"Myra!" Lily called out as she walked down the community center halls. If not for her heightened sense of smell, finding Myra would have taken ages. But she knew her daughter's scent now and tracked her down to a small corner of an office room. Her daughter was curled up on a patched up sofa when she stepped into the room. Myra barely gave her a glance before she turned away from him. "Not everyone is the enemy." Myra sniffled as she wiped her nose with her shirt. "I know." Lily crouched down in front of her. "Your father and I were terrified for your safety, Myra." "I get that." Myra grumbled. "But dad goes into murder mode instantly when the slightest things happen." "A Demon nearly killing you is not something slight, Myra." Lily countered. "You know what I meant." Myra sniffled again. Lily frowned. She understood what Myra meant. She moved to sit beside her on the sofa. "Your father has always been like that, even when we first met." "Really?" Myra asked as she glanced up
He held up the small, smooth and circular object up to the dim lamplight that hung over his workstation. The light brass shine shimmered from the polish it received just seconds ago. Aiden rested it on the small table before him, turning it over once. Twice. Three times. Every knick smoothed out. Every stain cleared away and polished over. It wasn't something most may not go for, but he hoped it would satisfy her until he could get her something better. "Aiden?" Her sweet voice caught his ears before she showed herself at the garage door entrance. "There you are." She sighed. "Did you talk to Jayce yet?" "Not exactly." He said as he picked up the object and held it in his hand. "I don't think I'm the best person for that kind of talk, to be honest." Her scent drifted around him like a swept up wind gust as she approached him. "We can't have them fighting right now, either. Hm?" He caught sight of her white hair swaying as she inclined her head. "What's that?" "Just somethin
Myra, breathe."I can't, Kaia." Myra sniffled as she leaned against the wall. Even after her mother did her best to calm her the other day, her emotions were still at an all-time high. She remembered this feeling. Back when she returned to school. The boy that teased her and talked badly about her own mother, his Luna of all people. Even as she thought back on that, the bones in her body ached. I know you're scared, child, but bear with it just a little longer. We'll get through this together. "Does this always happen?" Myra asked as she lowered herself down to the floor and wrapped her arms around her knees. I... I'm not sure. The only one who would truly know is the King.Myra hadn't spoken to her father since saving her. Or at least, since he wanted to kill the Demon that attempted to kill her. Jayce had been keeping his distance, not just from her, but from Lily as well. She heard through the grapevine that they had a pretty intense argument that left them at odds. Which was st
The memory of her was ages ago and yet it felt like only yesterday that he last saw her face. Still vivid and engraved in his mind. Small girl, perhaps younger than the child before him now. Short brown hair that was knotted with each of his visits. Dirt caked on her frail fingers and pale cheeks. Her dress never changing. The poverty and filth she lived in. It saddened and angered him each day that passed. What truly angered him the most was that devil of a father of hers. A drunkard, violent of a man. Each coin made was spent on his ale, which only grew the violent tendencies. If he got bored with laying hands on her mother, he dealt with her. Hells, he enjoyed tormenting her, and yet when Nol would visit her, she would smile through the tears and the pain as if it was completely ordinary. Nothing about her situation was ordinary in his eyes. "Will I find happiness someday?" She once asked him one night. It was a painful question to answer for her. He couldn't predict the future,
The moon reflected off the calm waters of the lake. The cool night breeze barely rippled the water's surface. Lily peered out, hoping the calmness of the night would settle the storm in her mind. But this storm was hard to tame.Ever since their fight, Jayce had avoided her. Perhaps avoidance wasn't the proper term, but it definitely felt that way. He wasn't the only one avoiding the situation, either. You know he didn't mean it.Azura's reassurance didn't go unnoticed, but it didn't change the weight in her heart. "He may not have meant it, but he still said it," Lily whispered. She peered down at the back of her hands. The faint glow of the angelic text hummed softly on her skin. "Anger brings the truth out just as much as liquor can." He... He is a complicated Human."Complicated is putting it nicely." Lily grumbled. Her eyes shifted slightly to her wedding ring. "The last time we had a serious fight was the situation before our wedding." Do you think this is something that can
Dark mist huffed from the Undead Elk's flared nostrils, or what was left of it. Jayce instinctively tucked Lily behind him, but the rustle of the underbrush and the continuous splash and large ripples of the water went on. Squirrels, rabbits, skunks and every known forest creature that had once inhabited the area came crawling out of the lake or soil around them. "Dammit." He growled. This was the last thing he wanted right now. The Undead Elk rose on its hind hooves before it charged forward at Jayce, with its antlers lowered towards him. His hands shifted into claws as he met the Elk head on and grabbed its antlers. The speed of the charge pushed Jayce back a few inches, but he held his ground. The Elk turns its head and tried to bite at whatever it could reach. His forearm, thigh, and chest, but Jayce had kept out of its range. "Go. To. Hell." Jayce snarled as he used the power in his arms to toss the Elk into a nearby tree. There was a loud snap as the Elk's back collided with
