The next crossover is coming! What do you think of Meadow and Tate?
I walk Maeve to Rich’s office. I don’t know if Rich wants to meet with her alone but I don’t care, she’s my mate. Now that he’s getting things figured out with his mate, he needs to know that I’m going to step in if he has a problem with Maeve. Not surprisingly, Rich wants to know about the witches. “Have a seat, both of you,” Rich says, looking at me. ‘We need to talk. Soon,’ he says to me in the mind link. I nod before sitting next to Maeve. “Tell me about the witches. Xander said you heard they are moving against the wolves.” “Yes Alpha. I’m not exactly sure, but I know that the coven leader, Levana, was working with a wolf, possibly Alpha Wyatt. The woman who gained that information was murdered and then they came after me because they thought she had told me about it.” “How do you know Levana?” he asks her. “My parents belonged to her coven, but they left when she started dabbling in dark magic. Since then, her magic has gotten darker,” Maeve says. “How do you know?” Rich
After chastising my siblings, then hugging them for loving me so much that they put their own lives at risk, I made sure they went to bed. I know they are exhausted. I am too, but I know there is work to do and if there is a battle coming, I want to be prepared to help. When Xander finds me, he encourages me to get some sleep. “We can show Meadow and Tate around the pack lands when they wake up. That way, they know the boundaries and we only have to do it once. You’ll also be able to think better if you’re not exhausted. Just a couple of hours,” he says, curling up with me. I’m asleep in minutes. When I wake, I’m ready to get started. This pack has been nothing but loving and kind to me, well, besides Cecelia. If I’m going to accept Xander as my mate, which I’ve decided that I am, then I need to be prepared to help protect this pack. I need to get a feel for the area, where I may need to set up protections for pack members, where Levana would most likely attack from. We collect Mea
Maeve and I walk back to her spell room. “Do you think they’ll be okay with the sprites by themselves?” “Yes, it’ll keep them busy for awhile and give me time to get these protection spells started,” she says. “Do you think I need to warn Tate about licking Daphne?” I ask her. “Why would he lick her?” Maeve asks me, frowning. “I don’t know. The wolves are drawn to them and the sprites consider someone licking them to be claiming them as their mate.” “Well, licking is a wolf thing,” she say, smiling and walking to me, touching my face. “Right, Einar? You licked me the first time you met me. Was that you’re way of claiming me?” she asks my wolf, who once again throws me aside to speak to him mate. “I wanted to taste you. My claim will reside here,” he says, stroking her neck where we’ll put her mate mark one day soon, I hope. “You really want your mark on my neck, don’t you?” she asks him, stroking my hair and Einar pushes against her hand. “You’re mine. I want everyone to know t
As the evening goes on, I begin to get more and more nervous about tonight. It’s not that I don’t want to be with Xander and I know that he loves me. It’s just, well, it’s my first time and I don’t want him to be disappointed. What if I don’t do it right? As we finish our pizza, I watch Meadow and Tate showing Reagan our spell, explaining what we’re doing and how we’re going to do it. Xander comes over and runs his nose through my hair to my ear. “Why are you nervous?” I look up at him. “I can smell it,” he says softly. I shake my head. I don’t want to say anything in front of my brother and sister. “Hey! I have an idea!” Reagan says. “What’s that?” I ask. “A sleepover! Meadow and Tate should come stay at my house. Mom and dad won’t care.” She turns to look at them. “It’s more like living in a real house, which is probably more comfortable for you. And Cayd’s home, so we can have a movie night, make popcorn. It’ll be fun.” “Can we Maeve?” Meadow looks at me, excitedly. She has
I wake up, curled around my mate, my marked mate. My scent now lingers with hers and it makes both Einar and I relax knowing that other wolves will know that she is ours. “Why is Einar purring in my head,” Maeve says sleepily. “Or is that you?” and I can hear the confusion in her voice. “That’s Einar, he purrs much better than I do. He’s happy that you have our scent, that every wolf in the world will now know that you are ours.” I nuzzle her neck, breathing in her scent. “We’re possessive animals, it’s hard not to feel proud when we can show off our mate to everyone.” “How are you feeling this morning?” I ask, worried that, as a human, she may not have healed from last night. I know the wound on her neck is healing, but it’s still red. I need to remember that she doesn’t have wolf healing power. “Mmmm, warm, loved, cared for, happy.” Now I’m purring along with Einar. “Those are all very good things. But how about physically?” She shifts and I can tell it’s uncomfortable for her.
I head upstairs, trying to remember which room they put me in. A door opens and Cayd walks out. “Hey big guy,” he says to me. “Hi Cayd. Can you tell me which room I’m in?” I watch as he lifts his head, sniffing the air. “That one,” he says, looking at me. “Is everything okay?” I nod, not feeling like talking and worried that I’ll embarrass myself and start crying. I get to my room and close the door. I look around. Nothing here is familiar. There’s a loveseat in the room and I go to sit on it, pulling a small pillow into my lap and holding it against me. If Maeve is married, she’s going to leave. What if her husband, Xander, doesn’t like me? I’ve heard that animals in the wild kill the young of females so that they can mate with them and have their own children. I know I’m not Maeve’s child, but she’s been my only parent for three years. What if he takes her from me? Meadow is great, but she and I weren’t enough when we were on our own. I never felt safe, and Meadow is pretty go
After Xander leaves to go talk to Tate, Reagan, Meadow and I get the spells together and begin walking out of the packhouse. “Hi Penny,” Reagan says. I look over and see one of their pack mates. “Hi Reagan, hi Maeve.” “Penny this is Meadow. She’s Maeve’s sister.” “Oh, hello. What are you all up to today?” Penny asks. “We’re going to put protection spells up around the pack lands. Do you want to join us?” Meadow asks. “Oh, I wouldn’t want to be a bother,” she says and there is something about her, like she’s lost and hasn’t quite found her way. It’s a feeling that, up until I met Xander, I had become very familiar with. “It’s no bother at all, as long as you don’t mind helping with some spells,” I tell her. We walk outside and Meadow and I find the starting point. “Okay, Penny, you’re with me, Reagan, you’re with Meadow.” “What do I have to do?” Penny asks. “Just hold this for me,” I tell her, handing her the potion for the spell. Meadow and I stand beside each other and beg
As my mate begins to glow in a white light, I only have a moment to watch in awe before the battle is upon us. Maeve begins throwing magic everywhere, protection for our pack members, and attacks to the witches that are attacking our pack members. I turn and see Meadow chanting as a film of magic falls over the packhouse. I can see wolves pouring into our pack lands and by the smell of them, they are rogues. The difference between them and normal rogues is that these have a purple glow to them. They’ve been given magic, or at least they are protected by magic. As one of the wolves races toward us, Maeve blasts it with her white light, knocking the purple light out of it. I leap, shifting as I do, Einar attacking the wolf and protecting our mate. Maeve continues sending blasts of magic, out and around the pack. I’m attacking the rogues, keeping close to Maeve, guarding her from attack. I see her turn, sending a blast of light behind us. I turn, just in time to see the magic block an