**LEON**Walking into the room, I realize that Alora was right to trust her instincts. The smell of a rotting corpse that I know too well is emanating from the bathroom. It’s not a smell you forget. Even with a body that just dies throws off a certain smell that you can tell they are gone. I can feel my body shaking with rage. I am so pissed. Who fucking DARED to come into MY LUNA'S room and place something or someone dead here?? Bruno is livid and rightfully so. If I didn't have any self control, he would have shifted and lost his sh.it on everyone. 'What the fuck do you expect, Leon?? My Luna is being taunted with a dead body.' He says as we inch closer to the bathroom. When I open the door, the roar that escapes my mouth shakes the whole packhouse. I hear Alora gasp and start crying.“Oh my fucking god!” She cries. “How could anyone do this?” She is trembling. She moves forward to the woman laying in the bathtub. Completely naked. Beaten to death with imprints of fingers wrapp
**LUCIEN**I hung up the phone from speaking with Ezekial.. To say that I am livid is an understatement. Ragnar is thrashing around in my head causing a massive headache. Monica must feel my anxiety. “What’s wrong, Lucien?” She said, rubbing her hands up my back. I immediately relaxed to her touch.. “We have to go to the pack house. We can’t stay here.” I say with a sigh and before I can turn around and explain why she has already left the kitchen where we were standing.“Monica?” I called out to her but she didn't answer. Still in my house I walk to where the kids are sleeping. She is grabbing Lincoln in her arms and starts walking through the house. I know now what she is doing. She trusts me. And if I say we have to leave, it’s time to go. I swelled with pride before grabbing Angel from the bed. “Daddy Lucien.” She says, peeking out from underneath her sleepy eyelashes. I want to cry. She called me daddy.. “Where are we going?” She asks me with a yawn. “We are going to my bro
**LUCIEN**I wake up the next morning and feel a cold breeze smack my chest. Odd. But not unusual in my old room..‘But it is unusual when you were warm and cozy an hour ago from our mate.’ Ragnar groaned. I shot up from my bed, looking around the room. The sun was still just coming up so we didn’t get much sleep. Maybe 4 or 5 hours. I don’t see the kids on the mattress on the floor, Monica’s scent that I do pick up on is old…I jump out of bed and mind link Leon.‘Where is Monica? Have you seen her?’ I ask, panic lacing my voice as I check the bathroom and start running down the stairs. Before Leon can yell at me and groan for waking him, my mate’s sweet scent hits my nose. Along with something almost as enticing as that beautiful creature of mine.“Monica?” I called her. I can smell her but I haven’t located her yet, so there is still panic in my voice. But I can feel happiness spread through my chest and tingle down my arms.But it’s not me, cause I am still internally freaking o
**MONICA**How could the King and his Royal Beta know something about me?I know the Moon Goddess said I am special. But there just isn’t any way that I am on the radar of the King of Werewolves. I look around the room. The Beta looks fixed in his spot. Eyeing everyone in this room. I look at Leon and Alora, and they look just as confused as I do. Lucien seems to be having a conversation with Ragnar. Studying his facial expressions, it doesn't look good.‘What are you two talking about?’ I ask him in the mind link thing. ‘Who?’ He says as his facial expressions soften but his eyes never reach me.‘You and Ragnar. I can see you are having an internal battle with him. Are yall having a disagreement?’ I ask. ‘No, actually we both agree on something, finally.’ He cracked a small, goofy smile until the Beta looked at him. His smile fell instantly. ‘And what might that be?’ I ask him. ‘That if they try to take you from me or this pack that we will challenge the King. There is no way
**LUCIEN** I reach Monica and catch her in my arms before her body strikes the ground. Ragnar is on the verge of shifting. Here she is again, unconscious. But this time I don’t know why. Before, when she passed out from seeing me shift, I could tell her breathing was abnormal. I start searching her body for marks, cuts, bruises. Any sign of a sickness that I didn’t notice before. I look up to her mark, and I am fuming. It looks as if it’s fading.‘Ragnar, what the fuck is happening??’ I ask in desperation, watching my mate mark fade from my woman’s neck. Feeling our bond fade like a speck of dust in the wind. “Lucien, what happened??” I hear Tobias say as he is running in my direction.“I came to check on her, and right as I called for her, she collapsed. But look.” I said through tears, showing the King her mark is fading. It’s not gone, but it is flickering as if it is fighting to stay on her neck.