Chapter 51 - MagicColette "Do you ever look up at the stars and wonder if our parents are up there watching over us?" I asked, sitting beside Zane on the wooden piano bench. Zane stopped pressing the keys we had been fooling around with and looked up at me. "I would like to believe they can still see us, that life isn't over after we pass." I hummed in agreement as I looked up at the night sky. I had some work done on the gardens and got a sizeable glass sunroof put over where the piano sat. I wanted to let more natural light into the place and give Zane's last memory with his mother a chance to have its own spotlight. I thought it also allowed her to watch him play again from where ever she was now like she once did before she was taken from this world."I think that if fae and dragons and the king of the underworld are real, then Valhalla and the veil are real too," I murmured. Zane didn't say anything as he turned his attention back to the piano. The sounds the keys made became
Chapter 52 - Binding ZaneIt was like we were stuck inside some dream, in a strange world with magic and magical beings. Everyone talked so casually as if this wasn't some crazy concept, and maybe it wasn't to them, but I knew I was on edge.I watched everyone carefully as they debated why they were all here. It was for some academy that Balor wanted to build, allowing beings from all walks of life to join and train. It sounded like a crazy idea, but I was only half listening as I assessed every individual here. The one I kept finding myself returning to was a beast of a male. His dirty blonde hair, grey eyes, and a mean scar across his left eye were among the few things that made him intimidating. He had furs draped over his shoulders and a warrior look about him. But what really set me on edge was how unpredictable he looked. And not the Balor kind of unpredictable but the type who would mark you as an enemy without your knowledge and kill you in your sleep kind of unpredictable.
Chapter 53 - Family ColetteI stared down at the box in my hand. It was amazing how something so tiny could hold so much power within it. Inside was a ring that would give my brother the freedom he had yearned for, for over fifteen years—a chance to live again, free from fear and worry. But it also meant more than that. It meant that Thomas and I could be a family again. The reality of my dreams finally coming true had me in shambles. I was nervous beyond words. I sometimes thought this was some cruel dream and that I would wake up soon and still be locked away in that small room, bone thin and still under the torment of Carter Silver. Although small, the seed of doubt in my mind was still loud enough to make me second-guess myself. "Look at me, Little wolf," Zane whispered; his voice was soft but still as commanding as ever. I bit my lower lip, trying to will my heart to calm the hell down and for my mind to shut up. This was real, and everything would be okay from here on out.
Epilogue Colette Three months later "You sure you're ready for this?" Zane asked me as I adjusted my helmet for the third time. I curled my fingers around the handlebars of his motorcycle. The thought of being out there, speeding down the open road, made my heart race and my blood fill with adrenaline. "I'm ready," I said, flicking down my visor. Zane's eyes racked over my body as he drank me in. I was dressed in a leather jacket, a black Cami, and leather pants. I even surprised him with a shorter haircut, needing a change, a way to move past my past. That change came in the form of a bob haircut, new clothes, and a better, fearless attitude. I could tell the anticipation of getting to the mountain to show me how much he appreciated this new look was killing him. Which only made the thrill of this ride all the more exhilarating. I turned the key, and Zane sat behind me. His body pressed against mine as he pressed a couple of buttons. "This is the brake, and when taking off, go
PrologueScreams. Screams of fear and rage echo through the ringing of my ears as I watch my whole clan be slaughtered in front of me. The smell of death, mixed with the smell of smoke from the burning buildings, lodged itself down my throat and nose.My eyes burned from the smoke. My fingers trembled as I gripped the frozen tree branch for dear life. The pine needles were thick enough to conceal me, a hand covering my mouth to stop me from crying out.My was body too full of adrenaline and fear to feel the nip of the winter air against my rosy cheeks and exposed skin.The night sky slowly started to fade, and with it, so did the screams of the dying. I didn't move from that tree until the sun reached the centre of the sky until the fire died out and left only the ashes of my village in its wake. I was numb to the feeling of the snow as it cut into my bare feet. Numb to the pain of my frostbitten fingertips and bloodied palms as I walked through the carnage of the place I once cal
