Poor Piper!
YaraI’ve never encountered this type of injury before. In humans, someone with this type of throat injury would be dead. So, I’m terrified that I’m going to do something wrong. While it’s not out of the realm of possibility that she could still die on me, even if I save her life, I can’t guarantee that she’ll be able to swallow like normal, or even speak again.“You’re doing great, Luna,” Savannah says to me.I glance at her and I don’t know what she sees on my face, but she nods. “You’re doing great.”I refocus on Piper’s throat. I’m using every little bit of knowledge I have about anatomy to try and stitch her up properly. The throat isn't an easy place to stitch.“Luna, the other warriors are stitched up. Alpha Warren sent them back to the packhouse to get cleaned up and get some rest,” Anna says, coming in and looking at Piper.“You should go get some sleep too, Anna.”“I can stay, Luna. Me, Katie, and Eliza are going to rotate to keep watch on Beta Charlie and Piper today while y
Quinton“What the fuck do you mean he’s still alive, Brady?” I yell into the phone. Brady had one job. Eliminate Warren. He swore he had it under control, but now, rather than Warren getting killed, Brady has put his pack out of commission.“Look, I had the doctor! He was destroying the pack from the inside. But Warren found his mate and she’s supposedly some doctor. I’m telling you, Quinton, we attacked him two days in a row. I don’t know what the fuck that lady doctor is doing, but his pack was stronger the second day than they were the first. They should have at least been as weak as we were, but they weren’t. It was uncanny.”I sit back, thinking. Brady is a good fighter, and he loves his booby traps, but he’s not that smart. That’s why I’m the strategist.“His mate, you say?” I ask.“Yeah, and if she’s this good at healing people, I want her in my fucking pack,” he growls. “I could use some TLC from a lady doctor.”“Was Warren marked?” I ask, ignoring the rest of his comments.“I
YaraI wake, warm and comfortable, except for the hard pole sticking into my back. My mind is slow to wake up, so it takes me a moment to realize that there’s a warm hand sliding up my thigh from my knee to my hip. Warm lips press against my shoulder and Annika begins purring as the hand slides over my stomach.In my hazy brain, I recognize that I’m naked and the hand makes its way up to my breast. If this is a dream, I hope it doesn’t end too soon. I hate waking up just as I start to have an orgasm. They always fade away and leave me aching for more.I arch my back as the warm lips continue to kiss their way to my neck, the hand moving to my breast and teasing my nipple into a hard peak. I moan softly as another purring sound starts behind me, reverberating through my body and lighting up my nerve endings.“Yara,” Warren’s soft, deep voice says in my ear. I know I should probably pull away from him, but he feels so good and I suddenly realize what’s pressing into my back. Warren wants
YaraI race downstairs and realize the warriors on injured reserve from yesterday are already lined up waiting for me to release them.I step up to the first one, but before I can ask anything, one of the warriors guarding the hospital yesterday hands me a breakfast wrap.“What’s this?”“Alpha’s orders. He says you haven’t eaten in close to two days,” he says.“I didn’t catch your name yesterday,” I say, taking the wrap and biting into it. It’s got eggs, bacon, ham and goddess knows what else, but it’s delicious.“It’s Bradley, Luna,” he says and I swallow quickly, turning to the first warrior.“Bradley, are you the only one guarding the hospital today?” I ask, checking the warrior’s injuries that have healed.“Your wolf?” I ask the warrior.“I’m good, Luna,” the deeper voice of the wolf says.“Go,” I say, turning to the guard.“No, Luna. Alpha has added more guards after what happened yesterday. They are already there making sure that no one gets into the hospital.”I nod, looking ove
Quinton“He captured my fucking Beta! That’s how fucking strong his pack is, Quinton! MY BETA!! Strong isn’t even the right word. There’s no way that pack should be as strong as they are if they’ve fought four days in a row! It’s like they’re getting stronger with each battle. What the actual fuck? How the fuck am I supposed to get my Beta back?”“We’ll get your Beta back, Thomas,” I say, sitting back. “Did Warren smell like he’d marked his new mate?”“Who the fuck cares about his mate, Quinton! He has my Beta!” he snarls at me. My answering snarl causes the walls in my office to vibrate and the pictures on the wall to shift.“Don’t you dare take that fucking tone with me, Thomas,” I say, sitting forward. “I said we’d get your Beta back and I meant it. But I need to know if we have to kill the woman, or if we can capture her.”I hear him breathing heavily on the phone, presumably getting his temper in check. When he’s calmer, he answers.“I could smell her on him, but not enough that h
YaraIt makes me nervous that another pack is hunting for me. I mean, I know that I’m healing Warren’s pack, but it’s not that hard. They really just needed to rest enough to let their wolves heal and of course, they needed to not have Dr. Stevens making it harder for them to heal.Could he be working with them? Could he have intentionally been weakening Warren’s pack? But for what purpose? It had to be personal gain. There’s no other reason to betray your own pack…unless he has a personal vendetta against Warren.“Who are we talking about?” Warren asks me as I check over the Beta.“Hmmm?” I ask him.“Who would be working with ‘them’, intentionally weakening my pack for personal gain or a personal vendetta?” he asks me and I look up, seeing everyone in the room watching me. I must have been mumbling out loud again. I’ve really got to stop that.“Oh, Dr. Stevens. Your pack would have been much stronger if he’d have done what he should have been doing to keep you all strong. I mean, all
