“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
I believe her. No one ever thinks their adorable, innocent little bundle of joy will grow up to be a monster. “Where is the witch?” I ask.The witch doesn’t need any prompting. She shows herself right away. Her long, black hair hangs in braids down her back, and her velvety brown skin glints in the
JerichoWe make our way along the border, careful to stay in the dead zone until we reach Landon’s territory.As I go along, my warriors fall in behind us, with Brent and I leading the pack. Behind us, the other spirits converge on Amalie and Shawna. I’m aware of their presence, but do not break foc
Out of nowhere, the spirits unleash their energy. A blinding light washes over us like a tsunami. It doesn’t harm my wolves, but it disorientates and weakens our enemies. The hulking wolf on top of my yelps and starts to howl. He falls off me and scratches at his face as the spirits force them to s
JerichoAdele inclines her head in my direction. “Oh, Jericho,” she bites into her lip. “Imagine...the things you could do. The worlds we could conquer. Come with me.”“Yeeaaah. No thanks.”“What is it you desire?” she asks. “Come with me, and I will make it so.”I snort softly in reply. “Do you thi
AmalieBy the time we get back home, it’s as if we never left. The cell phones and laptops we left behind are on chargers, ready to be used. The fridges and pantry had been cleared out and restocked, all the bedrooms were cleaned and the linens replaced.Everything is exactly the same. Except for me
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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