I’ve been on the road with Kanati and Kamama for the past six months, first trying to find where the Riding Hoods were keeping all of the supernaturals that they were kidnapping and then trying to find where those same supernaturals had scattered to when they escaped.
Let me back up a minute. Give you the whole backstory.
About 21 years ago, there was this huge civil war between all of the werewolf packs in the U.S. The trios, where our Moon Goddess and creator, Selene, mated three wolves to each other instead of just two, were coming back after being hunted to near extinction. And there were quite a few wolves who didn’t like that. It caused a civil war, which we won, allowing trios to live happily ever after.
But right after that, these witches, called the Riding Hoods, popped up out of nowhere. They are the descendants of the original Little Red Riding Hood, who was killed by a rogue werewolf. Yes, the story was true. Her sister took revenge on the rogue, then decided that it was her job to kill all werewolves in the world. She gathered followers to her cause and we ended up with these shriveled mummified witches coming after us and attempting to kill us all. We managed to defeat them on Amercian soil, sending them back to Europe to lick their wounds.
I was five when all of that went down and my mom, Naomi, was mated to one of the leaders of the civil war, an alpha wolf named Julian. He hated my mother because she was half-human, but had no problem getting her pregnant and using her whenever he wanted. He was a grade “A” asshole. During the civil war, Mom was sent on a mission and captured by the trios and their allies. They agreed to help get me out if my mom agreed to help them and that’s how I got to be a part of this pack. I was five at the time.
Before the war with the witches was over, my mom found Slade, her second chance mate and my stepfather. I also found out that I’m part witch and part of prophecy saying that I would destroy the Riding Hoods. Knowing that, I’ve made it a mission of mine to work to kill as many Riding Hoods as I possibly can, rooting them out all over the world. I’m a part of the Elite fighting force headed by demi-gods Arya and Devin Vegter. And I’m also one of the priests in Bella Martin’s coven, in charge of training the younger witches in combat magic.
Since we defeated them, the Riding Hoods have never gotten a foothold back in American soil and we have been going around the world to help other supernaturals stay out of their path. They still have a strong base in Europe, but we’ve kept them from other countries.
Last November, the legacies, the children of the trios, had their first members become a lune and beta of our nation-wide pack, Chris and Jared Loup. Ok, I know that it sounds weird that they are the first of the legacies to take over when I should technically be an alpha now. My stepfather, who I just call Dad, and Mom have been hounding me to take over the pack for a while now. And it’s not that I don’t want to. I feel the pull of being an alpha every single day and my wolf is itching to take over the title. But I can’t. I’m here for a purpose. To see to the end of the Riding Hoods. I can’t do that if I have to worry about running a pack. So I’ve been putting it off.
Anyway, when Chris and Jared took their positions in the pack, shit kind of went a little crazy. We got a prophecy from Selene saying that the Riding Hoods were up to some messed up shit where they were taking all different supernaturals in the hopes of creating the strongest witch of all time. They even took Chris and Jared’s new stepmom and Chris’s mate.
We called in the whole supernatural community to help us, bringing in two gods to help track in Mexico and in the U.S. I’ve been with Kanati, the first Apachee hunter turned god, and his translator, Kamama, along with several other wolves and supernaturals since then. Two of the other Elite are with us as well, Micah Laoch, the son of Carl, Richard, and Lauren Laoch in the Artemis Area, and Jai Vlk, the son of Liam, Bhakti, and Sandra Vlk in the Blood Moon Area.
Our first mission was to find where the kidnapped supernaturals were being kept. But that job was taken from us when one of the Riding Hoods turned traitor and helped with killing nearly all of the Riding Hoods and setting the supernaturals they had kidnapped free.
Sound too good to be true? Yeah, we're on the same page. Especially since the Red One, the head of the Riding Hoods, conveniently got away just before the mission was supposed to start.
So then our mission became finding the scattered supernaturals. Many had been hurt or were scared or lost. Some had ways to get home, but others didn’t. For instance, there was a dragon shifter who was here on vacation when she was taken from her family. She had no idea where she was or how to get back to her people. As arrogant and dickish as the dragon shifters are, we had to help them.
We are down to the last supernatural, and they are taking forever to find. But we’ve also been at this for several months, and it’s time for some more of the legacies to take over. These two are Elite hunters and the twin sons of the demi-gods who head the Elites, Alexander and Rowen Vegter.
“I can’t believe that you seriously aren’t coming to Alex and Ro’s ascension ceremony. They’re like brothers to us man,” Jai hounds me again.