Warren“Give me something so I know that you’re telling me the truth,” I say to the she-wolf who has barely taken her eyes off my mate. She’s studying her like she’s trying to figure out what all the fuss is about. As a warrior, she’s looking at my mate as a fighter. What she doesn’t realize is that my mate’s strengths come in different ways than the normal werewolf strength.Finally, her gaze returns to me. “I’ll be honest. I don’t know much. I’ve heard a little from Alpha Thomas, but mostly what I’ve heard is rumors.”“What did you hear from Thomas,” I press.She looks at Yara again, that same questioning assessment in her eyes. “That both Alpha Brady and Alpha Quinton want her. Both intend to capture her and take her as their mate.”I snarl as I feel Yara’s fear spike. The warrior must smell her fear because she frowns. I get it. If she wasn't my mate and I didn’t know Yara, didn't know what she’s capable of as a doctor, I wouldn’t see the draw either. But not only is she my mate, s
CharlieI picked three of our top warriors, taking them to Yara for approval that they are healthy enough to go on this rescue mission. Once she agreed, we all went to the room of this warrior, Laney, to get her smell. The woman’s scent was nice, spicy but a bit too much on the pachouli side for me. At least I have the girl’s scent and confirmed that she looks like her sister. That’s the other thing, this woman is attractive. Maybe it’s because we don’t see too many women outside our own packs, but seeing her, smelling her new scent is making Gregor antsy.‘What’s up with you?’‘I don’t know. Let’s just go find this girl,’ he says. I can feel his own frustration at not understanding his reaction to this woman.‘And what’s with you and our Luna? You’re going to get us killed,’ I say to him as I get the warriors and we begin running toward Thomas’ pack.‘I like her. A lot. She’s smart, and funny, and…”‘And NOT ours,’ I say firmly. I refuse to fight Warren for Yara. They are fated mates
YaraTonight, I’ll take my place as Luna of this pack. It’s an important moment for me and for this pack. I’ve accepted Warren, this pack, and my role in it. This is my future, a future I never truly expected to have, but I can’t wait for each day to begin so I can live it.Archie had gotten my things from the university when Warren sent him to erase my presence there. Thankfully, he’d put all my school records back, but now I have my clothes from when I was in Alpha Solomon’s pack. I don’t have a lot of dressy clothes, but Alpha Solomon insisted that I have a couple of nice dresses for important dinners, pack events, and graduations.As I stand in my closet, I remember the man who raised me, who looked after me, and who ultimately died because he protected me from his son. There was one dress, in particular, that I’d only worn once. Alpha Solomon had chosen it for me. He said it made me look mature, yet elegant, and still feminine. It’s a color that is close enough to the color of my
WarrenWe spent Friday night with Harold, Henry, and Farrah, showing them around the pack and letting them get to know our pack members. I could tell that Harold was surprised. It’s one thing to hear that your pack is happy, but it’s quite another to see it and feel it. And because of my amazing mate, Farrah got the full force of our pack’s love and admiration.The next morning after breakfast, Harold, Henry, Charlie, and I all head to my office.When we sit, Harold turns to look at me. “It is really impressive what you’ve done here, Warren.”“Thank you, Harold. Most of that is because of my mate. The pack fell in love with her before she agreed to be my mate. Thankfully, she found something in me that was worthy of her love and trust.”“Thankfully? It sounds to me, based on what I’ve been hearing from your pack members, that you ARE worthy of everyone’s love and trust.”“He is,” Charlie says before I can answer. I glance at my Beta, then turn back to Harold.“You and I both know, Haro
YaraHaynes congratulations party was wonderful. The happiness in the pack is contagious and everyone laughed and enjoyed themselves. It feels like the bonds that weave a pack together are strengthening and the pack itself is becoming stronger because of it.I was even more excited when Charlie and Noelle pulled Warren and I aside to tell us that they are expecting and that they wanted to announce it at the party.“Do you mind waiting until the pack ceremony?” Warren asked.“No, we can wait. I think,” Charlie says, smiling at Noelle. He looks like I feel, ready to burst with the news. And apparently, I already did. “But is there a reason you don’t want us to add to the celebratory feeling tonight?”Warren had smiled down at me.“What?” Noelle gasped, reaching out to take my arm. “You’re…?”I nod excitedly and we’d hugged, doing a strange jumping, rocking motion while we hugged and our mates just smiled at us.“You’re good with both of us announcing together?” Warren asked Charlie.“I h
