LOGIN"Hey Rosemary, I just remembered something." "Hmm." "I need to get home. I'm sorry, I'll have to cut my shift short."
[Apple]Calyx and Amaryllis, Hazel and Rudy, Sylvester and Araminta all turn towards me, their eyes wide with shock. “What, dear child, do we need to fix,” my great-grandmother’s eyes are soft with worry. “This world, while it isn’t perfect, is BETTER than the one any of us remember. And soon, most of that memory will be gone, but never completely lost. Isn’t that worth…” “But what about the humans?” I demand, standing, my back straight with conviction. “Shouldn’t they know all of their heritage and have a chance to grow and learn with us? And what about all of those who caused harm, not just humans but witches and wolves?” I gasp my chest heaving, “shouldn’t they keep their memories of the past so they can learn from their mistakes and move forward with a clear conscience?” The people gathered fall silent, the sound of the hover train whooshing by mixed with the sound of laughter in the large garden-lined avenues below. This world is even better than I had dreamed when I lay wit
Chapter 222: A World Without Humans “Wait, what?” I pause, my hand outstretched as I try to grasp my great-grandmother’s words. “What do you mean a world without humans? How can that be possible?” I grew up in an all-human town. Humans outnumbered supernaturals significantly. They couldn’t just all disappear……or could they?“What about the Brotherhood?” Calyx speaks up, his face pale with shock. Prince Calyx had been created by the Brotherhood as a type of mixed race super-soldier using the genetic materials of Lysander Moon. But if there were no humans, no Brotherhood of the Sun, how could he even exist? There wouldn’t have been any way for him to be created as the events around his creation wouldn’t have happened. “Humans still exist,” Araminta answers simply, her voice raised but soothing as she tries to regain our attention. “Just somewhere else.” Walking across the room, the Luna Queen Mother pulls a large book from a shelf and brings it back to set down on the table befor
[Apple] A knock on the door interrupts our conversation. “Your majesties, Princess Amaryllis and Prince Calyx, wish to enter,” a guard says from just outside the heavy wood door. “And Alpha and Luna Forrester from Crescent City have just arrived. They are also requesting admittance into the palace.” “Let them in,” my great-grandmother orders in a regal voice as she stands from her spot at the head of the table. “And please have someone guide the Alphas from Crescent City to this chamber immediately.” A moment later, Calyx and Amaryllis sweep into the room in a fluid movement, their violet silk jackets settling around them like elegant robes as they kneel before the Luna Mother. As they make this dramatic entrance, my heart flips. Do they know the truth? Do they remember the world from before? The pair wait until the doors close and then stand slowly. “Mother, what the fuck is going on here?” Amaryllis asks bluntly, making her mother wince. “I thought you said the spell wouldn’t
As Sylvester and I walked behind my great-grandmother, it became even more clear that THIS Moon River City was not the same one we had left behind at the beginning of the spell. Our Moon River City had been shaped over the decades into a sterile center of war, where alphas met and discussed next steps as they made plans to control the threats of witches, hybrids, and rogues. In the battle for supremacy, walls were erected, laws changed, and the land modified–Rivers were diverted and dammed, transforming the plains between the mountains and the city into a desert.Without food or water, the rogues were forced to steal or starve. And the witches, more afraid of the rogues than of their wolf masters, would endure any hardship or humiliation to stay within the safety of the walls, providing a continuous supply of cheap labor for the benefit of wolfkind.And hybrids–well, there was no place for hybrid children in that world. Hybrids were too dangerous to live and needed to be killed, hi
[Apple] Birdsong flits in the branches above us as I blink awake, my body sore. As a cool breeze kisses my skin the scent of crushed roses blossoms around me, the sunlight warms our bower of twisted vines.Carefully I try to sit up, avoiding the thorns. They move aside, refusing to pierce my flesh, responding to my movements as if they can hear my thoughts. Maybe they can, not like it will matter with my mate, King Sylvester, pushing my body back next to his, refusing to let go. “Sly,” I protest half-heartedly, enjoying the feeling of his strong arms as he pulls me into him. “We can’t stay here all day. Don’t you have a kingdom to run? Shouldn’t we check on the war?”“Yes and yes,” he responds, nuzzling my neck. “But not right now. Right now, I’m kissing my beautiful wife.” Around us the world is waking up again, a world we helped create.“But I want to see what happened,” I insist as he nuzzles into my neck, his lips caressing his mark on my neck. “You know what happened,” he mum
[The Moon Goddess]My children gather in three places, the past, the present and the future. The Alpha King and his Witch Queen, along with their companions–the Dark Prince and his Lady Death, the True Knight and his Maiden Luna, each couple making one of the points of the eternal triangle of change. The King and Queen take the beacon of hope in their hands, lighting the way, bringing the others into the new reality that together, as a circuit, they create in their minds and hearts. A new path. A new chance.As I watch from above, unable to touch more than their hearts, it begins again, like so many times before. Around and around in a cycle. These destined pairs dance along the threads of fate that weave their hearts into a tapestry both bright with light and heavy with purpose and moments of regret. But this is the way it is with life. It is a making…and an unmaking. Both are the same, in the greater scheme of time. A cycle ever completing itself. What has happened before might ha
[Apple] Hazel’s skin is glowing faintly with happiness as she takes her seat next to me. Grinning, I find my glow matching hers. When she reaches out to take Arden from me, I almost choke on my water as she tells me her happy news. “You, and Rudy?” my eyes widen in surprise and joy. “A baby? Oh H
[Alexis]“When is she going to wake up?” Sylvester’s rough voice stirs me awake, and I grip the sheets as I feel his anger rolling from his body in thick, heavy waves. He’s the Alpha King, and even after everything that witch did to me, I’m still one of his wolves. “That old witch is your mother,”
[Apple] There is an air of mystery that floats around the grand witch as she takes her seat at the head of the table and presents both ancient pieces of vellum, arranging them side by side before waving everyone over to take a look. “It’s funny how fate works,” her sad eyes move from face to face
[Sylvester] My world stopped moving as I heard my ex-wife's name. "What did you say," I made the poor soldier repeat. "Alexis Greystone. She was the wolf on the helicopter along with the witch, Araminta Thorpe, and Prince Calyx Moon." Alexis. The sound of her name hit me like an old familiar wei







