I will only have this one chapter today! I'm splitting this weekend's chapters, one today, one tomorrow. Then the next will be Tuesday. Happy Saturday! Thank you as always for reading and please leave a review if you are enjoying the book!
~Hannah’s Point of View~ “Happy birthday toooo yooooou,” everyone sings, as Scarlett grins for all she’s worth and blows out her candles. Everyone claps as the Luna begins to cut the cake and pass it out. The music starts up again and I want nothing more than to go to my room, take off all this stuff that has no place on my body and have a hot bath. I can’t even think about trying to leave tonight. I’m too mentally spent. If cats have nine lives, I’m certain I must have a hundred but I’m not naive enough to think they’ll last forever. If Pax hadn’t been there to defend me tonight, I have no doubt I’d be behind bars. Rogues don’t believe in luck, we believe in ourselves. I’ve often had the uncanny ability to get myself out of sticky spots … but getting out of Nightwind alive seems to be looking like more of a challenge every hour. I have no doubt Cassandra will NOT leave me alone. She’ll put something in my food, poison ivy in my shampoo. A female scorned will do anything to get re
~Hannah’s Point of View~My head lays on Rafe’s bare chest, it’s warm and relaxing. There’s a hundred reasons I should stop this, kick him out. But I can’t ignore what he’s doing to me and even though I can’t make sense of it… I need more.“My grandmother on my mom’s side, her name was Sadie. Grandfather was Bartholomew. Bart and Sadie had a magical love story, they were absolutely smitten with each other like no one had ever seen. Some said they were fated mates, but of course even if they were … they weren’t exactly going to broadcast it. He marked her within five minutes of meeting … the day after she got her wolf, and while that isn’t exactly unheard of, it’s rare.The rumor goes that a fated mate can make you weak since you’d literally do anything for that person. You’d wage war. Couldn’t exactly have that kind of attachment if he were going to become Alpha. And that he was, an Alpha’s eldest son.Well grandpa Bart had a twin that he despised, never got along with. Leland lived f
~Parker’s Point of View~ *Don’t fuck this up for me,* I snap to Rafe, over mind-link, just as we reach the cabin. I have to keep her distracted, I can’t risk her trying to leave and getting herself killed. My parents, hell probably everybody here won’t do much if her life is in danger. The only reason they’re putting resources into finding the twins is because they are technically orphaned and lost pups. But Hannah is able to make adult choices. And now she’s coming between the Alpha’s sons. People will start to notice. I’ve had to give Rafe’s theory that we have a fated mate more consideration. It seems so far-fetched, so impossible to wrap my head around. But it also makes a lot of sense and it's getting harder to deny. *I told her the story of Bart and Sadie. But because she doesn’t know we’re twins, she doesn’t get it. It’s history practically repeating itself. Though we’re not Bart and Leland. Yeah we have our differences and yeah you don’t want to be Alpha… We’d never let a
~Hannah’s Point of View~I sniffle as I move, hating myself. Why did I blow up at Parker? Isaac could never stand when things were good, too good. There had to be some underlying conspiracy. Things couldn’t just workout because. I shouldn’t think that way, but that's all I know. I’m filled with relief that I’d gotten up to pee in the night and found a wad of cash along with a watch. I’d hidden it all in my shirt in the bathroom in case I needed to get away quickly. The stash in my room would be better but this will have to last.The news that my brothers are in fact alive and perhaps trying to get to me should make me stay put. But that’s not how I’m wired.I walk for what must be a couple of hours and when my stomach demands I eat, I curse myself for not taking some food. Money doesn’t do a whole lot of good in the woods with no other people around.It’s honestly shocking too that no guardians have stopped me. I have to wonder if Parker told them not to. Because all I know is movin
~Rafe’s Point of View~ I groan and roll over, holding my dick and trying to breathe through the searing pain. Being the Alpha’s kid, I don’t think anyone’s ever actually full-on kicked me in the junk before, not on purpose. I’m 95% sure my balls might never recover. *Damn it!! She better not have messed us up!! What if they’re ruptured,* Cruz whines. *Keep on her, I can’t get up. Man down, man down,* say, over mind-link to a warrior named Nicky who I’ve been having follow Hannah’s every move. It’s been hard explaining to him why if I’m romantically interested in her but I’m also letting her be with Parker. But thank the Goddess he hasn’t pressed the issue. *Fuck! Alpha are you hurt? Do you need a medic? What’s her punishment,” Nicky shouts, clearly frantic. I groan and pinch my eyes shut, then bite my tongue trying to feel something else. It doesn’t do a damn thing to help. Cruz whines, not knowing what to think. *No punishment! Don’t even approach her, just let her go unless