LaneyI watched my mate, my official mate of three days, while he fought for his position as Gamma. I had no doubt that he would win. He’s a great fighter, but an even better instructor, which is what the Gamma position would do, train the warriors in our pack.Our pack. I’m still getting used to the idea of being a part of this pack. I watch as Alpha Warren jogs over and kisses his mate for the pack, the goddess, and the world to see. The love that is shared in this pack is unlike anything that I’ve ever seen, and definitely unlike anything in Thomas’ pack, even when his father was Alpha.This pack feels good. The camaraderie, the cohesiveness, is unlike anything I’ve ever seen or felt. This pack acts like a pack should. They act like a family, protecting each other, and working together. Even this competition against Haynes feels different.I’d been terrified that these five warriors would work together to take Haynes out. It’s what would have happened in my previous pack. They would
WarrenI’m running the challenge with Haynes. There are five individuals who are challenging him. Depending on how long each competition takes, this could be quick or go on for hours. Since most of the challengers are strong warriors, I’m assuming this will take all morning and part of the afternoon.Since I don’t want my warriors injured too much, I’m calling the fights. Injuries during challenges are common, and I know Yara is available to fix my warriors up if they get injured, but now that we’re a healthy pack, I want to keep us that way.Haynes takes the first guy down and I call if after he dislocates his shoulder. The first match took an hour, and I expect the others will be about the same.“Go see your Luna,” I tell my warrior, then call a brief recess for Haynes to catch his breath.The second battle lasts a bit longer, and this time, Haynes dislocates my warrior’s knee. I call it and send him to the pack hospital before giving Haynes another break.We’re just about to start r
YaraI knew Warren would be excited about the pregnancy. What I didn’t expect were the feelings that stirred inside me and Annika when we found out that I’m pregnant. I began feeling very possessive of him. I am the one that will give him his pups. Only me. He is mine. Only mine.Thankfully, he didn’t seem to mind my possessive neediness or Annika’s. I guess that’s why they’re mated to us. If anything, he almost seemed pleased that Annika felt the need to mark him several more times last night and again this morning. She finally relaxed a bit when our scent on him was almost equal to his, and his on us was the same. No one can say they don’t know that he is mine. Or at least, that’s Annika’s thinking.I walk into the bathroom, watching as he showers off our sex before going to warrior training. Annika begins purring loudly as I look him over. He really is one hell of a gorgeous man; sexy, strong, and powerful, yet kind and loving, patient and thoughtful.He leans his head out of the sh
WarrenI wasn’t surprised when we had several of our warriors submit requests to battle Haynes. I would have been more surprised if they hadn’t. The pack hierarchy is built on strength and leadership. Haynes has shown his ability to lead and to learn what he doesn’t know, but now he’ll have to prove his strength. I’m not worried. If I didn’t think he had the strength to defeat the other warriors, I wouldn’t have chosen him as my Gamma, and neither would Charlie.After waking with my mate lying over top of me, and giving her my best effort to ensure she’s carrying my pup, I head downstairs to call Harold.“Good morning, Alpha Warren,” he answers.“It is a good morning, indeed, Alpha Harold.”“It sounds like it. May I ask what's made you so happy?”I tell him about our pack’s party last night, celebrating our strength and togetherness.“That sounds…incredible. Perhaps I should consider doing something like that here,” he says.“I honestly didn’t realize how much our pack needed it, Harol
TrenaI know this pack is different than Simon’s. It’s obvious in everything that goes on here, every interaction that occurs with Alpha Warren, Beta Charlie, and this pack. Even Yara is different than I remember her from before. Somehow, she seems stronger, as if finding her mate and becoming a Luna has brought out something inside her that was waiting to blossom.But I’m in no mood to celebrate. I begin walking around the pack, hearing the periodic sounds of cheering, music, and laughter. It’s so opposite of my own emotions that it feels almost otherworldly.Eventually, I find myself standing outside the pack hospital. Just like with the patrols, the nurses here are taking shifts so everyone can go to the party. However, I know there is only one person in the hospital right now. My mate. Bradley.I walk inside and wave to Katie who is currently on shift.“How’s the party?” she asks excitedly.“In full swing,” I tell her.“I can’t wait to go. This pack has never had a party before.”“
YaraI can’t believe my mate. Well, maybe I can. He seems to like finding ways to surprise me. I think he enjoys watching the flood of emotions I feel when he does something frivolous and crazy like literally filling our packhouse with flowers.After he announced the party, we went upstairs to shower and change, and of course, my mate is still working to give me that pup, so we took some time to have our own celebration with a promise of more to come later.I’m honestly not sure who is more excited, him or me. The feeling coming off of my hardcore fighter of a mate is almost giddy. He’s so full of excited energy that he’s practically bouncing on the balls of his feet as we get ready.“Did I not wear you out enough?” I ask him.“Yara!” he says, swinging me around in his arms and making me laugh. “Do you feel the pack's energy? Do you feel how happy they are?”“Yes, I do.”He sets me down, smiling at me with so much love in his eyes that it makes my heart feel like it’s going to explode.