Ooh! Finally, a lead :)
[Hyacinth] "His daughter," my heart bubbles over with hope upon hearing this news. "You wouldn't by chance have his current address and phone number? The pack seems to have lost his contact information and I have a few cases I'd like his help with," I explain, not quite telling the whole truth but not quite lying either. "That is if he'd be open to hearing from a new doctor from his old hometown." Her smile brightens. "Oh yes, I have all of his contact information." She then points towards the main desk. "I can get it for you if you can wait a few minutes. I left my phone at the nurse's station." Nodding enthusiastically, I watch her walk out and head back toward the nurses' station at the end of the hall. While I am sad that it took my father to fall ill for me to get this information, I almost feel like the Moon Goddess herself is on my side by guiding me to such a good lead. What are the odds that the daughter of the man I have been searching for is my father’s nurse? I have neve
[Slate]“I asked a question, Slate, and I demand an answer,” Ash is stomping her feet while holding the door open, “Now!”“What am I doing?” I question myself internally. “You’re claiming our mate,” Sage insists. “But she doesn’t have a wolf, not yet, how can she be our mate?” I interrogate my wolf. “What we are feeling isn’t the mate pull.”“Maybe it is,” Sage suggests. “But maybe it is just weak because her wolf isn’t ready yet.”“But what if we’re wrong?” I insist. What if I’m wrong? What if I've been wrong this whole time?My hands fall to my sides as I slowly stand to face Ashlynd. The expression in her eyes is anger and something else, disbelief--as if this scenario isn’t just offensive, and upsetting, but impossible. "Let's talk about this outside," I insist. Looking back at their father lying prone in the bed behind us. "This is not the place for this conversation.""We're going to talk here and now," she stomps her feet again like a whining child, her face red and puffy w
[Ashlynd] I am so grateful to the witch who made this brew for me, it always works like a charm. I am also grateful for my mother, who introduced me to the witch and made sure I understood how to prepare this concoction so that I could make more whenever I need. I’m also grateful to the Moon Goddess herself for sending Slate my way in the first place. No matter how he resists, I know that he is meant to be mine. He just needs a little help remembering that sometimes. As the familiar red haze clouds his vision and he begins to nuzzle my neck, I feel my wolf, Annabel, rising to the surface, adding her unique musk to the brew. “Do you think we can get his wolf to mate me this time,” she whines. “I want to meet his wolf so badly.” “Patience,” I advise her. “We don’t want to rush things. He might become frightened if he isn’t ready for us.” She grumbles but also understands. My wolf is a little bit different than most. It has to do with my very unique, some would even say impossible
[Hyacinth] Slate almost kissed me. Again. Does he have any idea what that is doing to my heart? It is so confusing, this hot and cold relationship he and I have. Sometimes I think he's trying to tell me something without words. Sometimes I am not sure if he just wants to be friends or something more, while at other times he completely ignores me, or worse, shuns me. My parents, before my mother died, had a beautiful relationship. They loved each other so completely and created a home that glowed warm with that same love. I had always hoped to have a home like that someday. Unfortunately, fate had other plans. I love Bash, I love him more than I have words to express, and he has always been enough for me, but that was before I met Alpha Slate Danvers. Damn that wolf, but he stirs feelings in me that I don't know how to understand. How can I have so many feelings for someone I shouldn't want, someone who should be more like a brother to me? It would probably help if he didn't
[Hyacinth] My father sat up a little taller, trying to find a comfortable spot before telling me everything he had been avoiding since I first returned to this pack. Things he should have told me long before I was ever forcibly removed. "First thing I feel I need to tell you, Cindy, is that I don't know as much as you probably need to know," he sighs. "There is so much that your mother didn't know about her abilities, about her people, since her parents worked hard to hide who they are." I take a seat, pull up the chair, and ask. "Why would they want to hide who they are?" "Because," he sighed. "They moved to the United Werewolf States not to escape political upheaval, but to escape persecution. Many people, many wolves, misunderstand the nature of Eclipse wolves. They don't see them as the true miracle from the Moon Goddess that they are. Some think they are witches or something close enough to witches that they might as well be witches. Some hunted them believing that consuming
[Ashlynd] “Mother, it didn’t work, it always works!” My mother winces as she listens to my continued whining about losing the Alpha this afternoon due to my stupidity. We are standing in the parking lot where Slate disappeared two hours ago. She is trying to be patient as she listens to me, but I can also see the throbbing vein in her forehead signaling that she is inwardly annoyed, even if she isn’t expressing it outwardly. “So tell me again, slowly, and in a clear voice, what happened…exactly.” Mother asks calmly, her voice steady and low, not revealing even the smallest hint of irritation. “What happened before you entered the elevator? “They were almost kissing!” I shout. She glares at me and I lower my eyes and my voice. “I caught them in time, but their lips were so close.” “Would it have been their first time?” I can see her cataloging details, as she tries to make sense of what occurred. “Do you know why they were kissing this time?” “He kissed her quickly once before,