“Well, my nephews, but same thing,” Micah laughs. He really thinks that it’s funny that he is younger than Alex and Ro, but still their uncle. It’s a bit complicated, but Richard, Carl, and Lauren were a trio that rejected each other because it was seen as bad to be gay back then in our history. Richard and Lauren stayed together and had Devin, who is Alex and Ro’s dad. Carl found a chosen mate and had Brandon, who is the dad of Chris and Jared. Then, after the trios started coming back in their pack, Richard, Carl, and Lauren accepted each other, and they had Micah and his twin sister Aubrey. So, while Chris, Jared, Alex, and Ro are the niece and nephews of Micah and Aubrey, they are also older than them.
Told you it was complicated.
“And you could find your mate while you’re at it. I’ve heard that the sex is fucking amazing and I know that you haven’t been getting any since Micah and I have been with the only two chicks here,” Jai say, chucking my shoulder. “Unless you’ve been going after Kamama. Get a little demi-goddess tail.”
“Fuck off, dude,” I say, smacking his hand away, though it’s all in good fun. “Not everyone has to walk around with his dick wet all the time. Some of us have something called self-control.”
“Yeah, but how is that fucking natural for a wolf?” Micah asks, with all seriousness. “And an alpha wolf at that? Are your balls permanently blue? Or have the fossilized by now?”
“Just because some of us have more important things to do, doesn’t mean that I don’t get enough pussy, ok?” I say, pushing Micah, though a little harder than would be considered friendly.
He just laughs it off, but his barbs have hit home. It has been a while since I’ve gotten any and I’ve noticed that I've been restless and short-tempered because of it. But the few times that I’ve gone into some of the closer towns to find a one-night stand, my wolf has put up such a shit fit that he won’t let anything happen.
I’ve mindlinked Dad to ask him about it. He thinks that it is because I’m going to find my mate soon.
That might be comforting to most, but it’s honestly one of the last things that I want. From what I’ve seen with mates, things become all-consuming pretty quickly and that’s the last thing that I want when I still have a prophecy to fulfill. When I’m done killing all of the Riding Hoods, I’ll be happy to find my mate and make her mine. But for now, it’s the last thing that I want.
Maybe I need to invest in some sex toys. That’ll help let off some steam.
I must have been thinking really hard, because I haven’t heard a thing that either Jai or Micah have said to me until one of them nudges my shoulder.
“You in there, Nate?” Jai asks, waving his hand in front of my face. “ET phone home?”
“What?” I say, pushing his hand away.
“We just want to know if you’re really sure about not coming to the ceremony,” Micah says, looking sincere.
They’re right. This is a big deal and I should be there for my brothers. But I also know that the fucking Riding Hood that Kayla has adopted will fucking be there and I just can’t. I can’t be in the same room as her without freaking the fuck out, which will not be good for an ascension ceremony.
“Naw, I think I need to help Kanati find this last fairy. See this through to the end and try to collect any more information from them about the Riding Hoods,” I say.
They both look at me with a mixture of disappointment and understanding in their eyes. I hate to see it, but I’m doing what I think is best for me and for the pack.
“Well, Primrose will still be here,” Jai says, talking about the fae that has been warming his sleeping bag while we’ve been on the road. “She could definitely help keep you company before you get to the meeting in a week.”
I laugh as he launches into a story about Primrose’s admittedly intriguing abilities to change the size of parts of her body at will during sex. But in the back of my mind, I keep thinking about what that could mean for my mate.
