I sat around a campfire, staring at the flames as I remembered the picture James had shown me. Caden. Now about five and half months old, he seemed so big. My Caden was alive. I couldn’t believe it. Both joy, anger, and longing filled me. James refused to tell me anything about how his people had gotten to my son. When I asked him why, all James did was give me that smug, wolfish grin of his and say, “He’s family.”Now, we were waiting for Kalen to show up. He was sure Kalen was going to show. I prayed to the goddess he didn’t. For one, whatever James’ plan was, I knew it wasn’t good for Kalen. Second, If Kalen showed up then, at least, part of him loved me and I didn’t want him to love me. I wanted him to be the asshole, so I could really hate him. Everything would be easier if I hated Kalen.“Shouldn’t be too much longer,” James said as he sat next to me and again flashed me that smile of his. “Isn’t this exciting!”“Exciting? Are you serious?” I demanded, confused by the obvious en
“Leave me alone,” I told Kalen. “You have to go after James! You can’t let him get away.”He seemed a little surprised by my insistence. “Don’t worry. We’ll get him,” he said softly as he untied me and tried to check my wrists, but I pulled away from him. “He can’t get away, Kalen,” I told him, glancing back to where he ran. “Why?” Kalen asked, giving me a curious look. “Why is it so important that we get him?”“Caden is alive,” I said, my voice cracking with emotion. “He’s alive and James has him.”Kalen froze, his expression shifting from curiosity to alarm. “Caden? Alive? But…how? You said that Carl…you had a necklace with his ashes?”“Yeah, I did,” I said, my chest tightening. “Carl gloated about it, but he was lying. I don’t know how he did it, but James has Caden. He showed me pictures and even a video…I heard him. Caden is alive.” My voice trembled, and I had to swallow hard to keep from breaking down.Kalen’s father walked over to us, his expression serious, and my heart lea
We walked back to the encampment, mostly in silence. I’d half expected for Kalen to crowd me, but he hung in the back while the rogue king walked up front with me. “So, how far along are you?” The king asked after a long period of silence. I can’t help but hear eager the excited curiosity in his voice. “A couple of weeks, not very far.”“What about Caden? How old is he?”Again, I can’t help but smile as I tell the king what I can about him. With a heavy sigh, I told him, “Wish I could tell you more, but strangers are raising my son instead of me.” “I understand how difficult this must be for you,” the king said. “You are a remarkably strong woman to be as put together as you are, considering everything.”“Not really. I am barely holding on. I just make sure I hide it well,” I replied with a small smile.We continued to walk in silence and when we reached the rogue encampment, the king started giving the people with us orders. He turned to me and said, “A room has been prepared for y
Despite Kalen’s offer to bring me breakfast, I went to the cafeteria instead. I didn’t like feeling locked up. Kalen followed me and, ignoring my protests, told me to sit down and he would get my food for me.Sitting down at a table, I tried to fight off my irritation at this sudden change in Kalen. It didn’t feel real or authentic. I glanced around the room, then realized more than a few of the people here were watching me. I shifted uneasily, the weight of their attention pressing down on me like a tangible force. The looks seemed to range from suspicious to respect. “Kalen, why are people looking at me?” I asked once he had returned with our breakfast.As soon as he looked around, everyone averted their gaze. “I guess they’ve heard something about what happened these days and are curious.”They did? What exactly had they heard? I was used to gossiping. In Crimson Fang, gossip seemed like the favorite pastime, but there I always knew what to expect. Here, not so much, and that was a
I left Danielle and headed back towards the bench where I’d left Kalen with his father, but neither he nor his father were still there. So I walked towards the communal building instead, thinking about the training Danielle offered. Father had trained me how to fight when I was younger, but it had been a long time since I’d actually trained.I saw Kalen sitting on the stairs leading up to his room. “Hey,” he said as soon as he saw me with a smile. He stood as I walked over to him. “How did the talk with Mom go?”“Pretty good, I like her,” I replied with a smile, then curious to see his reaction, I added, “She said she wants to train me.”A hint of surprise washed over his face, then concern. “She did? She wants you to be a huntress? Is that safe with the baby?”“Well, I didn’t specifically ask, but since everyone now seems to know I am pregnant, I am sure she wouldn’t suggest it otherwise.”“That’s true,” he admitted. “We can always check with the doc, too. Just to be safe.”“We?” I as
It was barely before sunrise when Danielle came to call me to begin training. Dressed in a long sleeve shirt and yoga pants, we went outside in a small field. “To begin,” Danielle said. “You need to get right with yourself before you do anything else.”“Right with myself,” I repeated, not bothering to hide my skepticism.“Yes, you need to be honest with yourself. Facing the things you’ve been avoiding. The doubts, the guilt, anger, the fear, whatever it is you’ve been pushing down. You’ve got to sit with it, understand it, and then make peace with it.”I let out a breath through my nose, a mix of frustration and resignation. “Make peace with it? How exactly am I supposed to do that?”Her smile grew a little warmer, like she’d been waiting for me to ask that. “Start small. Sit here, think about everything that’s happened, let the emotions wash over you. Scream, cry, shout, or whatever you feel like doing. Just let it out and know you’re safe to do so.”“How is this teaching me how to fi
