And another update - hope you enjoyed it and that some questions are being answered. Be sure to leave a comment or question and I will answer it if I can. Next update will be tomorrow. Ellie xo
Carrie POV Jumping back, I toss my hand up to deflect his power. He starts throwing them in succession as I step back bouncing them off my arms as if my arms were shields. Recognizing I needed to gain the upper hand, I run towards him doing a flip over him, catching his head and slamming his body into the ground as I land. He quickly jumps up, using his claws to slice my side. Recognizing he was able to partially shift, I realize quickly this is also an option for me. “Let me at him,” Reba yells wanting to get into the mix. “Can you fight his weapons?” I ask knowing I would have a better chance in human form. And I was not keen to shift between forms ending up naked at some point. My side quickly heals as Reba seals the wounds. I throw myself forward, feet first plowing into his chest throwing him against the tree. I hear the satisfying crunch of breaking bones but see him quickly heal before my eyes. Anticipating his next move, I did not an
Jackson POV As we yell for Carrie, the barrier suddenly falls away. Looking through the smoke I cannot see anything. I move forward cautiously with the others fanning out trying to find some remnants of a clue we were heading in the right direction. I walk forward suddenly falling face first to the ground. My hand braces my body before I face-plant; however, as I do I realize I have tripped over something. I scurry back and see the form of a body. “Carrie!” I yell as I move forward rolling the body over. Startled I jump back. The smoke is suddenly clearing quickly, and I realize it is Carrie’s father. He is no longer in Christian’s form and has morphed into what I presume is his original state. What shocks me is the stake piercing through his chest. I check for a pulse, but he is indeed dead. She did it. Whatever else has happened, she managed to kill her father. I look around the ground looking for Carrie. Realizing she was n
Jessica POV I watch the others rush away with Carrie and I know she is in good hands. I start to follow when I pause and look back at the man with the stake through his chest. I look between the others and him, deciding to stay with him rather than leave. Without anybody guarding his body, any number of things could happen. I pace back towards him, stopping a healthy distance away. I did not trust him and all that he was capable of. I knew he had been pronounced dead, but what did that mean for a being such as him? As I watch his still body, my mind slowly goes back to the last time I saw Carleton. We had been joking and carrying on about what Carleton was going to do to me, when we arrived at his home. I could hardly wait and could not contain the wetness between my legs. He had groaned and said he needed a taste. He had quickly pulled over but before anything else could transpire my door had been ripped open and I was dragged from the sea
Carrie POV I awake with a gasp sitting up and looking around the room. Searching for danger. Mandy steps forward cautiously as I look around her to see who is there. I see nothing but have a sense that I am missing something. “Are you okay?” she asks quietly. “Where is Jackson?” I ask wondering why he was not with me. “They went to destroy your father. I am sorry Carrie,” she offers as she watches me for a reaction. “He had to be destroyed, I only wish I had been there when it had happened,” I reply honestly. I move the covers from my legs when the healer comes walking in, “Do not leave that bed. You are not ready,” she says as she hurries over helping me get my feet back into the bed and pulls the cover up over me. “I have to go help. Something happened,” I say as the healer turns to look at me. “He is gone, Carrie; your father has left this world,” she says as if this makes sense to me. “Then why do I feel like there is still danger
Jessica POV I sat there holding Carleton’s hand for I do not know how long. I could not admit to anybody that there were no sparks when I touched him. I do not know what happened or how. I just knew that I loved him with all my heart, even if we were no longer mates. How could the Moon Goddess be so cruel as to destroy our connection? We were perfect for one another. It caused me to rehash over and over, in my mind, the time lost because of my stupidity. Because I had misunderstood a conversation I had overheard. I had run away instead of facing Carleton. All that lost time should have been spent loving one another. He was truly the man of my dreams, and I could not give up on him. Not even if everyone else was ready to do so. The nurse came in and sighed as she checked his vitals. Clearing her throat, I look at her cautiously. “I know this is difficult,” she starts to say. “Do you?” I ask. She nods, “Making a choice like this is heart