I’m so caught up in my discovery of where the Red One, Roweena, and Iona all that I completely forgot to be nervous about driving. Brandon and Zak have been very patient in teaching me how to drive over the past few months, but this isn’t something that I feel very comfortable doing yet, especially by myself in a new place. Somehow, there is no one on the road. I don’t know how I got so lucky. But, that wasn’t the top thing on my let’s worry about this list. Go figure. Other than knowing that Ios is a party island along the Greek coastline, I have no idea why in the world Loviatar would keep the Riding Hoods there. Or why she would even want anything to do with them. Compared to the gods and goddesses of this world, the Riding Hoods are nothing. Oh, they want to be. They really want to be something. And had things worked out for them in making me the strongest witch of all time, we might have had enough power to get into the room. But we would never have gotten a seat at t
The pain was the worst thing that I have ever felt. It feels like someone is trying to scoop out my still beating heart with a handful of serrated spoons all at the same time while I’m laying on a bed of burning hot coals. Sharp, stabbing, constant, and all over my body. I can’t breathe, let alone talk. The pain only gets worse when I’m touched by Tomas and Jai as they pick me up. I don’t realize why they’re doing it until I feel the sun on my skin, which just intensifies the pain everywhere it touches. I didn’t know that someone could survive pain this intense. I don’t know that I will. Doesn’t help when Tomas unceremoniously just drops me on the ground. My wolf howls in my head, but all my human form can do is whimper. Tomas waves Jai away who looks back and forth between me and Tomas before shrugging his shoulders and walking back inside. Looks like I’m on my own with a pissed off male. It takes a few moments for the pain to subside enough for me to hear what he’s say
Allegra, the Priestess for Nora’s coven, completes the scrying with the same results that I got. The witches are on the island of Ios. Devin turns and looks at me, smiling. It makes me feel a whole hell of a lot better than the scowl he started the conversation with. Don’t want to piss off the demi-god. I might be the most powerful witch in centuries, but even I don’t hold a candle to a demi-god. “You did good, Nyx. Thank you,” he says, before turning back to the group. It takes me a minute before I can clue back in to what he is saying to the rest of the group. I’ve never had anyone, except for Kayla, tell me that I’ve done a good job with something so important. This warmth in my chest, this smile on my face that I can’t seem to wipe off of my face, is unknown to me. Is this what people feel when they are encouraged by their parents? Is this what children were supposed to feel? It’s almost like a high from some of the hallucigenic potions that I took in my training t
I cannot explain to you how livid I am with my best friend. Nathan rejected his mate for absolutely no fucking reason at all. It was so hard for me to listen to Devin and help Nathan out of the hall without shaking the shit out of him. As someone who has been rejected by both of my mates, watching Nathan reject Nyx simply because of the family that she was born into pissed me off more than I can explain. She has proven herself to be an ally of ours time and time again. Hearing what she went through because Zak and Devin didn’t trust her and not complain about it, how she cared for Kayla and Esteban during their imprisonment, and then knowing how she helped us defeat the Reding Hoods…this woman is the bravest, most selfless woman that I’ve ever heard of. And Nathan just tossed her away, like he’d find another mate out of nowhere. It kills me. How could he do that after seeing what’s happened with me and also with Rowen and Alexander? I’m so angry that I have to get out of ther
Kaia and I are out at a boutique, looking at wedding dresses. Ever since Meredith, Gael, and Hakeem got married prior to the wars, the idea caught on in the wolf community. And it’s something that I have dreamed of for a very long time. I want my mates to be mine and wholly mine. For the rest of our lives. It’s why, when I found out that Tomas was my mate, it disgusted me more than anything. But that’s only because it hurt me beyond measure. A mate that had been with nearly every unmated she-wolf that I had ever met in Arcadia. Goddess, just thinking about Tomas hurt so much. Fucking trio matebond. He hadn’t rejected us. In fact, he had passed out from the pain of our rejections of him right after we gave them. I was once thankful for that because it meant that he didn’t see me in pain from the rejection. Kaia and I were able to comfort each other before he woke. And then Kaia, ever the decisive and stubborn one, immediately said, “Reject us, so that we can be done
Zoe gets dressed and the two of us hurry out of the boutique, running as fast as possible before our mothers can stop us. We almost make it before Sandra sees us. “Where do you two think you’re going? We’re in the middle of an appointment here!” she calls after us. “You guys look at the mother of the bride dresses. We’ve got some other things to take care of!” I call over my shoulder. The door is closing as my mom, Karamea, calls, “Fucking doesn’t count as something you have to take care of right now!” Zoe is laughing her ass off as I hurry her to our apartment which is two blocks away. We had it together, having been best friends since we were still in diapers. Honestly, the Goddess putting us together as mates was the best thing that could have ever happened to us. I don’t want to spend my life with anyone else. I think this, forcefully pushing the mental image of Tomas when he realized that we were his mates out of my head. No matter what the Goddess, my wolf, or my stu