“This has happened before. But the shit you need to do it is fucking hard to find
**LEON** Hearing Lucien cry over losing Monica has to be one of the most heart breaking things I have ever heard. More heartbreaking then my mother being in a coma.. Having to have the King of all werewolves HELP me hold him to the ground as he cries and begs for her not to go completely ripped my heart apart. But it also sturrs my blood. As Alpha of this pack, not only has someone near and dear to us been killed, but it happened right under our noses. Now my brother is unconscious, my mate is having a panic attack, and the Alpha King and Royal Beta are barking orders to try and figure out what is happening. All I can do is cry. My baby brother is so devastated by losing his mate he has comepletely lost all of his senses and shut his body down. Looking at Monica's body right next to Lucien's causes my heart to constrict in my chest and knocking the wind right out of my sails. Before I can call for Ezekial, Alora has surprised everyone with her aura, calming the scene, sending
**UNKNOWN** The stretching of my bones, fur sprouting from where it was hidden, my muzzle extending, finally able to smell the earth. The feeling of being reborn FINALLY, after being locked away for all of these years has me over the moon...Not being able to talk to my human, to run, to shift. To come out was hell. Fighting the internal demon of my human had been more than enough of for any man to deal with. Memories that are mine but at the same time not. Memories of devastating details and moments that should have broken even the strongest of men. But somehow here I still am and the person who had to endure them still stands.. This overcoming urge to run is filling my veins, pushing me from wherever I am. Bursting through the door of a building that looks like a hospital. Feeling the earth beneath my feet, the smell of tall pines surrounding me. This is what a wolf needs, is to be one with the earth.. Feel the dirt on our paws, the scent of the forest in our furr. And now that
**RAGNAR**I feel like my body is on fire, and then suddenly it is being put out by an ice cold wave of love. Inhaling deeply, I have this urge to look around the room, but my eyes land on someone who I never thought we would see again.. Monica.. "Lucien... He's alive.." I hear Leon say from the doorway, a wide smile on his face, as the doctors and nurses swarm my bedside looking at me, checking monitors, attaching monitor notches to my temples to monitor my brain activity. But my eyes don't leave her. What if I look away and she disappears and this just becomes some bad nightmare I can't wake up from all over again..But she strides to me. A little hesitation in every step towards me. She is looking at me intently and then her melodic voice starts to ring in my ears."That's not Lucien.. It's Ragnar." She purrs, not caring about anyone else in the room. I reach up, hoping that when my hand connects with her cheek, she doesn't fizzle from my sight. But I was met with a warm sensation
***ANGELINA’S POV***A quick sprint to start because we are all eager and then my training kicks in. Steady my breathing. In through my nose, keep my pace even, out through my mouth. Keep your hands even, don’t flail them about.Don’t think too much about your footing, just let your legs flow as you keep moving.I see a few of my classmates near me, doing a buddy system jog. Those are fun until one person decides they can’t go on and then the other quits because they don’t want to run alone. Then you got the boy, it’s always the boys who joke about. Bumping into each other. Making jokes about who is faster, who is going to beat the other. Until one of them sprints off to show up his buddies and shows off for the girls. And then one of two things happens. One he trips over something, or runs into something. Or two, runs out of breath and can’t keep that pace up.Boys hate losing.And then there are training junkies like me. Who know how to pace themselves. How to watch the ground but
(7 YEARS LATER) ***LUCIEN*** Quiet mornings are a thing of the past with 2 twins running through the house, a teen jamming in the bathroom and a 11 year old rummaging through the fridge to fill his stomach. My sweet Angelina starts her training today. Who knew that 7 years ago I would stumble upon children that were created from me without my knowledge. Now I have 4 beautiful children, and the most amazing wife there ever was! “Lucien, it’s almost time to go. I don’t wanna be late. Angelina needs to be there early to stretch!” I hear my wife call from the kitchen as our boys are running in circles around her feet, nothing but life is flowing through these halls. “Don’t forget baby, we have that meeting tonight with Leon. He seemed a little more uptight than normal.” I laugh when I hear her snort. “Well that’s nothing new. Alora is 8 and a half months pregnant with their second baby, and he is a total helicopter dad already and the boy hasn’t even been born yet.” I hear a second
*Alora* The time has come.. No one could be more nervous than Leon or myself. Lucien is in his own world admiring his mate for the future Queen she is. And I am wondering if this baby will really belong to the mate I have always wanted. I know I shouldn’t be jealous of a baby. But how can I not be? A baby that I didn’t birth from the man I love more than anything and always have. A life created between him and a vile snake of a woman, who we just learned is actually a traitor in the midst of our pack. She is the only reason Talon was even able to do the things near us that he has done. I am glad however, that Monica got the closure she needed. And that The former Luna is awake.. That makes me put some of this sense of anxiety at ease. But still the pressure of this whole situation is weighing on me. I feel a pair of small but comforting hands wrap around my shoulders and I know that it is Leon’s mom. ‘I know what you are thinking, Alora. But you must hold onto the faith that every
