Headed back in the direction we were coming from, was a nearly invisible creature. Her small hands trailing over the bark of the trees as she moved furtively. Like a wood sprite, made of the earth and wood itself.
Like something ethereal.
She glanced over her shoulder, long brown hair whipping as she evaded the number of wolves that had caught her scent. She knew she was crossing dangerous ground.
Wolves that had picked up the smell of a she-wolf in these woods were cutting the distance to her heels. Huffing as they moved downwind to follow her.
The night of the Mating Moon was coming, and they were lusting for the feel of a female. But it wasn’t the first time I had evaded males under a Mating Moon, and no one knew that better than my mate.
He trusts me to make it back to the Asara Camp.
And ever since my mate had marked me, and shortly thereafter, I him we had built a trust deep enough that it meant I would not let
We reached the first village, and it was little more than the first had been. We tore through it in relatively short time. Covered in blood we were already tiring as we took over the camp. Vanquish cleared an area for me to step up. I gave the same speech I had before. Rallying what was left of the villagers. Adding volunteers to our numbers. I was faintly disappointed when two men refused. One stepped forward. “If we join you, the NightHunters will kill every one of us.” “Is that really any worse than them throwing your mothers, sisters or daughters in shacks?” I gestured to one behind the camp. I’d already learned they were customary in NightHunter camps. They’re the reward for them taking the village.I put together. I was beginning to learn the system the NightHunters alpha used to motivate his wolves. Find them cruel, reward them for being crueler, make them expand fast and aggressively.
When I pushed open the door of the shack, the Alpha was waiting inside. Crouched near the fire and watching the door intently. “I smelled you coming.” His eyes were hooded. His scarred face showing his interest. “You have the most delicious scent.” His gaze was thoughtful on me. “But I smell males on you.” I’d thought he might. So, I had an excuse prepared. “It is nearly the Mating Moon, Alpha. Males have been musking me at every opportunity.” “Mmm.” He rumbled. “I want to musk you.” I nearly shuddered at the thought. Almost angry that another male would dare touch me. But I reminded myself that this was how I wanted him to think. I needed him not to know I was already marked. I had my hair covering my shoulders and neck for just that reason. Mary stood quietly behind me. Her hands linked demurely before her. A distance away. “Who is she? She doesn’t smell of wolf.” Keen senses. Most males were so lust
The NightHunter Alpha scooped me under my arms and hurled me across the room. I crashed over a chair and hit a wall, rolling to the floor and huffing to catch my breath. Mary’s blue eyes flicked to me. I gave her a hard look. Not yet. The longer I could stall, the further away the aggressive NightHunter guards would be from their base. It was clear he intended to be far more aggressive than I’d planned for. I slid my feet under me and rose. Lifting my head with all the pride of a hundred Gallion descendants behind me. “Oh, a tough one, are you?” He marched across the room. His dirty hands already lifting toward me. “That’s okay. Breaking the proud ones is always the most gratifying.” He was still aimed for me with dark intent. “I suppose I should’ve told you. I save all tenderness for my mate, all you get...Is to bleed.” He reached me and tossed me to the floor. Ripping more of my dress loose with his o
“Mmm.” Rebekah murmured. Liking the sound of that.“Don’t let it go to your head, she-wolf.” He pointed to a hazy shape ahead. “You’ve a task just ahead.”The bleary outline near them moved forward and stepped from the grass. Turning to a bare leg slipping between bits of leather as her foot touched the ground. Drawing the immediate attention of the three wolves surrounding Marta, as they awaited a chance at her.One lunged, growling at the woman, materializing from shadows.Another woman, who’d been entirely invisible moments ago.Startling the animal as she took form.She swung her head toward him so quickly, that her thigh length brown hair swung out around her, mimicking the leather straps forming her skirt. She outstretched her palm and met the snout of the lunging wolf. Sending out a blooming white light. A hot current that touched through the animal.He whimpered and fell. W
They all looked up and met a pair of familiar dark eyes.The Alpha of the Asara pack.“Draven.” Rebekah leapt to her feet. “We had to come.”“I know.” Draven lifted a staying hand. Calming the woman. “I knew where you were going.”Rebekah leaned around him to see Lyra Lani standing just behind him. Casting her a betrayed look.“Don’t be mad at my mate.” Draven said in warning. “She did exactly as she should. She does not keep secrets from me.”He gave Fury a dark look.Fury straightened slowly.“You know well, I go where she goes.” He gestured to Rebekah.“I know you weren’t about to let her be alone out here this time of year.”Fury lowered his head but said nothing.There wasn’t accusation in Draven’s tone.It was flat. But those that knew him, knew he had a great underst
