There were Wargs who wanted to move onto Kings’ land, and there were Kings who wanted to move to the more rural Wargs’ territory. These documents had the details of who wanted to move and what kind of accommodations they needed. Facilitating these movements was just one of the many duties I’d taken on as den mother.A bit later, I set out to meet with the others. My mom, Tavi, and Council Member Jasmine Howler were waiting with them. I’d told Night that I’d be meeting with women, but the truth was that there were a few men who also wanted to help out. Some of them were Warg fathers whose mates held duties as hunters, sentinels, trackers, or fighters. I remember how much that used to confuse the more traditional Kings, but the novelty was wearing off as the Kings realized there was nothing strange about this “non-traditional” role for men.“Today,” I said, “we’ll be mulching the ground with straw, wrapping our fruit trees with hardware cloth, and prepping the soil for next year’s plant
Janet, an older Warg woman, spoke next. “Steph, my granddaughter, came home with a bruised cheek the other day. My daughter thought it was just typical pup roughhousing, but Steph told me that a King boy had told her that she was feral.”I stopped spreading straw to look at the others. “Oh no. Does anyone else have similar stories?”There was a chorus of agreements and nods. Apparently, these incidents were also happening outside of school while the children were playing. A leaden weight settled on my heart.“I’m so sorry your children have been dealing with that,” I said. “I’ll see what we can do to make that less likely, but it should start by changing things at home. Make sure you remind your children that it’s important to be kind to everyone and that if they have an issue with another child, they should go to a teacher instead of handling things on their own—”“Did you say your granddaughter’s name is Steph?” a King woman, Inez, demanded. “She gave my son a black eye!”Janet glar
“I’m so sorry,” Tavi said. She was the only one with the courage to speak, and for her—someone who had lost her family and so much more to Kings men—it was huge to apologize for the retaliatory actions of her home pack.“Thank you,” Gladys said. “I used to hate Wargs, but that rage faded years ago. I’ve lost a lot, but I know that no pack has had an easy life. I know Gregor or Troy sent killing parties to hurt Wargs, and I know my mate had crossed too far into your territory. In my old age, I know life isn’t perfect, but violence never solves anything. It’s important to hold the people you have as close as you can because they might not be there tomorrow.”“I’ll say this…” Jasmine said gently. “If Night is looking into your missing children, he’s the best person for the job. He’ll find an answer.”Her words almost knocked me off my feet. When I looked at Tavi, I saw that she was equally taken aback. That was the very last thing I’d expected Jasmine to say. Wasn’t she planning on repla
“I don’t know about ‘trust,’” Dom said, “but if we’re just talking about pack knowledge…well, Lance.”“Lance? Really?”Dom shrugged. “If nothing else, adding him to the team will allow us to keep an eye on him. We might even learn more about his goals.”“I’ve heard about this guy,” Kai said. He was approaching his late forties, his red hair graying at the temples. “Nothing substantial, but the Kings talk about him a lot. He seems to have a lot of connections.”I made a face. “I think I’d rather throw myself at the council. They might have information at the meeting.”Dom shrugged. “Still. Something to consider.”“Maybe as a last resort.” I couldn’t even picture myself getting close to Lance, let alone sitting down and having a conversation with him about the history of the Kings Pack. But Dom wouldn’t have suggested something like this without thinking it over.“If you do end up meeting with him,” Dom said telepathically, “you might get him to admit something about what he and the War
“Yeah. It hurts pretty badly, love.”Her frown was more of a pout. “I should’ve blown on it more before giving it to you to taste.”“Maybe, but it’s too late for that now.” I pulled her close and ran my hand over her soft cheek. “Wanna make me feel better?”She quirked an eyebrow, and her slow smile told me she was catching on to what I was doing. “Yes, but what can I do?”“I have a couple of ideas.”“I think I do, too.” She stood on her tiptoes to kiss me. Gently at first, and then the kiss deepened into something more, something searing.Bryn broke the kiss, dragging her mouth from mine down to my neck. She kissed my throat as she slipped her hands under my shirt to caress my stomach, my chest. I circled her waist with my hands and sighed at her touch. It relaxed me as much as it turned me on.Bryn’s hands dipped even lower, to the waistband of my jeans. She nipped at my neck as she slid the zipper down, then deftly undid the button. I grinned as she pushed the fabric down my hips.
She looked at the stove, where the stew still bubbled away, then burst out laughing. “You know what? I think I agree with you.”After, Bryn added some paprika to the stew, and we sat down for dinner.“Tell me how your day went,” I said.“Pretty good. We got the garden prepped for the winter frost, and I asked everyone how safe they felt here.”“What did they say?”“Most of them felt safe, but some of the kids have been getting into fights at school.”I frowned. “I haven’t heard about that.”“Neither have I. Two women almost got into a fight about it, but Tavi stepped in and calmed everyone down.”“Thank the Fates for that.” After assuring the Kings Council that things were going well, I could imagine their reaction if they heard that parents had started fighting each other because of their pups. And the fact that it was Tavi who stepped in was great to hear. “Tavi’s come a long way.”Bryn smiled a little. “She really has. If you’d seen her, you would’ve been very proud. She helped me
“So am I. You remember how awful things were before. No one would spend time with us because Gregor forbade it.”I nodded. The first twenty-one years of my life had been hell because of that, and yet so many things had changed that I hardly thought about it anymore.“Now, I have my old friends back, plus some new ones. You know Mabel, don’t you?”I grinned. “Oh, yes. When Night took me to the Wargs Pack, she helped me get a position in the kitchen. I met a lot of Wargs when I cleaned and cooked.”Mom’s eyes brightened. Her hair was tied back in its usual long braid, but she’d wound it around so it sat in a cute bun at the top of her head. It made her look like a ballerina. “Oh, she didn’t mention that. Sometimes I look at you, Bryn, and I think you’re a completely different person from the person I raised. You’re so determined to see things through no matter what gets in your way, and you don’t back down when the pack gives you trouble. But you’re still so sweet, so kind. It’s nice to
I narrowed my eyes at her. Something in her tone told me she and Violet had already started. “I guess I can talk to Night about it—”“Wonderful!” she cut me off with a beaming smile. “Don’t worry about anything, honey. Violet and I have got this covered.”“Right…” I’d have to accept that it was out of my hands for now, but I hoped they weren’t planning on filling every space in our home with baby things.When we were done planting the new herbs, I left my mother to clean up. We’d talked so much that I hadn’t noticed how much time had passed. If I stayed to help clean up, I’d be late for my meeting with the elders.Months ago, I’d done a memory walk ritual to learn more about my birth mother, Blossom. Now, I was finally going to hear what the elders had found out. I knocked on the door of the white cabin, and Elder Sage answered the door.“You’re late,” he pointed out.“Am I?” I raised a brow. “I think I’m right on time.”He turned away from me, quiet disapproval evident in his stiff s