Francia said nothing for a while. I waited and waited, wondering what she was going to say, then her eyes drifted away from me, and her voice turned light. “What do you know about the New Moon Pack?” “You like literature and art.” She chuckled. “Well, I supposed that’s a start… Francium did mention that wasn’t your forte. I told him that pursuing a relationship with you would be difficult if you were so disinterested in the arts.” “I wasn’t interested.” “So, he said.” Francia said. “What do you know of werewolves and how they came to be?” I wondered what to say as she smiled and tilted her head. “Or how similar they are to vampires?” I narrowed my eyes, thinking back to the Moon Goddess book and the vampire book. “I know… a bit. And I have theories.” “Not surprising.” She nodded and her lips twitched. “Francium isn’t here. He’ll be back soon, I’m sure… Claire is nearby, but you can’t go there. Perhaps we might pass the time with a bit of history?” I narrowed my eyes. “Why can
I couldn’t recognize him almost. As I stared at him. He froze in the doorway. The last time I saw him, he was thin and paler. He’d gotten some color in his skin and filled out a bit. His hair had darkened. He was bigger than before. I swear his eyes had changed too, but I couldn’t focus on that. He’d gotten more handsome, but he was nothing compared to Candido. When I thought about Candido’s jealousy towards Francium it seemed so silly. Who would ever choose him over Candido? “Hedy?” He asked. “What are you…?” “Where is Claire?” He froze. His eyes widened. “Why would you—” “She called me,” I said. “I heard her… I heard you and that vampire. The prince, right?” He paled, and Francia moved subtly. Before Francium could get out the door, I darted across the room, reaching for him. He slipped away from me and turned right. I chased after him, hearing Francia coming just behind us. We ran into town, and he vanished like smoke in the air. I stood still and turned around, glaring at
Francium looked resigned, but he didn’t say much else. He got up and led me out of the house. Francia followed close behind. We walked beyond the tree line into the woods. I kept close, knowing how easy it would be for him to lose me and start the chase again. The trees rustled and seemed to change around us, but Francium didn’t disappear. “You have powers?” I asked. “Illusion?” “Not yet,” he said. “I haven’t… I’m not done turning yet, I guess you could say.” I narrowed my eyes at him. “And what are you planning to do when you are? You know they’re making plans to take over the werewolf world.” He stopped and looked back at me. “Tell me what favors the werewolf world has done for me.” Francia hurried and stepped between us. “I don’t think right now is the time to debate such a thing.” I considered telling her that it was the perfect time, but I wasn’t in the mood. My head was pounding. There was still blood trickling out of my nose. I wiped it off on my sleeve and kept going aft
Francia and Francium looked at one another for a long, tense moment. They seemed to be sharing some sort of conversation before she vanished, dropping down to the ground in the form of a silver-furred wolf. She crept away and down the hall, away from where the vampire was coming. She stopped and nodded towards the direction she was heading, indicating that I should follow. “Francium, please say something? What’s going on?” “Everything is going to be fine,” Francium said. “Just stay calm.” Francium nodded away from the cell toward where Francia was going. I didn’t see what other choice I had. Maybe he hadn’t meant to get me caught here. Maybe I could trust him a little more, but I would have to find out if that was the case some other time. For now, I just needed to escape before the vampire found me. I followed Francia as quietly as I could, but I couldn’t go fast enough. “She’s… awake,” Francium said stiffly. “She’s just… irate.” The footsteps stopped near where Francium’s voic
Francium’s eyes flicked between the bottle of pills and back to the gun. He took the gun slowly, hesitantly. I could see his hands trembling as he looked at me. He looked down at the gun then back up at me. I could see him considering it.Then I heard something further away, down the hall, like the creak of a door or something. I didn’t know what that was, but my heart was pounding. How long would it take for Moon Shadow to find my body? Would they leave me here? Would Francium actually shoot me?It seemed like he would. He’d killed Claire. He may have howled in agony afterward, but he still killed her and they were mates. What hope did I have to get out of this alive?My spirit started to deflated and I thought about Candido. I wished the last thing I’d spoken about with Candido was something else. Anything else. I wish I had at least met his mate before going off on this spree to try and make him jealous.I felt stupid.“I can’t.”My eyes widened and I looked up.The vampire looked
We hit another long street as another group of people appeared, colliding with hissing people that seemed to fall from what seemed like the edge of town where the tree line was. Someone jumped out and Claire tumbled them away from us. We kept moving. Someone roared. A large wolf rushed across our path and collided with a snarling figure in mid-air. I heard them scratching a fighting as we kept going. I heard someone screech in pain then the sharp snap of bone or something rang out.“Keep going!” Francium said, moving a little further as I felt more and more dizzy and the surging power seemed to ebb and flow. My blood was burning in my body like I was on fire inside.We got into the woods, but the trees seemed to be moving around us. Claire stopped still, casting her gaze around as Francium grit his teeth.“Shit,” he cursed.“Backup,” I groaned. “Need back up.”My pocket buzzed. It was my Moon Shadow phone. I pulled it out, fumbling as my vision started to swim. What was happening to