Chapter 1 - TroubleColette"Wake up," A quiet voice whispered in my ear, jolting me awake. I shot up from my cot, the springs poking my legs through the worn-out mattress. My hair was sticking to my sweat-covered face. My heart pounded against my chest.It always felt so real, as if I was back in my village with my family. I was forced to relive that nightmare again and again. For the last fifteen years, I had been sucked into that world. My subconscious making me watch my pack be ripped to ribbons over and over, forced to watch my mother die again and again.I stood from my cot, fighting the wave of nausea that rippled through me as I made my way to the toilet and sink that sat in the corner of my room. I turned the tap, letting the rusted water run until it became clear enough to wash my face. I was never one to complain about any situation. Especially not to anyone here. I knew my place; to speak out meant I would get punished. To have a voice meant I went without food or recei
Chapter 2 - Arrangements ColetteI snuck into the kitchen, grabbing myself an apple and some bread before heading back to my room to eat in secret. Too afraid of getting caught by Amelia to believe that Jacob ordering me there would protect me. With my stomach full and forever grateful for Jacobs's kindness. I snuck back upstairs to finish my duties, not trusting Gerald to task others with my chores. To my surprise, Gerald had kept to his word. A few girls were finishing up my rooms on the second level of the packhouse. They insisted that I do as Gerald had ordered, but I wouldn't say I liked the feeling of owing them for their help, so I pressed on staying and helping them clean up the kast floor of the day. Despite eating at lunch, when dinner time came around, I felt as though I hadn't eaten anything. It was odd to be finished working when everyone else was finished just as I arrived at the kitchen with Laura, a younger server who came two years ago from a neighbouring pack to
Chapter 3 - PaymentZaneI didn't want to be here. I didn't want to follow throught with a contract my parents had made years before they died before I killed them. or at least everyone though I did., I never told them any different. I had spent months trying to find a way out of this contract but Hayden, my Beta, my father's Beta. He insisted that there was no other way. To marry into the Silvermoon pack still gave me the territory to use. It also gave me the allegiances I needed if a war between neighbouring packs broke out. So I reluctantly agreed to come out tonight. Accept the invitation Carter Silver extended to me so I could get this over with. Sophia, the woman who should be a Luna of the Redmoon pack, attended with me. If I could have claimed her as my own, I would have. But the contract forbade it and thought I was one to throw caution to the wind. My beta begged me to consider otherwise.My wolf, Clay and I agreed that just because we had to marry some she-wolf and make
Epilogue Colette Three months later "You sure you're ready for this?" Zane asked me as I adjusted my helmet for the third time. I curled my fingers around the handlebars of his motorcycle. The thought of being out there, speeding down the open road, made my heart race and my blood fill with adrenaline. "I'm ready," I said, flicking down my visor. Zane's eyes racked over my body as he drank me in. I was dressed in a leather jacket, a black Cami, and leather pants. I even surprised him with a shorter haircut, needing a change, a way to move past my past. That change came in the form of a bob haircut, new clothes, and a better, fearless attitude. I could tell the anticipation of getting to the mountain to show me how much he appreciated this new look was killing him. Which only made the thrill of this ride all the more exhilarating. I turned the key, and Zane sat behind me. His body pressed against mine as he pressed a couple of buttons. "This is the brake, and when taking off, go
Chapter 53 - Family ColetteI stared down at the box in my hand. It was amazing how something so tiny could hold so much power within it. Inside was a ring that would give my brother the freedom he had yearned for, for over fifteen years—a chance to live again, free from fear and worry. But it also meant more than that. It meant that Thomas and I could be a family again. The reality of my dreams finally coming true had me in shambles. I was nervous beyond words. I sometimes thought this was some cruel dream and that I would wake up soon and still be locked away in that small room, bone thin and still under the torment of Carter Silver. Although small, the seed of doubt in my mind was still loud enough to make me second-guess myself. "Look at me, Little wolf," Zane whispered; his voice was soft but still as commanding as ever. I bit my lower lip, trying to will my heart to calm the hell down and for my mind to shut up. This was real, and everything would be okay from here on out.
Chapter 52 - Binding ZaneIt was like we were stuck inside some dream, in a strange world with magic and magical beings. Everyone talked so casually as if this wasn't some crazy concept, and maybe it wasn't to them, but I knew I was on edge.I watched everyone carefully as they debated why they were all here. It was for some academy that Balor wanted to build, allowing beings from all walks of life to join and train. It sounded like a crazy idea, but I was only half listening as I assessed every individual here. The one I kept finding myself returning to was a beast of a male. His dirty blonde hair, grey eyes, and a mean scar across his left eye were among the few things that made him intimidating. He had furs draped over his shoulders and a warrior look about him. But what really set me on edge was how unpredictable he looked. And not the Balor kind of unpredictable but the type who would mark you as an enemy without your knowledge and kill you in your sleep kind of unpredictable.
