[Abe]"The world is unfair." Abe said to his audience in a low impassive voice, "so it's up to us to make it fair." He paused and an evil grin spread across his face. "We're going to take down the Whispering Moon Pack and divide their lands fairly between us." The Alpha of the Silver Claw Pack, a lanky lad with a messy undercut, revealed a condescending sneer and said, "You do know that Cole's mutt has been sniffing around." "I know." Abe was slightly irritated by the tone. The young Alpha creased his brows in contempt, "Cole's an idiot for letting that smiley thing attend all meetings for him. Are we a joke to him?" Liking what he saw, Abe raised his nose with the air of a king and smirked, "He has a wife now so he'll be busy." "That silver hair freak?" The young werewolf threw his head back and laughed. Wiping the tears in his eyes, he said, "Your plan is wicked, Abe. That'll teach him not to turn his back on the Goddess.""Shushed!" Abe glanced around warily for an
[Dove]I had been toying with the dilemma for days. How would Cole feel when he learned that the ones he loved had tried to harm the thing he protects? The pain would be unbearable. But Megan was insistent to tell Cole - the Alpha has to know everything about the pack. I relented. We will talk to Cole. But he was still away. CONNIE'S BED & BREAKFAST is Connie's private property; she lives and works there. It is far enough to escape the hustle and bustle of the village but still within a walkable distance for a casual visit.Situated near the highway, it serves as a place of solace for lost and tired humans. It has also been serving as a lookout to warn the village of unexpected danger or persistent intruders, thus keeping the pack invisible and safe. Interestingly, my time with Connie had been increasing since Cole left. There was always something she would needed help with. I felt like I was being kept busy on purpose. "Dove!" I looked up from the pot of steaming stew a
[Cole]Something was definitely brewing. The other Alphas and their Betas had started whispering in the background and were unusually cautious. But Owin was still unable to find out more."Jave and Saul knew nothing as well?" Jude frowned at Cole. Cole shook his head grimly. Tapping a finger on the table, Cole muttered, "Owin said Oscar had been going on hunting sprees with Abe - I didn't know Oscar and Abe were close. An odd combination, don't you think?""Perhaps Oscar is getting Abe on his side?" Jude pinched his chin. Cole furrowed his brows. "Are you thinking that the rumor might have come from Oscar?" "Well, he's always looking for a good fight. He would create one if there weren't any. Remember his battle with Saul's pack?"Cole nodded. Saul prefers a debate over a fight and that crazy mutt actually got him to battle. Exhaling at the suffocating thought, Cole said, "I doubt Abe would bother.""Ah, that sleepyhead," Jude laughed and added, "I can't agree more. But h
[Dove] Rain gushed down my face as I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. Blood trickled from the slits and scratches on my skin as they slowly closed up. I had managed to scrape out of their grasp and headed in the first direction my eyes could detect. The hysterical howling and laughing followed closely behind me. Each time I widened the gap between us, they would swiftly close it. I had to keep going. Hopping over rocks, skipping over stones, avoiding tree trunks and ducking under branches, I had new wounds forming after an old one closed up."Come here, dearie." One of the rogue wolves sang in a twisted tune. The cold winds were spearing my skin like ice needles. My jaw clenched tightly until it ached and my teeth chattered furiously in futile efforts to remove the strong shiver spreading inside my body. I continued to run for my life. Goddess knows what would happen to me if I was caught. I have heard stories of torture beyond death for abandoned and rejected wolves in
[Dove]Once my feet touched the floor, I moved away from him. As if his scent would scald me. Our eyes met and my spine flamed up instantly. Holding my gaze, he closed the door and locked it. I swallowed hard. The sharp heat flooded my head and it throbbed with a raw need: I want him to hold me; I want to feel him inside me. I clenched my hands into small fists to fight it. He came towards me and instinctively, my heels lifted and my feet shifted backwards. Don't come any closer. I will hurt you, Cole, my mind begged. He paused, heaved a heavy sigh and rubbed his face. It was then I noticed the weary lines on his forehead. My eyes lifted to his unruly metallic blue and black hair and trickled down to his broad shoulders and then to his thick arms. Suddenly, I remembered that we had not seen each other for more than a week and I almost forgot how much I missed him - his hold, his touch and his kiss."Why would you want to leave when you keep looking at me like that?" Realizi
[Cole]His wife is slowly driving him crazy. First, she made a unanimous decision to leave him and turned him into a panicky helpless fool, running around like a headless chicken. Then, she believed that she would weaken him, which should have comforted him since she would volunteer to stay away, but he became flustered. Finally, she told him to let her leave and sounded ready to let him go. Cole was irked. How could she give up so easily? Did he mean nothing to her? The times they spent together - they must mean something to her, right? And he's her husband, d*mn it! Not some lover she can just throw away when she's done with him. Cole can't have it. His idea was brilliant. It is flawless - she has no choice but to stay and he will make sure she knows his importance. "As long as both of you don't mate," Jude repeated his words carefully. Cole gave a nod and beamed proudly. Jude shook his head with awe, "You're an idiot. I'm heading back." Cole frowned at the sandy
[Dove]The tiny werewoman beside Patrick was actually his wife, Phia. And she owns a bar. Yes. There is a bar in the Whispering Moon Pack's village and it is a stone's throw from the owner's house, serving food after dinner daily to members. It also provides a stage and audience for Patrick and his band. Phia makes great ale - the best in the region, according to Megan. She creates a new flavor each year - so there are now 55 of them, from dark and heavy to light, refreshing and fruity - and matching snacks of fun and interesting textures and tastes. Slamming the empty glass on the table, Megan swallowed and exhaled with a grimace, then lifted her chin to search for her target. Once she located Phia, Megan pointed a finger skyward then recoiled into her seat. I sipped on the light cherry-flavored 'Moon Glow' ale and smiled sadly. "What did Cole do now?" A new pint of the black nutty 'Screw Your Mind' ale appeared on the table. Megan immediately grabbed it and took two large
[Cole]Sleep didn't come. He wasn't sure how long he had been staring at the faint moonlight that had seeped through his window. Cole listened as his wife's soft breathing relaxed into the peaceful rhythm. He closed his eyes and caressed Dove's silky tresses. Her rhythm was getting to him and a wave of calmness overcame him. But his body was still wide awake. He resorted to sheep counting. "When I first saw you, you smelled of fresh mint and morning rain."Cole blinked. It was almost inaudible but he was sure he heard her. Is she awake?He waited for a sign from her, taking a cautious breath and not moving a muscle, in case the slightest movement would ruin the moment. After a brief silence, her small voice continued louder and clearer. "It was so comforting. I felt so relaxed, like I never had a worry at all." Cole smiled. "Then, you swore at me." Her arm went around his waist and pulled him closer. "I've been swearing a lot too lately."A chuckle escaped from Cole