Carrie POV I watch the medical team quickly exit Carleton’s room and move forward to be with Jessica. The doctor shuts the door behind himself as he exits shaking his head. “Wait – there must be something I can do!” I say as I rush to the door. “I am sorry Luna. If I felt you could have helped, I would have suggested it immediately. The Alpha was too far gone,” he comments as Jackson takes me into his arms, grief overwhelming me. What good were these powers if you could not help your family when they needed it?!? I shrug Jackson’s arms from mine and move towards the closed door putting my hand on it. Wanting to somehow give Jessica some of my strength as she endures the worst pain a mate will suffer. Mandy moves to stand beside me but we both acknowledge we need to give Jessica some time. I would want privacy right now. I turn to look to Jackson, “What about Christian? What can I do?” I ask moving towards him. “I do not know Carrie. His
Carrie POV It has been two days since we returned. The doctors were shocked that Carleton was still alive and have started IV treatments for him to ensure he is not dehydrated. Everyone is skeptical but cannot argue with his determination to fight. I know Jessica is struggling. She has not left his side; she believes he is holding on for her and I believe she is right. Christian is still with us, but his wolf is more present than Christian is. Christian’s parents have been with him as well as us vigilantly praying for some sign that he is still there. We have another consult with the doctor on his case and will have to make some tough decisions later today. For now, Mandy and I have just left Jessica after ensuring she ate something, albeit very little. We are on our way back to the Pack house to go through our work for the day. Mandy has stepped up and really jumped into her role the past couple days. Josh is also taking his role very serio
Jessica POV I had watched Carleton for two days now, fighting for his life. I had been at a war with my wolf who was adamant I needed to mark Carleton. I was tired. Tired of the sad faces that kept coming into this room with their pitiful looks. Tired of being the champion for the man that I loved, when everyone around me thought it was hopeless. I knew that Carrie and Mandy were with me and supported me, but it was not the same as sitting here each day feeling helpless. And that feeling of despair growing. Wondering was I doing the right thing? Was Carleton holding on just because I was still sitting here? Or was he truly able to return to me. I watched as the nurses walked out of the room, once again, with their looks of pity. I stood up slowly and walked to the door locking it behind them. I did not want to have to risk anyone interrupting what I was about to do. I leaned with my back against the door, simply staring at the man I love.
Carrie’s POV Jessica, Mandy, and I sat watching our pups. Jessica and Mandy each had a boy. We had thought one might be a female but had a pleasant surprise when two males were born to my two best friends. Colton, Rosie’s pup and my half-brother, were playing with the boys. It was easy to see they were best friends being born so close to one another. Unless Colton was upset about something. Then his temper showed through. We were concerned and already working with him to control his anger. Even at his young age, we knew we needed to build the capacity within Colton to control himself, at all times. It was challenging for Jackson and me. Having a gifted child when I was still learning my own talents was keeping us on our toes. He was going to be more talented than me. It is incredible but we now believe that my father had enhanced his powers in some way that resulted in Colton’s talents being enhanced. The challenge of trying to anticipate
Carrie POV Before I can move, Christian steps forward. I see tears in the doctor’s eyes as she looks at her mate, knowing her fate. “Please, I am sorry,” she whispers as Christians looks at her with hate in his eyes. He is owed this. She almost destroyed him and the fact that she is his mate is only a cruel twist of fate. He leans forward placing his lips on hers. One solitary kiss from his mate before he reaches his hands up to her neck and snaps it as her lips rest on his. He steps back, cradling her body in his arms. I feel tears of my own rise up as I watch helplessly at our friend being forced to deal with the crappy hand he had been dealt. Without saying anything else, Christian turns and walks out of the gala event with his dead mate in his arms. Nobody spoke. They simply watched the tragic event in slow motion. As Christian exits the building, I can hear people starting to speak softly. Talking about calling it a night. Sadly, I a
Carrie POV Christian cut off the words the doctor was about to say. “Christian!” I yell wanting to hear what she had to say. Christian was determined to snap her neck. Jackson was beside him trying to unwrap his hands around her neck. My mother kept yelling for Christian to do it. “Christian stop!” I command with all my power. Many surrounding us started to drop to their knees at the wave of power that left my body. Christian dropped his hands turning his angry glare on me. The female doctor leans forward gasping for air. “Why?” Christian demands. “We need to know who Rosie’s baby’s father is, Christian,” I say to him trying to reason with him. “It is my right to destroy her,” he says with anger. “I understand but this is important,” I say to him looking to Jackson. I know he is wondering as well and wants the answers from her. I feel a sense of trepidation as I move towards the woman. My mother is struggling to get out of Josh’s hands,
