JerichoI sit on a rock and watch Amalie do her thing. Easton's on his knees, with his hands still tied in front of him. Everytime he sags or tries to rest, she orders him to stay upright.She’s taking her power back from him, and I purposefully don't interfere.After a while, she walks over to a gr
GayleWhen Landon came back from Breaking Dawn without Easton, I knew my time with Hallowed Moon had come to an end. There was no way I could stay, and I knew that Landon would get rid of me. Soon. I wouldn't even see it coming.I sat in my parlour, working my way through a bottle of brandy as per u
Back then, Forever Moon was basically cut off from the world, but I thought after almost five years, she would have known what happened to her family. Word travels fast in the werewolf world.Rikard showed her far more kindness than I thought he would. They disappeared into his office together, and
Jericho“Where are we going?” Brent asks as we pile into the car. The warriors that stayed with us are already gathering. Some will shift and run, and others will use the remaining cars, switching out whenever we stop so the runners can rest a little.I don’t know what happened between Amalie and S
Brent nods and starts the car. “Bedbugs and STDs it is then.”“Oh, stop being such a fucking martyr,” I chastise him. “We are immune to human STDs.”Laughing softly, we drive up the rugged terrain and onto the road.The steady whoosh-whoosh-whoosh of the wheels are comforting, and oddly relaxing. I'
“Never,” he replies.He’s trying his best to hide the pain in his voice, but he’s not nearly as good at it as he used to be.The brand and the silver weakened him so much that he’s little better than a human at this point.“Easton,” I try a new tactic. “You’ve obviously been forsaken by your people.
AmalieEven blindfolded, Easton must have some idea where we are. Brand or not, he has to be able to sense how close he is to his pack. I don’t know why he won’t accept my rejection. I’m sure it’s pure spite. Jericho can tell me that my ex has other motivations until his silver hair turns black, I’
JerichoI’m eternally grateful when the moon sets and the sky starts to lighten from deep black, to dark blue, to purple and then a beautiful tinge of pinks and orange hues.The pain that gripped my insides all night long abruptly lets up and Zephyr settles down. He’s exhausted after a night of batt
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JerichoI look at Amalie where she sits on the windowsill, watching the flurries of snow drifting past the window. It’s a quiet, peaceful winter. We’re snowed in, and we will be for the foreseeable future. I welcome the reprieve, but Amalie’s going a little stir crazy.It’s time to tell her about o
AmalieMaggie’s wedding is beautiful. She is radiant in her blue and silver gown. She decided to forego the traditional white and gold gown, claiming that she had no right to wear it, but the blue suits her perfectly.In the absence of our father, Jericho walks her down the aisle. A knot forms in my
“She’s in heat. She’s ready.”If only life was as simple as our wolves wanted it to be. “Her body is. Her mind isn’t. She trusts us. If we don’t keep our word, she’ll stop trusting us. Is that what you want?”He goes quiet, but flee to the back of our consciousness where he can sulk in peace. The s
JerichoA nesting she-wolf doesn’t want to stray far from her nest. In the old days, long before we understood fated mates and lived like savages, a she-wolf’s heating cycle was one of her most vulnerable times. She’d built a nest for herself and her partner, a place where they’d be safe from other
JerichoThe last three months passed in a blissful haze of peace and quiet, although it made a massive dent in my finances. It doesn’t matter. If there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years, it’s that you can always find ways to make more money, but finding peace - that is much harder to come by t
Amalie“I’ve always wanted a fall wedding,” Magnolia sighs wistfully, and sits at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee.She has a huge folder with her. It contains all her ideas and plans for her upcoming wedding. We’ve been back home for three months now. Summer is behind us, and winter is fast
AmalieOur last night at the compound is a restless one. Neither Jericho, nor I, get much sleep. My thoughts are with Shawna at first, thinking about what she must be going through. I hope that Brent treats her gently, alhough a big part of me knows that he will. He loves her too much to hurt her on
AmalieI find Shawna sitting outside at a little picnic table. The compound is actually quite nice and peaceful now that all the unsavoury elements have been removed. That prevailing sense of dread that hung over the place is gone. Jericho purged it somehow.It reminds me a little of a holiday reso