Chapter 51 - MagicColette "Do you ever look up at the stars and wonder if our parents are up there watching over us?" I asked, sitting beside Zane on the wooden piano bench. Zane stopped pressing the keys we had been fooling around with and looked up at me. "I would like to believe they can still see us, that life isn't over after we pass." I hummed in agreement as I looked up at the night sky. I had some work done on the gardens and got a sizeable glass sunroof put over where the piano sat. I wanted to let more natural light into the place and give Zane's last memory with his mother a chance to have its own spotlight. I thought it also allowed her to watch him play again from where ever she was now like she once did before she was taken from this world."I think that if fae and dragons and the king of the underworld are real, then Valhalla and the veil are real too," I murmured. Zane didn't say anything as he turned his attention back to the piano. The sounds the keys made became
Chapter 50 - Haunting Past Zane A week had passed since Thomas had shown up at Redmoon. He and Colette spent a lot of time together catching up, and healing. I could feel her happiness radiating through our mate bond. I could tell the pack could feel it, too, the joy. The weight of whatever sadness from her past that had Colette feeling down was now gone. But now it was my turn to have a chat with Thomas and figure out what he planned to do now. Because despite Colette trying her hardest to hide it, I knew the longer he stayed, the higher her hopes got that he would never leave again. I had arranged for Thomas and me to go out for lunch. Somewhere far enough away from prying ears but also something that didn't raise Colette's suspicions. I knew it was me just being a protective asshole, but I didn't want to tell her about the real reason why I wanted to talk to her brother in case she insisted on coming. So as we sat in Vicki's Diner, making small talk over some burgers and fries,
Chapter 49 - Healing Colette When Zane returned from picking up Thomas, I had hounded him with questions from how he was to what he had said. All to which Zane answered without argument. I could sense the anxious mood through the bond; while he was gone, it had matched my own, and after a restless night of sleep, I got up with the sun and tried to keep my mind busy. I had started the day off in the medical wing working closely with Drew, healing what patients I could. And then, I headed to my office and worked on answering emails and letters pack members had sent me. We were working on throwing a gala to honour our warriors and allow everyone to have a stress-free night. It was the perfect distraction to lose myself in; it kept me busy until Zane linked me, ripping away the false calm I had conjured up throughout the day to keep my mind from Thomas. But now, as I sat in the gardens watching the falls cascade into the rocks below, I was slowly becoming a nervous wreck again. I ha
Chapter 48 - Scared Thomas The nightmares never started the same.No.Not when the torturing was left to Leon. My nightmares always varied, just as my punishments always did. Leon was a cruel bastard; the way the fuckers eyes lit up with pleasure when he made me bleed was enough to make me sick. I swore I could still see how he looked at me when I closed my eyes. I could still see the sweat dripping off his meaty face and his tongue licking away the blood from his lips that had splattered against his face from whatever tool used on me.Ivan Killian was a peach compared to that sociopath. But the truly sick and twisted mind that was behind all the death and bloodshed I had been forced to inflict on innocent people was that woman—the one who never looked quite right. She always looked like she was fading in and out, her features always slightly shifting, but the humans never noticed. So easily convinced by her magic. They followed the one thing they feared and hated more than anythin
Chapter 47 - Potential ThreatZaneIf there was one thing that ruined an amazing night with the woman you loved, it was this. Seeing the worry and uncertainty in Colette's eyes as she stared up at me was enough to piss me off. Her sage green eyes were wide, and her plush lips parted in shock. The Carnival forgot. "What do you mean he's on his way here?" Colette asked; her voice was calm, but I could sense the mixed emotions she was burying deep down through the bond. I looked around at the crowd of people, the nearby pack members not so subtly listening in on our conversation. "First, we must get to the car, away from prying ears." My voice came out sharper than I intended, but it got the pack's attention; they immediately dipped their heads and turned their attention back to the Carnival around us. Colette seemed to snap out of her shock long enough to realize this wasn't a conversation to be having here. Not when we didn't know why Thomas was coming back. Yes, Colette was here,
Chapter 46 - Extravaganza Colette The bright lights of the Ferris wheel were the first thing I spotted as we approached the Carnival. The next thing I noticed was the smell of popcorn, candied apples, and cotton candy. My teeth were already starting to hurt from just the thought of sinking them into all the delicious treats. I was at a loss for words as the sounds of children's laughter and music filled the air. Families, couples old and young, children, teenagers. Everyone of all ages was out enjoying the first warm night of many to come as summer finally settled in for the year. I couldn't fight the smile that graced my lips, and honestly, for the first time in forever, I didn't want to hide it. I turned my attention to Zane, who was watching me with careful eyes. His head slightly tilted as he took me in. I fought off the heat that threatened to spread to my cheeks. But I knew he could feel everything I was feeling through the bond just as I could feel him. "What?" I asked. He