“And then Kara just shouts out ‘Fucking doesn’t count as something important that you have to go do right now,’” Sandra cackles, recounting our daughters escape from the bridal boutique today. My mates and I are out to dinner with our best friends, Diego, Sandra, and Lily. It’s been about a month since we had seen them at Kaia’s ascension ceremony. The day that our girls found out that they were mated to each other. Diego pulls Karamea into his side, kissing her cheek as he tries not to guffaw with laughter at his mate’s antics. Lily just rolls her eyes before squeezing Karamea’s hand on the table. Kara just shrugs her shoulders. “What? They’re the ones that want to do the wedding ceremony before they add the third to their trio. If they’re going to insist on that, they should at least stay for the fucking apointment.” At the mention of our daughters’ third, I can’t keep a growl from forming in my chest. Both Bhakti and Sandra hit me, Bhakti on the shoulder, Sanrda on th
“I’m so fucking tired of this shit!” Citra says, pushing the grimoire away from her, nearly knocking her glass of lemonade over. “It’s like Selene and Hecate just disappeared.” I sigh, putting a piece of paper in my spellbook to hold my place before closing it. “I hate to say it, but you’re right. I don’t know what else we can do to find them.” “I keep telling you guys, we could do a summoning,” Nora says for the millionth time. “And we keep telling you ‘no,’” Citra bites back, rolling her eyes. “We just don’t know what will pop out in the summoning,” Meredith says, her tone a lot nicer than Citra’s, though you can still hear her fatigue in her voice. “But isn’t that what the salt circles are for?” JoJo asks. “Sure, if we happen to pull up a demon. That’s not the only thing that you can summon, especially if you’re trying to bring a god into the circle,” I say. “But, isn’t there something that we can put as a barrier for whatever we could summon? Salt for demons, iron for
Hey friends!Thank you so much for reading Red Rover, the second book of The Legacies series. I hope that you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Here are a couple of announcements/interesting information for you.1. The next story, “Mother, May I” will be coming out the first week of November. We'll find out what happens with JoJo, Jacob, Alexander, and Hermes, as well as meeting a new trio.2. If you are interested in what I listen to while I’m writing, you can find my playlist “Creative Juices” on Spotify. I love all different kinds of music, so there’s a little something for everyone.3. I write all different kinds of books. If you’re interested, you can find my other books on these platforms:a. GoodNovel:Trio of Mates Series: 4 werewolf books that take on the idea of what would happen if one of the leadership was gay and couldn’t produce an heir. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed)Hide and Seek: The first book in the Trio Legacies series. This is a werewolf book a
I’ve been stuck here in the Underworld at Uncle Hades and Aunt Persphone’s palace for weeks, unable to see my mates for anything. I was so fucking stupid. Erasing their marks wasn’t even the dumbest thing that I did, though it was by far the worst thing I could have done to make them trust me. Especially Jacob. No, the dumbest thing that I did was checking in on them once they went back to the gates of Valhalla. Because Lucifer caught me as they were escaping to come to the Underworld. And now he has all of us down here together so that he can “keep his allies close.” I’ve managed to slip out a couple of times just to check on my mates, but Lucifer himself caught me last time. I’m still recovering from being thrown into the flames of the Phlegethon River. It didn’t matter that I told him that I was checking up on our enemies’ whereabouts and activities. He said that he had other’s to do that and I was to stay in line and follow his orders. I don’t know how I’m going to be
“How is it that we haven’t heard anything in two weeks? I don’t understand!” Nathan is frazzled and very much on edge. Not only is he grieving the loss of Gregory and Citra, but he hasn’t heard from Nyx at all. And not only that, we have no idea where she is. We’ve heard nothing from the evil gods or goddesses. Nothing from Lucifer. Hell, we don’t even know where Hermes is. Selene and Hecate have returned to their realms. Thor is still hanging out with Selene in her realm. I’m not sure how I feel about that, but I also doubt that I have much say in how this goes. If Selene is our mother and she mates with Thor, does that make him our new daddy? Blech. I don’t even want to think about it. That’s just wrong on so many, many levels. The weird thing, though, is that we haven’t heard from Hermes either. Neither has JoJo, Alexander, and Jared. They have no idea where he is. JoJo and Alexander have said that they’ve gotten a couple of mindlinks from him sporadically h
I feel hollow. Completely gutted. Like everything has been scooped out of me. Nyx is gone. We have no idea where she could be. Nathan hasn’t been able to find her on the Astral Plane. We haven’t been able to find Hermes and we can’t get in touch with Hades or Persephone since we left Tartarus.Citra is dead. And though I didn’t know who Citra was until 22 years ago, she became as much of a sister to me as Isla, Ivy, and Indigo are. As much as Iris was. I presided over her handfasting with Michael. I’m the godmother to Caleb, her first born. I don’t remember a day going by in 22 years where we didn’t speak to each other at least once. And now she’s gone.And my mate died saving me. He literally pushed me out of Fenrir’s grasp and died to protect me. We said goodbye to him yesterday, Jamal, our children and I staying in the field until his pyre completely burned out. I have no idea how we’re going to move on from here. Jamal and I are basically living, breathing ghosts.
