way up the steps to the Blood Rose pack house. I understood Cam’s concerns, but they didn’t seem to touch me. After Jax had told me that Alpha Owen had requested a meet, I had complied, offering to meet in his territory as a show of good faith. He was expecting a broken-down Luna who was too grieved to care for anything since the loss of her mate. He was getting me instead a
Thirteen years later. I watched as Dylan and Oliver sparred against Jax. They had really come into themselves as they grew closer to coming of age. Dylan reminded me so much of his father, while Oliver took after me in more ways than I liked to admit. I knew Tristan would be proud of our sons, they truly were future Alpha’s. My mind drifted back to that fateful day in the palace. My friends had sedated me and worked with Ivy to heal my mind. I hadn’t realized it until I had been pieced back together, but I had gone insane over the loss of my mate. I still missed him, especially in the moments that Dylan’s sheepish grin matched his own, but I was content with spending my days focusing on our children. I would see him out of the corner of my eye from time to time, watching us with love across his face before
I felt drowsy all the sudden, almost as if my food had been drugged. I squinted in confusion as I looked around the table. I had eaten from the same pan as Toby and Tyler, but they seemed fine. I stood, swaying as I moved from the chair, everything around me blurring together. “I think I need to lay down.” I slurred. Toby glanced up at me with a concerned look painted on his face. He wrapped his arm around my waist and led me to the couch across t
Taylor glared at the wolves blocking out passage into the palace. We had announced ourselves to them as friends of Hannah’s and were waiting for them to confirm. We needed her to accept our visit to be able to get to Liam and fill him in on the plan. He was an integral component, bring the only one with access to the substances that could subdue her. I wondered, briefly, how Pyotr was faring. His distaste for witches had been evident when he spoke of finding one to help heal Hannah’s fractured mind. He would do anything for Hannah though, so I had no doubts if there were witches to be found, he would come through.&nbs
When I heard the first rumblings that my little wolf had declared war on the witches, I was thrilled. I hated witches, even centuries later, for what they had done to my family. If they hadn’t threatened to curse my father, I wouldn’t have been turned and killed them. My kind in general didn’t have an issue with witches, often they worked together to subdue their prey, so it wasn’t surprising to me that many had worked to protect them from the little wolf’s wrath. It wasn’t until the shifter community began reporting missing shifters, that I became alarmed at her actions. The wolv
The old crone’s statement that I wasn’t a rogue became clear the moment I saw Liam. I felt the pack connection click into place and recalled that he had sworn an oath to me as Alpha. Excitement rushed through me as I realized I had an ally in the palace. I rushed to embrace the physician barely able to contain myself. “Liam!” I squealed. “What are you doing here?” “I’ve actually come to resume my position as roy
“I haven’t been able to get an audience with the King.” Judencia said. “Though I did get confirmation that Hannah is in the palace. The advisor said the King and Queen were reacquainting themselves with their granddaughter and would not be receiving petitioners until she was situated.” “So, what do we do then?” I asked. “Pyotr was pretty sure she had a vendetta against the King. Not that I give two shits what happens to a werewolf king, but I’m pretty sure it won’t be good for Hannah if she kills him.”
Tristan and I had decided it would be less suspicious if I approached the King alone under the pretense of accepting my place as heir. The guards had regarded me with suspicion, though I couldn’t blame them. The last time I had been at the palace, I had arrived with the head of the royal guard Alpha. I took a deep breath to calm myself and reached out to my mate through the mind link. I needed reassurance that he would find a reason to be admitted to the palace once I was situated. I needed him to poke around for information while I worked to get close to the King.&n
I sat on the barstool glaring at the bartender as Cam spoke to him. I was frustrated and angry, we had no leads on Hannah’s whereabouts, having been to the shifter bar three times in as many weeks. Taylor was mingling with the patrons, showing anyone who would listen the photograph of Hannah we had started carrying. “Hannah, where are you?” I whispered aloud to myself. “You know little wolf?” Asked a large blond man standing at t
My eyes burned where my tears welled up threatening to spill over. I stared at Pyotr in disbelief. “Little wolf must go back where little wolf belong.” He repeated. “Little wolf need doctor. Pyotr not skilled with little heartbeats.” His voice was sincere, and he face held only concern. Tristan placed his hand on my shoulder and nodded. I knew Pyotr was right. I couldn’t stay with him forever; I needed a werewolf physician to che