I swallowed nervously.Other wolves began filling in the clearing beyond the door. I looked back and saw they were the villagers we’d brought with us.But there were deeper sounds and I saw the moment that the more aggressive NightHunter guards returned.They too were in wolf form and there was no hesitation in them as they launched at the smaller, untrained males. Ripping at their throats and backs.I watched the decimation in horror. Shaking my head.By now Vanquish was charging the NightHunter Alpha.I suddenly wanted to scream for him to stop and retreat but I knew that Vanquish was too far into his attack.Trying to pull him out now will be impossible.I sent out a cry through the woods, calling to anyone, anything that might be out there for help. A long, broken sound filled with all the desperation that Marta’s had carried earlier.I hoped that under the Mating Moon, the sound of a female in d
Just when I closed my eyes,the NightHunter Alpha found my entrance. There was nothing I could do to make this moment stop. Just when I’d given up, there was a shout outside. “Stop!” All sound stilled.Obeying that authoritative command whichdemanded obedience. A voice which knew how to make others’ will bend. A quiet fell over everything and there was a bloom of darkness. Like a bleak cloud had just fallen over the camp. Blocking out every hint of light that’d previously come from the moon. Rendering even our refracting eyes nearly blind. There were faint sounds beyond the door of this hut. I heard other doors crashing through the forest and into the camp. Moments before a dark shadow filled the open doorway. Twisting to see off to my left, I could just glimpse the huge frame moving into the hut. Who now? Things were already about as bad as they could get. I already imagined that it was
“Thank you, Draven.” I stepped out onto the dirt and limped toward them. “Thanks to all of you for coming.” “We look out for our own.” Draven crossed his arms over his chest to give me an unreadable look. Saying I’m part of their pack. There was something touching in hearing that after feeling like an outsider for so long. As we stood there nodding to each other lights bloomed in the trees around us and people cupping bits of moonlight in their palms began easing from the dark shadows of the trees. “Everyone that tried to escape was brought down.” A large man with long hair announced. I gave him a quizzical look before realizing he was talking to someone behind me. Killian. “Mages...” “Mages.” “The Guild!” Members of the Asara Pack were whispering. There was growling and Draven was turning to eye them all closing in. “What is this, Vanna Rae?” He demanded. Looking fierce
Marta was willing to follow Lorem to the ends of Ferus.It made me consider how far I’d go to be loyal to my mates.What would I do for them?How many awful things would they have to do before my image of them changed?My instant thought was that they would never do something like what Lorem had.It’s not even a comparison.I looked at Marta.“My father should’ve banished you from the pack with Lorem.” Draven murmured. “I wonder how you’d have fared then?”“I’d have been with him.” She clawed at Fury’s grip but that was like trying to get a tree to release a trunk.He’s unmoveable.“What you want to do with her?” Fury asked.“Take her with us.” Draven said. “We’ll give her to the NightHunters and let them toy with her awhile.”Marta looked intensely nervous despite all her bravado.I bit my lower lip. Pitying her a bit for her fate.***Fury, Killian and Aviari had been talking ahead of us. Our army of wolves and mages were tromping through the woods so loudly that there was no mistak
“Her smell has changed.” Draven was staring at me as he announced it.I skittered into a sitting position. Reflexively drifting backward to put more space between he and I. Trying to protect myself.Which I’d suddenly had a much stronger urge to do, today.“I know.” Vanquish said. Rolling to lean up and give me a warm look over Hunter’s shoulder.I flushed. Biting my lip.How can they already know?I’m not even sure yet.“The Asara’s first pups are being carried by the Gallion Princess.” Vanquish murmured proudly. Meeting my gaze with infinite tenderness.My males all stretched to reverently place their palms over my flat belly. Rubbing it soothingly in a way that had me leaning back. Offering myself to more of their touch.I subconsciously flattened back out and ducked my forehead against Racer’s chest. Avoiding everyone’s permeating study and finding comfort in the warmth of my mate.Lyra Lani’s voice rose. “That’s why you’d not share the drink!”I nodded slowly without looking at h
I knew I’d hugged Lyra Lani a bit longer than I needed to but it was so nice to receive affection from a female after so long with only my mates for company. I gave her another quick squeezer before letting her go. She slid her hands down my arms and did the responding squeeze to my fingers right before she let them fall. Reassuring me that I had her support. And that she’s here. Her kindness nearly brought a tear to my eye. Hearing Killian’s voice behind me, I peered back at him. He bobbed his head in greeting and waved his hands in a motion for me to come to him. I did. Returning to hug him just as eagerly. I didn’t know how many times I’d embraced he and Aviari and BailaLae now, but I was beginning to feel like it would never feel like enough. Probably because I’m so scared of losing them again. Giving his dark, waving hair, a fond caress before turning my attention back to the girl
“Perhaps they do.” Killian nodded to the three identical males stepping into the small grove. My blood coated mates. They, all three, looked exhausted but unharmed. Thank Heavens! I was incredibly relieved to see them okay. Glad that the sounds of battle had died down. We won. Seeing how shaken I appeared, Vanquish immediately whirled to see the others appearing from the camp. “What’s going on?” He backed up toward me. Casting a worried glance over his shoulder before eyeing all the mages pouring from behind trees and the edges of the camp. Looking at them all just as warily as he had the first time, he’d seen them.