Leaving the king to talk to Chelsie, I went to the communal building to have breakfast. Hopefully, there was food left. I was feeling pretty famished. By the time I reached the cafeteria, someone had cleaned everything up. “Damn,” I said with a sigh, but headed to the kitchen. “Hey Marcel, I don’t suppose there is anything I could eat, is there? I was busy during breakfast hours.”The chef grinned at me. “Of course, but if you promise to come back and help around here, I will cook you something special.”I returned his grin. “I would never abandon you, Marcel.” When he gave me a scathing look, I added, “Again.”“Better not,” he said, then waved at me to take a seat on a stool.I was halfway through breakfast when the king came into the kitchen. “Ah, here you are,” he said, walking up to me. The rogue king nodded to Marcel, then looked back at me. “We’re having a meeting and I thought you’d like to join us.”So in other words, Danielle told him to come find me, I thought, and barely ke
I sat on the blanket cross-legged, enjoying the feel of the sun on my skin as I ate lunch with Kalen. He had gone all out and prepared, or someone prepared for him, all of my favorite foods. “You went all out, didn’t you?” I said as we ate. “Not really,” Kalen said with a shrug. He was sitting across from me. “Just wanted to ensure you enjoyed lunch.”“I’m curious. What did you bribe Marcel with to get him to make all this for you?” I asked with a grin before I took a bite of my egg salad sandwich.“What? You don’t think I did this all myself?” he asked with feigned offense.“Not a chance,” I said. “I still clearly remember the last time you tried to cook.”“First off, I didn’t bribe him,” Kalen finally admitted. “I didn’t need to. All I had to do was say I would do it myself before he practically begged me to step away from the food prep area.”I laughed, able to see the horror on Marcel’s face. “He’s a smart man,” I say with a shake of my head. “Well, thank you for this, Kalen. I a
EpilogueWith the death of James, there was enough evidence in his safe house to prove he was behind all the conflicts between pack and rogues, and the war officially was over. The lycan king spent the next several months majorly cleaning house. The king stripped most of the alphas of their positions with the choice of being incarcerated or going through a rehabilitation program. Not surprisingly, most were incarcerated or forced the king’s hand into killing them.He was also trying to repair his relationship with Danielle and the rogue king. The kings weren’t friends, but they stopped the petty back and forth they used to do. Danielle thinks there’s hope for them. Me… I am not so sure, but just glad to see their issues probably won’t cause any more wars.The lycan king offered the leadership of the Crimson Fang back to me, but I refused. There was too much bad blood between the pack and me. Besides, the rogue community felt like home to me now. I had friends and family here. Being th
The sun was warm against my skin as Caden and I sat on a blanket in the late morning. I tried to focus on him, and the joy of having him back in my life, instead of worrying about Kalen. Two days have passed since they left to find James, and I’ve not heard a single word about what was going on.“Hey,” Thomas said as he sat next to us, breaking me from my thoughts.“Hey,” I replied and unable to help myself, asked, “Heard anything yet?”He shook his head with a downfallen look. “No, but it doesn’t mean anything. Operations like this take time.”That would’ve made me feel better if he didn’t also look worried himself. He was trying to hide it, but I saw it all the same. Perhaps he wasn’t only trying to make me feel better, but himself, too. “Yeah. You’re probably right,” I said, deciding to play along.“So how are things with this little guy?” Thomas asked, looking down at Caden who had rolled over to his stomach now.“It’s been an adjustment,” I admitted. “You know, you hear about all
The Wolf's PoVI moved my neck to the side and shook off the painful little aftershocks of my shift. I lifted my massive snout and sniffed the air. Sweat, adrenaline, fear and anger. It was the smell of the most basic, primal of all instincts of any living creature. The fight for survival. It was an intoxicating mix. Working my jaw, the desire for blood filled me.I lowered my head and glared at the man before me. He looked equally excited as he did terrified. This man, James, didn’t understand the danger he was in if he was anything but afraid. I wasn’t Kalen. I didn’t care for him or the memories Kalen had of him. To me, he wasn’t family. He was a threat to my family. James separated my pup from his mother. He tried to take her away from me. For all of that, James needed to die. With a growl, I stepped towards him and allowed him to see his death in my eyes.“Why are we fighting, Kalen?” James said, shaking his head with a grin. “Look at the power you command. You could be the king