The surrounding air stirred with electricity. The dread of the Undead reached even him in the make-shift prison cell. Faint cracks and squeaks of Undead rodents scurried about aimlessly. Their gnarled furs and splinted bones that peeked from their decayed flesh did not phase him. "Xander!"Her voice reached him. So clear and direct. His palm simmered with heat, mimicking Myra's palm that burned with his mark. His eyes gleamed with an eerie red glow as his wings wrapped around him in a feather embrace. The runes that coated the bars and partial circle in front of his cell simmered with white smoke. The spell was powerful. He gave them credit for that.But not powerful enough. Black mist swarmed him, enveloping him in darkness. The scent of brimstone fueled his longs. His eyes closed only briefly before they opened once more. His hand came up and clasped the claws of the monster. Black wings curled around the small children as his arm wrapped around Myra protectively. Her wide eyes w
"Willow, you have a spell to send them back to... somewhere, don't you?" Lily asked her as more Undead forest creatures crawled out from the waters and the soil at their feet. "My Magic can only destroy so many," Willow reminded her. She waved her hand. A white light illuminated her finger tips as Light Magic radiated and struck the nearest group of Undead critters. "If I had the full extent of my powers under complete control, this whole thing with Karmina would have been done and over with."" "Unfortunately, we don't have centuries for that to happen." Dante added. He slammed his foot down on the skull of a squirrel. Ichor splattered from the impact. "We need something big and something fast." "Lily, you need to try accessing your Angelic powers." Willow told her. "You'll have a better chance at expelling these things more so than I." "But..." Lily hesitated when she felt something tug at her hair. She reached back and pulled a small rodent off of her head and threw it back int
Her heart was in her throat. As she stood in front of the Pack House. Jayce, after making the call, was informed that Damien was still at the Pack House, recovering. As well as Erica being at his side. "Do you need a moment?" Jayce asked her as he held open the door. Lily let out a shaky breath. "No. No more waiting." Jayce gave her a small smile as he took her hand and led her inside. The Pack House was busy. His Warriors were preparing with all weaponry available in their arsenal. Jayce's men looked relieved to see them again. Each one arched their necks in respect as they walked past. "It's an adjustment." Lily smiled awkwardly. "Having gone to a Rogue community who don't care what title you carry, to a home where everyone looks up to you." "It was a small reprieve." Jayce admitted. His hand grasped hers. "For once, not having others turn to me as their leader, but just as another Wolf." His eyes softened. "It was a different perspective, but a necessary one." "Jayce..." Lil
Home. He set the bags on the bed, his eyes swept the room. It had only been a week since they departed from here, but it seemed like months since they've been gone. There was much to do before the battle happened. The talk with the other Alphas. Finalizing safety protocol with the Pack members that hadn't left. Damien. "Damien." He murmured softly. He hadn't heard anything after what had happened. Aside from being stabilized, he hadn't heard from his Beta, his best friend. Was he alright? Angry? Disappointed? "Jayce?" Lily's soft voice reached his ears from the doorway. He hadn't heard her come to the room. "Do you want to see him?" "I will." He reassured her, but hesitance still lingered. Lily sensed it and walked over to wrap her arms around his waist. "Everything will be okay. I'm sure he missed you just as much as you missed him." "Will you confront Erica?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "The last time you two were together, it wasn't pleasant." Lily
The familiar foyer was a sight for sore eyes. The warmth and security of their home was a long wait that was overdue. Everything appeared as it should. No Undead wandering about. No decaying wallpapers or blood streaks of violence. Tidy. Clean. Home. Lily released a breath she didn't realize she was holding. "We're back." She whispered. "I never realized how much I missed home until a situation occurs." Jayce voiced alongside her. The tension in his shoulders easing slightly. His nose wrinkled as he picked up the scents. "I'll be..." "Jayce? Lily?" A young male voice chipped in from the kitchen. A tall, more on the slender side version of Jayce peeked his head from around the kitchen doorway. His short black hair pushed back from his face as he grinned. "Shit, you're home." "Elias." Lily smiled instantly as Jayce's younger brother walked over to greet them. "How long have you been here?" She asked as she hugged him. "It feels like I haven't seen you in months. When did you get so
