"We need to talk before you make decisions on our behalf." She wasn't snappy anymore, with his heat wrapped around her. The pinpricks of desire, lust only excaerbated because she knew him. Knew the slick power in his body, the hunger aimed at her, felt his kisses. Noah sighed and moved away."Why dont I believe you? That's your only hold up? You don't talk about it, you just shut me out?" He took in her form, the slouched shoulders, yawns she kept hiding under the light smiles. The dark circles under her eyes. He was missing something. The worst part of his lust was the overwhelming tenderness that came with it, to hold her close. He knew, the animal knew, intellectually, he can't protect her from everything. But the inane urge never died down. His wolf pawed at the ground at being blindsided by a problem that could cost him her. "I have.... I still have nightmares, Noah. You know how he can access my mind if I can access his. The more I try to hold out, the more I have to completel
Leaving the newly ranked soldier to his post on the rise of the hill, Noah made his way to the garden- an in built extension of the large sunroom where packmates relaxed to catch up, eat, drink, sometimes celebrate. As such the children below the age of ten played there, always in the sight of older pack members. The ones without parents also lived there. Excep Ian, his room was tucked between Noah and Evan's, on the second floor, because he had a family now. The whole pack was a family but seeing how he'd move back to Noah's territory soon, it was better off if he understood it. How many times a child could deal with separation? The football flew in his direction, an adept hand large hand swung forward to catch it. There he was. Noah had come to adore the bouncing tuft of blonde-brown hair. And the body the head was attached to. A smart kid-resourceful, quick on his feet, literally and matemorphically. He was a cat after all. Emotionally, he took after Vanessa. Noah only realized th
Noah sighed."Oh really. What else did she say about me?" Ian pointed at his hand and then counted five things she had said, closing a finger on each one. "You are honorable. You protect everyone. You can be mean. You will make me a pack member as soon as you can. And you love me." Yes, Noah thought. He did love the kid. Who wouldn't?"Remember you said Calvin's only weakness is his mind. What did you mean by that?" He phrased the question like every other conversation. He didn't want to pressure a young mind into recalling memories the trauma had shoved away."Just that. You know when they teach us about the tunnels?"wolves were taught a lot of precautionary measures from the start about mingling in human cities and the human world. Now, it came naturally but in the early days, animals got frustrated in the cities and were notoriously known for scaring humans, any day the fear would shape into paranoia, paranoia into xenophobia, so the elders in the pack decided to teach how to co-
Noah and Rhys had a standing joke, since Desmond hated cats, Noah always sent a cat diplomat to deal with him. It was a brazen provocation, meant to rile both- the cats to an uprising, and Desmond's vote bank to show how performative he was. Maybe he'd be dethroned when both bayed for blood. It was cruel, but his people were trapped, no outside force can bring them their freedom. Heart singing in his chest, he sucked in a great lungfuls of air. Woods flew by in a shadowed blur. Paws landing solidly, whiskers fluttering in the breeze. Brain switched off as he ran. Only an impossible tick to maintain-Nora Desmond. His cat should hate her on principle.Nora killed the engine of her old sedan, rusted window halfway open so the air conditioner's thrumming was useless. Just like her attempts at normalcy. Her father had revoked "car privileges" because she had forgotten to send it for its regular priming sessions. Walter Desmond lived like a tyrant and expected everyone to fall into line at
"Yes," habitual politeness slid into gaps in her faces, "I was here for car repair, thought I should make a detour. Would've waited but you are already here." His full lips tainted in a smile that didn't crease his cheeks. He knew she was lying but let it go."I informed Titius we'd be moving our reinforcement from Rudiger's territory. He doesn't need them anymore and we are short on the resources at the moment. Besides, your father and Rudiger have worked out the tributaries, haven't they? The trespassing won't stop until Rudiger tightens his fist." He was including her in conversation of importance, or was he throwing her crumbs of his table? She couldn't decide. She definitely can't trust. She had to indulge right back."The better part of the decision lies in the reinforcement of the decision made. We'll see." There. She had graduated suma cum laude in diplomacy from Brown University after attending the regal academy all high-born wolves did. Rhys felt his claws slice out at th
Rhys fully grinned. The range rover had been to smooth the bumpy ride back to his woodshed on the terrains laid out miles long. His animal prefered hearing and seeing their visitor before making contact. If she didn't like his masculinity, which was practical as opposed to her pointy impractical heels, then he'd drive roughly. Let her know how pragmatism had to be coupled with skill. Nora sucked in her teeth, the damn cat was enjoying her pain. To be fair, it wasn't painful, just irksome. Her head near about the hit the window for the third time when she braced herself, growled at him. The thrumming engine, rattled car, every sound opaqued by his sudden bark of laugh. It was vibrant. She huffed and turned to the window, at least now he drove smoothly, like he knew what he was doing. "What did you want to talk abou that couldn't wait?" Talking to him, no, begging for his help when she could just as easily ask Noah was like chewing glasses. She was under no illusions of what Rhys th
"I suppose there is a leader in this gang of yours they'll listen to?" She swallowed back the barb- he knew she wasn't that leader. She was just conveniently present in the food chain to help them out of a sticky situation, nothing else. "Yes. What do I tell him?" She could sit here and make this not about her. "Tell him we'll get them to a safe place." Her face flushed, relief, horror, doubt, then relief again- Rhys didn't know which one to study in depth- they flicked fast."Really? You'd do that? I didn't think you'd be this forthcoming." Her slight smile was worth saying an immediate yes. But he has meant what he said. They won't just help the cats run, they'll help them settle someplace new. Away from Desmond and his pack to properly heal."You do think highly of yourself to assume this is about you, don't you? They are us. We are them." Everything shut off. The light immediately sauntered out of her eyes, the smile frozen. His cat sighed at internal guilt. He could see her o
Someone had outthought him, Desmond realized. Calvin was on the top of his list, one of Calvin's people had defected. His couldn't. They'd know the punishment was worse than death- it was unmaking. Effervescent. Erasure of the soul. Oh, the others thought Desmond knew very little about magic but he did not. The reason he had kept Calvin close, had Oma captured a long time ago, long before Calvin had worked up his plan to take over, was because Desmond knew about brimstones. He never would've if not for the accident. The accident of his marriage, the accident of his wife. The latter was his doing but only because she never told him the truth, not all of it. Hanging onto the freyed ends of her life. It had been a turning point, an impassive stone between today and tomorrow. Between the known and the unknown. If Calvin found out Oma was just like Ian, Oma would become the perfect sacrificial lamb. Then Desmond would get what he always wanted, a carnage the size of New York territorie