I flattened my back against the tree and held my breath. Praying that no one would hear me. That my bits of torn clothes wouldn’t guide them. And that I would still be whole by the time my mates returned from ambushing the camp. Please. I held one hand over my stomach. The other over my mouth to hush any sound escaping my throat. Boiling fear nearly paralyzing me. Making me feel choked as if I’d never get another breath of air through my throat. I felt the urge to move one of my legs, to alleviate the ache boring through me from my mates loving last night but I didn’t dare move. Stay quiet. I was reminding myself over and over in a steady chant. I’d never been so relieved when I saw the face of the dark-haired girl peek around a tree a distance from me and meet my look. I blew a relieved breath. Recognizing her immediately as my brother’s mate. Jade was her name. I recalled. Feeling my whole body rela
Just then Hunter scampered up to us. “I got his line.” “Which way.” “Headed North.” “Toward the WildWood?” Vanquish asked in surprise. “He must be thinking if he can make it there, we won’t follow him in.” Racer suggested. “We can’t.” Vanquish agreed. “Not with the wolf-hunting-Roamer there.” “What’s that?” I asked. “A troll. I think.” Racer murmured. “A giant. He hunts anything with fur and ears that seems like it might be a wolf.” “Why?” “It’s said that a vicious mage cursed him to forever be trying to destroy the Moontower Mob.” I gave him a questioning look. “Really?” Vanquish groaned. “Memory loss.” I tapped my head pointedly. “There was a castle beyond the WildWood-” “It’s still there.” Hunter injected. “I’ve glimpsed its ramparts now and then.” “Truly?” Even Racer looked surprised. And he’s usually the historian amongst us. V
The morning was chilly and there was a knock at my door very early. Hunter rolled to his feet from before me. Walking barefoot to pull open the door. Heedless of the fact that he was entirely naked. I lifted my head enough to see Killian was there. I moved to rise but Vanquish’s arm draped over me kept me from going anywhere. “It’s time.” He murmured from the doorway. “Get dressed.” “Time to fight?” “Not you.” Aviari joined Killian near the doorway, staying just from view. Unwilling to glimpse me in here with my mates. Even though my nakedness was shielded by Racer lying between us and the door. Killian glanced at him to the side of the doorway then back at me. “You’re going ahead to find the next camp for us…To track the NightHunter.” “What are you going to do?” I asked warily. “We’re going to confront the beast after us.” Killian said blandly. I could feel the rise of Aviari’s glee at
Racer’s fists dug into my hair. Pulling my face harder against him. But this time he brought me against the base of him. Pressing so far into my throat I couldn’t breathe. “Ah. Ah. Ahhh.” He too shuddered with pleasure. His head falling back, and his entire body angled toward my face in offering as his nerve endings exploded with life. I licked along his length. Coaxing the last few drops out of him until he too yelped in objection because he was so overly sensitive from his rough climax. He stumbled backward and dropped to the floor. Lying on his back as spent as his brother. But Vanquish was staring at me. His green eyes unblinking. Unwilling to allow me from his sight for even a moment. The intensity of him was nearly overwhelming. With his brothers out of the way he rolled us over. Hooking my thigh with his knee and turning me onto all fours, aligning him with me still. He re-entered me. Flexing through me. His power evide
That night we scattered to the emptied huts. I had no time to even look at the others. As soon as the strange ceremony was finished and wolves began to scatter to obey their new King of Alphas, I was pulled backward into the hut we’d still been standing in the doorway of. Racer kicked the door closed and all three sets of eyes landed on me. I sighed. A bit nervous that their aggression might be more than I could take tonight after the violent beating I’d endured. “Be gentle, Lovers.” I breathed. Waving them toward me. They nodded gravely. Knowing how careful they would have to be. All of them nearly shook with expectation. The pink haze of the Mating Moon was now in full effect, and it was reflected in the hardened arousal of my mates. I bid Vanquish to me and he dropped to his knees before me. Lifting me over his bent knees to settle down on him. Hunter slid in behind me. Crossing his knees next to Vanquish’s a