Bella and I have been in a fog since Gregory’s death. He was one third of our soul and now that he’s gone, it’s like there’s a great gaping hole in our lives. Our two sets of twins Freya and Finnegan and Amethyst and Axel have been trying to help us, but it’s all that they can do to keep their grief at bay. Gregory and I had been together since before the civil war started. When it was us against Mathias. About 22 years ago. We found Bella about a year and a half later when the Riding Hoods first showed up. Twenty years together. Though it might seem long, it wasn’t enough. Gregory was our bright spot in this world. He always found the silver lining. Always found something for us to smile or laugh about. Always made the day brighter just by being him. Bella and I have always been the practical ones, bogged down by our responsibilities as alpha and High Priestess. Gregory found a way to cheer us up. Brought a different perspective to our hard times. How will we find
I rush over to Bella and Jamal who have fallen to the ground sobbing. Mom looks split between going to Michael and going to Bella and Jamal. Michael was in her original pack, but Bella and Jamal have been a necessary part of our family because of my being a hybrid. They are both like family to us, though I’m definitely much closer to Bella and Jamal. As the witches seem to be gathering around us, Mom and Dad run to Michael’s side. Hawk and Jareth follow them. They are sobbing. Wordless, agony filled cries falling from their mouths, They cling to each other, not seeming to sense any of us around them. I can’t even imagine the pain that they are going through. It has to be awful. I don’t even want to know what I would do if Nyx…I can’t even think about it. The fact that I can’t even see her is killing me. And we’re not even mated. We’ve barely known each other for a few months. How awful must it be for them to have lived together for more than 20 years. To have child
I have just finished slicing through two demons when I see the giant wolf enter the field. That has to be Fenrir, the evil werewolf son of Loki. Yeah, I know my mythology. Chris went through a phase where she wanted to know everything about all the mythologies in the world. And at that point, Zak and I had already decided that he was on math and science duty, while I was on history, cultural studies, and English. Can’t beat a master bullshitter. I know exactly who he is and what he’s capable of. So when I see him heading towards Bella and Citra, I start to run across the field. Through our pack mindlink, I yell Get to Bella and Citra! I feel all the wolves look towards them, but Fenrir landed less than 20 yards from them. It would just take a few of his massive steps to make it to their side. I see Gregory and Jamal fighting their way towards Bella, Michael to Citra, but there’s no way that they’re going to be able to make it in time. But Gregory puts on a huge burst
Within seconds, wolves and gods are teleporting into the camp. The fae and other supernaturals have also contacted their rulers and we have portals opening up all over the place. The only ones that don’t show up are JoJo, Alexander, Chris, and Jacob. Hecate still hasn’t come back from bitching out Hermes, so they can’t teleport to us. “Alright everyone, circle up! We’ve got to come up with a plan NOW. What information do we have?” Mom says. Her goddess gift of strategy is really going to come in handy here. One of the Valkyries that Gondul sent comes back, streaking through the sky and directly to her leader. “Mist!” Gondul calls when she is about 20 feet away. “Where is Hrist?” “Keeping watch. The demons are pouring out of the gates. Fenrir is with them. Looks like he is leading them with a god that we do not know,” the Valkyrie, Mist, responds. “Fenrir?” Summer asks. “You mean the Norse werewolf?” Gondul’s face turns to look at us, her expression impassive. “Yes.
It’s been two hours since Nathan went to the Astral Plane. Bella stopped in to check on them after he had been there for an hour, but found the couple talking to each other in low voices and snuggling on a couch. She elected to allow Nathan to stay there for another hour. He and Bella are emerging from his tent right now. “How is she?” I ask my best friend when he gets close. It’s easy to see that he’s been crying, but just as easy to see that spending that time with his mate has helped him a lot. I want to give him a hug, but Nathan doesn’t always welcome that kind of affection when he’s this upset. “She’s hanging in as best as she can. I think that seeing someone other than her tormentors was really helpful,” he tells me. “Bro, it’s got nothing to do with seeing ‘someone’ and everything to do with seeing you,” I tell him, clapping him on the shoulder and squeezing. He actually blushes a bit, a small smile crawling over his face. “She told me that she loves me.” At t