Woo double chapter. Things seem to go going well, but for how long? And YAY it's time for the Bloodmoon Wedding and that means a reappearance of Andre!
If this was anyone else’s wedding, I’d not be going. I don’t like leaving Mount Adams with Noya and Wade out there. And I sure the fuck don’t like leaving Talia. That’s not to say I don’t trust Collin and Tanner to run things. Or that I don’t think they, along with Khalid and Dani, can keep Dani safe. I’m also not knocking my pack. We’ve come a long way in a short time. But we still have issues, even inside the pack. While everyone is there voluntarily, we haven’t had our official ceremony, so they aren’t bound to me by a blood oath. And only half of them are Silverclaw by blood. Many of the mates have issues settling into pack life, having been rogues for their entire lives or too long to remember pack life. It all leaves me on edge as we drive to the Christian ranch. “Everything will be okay.” Isis assured me, placing her hand on my leg “I hope so. I don’t like us being so far from home. Not with Noya out there and not when we haven’t taken our formal ceremony to bind the pack.”
Despite the beautiful venue and this lovely occasion that brought everyone here, I’m still worried about how things are going back at Mount Adams. I’ve been keeping reasonable control of my feelings about it. I don’t want Kurt to be more worried than he is. And I know if I don’t keep my worry bottled up, he’ll feel it and add to his. So instead, I focused on the event we came for. Having the wedding at the Christian ranch is just perfect for Luna Aurelia and Alpha Logan. Being in nature and then the sentimental value of being at her family home. Aunt Sarael and her staff had done such wonders with the flowers. Honestly, all the vendors did a fantastic job making this outdoor ceremony look magical. I couldn’t help but get teary-eyed as they exchanged their vows. I hadn’t expected such sentimental romantic words from Alpha Logan. But that just goes to show you should never assume anything about others. I chuckled as Alpha Logan and Luna Aurelia were kissing, rather passionately for
I knew things were going too well. I should have trusted my gut. We shouldn’t have come to the wedding. When Sarael took Isis aside, I returned to our table to get a drink. And just because I could, I checked my phone to see what time it was. Apparently, I checked it just in time as I received a text from Khalid. Khalid: Under attack. Those two words made my blood freeze in my veins. I was right. Noya would think us being away would be a perfect time. Two words changed everything. I grabbed our things, ready to find Isis and get out of here, when she walked back up to me. I felt terrible because I could feel her joy as she approached me. She had something happy to share, and I ruined it with this news. We didn’t say goodbye to anyone. There was no time. Our pack was in danger, and because we hadn’t completed the blood oaths, there wasn’t a pack link to connect everyone. Hell, because we had to renounce Bloodmoon, I don’t even have a link to Collin and Tanner. And there’s no t
I hadn’t expected anyone to notice we were leaving and certainly not to hitch a ride with us to Mount Adams. I wanted to protest that he should go back or something, but he seemed very confident he was where he should be. I couldn’t stand around or waste time taking him back anyway. I have a pack to protect. So after kissing Kurt good luck, I let Bastet take the lead, and we set off in the direction of the fighting. Nigel was right on my heels, his wolf keeping close, eyes focused everywhere, probably assessing what danger was coming from and how to protect me. He is a natural bodyguard. No wonder Uncle John wanted him assigned to me, even if only temporarily. I couldn’t communicate with anyone but Kurt, yet Nigel seemed to know exactly what to do as we turned a corner to find some Silverclaw wolves trying to defend pack members who couldn’t shift. Nigel simply rushed forward ahead of me, using his body as a battering ram to knock away the Syndicate wolves. The Silverclaw wolves bo
Nigel POV: I leaned in the bedroom doorway, watching my mate put the finishing touches on her make. She has no idea how gorgeous she is. She never has, probably from growing up as a tomboy, spending her childhood running free in the Adirondack mountains of New York with the Ironfur Alpha and Beta heirs. I always tell her that she is the most beautiful and sexy woman alive. She always tells me I’m a liar but with that soft smile and blush on her cheeks. I know she’s offered to let me leave her in these last eight years as we’ve yet to bring a pregnancy to term. I could never reject her. I don’t care if we ever have a pup because she is all I need to be happy forever. She is the air I breathe, and her love sustains me. “We need to go, gorgeous.” I smiled as she looked up and made eye contact in the mirror. “Unless you want to be late to Alpha’s wedding because I’d be happy to see that little black dress in a torn heap on the floor.” I smirked. “We will not be late for Alpha Logan’
