Thank you for reading, We are now a third of the way through the story! And we will start seeing points of view from other characters, and YES! There will be a chapter dedicated to just Tawny!
LAMIA Night of the Full moon The three sisters led me out of the cabin to a lighted path with burning lanterns that weaved through the trees. The path had been cleared of snow and I walked along it barefooted in the white robe. The bark glistened under the moon's light like glitter had been rubbed over its surface. Despite the cold, I felt the warmth of the moon on my face and through the silky fabric of the thin covering, and Inanna began to pace. A whimper filled my head as she called for her mate and heat began to rise through my body. My heart beat loudly the closer we came to the end of the path and I could hear the chatter of people and a light tone of music. There was a thick sense of serenity in the air, a tranquility of calmness hidden under the excited auras of the gathered people. It soothed my nerves, but I was still hyper-aware of my surroundings and not sure if I could go through with the mating while people watched. All my inhibitions melted away as I stepped into t
KELLENThe night of the full moon We had finished the pack run early due to the rain and the rolling storm that blew in from the north suddenly. Usually, rain won’t stop a wolf, but the torrential down-pour came heavy and fast. With it, raging thunder clapped in the sky and lightning began to strike, forking across the grounds of the Royal Palace. We ran for cover, shifting when we reached the pergola. I had been seeing a little she-wolf, Vanessa, for a couple of weeks now. I hadn’t been that same playboy since Lamia. Not to say I haven’t had my share of girls in the past two years, but there was no more wham, bam thank you Ma’ams. I kept them around for at least a few weeks. I had taken Vanessa back to my room; actually, it was a guest room I used. I didn’t like bringing anyone up to the royal floor. It was too personal, especially if they were not my fated mate. So I had the ‘spare’ room I kept. No sooner had the door closed, than she was upon me. Her lush lips locked to mine, h
Still the night of the full moon HUNJI My boots crunched through the shallow snow. The blizzard from the north winds that blew in last week had brought the snow down into the valley, coating the castle in a blanket of white purity. It was picturesque to look at from here, as I paused to take it in. I was walking back from the training grounds, the rest of the pack either running under the full moon or gathering to celebrate the moon goddess. Others were tending to their mates that were in heat. By my nose, there were several in the pack tonight; a wolf, a bear, and cats. Lamia would be back in a couple of days, and since I had last spoken to her, I had been going hard on our army. Making them put in extra training, and upping the patrol around MacTire and town. Trying to be ready for whatever may come our way. I reached the back door of the castle kitchen and strode in, stomping the snow from my boots and removing the deep red overcoat, lazily placing it on the coat rack. “Uncle
TAWNY I wiped the blood and sweat from my brow in an over-exaggerated movement. I was beat, tired, overwhelmed, exasperated; as many words, as you can find to explain how broken a will and resolve was, I was it. The aftermath of the carnage I stood amongst, was unimaginable. The streets ran red with blood that was slowly being absorbed by the dry dirt of Cambiador. I looked up to Mason, one of Lamia’s warriors, hoisting yet another body over his shoulder and placing it in the bed of the truck, with the others. 27 trucks lined the main road to the kingdom's heart, each filled with the body of a soldier or a civilian. I wanted to cry for the loss, but I had no tears, not that my tears would do any good. Not now, and not last night. “Mason,” I called to the tall muscular were-cat. “Did you have any luck contacting anyone at MacTire?” He nodded, walking over to me, wiping the mess of grime from his hands onto his blood-soaked jeans. “I spoke with Josiah, he was going to alert Commande
MATHIAS I woke early, my arms still tightly secured around my little wolf. I breathed in her scent, letting the smell of brown sugar and vanilla envelope my senses and caress my beast. ‘She is ours,’ Arcas rumbled proudly. I looked at my sleeping beauty, moving my arm to see my mark positioned beautifully on the swell of her breast. I let my fingers trace the inky-colored bear paw, a crown entwined in the tribal mark. The jolts of electricity zapped through my fingers when I touched it, eliciting a moan from her slightly parted pink lips. My cock began standing to attention, from the innocent sound. I moved over her, parting her legs with my knees in a slow and careful motion, and pushed my cock into her. She was already wet and ready for me, even in her sleep she wanted me. I wasted no time filling her up and began thrusting gently, her body responding with eagerness, as I slowly fucked her awake. “Mathias” She whispered and her eyes fluttered open to meet mine. “Oh yes, baby.” S
KELLEN The Bear King was huge! And I would be lying if I said I wasn’t intimidated by his sheer size and the power rolling off him. Even my father was having a hard time not bending his knee to him, his aura was that strong. I knew they had completed the mating process, I could smell his scent mixed with Lamia’s and I had to bite my tongue. When Mike protested his distaste for her mate, I thought the bear king was going to shift right there and then and rip Mike apart. Mathias was her king, a bear shifter, and she looked happy about it. I think that’s what got me the most. That she looked happy about being mated to the king of bears. A fucking bear! After everything she had gone through, I thought the moon goddess was playing a nasty trick on her. And I hated to admit it but, there was no one better or stronger than him to protect her. Not even me. I didn’t like it not one bit. After our talks, we all headed out of the conference room and towards the pack dining hall, the kitchen
OLIVER For the better part of almost three years, I had been serving my new king, Orion Artos. When Jack told me I hadn’t seen anything yet, the day we left MacTire, the day we left Silas and his torn limbs on the battlefield. The day we lost to the Dire Wolf. I didn’t give his words much thought. I came to find out he was not joking. I had been naive. I never questioned what Silas was doing, or why, or to who he sold the humans and young shifters to. Now I knew. And now they would have wished their only problem was Silas. Silas was evil, but he had nothing on the man who was pulling the strings from the beginning. That day we headed towards a new destination. We traveled for days, heading south to the unclaimed territory of Lewe. Only stopping to gather resources, resources meaning rogue wolves, bears, and cats to join our ranks. Resources also meant capturing and detaining humans, moving them south with us. I wasn’t a hundred percent sure why we were taking all these humans. It
LAMIA “Where are we going?” Mathias asked, as I held his hand and walked through the pack gardens of Golden Circle, towards the cemetery. We had driven straight through to Golden Circle, arriving late in the evening. Brett and Cyrus had greeted us, they were a little wary of the Bear King and even more so when I told them he was my mate. Cyrus couldn’t hold back the look of shock on his face, whereas Brett if he felt anything, you couldn’t tell. Both had been nice and respectful towards Mathias. I think that had more to do with his Aura, than just being decent. Mathias was definitely an intimidating person, his presence alone made shifters want to bare their necks and take a knee, and humans cowered at his larger-than-life stature. I first noticed just how much authority he held when Kellen and his father almost bowed to him. I wasn’t entirely sure if it was because he was my mate, or if it was because of my genes that I did not feel intimidated, nor felt the need to submit. But