KARA"Ma, do something," I pleaded with incredulity, hoping she would see the inexplicable amount of betrayal lighting up my eyes like fireworks on the 4th of July. She narrowed her dark eyes into slits, the brown passing off as onyx as a shadow flickered over her cold gaze, "Kara, I know this is a lot for you but it has to be done. It's time for your father and I to retire—""Then retire and let me take over the pack," came my hoarse interjection. Fear and anger twisted into sharp icicles that skewered and ripped away chunks of my reality. What they were asking me to do was insane, "I can handle the pack, Ma. You and Dad just need to trust me.""It's not that we don't trust you," my father answered in exasperation. He cut his thick fingers through his pepper and salt hair, "it's unheard of. We cannot have a she-wolf as an Alpha and you know it.""That's the most misogynistic bullshit I've heard from you and I thought you better than that. You always told me that I can achieve anythin
(3 weeks later)KARA"I thought I'd find you here," Denver mused as he plopped down beside me at the edge of the cliff overlooking the green plain of the forest sprawled below.The Blood Wolves were located in a small town in Washington. The town of Mystic Valley was founded by my ancestors centuries ago when they settled here to form what was now the Blood Wolves. Humans lived in blissful ignorance among us. We learned over the years how to live with them while maintaining the secret of our kind. It grew more and more difficult with the humans venturing further and further into the woods. I'd heard rumors once, that we had a cult in the woods and that my father was the leader. Humans warned their babes to stay away from the Sommers family as much as they could. It was almost humorous. I swung my legs back and forth, humming a tune under my breath which drifted on the breeze. Denver Rhodes had been my best friend ever since I could remember. With his dark skin which glowed as it caugh
KARAAfter taking a shower, I threw on another sweatpants and a black crop top. I gathered my inky hair into a high ponytail, keeping any stray tendrils away from my face. I hardly wore my hair down because of how thick and heavy it was. However, I couldn't bear to part with the length which sat just above my tailbone. My legs were long and my long hair created the illusion of an equally long torso. My body was corded in muscle but still held onto its feminine curves. The strain of growing muscles caused an array of stretch marks to ripple over my skin under my arms and over the twin mounds of my ass. I was proud of my stretch marks. Whereas some might have been ashamed or embarrassed by them, I saw them as natural art displayed on my skin. They were beautiful and added texture to an otherwise soft surface. "You ready?" Denver asked, peeking his head into the room—since I moved most of my things here, it just made sense to get ready here. I gave myself a once-over in the mirror. My
KARATwins. Identical in almost every way. I peered at them from beneath my thick eyelashes. They sat side by side, opposite me on the dining table. Orion engaged animatedly in conversation while Miles spoke the bare minimum. Both were corded in muscles and stood easily at 6'2. Whereas Orion's emerald eyes sparked with mirth and warmth, Miles' eyes captured each shadow that flickered across his vision, holding it there until his penetrating gaze darkened. Each had high cheekbones and razor-sharp jawlines peppered in a dark sprinkling of hair but only Miles had a nose that was slightly offset as if he had broken it on more than one occasion. Orion's full lips were constantly hitched up at the corners whereas Miles drew his into a thin line, giving him a grim and brooding demeanor. "It's weird, isn't it?" Denver whispered behind his hand from the seat beside me. The rest of the members who resided in this house had already been served their dinner. At the head of the table sat my
KARAI made a conscious effort to avoid the two Alphas today. Keeping myself occupied wasn't as difficult as one would think. I went into town earlier this morning with a few of the other she-wolves so I could help stock up the reserves. Us wolves ate a fair amount of food so we consistently made trips to the town in Mystic Valley. The pups shared a school with the human kids. There was a total of one elementary school, one middle school, and one high school. Our pack may have been large but our town was respectively smaller than most so one of each worked well. We supported our local stores and boutiques as well as restaurants as much as we could. It helped build our little economy and most weren't prepared to make the hour-long drive to find a Starbucks or McDonalds. The humans who ventured out here to build a home for themselves and maybe their families came with the notion of idealistic peace and privacy in mind. With that being said, some of the Blood Wolves had chosen human mat
KARA"Someone's close," Lex murmured quietly in my mind. I wasn't sure why she whispered when no one but me could hear her but it somehow felt like a sin for my thoughts to be at a volume above that. The forest blanketed in thick shadow had fallen eerily silent over the last thirty minutes as if it waited with bated breath to crown the victor of our first game. We had run laps around the area to throw off the two participants in tonight's game. If they were tracking my prints, they were going nowhere slowly. And, if they were tracking my scent, it would take them a while to realize I had planted my scent in almost every direction I could in thirty minutes with the help of Denver.He had found more pieces of clothing and scattered them around the forest, rubbing the fabric against trees to leave a lingering trail behind at my behest. We had even gotten the wolves running border patrol to spread my scent around which led to us covering more ground. They'd be out here all night and I'd
KARA"You've got to be shitting me!" I peered up at the scoreboard perched outside the pack house. Orion: 0Miles: 1"Kara," my father cut me a chastising glare which was more playful than anything else, "don't let your mother hear that."Alpha Killian Sommers might have been a scary, malicious man to the rest of the world but to me, he would always just be my dad. He was the one to tuck me into bed at night. The one to sing to me when the thunder roared too loudly or streaks of lightning lit up my room too brightly. He held me the first time I shifted for as long as my wolf would allow him and trained me as best as he could when he noted my exceptional tracking instincts. I had fond memories of my father so it made sense why this entire situation felt like one hard slap in the face. He had blindsided me and took advantage of the years of trust he built with me. "Of course not, she'd just blame you anyway," I quipped but my tone didn't hold the bite I wanted it to. An exasperated si
KARA"He hasn't left my side all day, save me," I begged, grumbling down the mind link between Denver and me. "I wish I could, Kara, but your father has made it a point to keep me extra busy," Denver's annoyance tugged at the link, causing it to grow taut. "He's really making it impossible for me to catch a break," there were about a thousand different things I could have been doing that didn't include Orion in them. Instead, I was stuck making small talk with the guy, "It's okay, I just have to put up with him until I get back.""You've got this, Kara," Denver said reassuringly before breaking the link. Too bad his reassurance didn't inflate my spirits and boost my confidence the way he hoped. During our border patrol, I learned that Orion's wolf, Diesel, had a pure white coat, unlike Miles who had white with black, smoky tendrils. The white of his wolf made it difficult for him to camouflage into the foliage, causing him to be an eye-sore. However, he resorted to muddying his coa