[Slate]Where am I?I’ve lost track of time. I am not sure when I shifted, but something happened to force me into this form. Sage isn’t speaking, even though he is in control. The last thing I remember is being in the elevator with Ashlynd, but everything goes blank. I hope I didn’t do anything to her. I’d never forgive myself if I hurt her or anyone else due to lack of control.My paws ache like I’ve been walking around for hours. The sun is starting to set and the chill from the water is making me shiver through my fur. I don’t feel right. I want to shift back, but I don’t seem to be able to do so. Sage is in control, even if he isn’t talking to me. I don’t feel right. Not just the lack of control, but also sick. My body is hot and cold, moving from anger to lust to fear. What is that smell? I know that smell. It smells like home. Vanilla, Anise, and Apple Blossoms with a touch of something stronger. Something irresistible. I could live in that scent, drown in it, roll around in
[Hyacinth] “Mates,” I pull away. “Impossible! I don’t..” Slate pulls me into him and he wraps his arms around me. My heart is beating rapidly, pounding against his chest and mine, fluttering like a caged bird. As his face draws closer, I hold my breath. I should push him away, tell him to stop. But I don’t want to. Damn it, I never want him to let me go. It feels too good, too right for me to want to escape. “Slate, I…” I can barely form words in his eyes. “What about…” He doesn’t let me finish my question. His lips touch mine, the sensation sends electric pulses throughout my body, rolling over me in waves of pure bliss. The tingling stretches from our lips to our interlaced hands as he pulls my arms above my head and begins kissing his way down my neck. “Cindy,” he breathes against my skin. “I am so happy it is you. So happy you are my mate.” “Slate, wait,” I free one of my hands. “You’re still engaged to my sister…I…” “I don’t want to think about her right now,” he shake
[Hyacinth]What happens next still feels like an impossible nightmare. It was such a blur that it almost didn't feel real. Slate and I freed our senior pack members and they in turn freed the others. The remaining witches were gathered and imprisoned in the very cages they had created for the wolves who were now free. Silver doesn't have the same effect on them so the shackles and cages do not burn them, so in a way, we are treating them with more humanity than they ever showed us. The pack leaders who had attended the summit and our pack have allied. We call our new coalition The Protection and Preservation Coalition and as part of this coalition, each member pack has agreed to share resources and skills to build a standing army of trained soldiers with Alpha Silvers in charge of their training, making the Blue Moon Pack the premier location for training the best soldiers..We made the mistake before of believing the witches are long gone. Now that we know that we were tragically
[Hyacinth]The room is filled with the sound of chanting. Nobody has noticed Slate and me yet, which is good. We don't want them to see us. We need to save our people. If we are lucky, we can make quick work of this and save our pack.And our son, who is at the center of it all. He is the source of their spell. I can see the energy being drawn from him like the witches are drinking his soul. Slate squeezes my hand and through our link shows me an image of what we must do. The me from before all of this would have hesitated, but now I know that hesitation will just lead to more heartbreak and pain for everyone. "We can't let any of them escape," he is full of so much vengeance that I am a bit frightened of and for my mate. This time apart, and the pain he has received from the witch's hands, has changed my gentle Alpha into someone harder.Will he ever be free of this pain he now holds inside--someday perhaps but not today. Today he will have his revenge. And so will I. Slowly, I
[Sebastian]I know the bad man in the cloak. I remember him when I met him before. I should have whammied him before he could hurt us. The other kids can see the truth too. His illusions do not work on us. Maybe it is because they are a part of my pack now. I claim all of them. I am their alpha. The mean witches chained us all together. The chains end in a necklace and two bracelets that burn where they touch our skin. Some of us have blisters from where they rest, There is no way to move our hands or legs without much pain.None of us have gotten food or water, and the little ones are so scared.I am scared too, but I don't want my pack to know. I need to be like my papa. Strong and silent, ready to defend them. The grown-ups came to rescue us, and we were so excited to see them. First, it was the Gamma and Drew, but then I saw they were not themselves. They were put in one of the awful silver cages.A kind old lady and a bunch of wolves came in a few minutes later. But like the ot