Francium cursed. I dropped the phone, putting my hands up to stop her. I kneed her in the stomach and shoved her back. She snarled at me and lunged back at me. Her eyes were filled with light and maddened, glinting in the far. Francium was screaming at her. I couldn’t make out the words. I could smell him bleeding, but his blood smelled nothing like mine. Then I could barely smell my own blood. My senses were going haywire. She grabbed me, trying to force my head aside as she reached with her tongue towards the open wound in my shoulder. I shuddered as I felt her panting over the wound like a beast.This wasn’t Claire. This wasn’t my best friend, but she was in there somewhere, wasn’t she?I could barely hear Armageddon through the speaker. The car jumped again, bouncing her off me and me onto the floor. I was trapped in the small space, but it gave me enough space to kick Claire a little harder. She flew back and snarled as she landed against the door. I kicked again when she lunged
I swooned and the phone tumbled from my hand as I fell aside. Francium cursed again, swerving the car and bouncing us along as more shots were fired at the car. He zipped and zagged, sliding us around in the back seat as he tried to avoid the bullets.“Hold on!” Francium yelled, turning off the road.“What are you doing?” I asked, trying to hold on to the handle as he turned again.“Taking a short cut. It’s harder to shoot through the trees.”The wound burned like fire. I smelled it burning like silver. I felt it creeping through my shoulder. I looked at the wound and saw it starting to turn black. My stomach churned. Was I going to lose my arm because of that bullet?Was I going to lose my life in this chase?“Fucking silver bullets. They really want to kill us,” Francium cursed. “I don’t know what the hell Damian wants with you Hedy, but he wants it bad… Are you really, Pandora?”I didn’t answer and hoped that Armageddon hadn’t heard him. Instead, I fumbled with my safety beacon. I
She cocked an eyebrow. “They might be related, but there’s no way to know if they’re compatible.”“They’re both golden wolves. That should be enough.” I swallowed. “I don’t care what you have to do, you have to keep him alive.”Her eyes drifted down to Candido with an odd expression on her face. “I’ll see what I can do,” she looked up at me. “But… there will be a hefty cost.”“I don’t care,” I said. If Candido was really being used to stabilize Solare, whatever that meant, then I had make sure that he had enough life force, that his body still remained, after that was done to wake up. “I developed a drug that strengthened wolves,” she said. “I have a feeling that it would at least help.”My eyes bulged. “You’re… You’re the one who made the drug for the vampires.”She smiled. “I am. And?”I growled at her. “You’re a traitor.”Her smile turned cold. “And you aren’t the alpha king’s mate.”She cocked an eyebrow. “Given the state of the world, do you think they’ll care?”“Of course, the
“It was unsure if my Beloved King would have ever risen again and to what world,” she said. “It was for the best that I changed the path.”“We’re mates,” I said again. “We’re mates. Nothing you say can change that.”“Mates,” she scoffed. “A tool for conquest. Were you not listening? The vampiric power you inherited from your mother was the only reason you could fake the moon mark. The white fur you inherited from your father turned platinum because of it. When you were no longer a vampire, after Cillian had drained the last of that power out of you, you were just a plain werewolf…”“I don’t believe you,” I said. “I won’t believe you. You’re just trying to trick me.”“Your real moon mark vanished the night that your mate died trying to protect you.”I saw the senior diving in front of me and jerking as the bullets hit him in the chest. “Him?” I growled. “No. I can’t believe that.”“Neither could your mother,” she laughed. “By the time you met your grandfather, I had already been makin
I pushed at the wall, trying to get over there and drag Estella away from Candido. Then, Vanessa appeared dressed in a wispy gauzy red dress. She looked younger than the last time I had seen her. Two younger men followed her, chatting with her though I couldn’t make out what they were saying. They were dressed in red tunics. Then, I saw Claire and Francium striding towards them in red. They were holding hands. Her hair was gathered up in a flower wreath as they smiled together. They looked so happy together as they sat beside Candido and Estella. Soon, I saw other people. I saw Claire’s parents and the people I remember dying over the course of the war. They sat together in a circle around Candido and Estella, chatting happily. “Don’t be happy!” I yelled, banging on the wall. “Claire! You’re supposed to be my friend! Get her away from my mate!”No one even noticed I was there. They laughed and chatted, welcoming other people as they came to join them. Everyone else was wearing red,