~Hannah’s Point of View~ “It’s way too slippery here,” I laugh, falling for the tenth time. That one seriously hurt, I’m going to be completely covered with fresh bruises, ugh. “A river in a canyon that is constantly moving over rocks and polishing them is slippery? No way! We’re lucky it's low today. Or maybe I’m lucky because less water means I see all of you,” he teases, offering me his hand. I grin and jerk his hand, making him fall as well. It was a hard choice on whether or not to get in naked but I didn’t want to have wet clothes. Maybe that was his plan too but… I’m appreciating the view and I can’t lie about that. He’s so carefree and fun out here, I don’t know if he even realizes how different he is away from the pack. Suddenly he’s looming over me, and I’d have to be blind to miss the desire in his eyes. It’s only confirmed when his lips touch mine. It’s a chaste kiss at first, it’s clear he’s not sure if I want it. As if I have a clue what the hell I want! I went from
~Parker’s Point of View~ “Dude we’ve been out for a week, there’s not been a single lead. We’re running ourselves ragged here and it’s shit for morale. It’s time to go home, let some others try a new direction,” Pax says, scratching the back of his head. I know he’s right. I hear him. Offering to stay on my own is suicide and I know that too. I’ve never been the type to cut and run when the chips are down but… This is pointless, especially when it rained for the last two days straight and everyone was miserable. Looking for a needle in a haystack. A needle that doesn’t want to be found no less. “You’re right. I just keep feeling like we’re so close to something. You heard from Hunter lately? He’s still around right,” I ask, as we hunch over a map. Pax shakes his head and sighs. We’ve had a dozen males out here busting their ass day and night searching for any sign of Hannah’s brothers or Isaac. Nobody we’ve talked to seems to have seen a damn thing. It’s almost like they’ve be
~Hannah’s Point of View~ A tear rolls down my cheek and I quickly swat it away as I watch Rafe dance with Cassandra. She’s in her element, unbelievably happy. And why shouldn’t she be? She won. She’s even wearing that fucking crown. What a stupid bitch. When a soft hand moves into mine, I nearly lose it. My lip trembles and it’s all I can do to hide it. There’s no way I can give anyone the satisfaction of seeing me crumble. “Don’t worry, I’m making a plan,” Scarlett whispers. Goddess bless her, she hates Cassandra as much as I do. I even had to talk her out of putting poison ivy in her bed. Though I don’t know why. I guess I knew I’d be blamed. I sigh as my eyes find the Alpha and Luna, their happy gazes clearly fixed on the couple. Next I seem to focus on Seth, and he looks about as pissed as I do. Though his heart isn’t broken. That’s what I get for trusting a male. “Challenges force us to show what we’re made of.” “I’m loyal to you when no one else is.” These words … they
~Epilogue~ ~Three Years Later~ ~Scarlett’s Point of View~ I look down at the fur sprouted on my hand and gasp. I’d been feeling a weird tingle in my brain for the last two days, and I absolutely knew what that meant. But to see it finally happening, to have it be real… “Are you there,” I whisper, as I continue to stare at my skin. I’m suddenly hotter than I’ve ever felt, it’s truly unnatural. Literally all I want is to tear this dress off and shave my head if it’ll help cool me off. Since I’m alone in my room I decide I could care less, and I strip since I don’t want my dress to get shredded anyhow. Everyone is at a picnic down by the pond, and though I’m sure the twins are wondering where I went, but something told me it was best to be alone. The sun is setting, and too soon the full moon will be showing itself. This is absolutely the moment every girl dreams of, getting her best friend for life. *Hmm, what’s that smell,* I hear, making me gasp. I practically shoot off the bed
~Frederick’s Point of View~ She could very well be a trap. An attempt to lure me away. My senses tell me the heartbeat is steady, not nervous or anxious. It’s not moving either. I instantly know she’s studying me. “I mean you no harm,” I whisper, though I know she’d hear it. My body relaxes slightly, of course not picking up much of a threat. Though I’ve been fooled by females before. Considering I’m still on the property of the Rhodes clan, I absolutely shouldn’t let my guard down. For whatever reason, I kneel. I don’t know another way to tell her that she can come to me. It’s barely a minute before I hear some movement and when I catch sight of her, maybe a quarter mile away, I simply can’t look anywhere else. Her scent is stronger now but it’s bogged down with grime, dirt. Probably nowhere for her to bathe out here. It took many decades to be able to get my lycan eyes to work as I needed. To be able to see at night and focus. Lycans use their hearing and their nose for most th
~Frederick’s Point of View~ I sigh, looking down at the gas meter, it’s nearly at the end. When I see a service station up ahead with a diner, I decide to finally stop. My lycan can run for hours and refuel from eating, but driving is so different. It’s barely been five hours and I’m exhausted. *Yeah well, I like food,* my wolf, Xavier says, with a yawn. I can only smile, still having to get used to the other voice in my head though he’s been with me awhile now. Once I’m seated in the diner and looking at the menu, I nearly ask myself what the hell I’m doing. Is this really just a fool’s errand I’m on? An excuse to get away for a bit? Maybe both. *I don’t fully get it, but I haven’t seen anywhere outside of the pack so I say a little trip is a good thing,* my wolf replies. “What can I get you hun,” I hear, as I turn to look at the waitress. Even seated I’m still nearly as tall as she is standing. “Coffee, black and the special please. Very rare on the burger,” I say, putting th