[Hyacinth] Once the stars cleared from my eyes and my lungs remembered how to breathe, I looked up at my handsome mate lying above me, his body resting on his forearms, still glowing from the power of our union. My legs are wrapped around his waist as my body seeks to capture every last ounce of his love. Panting, and covered in sweat, our bodies rock softly as we settle back to earth. My legs slowly relax. We just made love in the forest after playing tag as wolves. For so long I never thought I'd have this, that I'd have a mate. But now that our souls are joined, I know that he isn't just my mate--he is my other half. "Hyacinth," Slate speaks into my head, his words as clear and sharp as if he had opened his mouth and said the words aloud. As he gently pulls out of my core to lie down next to me, I shiver at the feeling. It feels so much more intimate now--I not only feel what I am feeling, but I can feel what he is feeling too, as if I am both of us at the same time. Lying
[Thirty minutes earlier][Roderick]I should have never come here. I should have stayed in my swamp. Wolves and witches are dying all around me, terrified as they watch my illusion unfold around them. This is why others cannot use my power. This is why we stay far, far away from all of this. When a wolf like me interferes, when we join the fight, it often causes more harm than help. We intended to scare the witches, but a spell like this does not discriminate. Everyone in the area is affected, including the wolves who are little more than prisoners. Rushing from their seats, they may run towards the shelter of the auditorium. Those who were sitting closer to the front almost trample the ones towards the back as they make a mad dash to escape. The Beta and her team move forward, eliminating as many witches as they can. Unfortunately, the wolves in the audience are not in control of their bodies, the spell holding them captive is. And right now the remaining witches are terrified
[Ashlynd]I am dying. I know I am dying because I can feel the life draining from my body as the blood flows from my wounds, wounds that were inflicted by the love of my life and my darling sister, his mate.Seeing them run after one another, initiating their mating ritual, covered in my blood is not how I expected my wedding day to end.If only I hadn't been born a witch. Today would have been magical when Slate and I finally found one another, joining as man and wife. It would have been the beginning of a beautiful life together. But instead, my sister and the rest of the rebellious pack attacked and took everything important away from me in one deft move. When she bit the rings from my hand, I could no longer feel his heart, how in those moments as the spell started to take hold, he both pitied and hated me. The spell to make him my familiar, my witch's pet. would have forced him to be loyal and faithful and do what I wanted without complaint.It would have been as if I were the
"Mark me?" I whimper as I retake my bipedal form, returning to a body with only two legs instead of four. "You are my Luna," he growls as his form shifts above me. It has been so long since I've had him this close to me, naked and vulnerable, wanting to touch me, that I start to cry as I reach up to touch his chest. "Are you sure that is what you want," I want him, now more than ever, but I don't want him to feel like he is making a mistake. His expression softens as he bends his elbows, lowering himself to me so that he can press his lips to mine gently. "It's all I've wanted for a very long time, Hyacinth. I want you to be my Luna, my wife, and the mother of my pups.""About that, I reach up and touch his face," that night, before you asked Ash to be your mate.His face darkens. "I don't want to talk about that right now," he insists as he kisses me again, this time with more need. "I want you, I want my mate. And I need you to be mine, now. Not just because I want you, but becaus
[Hyacinth]Slate gives me a small head start. Bounding ahead, my heart pounding, I run on my new wolf legs, sprinting through the trees, weaving around them like the breeze itself, touching the branches and the bark with my fur as I brush past them yet easily missing any logs, rocks, or pitfalls in my path. I am graceful and strong in my wolf form, and my legs are long and powerful. Even though Halcyon is the one in charge, I can still feel everything--the cool wetness of the soil beneath the pads of my feet, the smell of fresh rain in the branches of the tall pine trees. And the scent of my mate not far behind me. He smells so good, so mouthwateringly delicious. Like the sweetest candy.Now I finally understand the gravity of what had been taken from me when my mother chose to seal off my wolf. She took away a whole world of sensations. I played in these trees as a little girl and ran through them gleefully as I played with the other pups. I had no idea what I was missing without
[Hyacinth]By the time I make it to the top of the aisle, Ashlynd is already holding Slate's hand as a preacher speaks over the two of them. Next to her are two of her new witch sisters. Next to Slate is nobody. I have already missed the part where they ask those in attendance if they have any objections to this union. Knowing Ashlynd, she probably didn't even include that part. She isn't the type to welcome opposing opinions. Everyone is focused on the scene in front of them. In the audience is my father and his wife, my evil witch step-mother. Also included are all the alphas and their senior cabinet members who came to the summit and Alpha Beta Ball. Every important wolf on the West Coast, as well as a few from the East Coast and one as far away as France. I'd be impressed if I wasn't terrified. All of these wolves are under her compulsion, controlled by the spell worn around Ashlynd's neck. I stand there, unnoticed and numb, unable to move as I listen to his promise to love an