Weeks passed, and in that time, I made the remaining people do what needed to be done. They fixed up the building Candido and I were in. While they couldn’t get the water or electricity working, there was a roof and the floors were cleaned. They brought me food when they came to check on Candido and busied themselves with trying to contact whoever else might be alive. “Miss Hedy.”I looked up, glaring at them. “How many times have I told you to call me luna?”The man lifted his head. “Until the king confirms it, I would never disgrace the position that way.”I glared at him. “Then, I suppose you’ll be tried for treason, then.”His eyes narrowed as two people entered the room. “You’re supposed to be regent, right?” The woman asked. “You have some authority.”I lifted my head. “I’m luna.”She pointed at the man beside her. “Then tell this man that I want nothing to do with him and he should leave me alone.”“We’re mates!” He growled. “You’re not going to leave me.”“There is no mark,”
When I opened my eyes, I knew I wasn’t awake. Candido wasn’t there with me. I was seated across a long table that I had never seen before. The windows were all made of stained glass. Moonlight filtered through the colorful glass and sent the colors splashing everywhere. At the other end of the table was the vampire king. He was darker than I remember, but his hair glowed the way it had in that castle. The crown on his brow twinkled with light. To his left, like an odd reflection, was Marius. His blonde hair didn’t glow, and he didn’t wear a crown, but looking at the two of them it was so obvious that he was related to the thing. Their eyes glowed the same. I clenched my jaw and glared at them both. “Where am I?” I asked. “If you think you can change my mind about—”“The time to change your mind has long since passed, Hedy,” the vampire king said softly. His lips twitched into a small smile. “The time to make different decisions is long since over.”He took a deep breath and shook h
I shook my head. “You’re lying. You have to be lying. How would you know if the door was closed?”He laughed. “It was closed to her and all the other traitors. No child of Lunae who still walks in the Goddess’ grace would be turned away from returning home.”I swallowed and shook my head. “She never got Candido’s grandfather or father… I imagine she’s burning with jealousy that you’re so close to what she wanted,” he smiled. “Or maybe she’s proud that you share the same tastes.”“None of that matters,” I said. “I’m not a vampire. I never was. I’m a werewolf. I’m Candido’s mate. Tell me what you plan is. What are trying to do? If you’re trying to hurt Candido, I’ll never forgive you.”He laughed, throwing his head back. “Why would I give a fuck about your forgiveness, traitor?”“I— ““You’re even worse than Hedwig in some ways,” He laughed. “At least Hedwig mourned Candido’s father and grandfather. At least she was faithful in her pursuit. You jumped at the chance to get as close to f
I fell to the ground, choking. For a moment, I imagined Candido stroking my hair like we were in one of the parlors at the Estate before the war. I could almost hear him reading a book to me, some book that I was supposed to read for class but didn’t want to. I didn’t remember the words. I wasn’t even paying attention to his words or the book. I didn’t care. I just loved that he was spending time with me. It was all that I wanted. It was all that I had ever wanted. I closed my eyes and let myself sink into the memory. Slowly, the darkness faded. I felt his lips on my forehead then he was gone. It was so cold. I shivered in the wind that picked up over the mountaintop. I opened my eyes. Dawn was coming over the mountain. I shook and rolled over and tried to get up. I could see Candido there. His fur was still golden. He hadn’t turned back. He didn’t move. I crawled toward him. “Candido?” I whispered. “Candido? You can’t be gone… She promised me. I… You promised.”I got to him and we
“Fuck!”I rolled over and tried to see what was happening as I sucked in breath after breath. I choked, trying to catch my breath as I saw a glint of silver cut through the air. The man barely choked as his head tumbled through the air. His body went up in flames. Then, I saw Raven’s face. Her eyes were filled with blood-red light.She walked toward me. A flash of silver went by me and the gag loosened. I spat it out and my hands fell apart like the cuffs were broken. Her sword was aimed at me. Her expression was cold as she looked at me. Her hand trembled. Tears streamed down her face. Her jaw trembled. Then, she lowered her blade. I couldn’t believe it. I looked around, searching for someone else, but there was no one. It was just the two of us behind the barrier. Then, the wall of light shimmered and started to fade.I heard a stroke of thunder and turned as lightning fell from the sky and slammed into the side of the mountain. I smiled. Candido was using his power and winning. W
The fury simmered behind the tears in her eyes before she turned back to the group. They talked a little longer When they broke apart, none of them came my way. Most of them went with Wren, but the man with bandages headed toward a different truck. I eyed him suspiciously. What was he doing separate from the rest of them? Were the rest of them going to Candido and leaving him behind? Where were they going?I looked across the way as Harper and Wren and the others looked at me, glaring. Their eyes were filled with red light. They drove away, never taking their eyes off me. One of the women was crying. I looked over at the bandaged man as he hauled himself onto the back of the truck, still leaning to one side. Then, the truck I was in started to drive away. I turned back to see where were going and knew we were headed toward the mountain from my vision. My heart started to race. It seemed like we were heading to the end of the war now.“Black Team,” someone said. “En route to Gold Tea