"Are you sure you don't want to wait another day?" Aiden asked Willow as they all walked down the dirt road. "I don't think one more day won't hurt us if you need to gather yourself after that ordeal." A handful of children ran by, laughing like the fight to come was nonexistent. Carefree regardless of the nightmare his community suffered through just a few days ago. Willow shook her head adamantly. "We can't continue to delay every time Karmina throws a wrench in our plans." "I'm afraid she's right." Dante agreed. He had discarded his ichor stained vest and switched out his slacks for a fresh pair. "As much as I desire a reprieve from Karmina's stunt, the longer we hold off, the stronger she will get." "Will Winston cover for you in the mean time?" Lily asked as her eyes swept over the shops and houses they walked past. "I trust Winston to keep things running no matter what." Aiden adjusted the strap on his shoulder. "Besides, my mom will also be here." He felt Amira's quick gla
Willow's gasped loudly before she coughed heavily. "Willow!" Dante wrapped his arms around her after Jayce released her and stepped away. She dry heaved while she clung to Dante. "My sweet Pixie, what on Earth happened to you?" He pushed her hair back from her face. "Karmina had her." Jayce coughed, his voice partially warped. He ran a hand over his face as he turned away from everyone. Lily walked past Willow as Dante tended to her and approached Jayce. "Nox?" She called out gently as she placed a hand on Jayce's arm. His body tensed under her touch. His fingers parted enough to show his Wolf eyes. "Are you alright? Did she hurt you to?" Lily asked worriedly. He let out a sigh. While he kept a hand over his face, perhaps not to alarm the others, his other hand rested over hers. "It's strange diving into someone else's mind that is not my Mate or children." He admitted gruffly. "Perhaps you see them as part of the Pack more than you realized." She stated. Jayce lowered his hand
"Willow?" Dante's concerned tone drew Jayce's attention, along with the others. As he peered back, he found Willow stock still just past the entryway. Her eyes glazed over milky white. Dante had taken her hand in his, his eyes searching her face as he waited. "A vision?" Amira asked as she set a foot on the first step. "It's nothing out of the ordinary." Aiden huffed softly as he switched his grip on one bag. "She'll come out of it in a moment." Dante reassured, yet his shoulders appeared tense. "Her visions don't hurt her, do they?" Lily asked worriedly as she stood beside Jayce. "No. They're pretty harmless." Dante confirmed, as he brushed Willow's bangs from her eyes. "She told me they feel real while she's... away." He tilted his head from side to side as he tried to explain. "But no physical harm." Jayce studied Willow carefully. The way her brows seemed to draw just a fraction closer together. The way her lips part in the slightest bit. "Does she normally react outwardly
"Sounds like they patched things up." Aiden cleared his throat as he moved away from the staircase. "How do you know?" Willow asked, perplexed. Aiden tapped his ear. "It can be a blessing and a curse." The once naive young girl wouldn't have guessed what he meant by that, but the grown young woman felt her cheeks flush lightly from the inclination. Aiden joined Amira by the front door as she went over the duffle bags. "Got everything you need?" "Weapons, both blade and gun. Medical kits. The bow." She pointed to each bag. "To list a few." "Clothes?" He chuckled softly. Amira, without missing a beat, held up the backpack. "Ah. Good." The wooden floor creaked from the second floor as Jayce and Lily emerged. Lily's cheeks were still lightly flushed while Jayce had a small smirk on his lips. "You both look well." Willow commented. Lily looked down at the group as they descended the steps. She averted her gaze shyly while Jayce made no attempt to hide their intimate encounter earlier
When was it that he last touched me like this?Jayce's lips glided along the arc of her throat. His tongue flickered out to feel her pulse that raced beneath her skin. His hand roamed over the curve of her hip, his fingers hooking on the leggings she wore and tugged them down earnestly. Lily felt his Mark ignite, throbbing with an ache that had been deprived for months. Her nails dug into his back, raising a soft growl from his throat. The sound raised goosebumps along her exposed legs and a shiver to run down her spine. He sat up. His fingers shifted into claws and tore her shirt open. Ten years ago, this would have surprised her, even made her call out in shock, but her fingers caressed his cheeks and brought him back down in a welcoming kiss. She felt him sigh against her lips as he melted against her. His claws woven into her hair as he wedged himself between her thighs. "Lily..." His voice a deep rumble in his chest. "I have a darkness within me." He murmured against her lips.
His head ached when he stirred. There was a slight weight on his chest when his eyes fluttered open. As his blurred vision began to clear, he recognized the room he and Lily were guests in at Aiden's home. The warm glow of the setting sun spread across the ceiling through the blinds. He inhaled deeply. The sweet scent of Lilies filled his senses and his eyes dropped to his Mate and her head that rested on his chest. Lily... The flash of memory from his Wolf nearly taking her life flooded his mind. He squeezed his eyes shut, his hand clamped over his face when he felt her shift and sit up. Her sleepy gaze swept over him before they brightened with alertness. "Jayce!" She smiled with relief. "You scared me. You've been out for a couple of days." She informed him as she brushed his hair from his face. "Lily..." He grumbled weakly. "The kids will be so relieved." She went on. "Myra has been worried sick, and the boys are confused." "Lily." His sharp tone ended in a growl. She fell