Kalen PoVI froze, unsure if I heard my uncle right. He was challenging Father? “You can’t be serious,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. James met my gaze, his smile growing. “I’ve never been more serious in my life.”Across the room, Father stood still, his hands clasped behind his back, the way he always stood when he was thinking, or more likely in this case, calculating. His eyes flickered toward me before returning to James. “Is this what you want, James? Have you become so seduced by power that you would fight me, kill me for it?”“You know nothing about me, Elijah,” James said, a growl in his voice. James took a step forward, his jaw tight, his fists clenching at his sides. “You built this all on weakness, nurturing that weakness, claiming it to be strength, but it’s all a lie and I’ve proved that. You haven’t been able to stop anything I’ve been doing.”Father tilted his head, considering him. “And what would you do instead? Be a tyrant? Ignoring those in need? Rule wi
Kalen’s PoVA still calmness washed over me as I prepared to leave. Father was waiting for me and I saw he wore a similar expression on his face. I couldn’t imagine how hard this had to be for him. James was his brother, after all. As the older brother, I had no doubt Dad looked after James, protected him from bullies and all of that. They’d been through everything together. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. The villain was not supposed to be your family.“Ready?” he asked me when I reached him.“Could anyone be ready for something like this?” I replied.Father nodded and sighed. “No. No, I don’t think so, or at least, they shouldn’t be, but this is what we are given and we’re going to deal with it the best we can.”“That we are,” I said, and we started walking to the meeting point with the others coming with us.We were almost halfway there when Father stopped me. “There is something I have to say before we go.”“What is it? Something wrong?”Father shook his head. “No, just the op
KalenIt had been three days since Caden came back into our lives. Three days of the best chaos of my life. Never in my life had I seen myself in a domestic light. Yes, I’d often thought about building a life with Alyssa, but mostly because that’s what people did when they found their mate. They got together, had kids and built a family. I didn’t get excited about the idea, but I didn’t dread it either.Yet, now? Now, despite the crying mountains of diapers, Caden’s inability to stay still unless he’s sleeping. I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world. I can’t remember a time where I felt happier and more at peace with life than how I am now.Alyssa and I visited that woman who claimed to know all about Caden yesterday, when she wasn’t feeling so confident about her capabilities to be a good mother to Caden. No matter what I told her, Alyssa wasn’t convinced, so we went to see the woman. However, the woman didn’t know anything. After some pressure, she admitted she only cared fo
“There he is. There is my grandson,” the rogue king said as soon as he saw us. He walked over and kissed Caden on the top of the head as he took in his scent. “Nice to see our good looks continue for another generation,” he added with a grin. “What brings you both here?”“Basically to catch up,” I said, taking a seat in one of the chairs in front of his desk. Caden didn’t seem to be that heavy, but, after a while of holding him, it felt as if he’d doubled in weight. “I would like to know more about how Caden was found and where.”“And how the search for James is going as well,” Kalen said, sitting next to me.“The search is going,” Kalen’s father replied. “However, I suggest with Caden now back. You should both focus on him and settling in your new roles as his parents.”“And we will, but there are things I need to know,” I argued.“I understand, and I will pass the reports the search team leader made about the search into the building where they found Caden. Though, I don’t think you
Kalen walked up to me and wrapped his arms around the both of us. “No, this is real. We’ve got him back. You’ve got your son back, Alyssa.”I held Caden to me, unable to believe my eyes. “How? When?” I asked Kalen, then glanced up at him, anger trickling into my joy. “Why didn’t anyone tell me?”“Because no one knew until they found him,” Kalen replied. “The location they found him, there weren’t any other children. It seemed to be nothing more than a supply depot. Also, this just happened this morning. The trackers told my dad who told me, and well, I thought I’d give you a surprise.”“Who was with him? How was he found?” I said and looked at Caden, searching for signs that they had mistreated or neglected him.“From what they told me there was a woman with him,” Kalen replied. “I don’t know any more than that. We can take him to the doctor now if you like. Though I have to say he looks fine.” Kalen reached out and held Caden’s hand as the baby looked at us with wide eyes, as if taki
Nearly a week passed after our visit with the lycan king. Danielle and I continued our training while I saw very little of Kalen or his father. There was a lot of movement in the camp. It seemed as if we were getting closer to finding James. I tried asking Danielle if she knew anything, but she just said I should focus on my training and trust that if there was news Kalen would tell her.That only made me annoyed, one because I hated not knowing what exactly was going on and second, because she was right. Kalen wouldn’t keep me in the dark about anything important. Yet, where was he? Until recently, he was practically at my side all the time. It seemed strange he wasn’t here.Suddenly, my feet knocked out from under me, but Danielle caught me before I hit the ground. “You’re not paying attention,” she lectured as she glared down at me.“Right,” I said, feeling a bit of whiplash. “Sorry.”“You should be,” Danielle said and pulled me up to my feet. “I’m not doing this for my health, you