~Six Months Later~ ~Rafe’s Point of View~ “That’s it baby, it’s almost time to push,” I say, reaching to brush some stray hairs off of Hannah’s sweaty face. She straight up growls at me, but I only offer a smile. The labor has lasted several hours, which Jane says isn’t uncommon for lycans. Everything is on their time, when they’re ready. Shifters usually pop babies out within an hour or so of their water breaking. But this is all new to me. While we know it’s only one baby, we don’t know the gender. We were tempted to visit another pack that has an ultrasound machine but decided it was better to be surprised. After raising two boys though, I know my mate wants a little girl to love on. *It’s a girl, I feel it,* Cruz boasts. When I see Parker come in with a video camera, I quickly motion to cut it. Now is hardly the time! But Parker does what he wants, and this won’t be any exception. As if it happens in slow motion I watch Jane palm the front of the camera and pitch it in a cor
~Parker’s Point of View~ I grab Hannah and hold her, gently rubbing her back. I mind-link our sage to bring something to settle her belly, though I know it's the stench of death making her sick and not our baby. I watch in horror as the guys pull out jars with brains, hearts and who knows what. All parts of lycans. There are notebooks and charts. They were studying them. Not too surprising but, gross no less. A growl breaks out and Hannah’s head jerks up to see where the noise came from. We both see Frederick studying a large jar and then suddenly, he’s off and running with it. Hannah’s eyes meet mine. “I’ll mind-link mom to check on him. Maybe it was a scent he recognized. Goddess, his people have been gone for so long. Could they really have something that old,” she questions. I shake my head, unsure. “You have a wolf now, we personally saw the Goddess and her parents. Shit… anything is possible,” I say. I nearly also mention that I’ve cheated death many times in the last cou
~Later That Month~ ~Hannah’s Point of View~ I make a face and stare at my hand, then shake it and throw it like I’m Spiderman trying to make a web. At long last, the full moon has arrived. And not that I haven’t wanted to believe the Goddess, I definitely have. I mean she’s already been huge with the mind-linking thing. It’s literally been invaluable, more than I could have ever imagined. “And you’re totally sure the shift won’t hurt the baby,” Parker asked Jake, for the fifth time. Getting annoyed, I fall into a camping chair. “I know it seems like it would hurt the baby, but shifting for she-wolves is perfectly safe for the first three months. The last two months it’s better to err on the side of caution and the wolf understands that,” Jake says. They keep talking but it fades out. A lull practically pings in the back of my mind like someone is trying to mind-link me. Someone who doesn’t normally. If it’s a signal my body is familiar with, it comes right through. I wait a mi
~Hannah’s Point of View~ “Loyalty amongst rogues. What a joke,” I whisper, shaking my head. “Well this guy was enough of a figurehead, a powerful force that all these people followed him. Or were that afraid of him,” Frederick says. A shriek behind the truck has us both jumping and I don’t even realize my body’s own ability to move with such ease but suddenly I’m standing back on the ground. One of the new females is on her knees, holding Oscar and Oliver like they’re… like they’re… “Ohh! My babies, he said he killed you!! He said you were gone,” she sobs, practically wailing into the night. Oscar pats her head like she’s a cat, unsure what to think. Oliver looks at me almost like he’s … asking for permission? Confirmation? While I am the only mother they’ve ever known, they’ve never called me that word. Of course I’d want them to know their real mother if in fact this female is that person. I fall to my knees next to the trio and draw a deep breath. The boys have never really
~Hannah’s Point of View~ There had been really no talk of me actually becoming Luna of Nightwind… I guess I’m just supposed to know there’s no question it is a fact. It is happening. Not that I’m sure what good a chat would do, my mind won’t wrap around it. I have zero clue what I’m supposed to say or do. If there are specific things expected of me. I want to say that surely the pack will cut me some slack. They know I have no idea what I’m doing, they know I’m not part of this world. But I know better. I haven’t forgotten the stares that made me walk taller, the whispers that made me hold my chin up. Still, as Scarlett holds my hand and walks me toward the front, with literally all eyes on me… I’m close to panicking. I don’t feel the same strength now. Running seems to be what my mind knows, it’s my fall back… My fail safe. Run, hide. Escape the threat. Which is at odds with my lycan half that only wants to run toward a threat because it feels that it’s the absolute best weapon
~Rafe’s Point of View~ “You can’t think about it like that babe, that’s not at all what being a Luna is even if it might be what my mom made it into,” I whine, stroking my thumbs over the tops of Hannah’s hands. My sexy mate practically stares daggers at me. Her feistiness will literally always be something I treasure. Parker and I both need a female that’ll push back on us and everyone else too. She huffs and pulls her hands away, then stuffs them into her hair. “Nobody is any better than me. I don’t need some title,” she snaps, between moving her fingers in a way I couldn’t even imagine. I’d never really watched a female braid their hair before but it seems impossible. Yet she does it like it's as easy as breathing. I move to her back and kiss her bare shoulder. “Well… I’m biased,” I whisper, between kisses. I practically feel her skin warm with my touch and of course, I’m instantly hard. Not only is she just sitting in her bra and panties, but she’s just showered and smells