*LUCIEN* My mother is home. Alive. Awake. Breathing. Walking. Talking. Laughing.. The knot in my throat can hardly be swallowed. The hairs on my arms are standing up with goosebumps underneath them. I feel as if I am seeing a ghost. The screams of agony coming from Talon no longer concern me. My world is complete, my Queen, her vengeance unraveling and my family all under one roof. Minus my babies of course. Tobias removes the spiked gag ball from Talon’s mouth, giving him some relief. But that doesn’t last long. Blood pouring down the scruff of his face like a vampiric waterfall. “WHO HELPED YOU?!?!” The king growls again, the sinister tone in his voice is enough to send shivers across the continent. And I for one am glad that I am not on the other end of this. His aura suffocates the room, causing most of us to gag for air and when he notices it he draws it in and then easily directs it right to Talon. That is a talent I wish to master. His face is turning purple as he is
*MONICA* He always thought I never knew. That I never had a clue that he had done. I had my suspicions. And the day before I left I found that box. The box of evidence he had hidden away. I almost took it with me but there wasn’t any dust on the box. So it was something he frequented. And if he had known I had that box, he wouldn’t have left me alone. I could’ve used it to get him locked up, but thinking back, my gut was right to make me leave it there. His whimpers fill the cell block. No longer a powerful Alpha werewolf, now just a regular human, just as I was. This may make me just as bad as him, but I do not care. He deserves every cut, bruise, and beating that could be coming his way. “I don’t know..AGGHHHHH!!!!” He screams as I put the zapper to his calf sending the surges of electricity to his groin and making him piss his pants. “Don’t. Fucking. Lie. To. Me..” I growl. “You have done enough of that in my lifetime.” His pants quicken as he is trying to catch his breath,
*LUCIEN*My fucking mate has the power to turn humans into werewolves and werewolves into humans.. Watching her lead, and take charge and move so swiftly the way she did to Talon really made all the blood rush to a place it doesn’t need to be in this situation. But how can I help it?The love of my life, the Luna of my heart, has single handedly taken down her attacker without a single flinch or sweat bead. She didn’t let him break her, he just bent her a little. And he only did that because he made her believe she had no power over her own life. And in just a short amount of time, she has taken those pieces of herself and glued them back together to be this amazing and beautiful and fierce woman she is right now. But even with Talon going to the dungeons, I am curious. And slightly worried. He couldn’t have done all he did without some inside help. He couldn’t have made the plans he made without someone getting him around surveillance, guards, and pack members.“Lucien, my love. I
*UNKNOWN* Why the fuck does it feel like I have been hit by a damn mack truck? I try to sit up but physically it takes too much. There are muffled noises around me, making me think I am not alone but it takes me a few minutes to finally pry my eyelids open. And boy when I do, the sight before me is a little strange. My husband and mate are sitting next to my bed against the wall. My firstborn boy is sitting on the other side next to a raven-haired beauty. Oh, my Goddess, that is Alora! "Is... That-t your ma.. mate?" I crack out of my throat and everyone's head whips to look at me. My husband is by my side in a matter of seconds with a glass of water helping me to drink it. "Mon Amour, tu es réveillé." He cries slightly, pressing his head against mine. I am so used to the rugged and rough Alpha Male that never shows emotions. So this is quite refreshing. "Mama," Leon whines as he hugs my waist laying slightly on the bed. Alora is behind him with tears in her eyes rubbing his ba
**TALON** 'Alpha Sir, something is happening. All of the security cameras lining the borders have gone black. We can't get ahold of the other guards. It's creepy out here.' I hear coming through the mind link. 'Can you sorry sacks of shit get anything right?' I growl. Running straight from my office. None of these motherfuckers can do anything right. They couldn't keep my useless wife in our home. The guards here are more worthless than that sniveling little wanna-be Alpha. Losing track of my thoughts, I make it to the border quickly. Things smell out of place. My booby traps are gone. But the smell, the smell of aftershave and cologne are lingering and the hint of the scent of my wife floating through the air. Looking for the culprit or any signs of life in the night with my perfect vision, I hear a chuckle that even sends chills down my spine."Ahhh. It's the sniveling little Alpha that took my wife." I cackle. I hear no footsteps, no twigs breaking, not even any breathing. Odd.
**LUCIEN**Watching Calypso hold onto Angelina and Lincoln as if her life depends on it is warming. But I can feel her rage building. That last sentence he said to her has her aura going out of control. 'Calypso, please breathe before you blast your aura enough to kill us all.' Her head whips to look at me and her eyes soften as she looks at me. She starts reeling her aura in and looks down at Angelina and Lincoln. "My pups. Having you here, and finally meeting you both is a miracle. But there is something we all have to talk about. Even you two little minds have to hear this." She says picking Lincoln up and rubbing her nose to his and watching him giggle and then setting him in my lap. Then she rubs her nose to Angelina's who immediately returns it with a smile and sits her next to us both. There is something we all need to know. And the look on King Tobias' face tells me he has no idea what it is.. "We are fixing to have a guest." She says as the wind swirls around the room. Th