Carrie POV I block the bolts of power coming at me with my arms. It is as if my arms have become shields of steel and I simply have the intuitive awareness of how to deflect her attack. She moves closer as I step back. Taking a chance, I flip my right arm and make like I am tossing something at her. It shocks her and she stumbles backwards with a smirk, “Just testing out your powers, I see,” she says as she steps closer to me pushing a stronger wave of force at me. Before I can respond I am pushed backwards. My shoes fall off and I land on my ass. I hear Jackson yell my name, but I cannot look to him. I have to focus on the threat. She continues to stalk towards me as I crawl backwards trying to get my bearings. I am working my way towards standing when she slams into me again this time knocking me back and winding me. “If you were smart, you would stay down. As much as I want you dead, your father would never forgive me for destroying you
Jackson POV It has been a week since Carrie received the email from her mother. After a few months reprieve I had started to wonder if they would just give up. I had hoped they would give up. They were after something. I simply did not know what it was. Carrie was too independent. She could live on her own without them. She had always wanted her mother but not like this. Not this woman who had seemingly abandoned her at a young age for the greater good, as she liked to imply. We were all getting ready for the Gala event we were hosting. We had spent every waking moment well into the wee hours of the night, planning for every type of attack we could imagine. Christian had gone darker if that were possible. Now that the end was imminent, I knew he would take out the female doctor, or die trying. And that scared me. He had no fear of death. It was as if he had looked it in the face once and he was prepared to die if it meant taking out his
Carrie POV It has been three months since we last saw my mother, brother, or his mate the female doctor. Everyone has been on intense alert since that fight. Our warriors were exhausted from all the additional training and extra shifts they have been taking to protect the Pack. Jessica has settled into her job working with Carleton for the Wolf Council. They continue to try and find leads as to where my family is but have had no luck. They are all wanted and considered dangerous. There are huge bounties on all of them. I do not want them captured. I want them dead. They are wreaking havoc with my family and my doctor is concerned the stress is impacting my ability to get pregnant. I am exhausted myself worrying about how much I have brought to Jackson’s doorstep. He continues to tell me to stop worrying. He will stand by my side regardless. But the Pack did not sign on for this either. They continue to be supportive, but I know they are
Hi Everyone Quick note to let you know I have had the flu all weekend and have been unable to post. I am starting to come around but wanted to let you know why you have not received an update this weekend. I figure there are only four chapters left in the story and hope to pick those off starting tomorrow. My apologies for the less than consistent posting in March. Fingers crossed this is the end of the craziness. Any questions feel free to post below and I will either answer in the story or here :) Hope you all enjoyed your weekend. Catch up tomorrow. Ellie xo
Carrie POV Jackson returned to us and shared what they learned so far. Which was not much. My mother had attempted to have Randy freed, but Jackson quickly replied, “It is out of my hands. The Wolf Council is taking him into custody, and he will be charged accordingly.”. “That is outrageous. We have neutralized the threat!” my mother exclaims. “Take it up with Carleton. He is making transfer arrangements as we speak,” Jackson says without sympathy. “Carrie you must do something to help your brother,” my mother pleads with me. Shaking my head, “I am sorry, but I cannot. He betrayed me and my Pack; had he succeeded it would have been the end of us,” I reply to her. Jackson looks at me with love and pride at my response. The rage that crosses my mother’s face surprises me, but she quickly contains it. That causes me to pause for a moment as I watch her. “You have his wolf, his powers … what more do you want?” she asks coldly. “It is not abo
Carrie POV “Do you sincerely believe he deserves to have his wolf, after all that he has done?” my mother asks. I sit with that question. Did I think he deserved his wolf? I had not been prepared to help save him, yet I worried about him being without a wolf. A wolf was so much a part of who we were. And having been without my wolf for so long, I could easily identify with the devastation. “I do not know the answer to that question,” I respond honestly. “Well, you have time to decide,” my mother replies. “What do you mean?” I ask. “You have taken his wolf into your care; you can give it back or let the wolf go to its resting place. The choice will solely be yours,” my mother says softly. I sit back in my chair and chew my food slowly. Mandy is sitting silent listening to the conversation. “What do you think?” I ask her as she looks at me in surprise. “I think it is as your mother has said. It is your choice; your decision,” she replies.