Nigel isn’t the first casualty of this almost never-ending war. I know that might sound harsh, but this war with the Syndicate has been going on longer than I’ve been alive. Nigel is, however, the first casualty I could see I personally knew. And he died not only in my territory but also protecting my mate… I’m never going to forget him or his sacrifice. When this is over, the first chance I get, I will see Holly. I can’t imagine what she’s going through, and thanks to her mate, I didn’t have to go through it myself. I’ll focus on what I’m going to say to her later. Right now, I’m sitting in my office at the castle with my ranked wolves, Khalid and Dani. Wade is dead, so Noya will be weaker. We just need to find out where she is and put a permanent stop to this. “If we are going to act tonight, we better do it fast. Not only because you don’t want to give the Syndicate a chance to regroup but because we are running out of night, and Dani will have to rest. Not to mention we can kis
We needed to end this quickly. The sun was going to come up in three hours. But between the eighty warriors I was bringing, John’s hundred, and Caleb’s twenty-four vampires, I think we can take down the stragglers from the Syndicate. I’m sure some traffic laws were violated as we drove vans from Mount Adams to the meeting point with Bloodmoon and Caleb’s clan. We seemed to all arrive close to the same time. As soon as I was out of my van, I spotted John and Caleb. They were already standing off to the side, talking. I quickly made my way to speak with John and Caleb. “John. Caleb. Thank you both for coming. I know we are running out of time before the vampires will need to take cover for the day. So let’s make this quick.” I greeted. “John, we know this place. I say we stick to the same play. We break up into four groups to attack from all sides. Try to not kill any innocents, meaning unshifted or women trying to defend their pups. I’m sure there are still some here.” I instructed.
I know I agreed to stay in the tunnels to protect those who can’t fight. But I feel really ineffectual right now. ‘Because we should be at our mate’s side. We should be with him making sure he is safe. We should be making sure that fucking cunt dies.’ Bastet growled, pacing. I sighed, trying to think of a response. To think of something that would rationalize why we are here and not out there. Something that might settle Bastet. Feeling someone tugging at my arm, I blinked and looked to my right. Talia looked at me with more worry than an eight-year-old ever should have. Looking past her, I see many worried faces huddled together in the tunnels. This is why I’m here. Kurt only took eighty warriors with him. I am responsible for the rest of our pack. That’s over two hundred people hiding in these tunnels. Over two hundred people are looking to me for guidance and protection. These are people who are too young to shift, have young children they need to protect, are too old to fight,
Dacian POV Mother fucking back… rib stabbing Sevastian. I don’t care that he’s my brother by blood. He has betrayed me and the rest of the Death Legion in favor of those go monkeys in The Black Vipers. They dumped me just inside werewolf territory, knowing the sun would be up soon and if I somehow found shelter without help, I’d be dead before the wolves found me. Sev trusted the wolves would find and kill me if I lived that long. With me out of the way, our father and the rest of the legion would never know the truth. He’d either carry on as a double agent for the Vipers or help destroy the Legion. I had to live to stop either of those outcomes. Sev would pay for his betrayal. I would be the one to make him pay. I just needed to survive long enough to do it. I’d managed to get from where Sev had dumped me to a secluded cave before sunrise. I knew that in my state, I didn’t want to be here later when the black bear, based on the smell and massive scat, almost stepped in and came hom
Zoraida POV Do I believe my little cousin that he saw not only Luna Laraine’s ghost but also a little girl, possibly a witch, during the full moon last week? Not really. It’s not a slight against Jamil. It’s just that he’s five, and the night before, he was told a ghost story about his very dead great-grandmother. Of course, it was going to make him jumpy. Tiziano is the only one that fully believes Jamil, but well, he’s a sucker. Owen and Olivia were more skeptical, but they smiled and told Jamil that if he was sure that’s what he saw, that’s what happened. Just what my cousin doesn’t need, a bunch of ‘yes men’ in his ranks. I’m the only one that called bullshit and suggested Jamil had a nightmare. I couldn’t explain the girl, but that doesn’t make it any less bullshit. When Aunt Isis and Dad checked his room and the dungeons, they found nothing suspicious. I’m a hunter, so I believe in what I can prove. Jamil is family, and I love him, but because of that, I have to be honest with
Nyx POV “Go spy on the wolves. You’re too small for them to notice. Your magic isn’t strong enough for the hunters to trace.” I grumbled, repeating my grandmother’s demands. I’m only five. What does Grandmother expect from me? I like to think I’m powerful for my age. Not that I have other witches my age to compare myself to. It’s just me and my grandmother, though there’s a coven not far from us that grandmother is trying to get us into. I hoped to find something on this spying assignment to get us in with the coven. I’m only five and sick of being just me and my grandmother. I wish Mom were still alive. I don’t even remember her. All I have is her picture, which I keep in my locket. I frowned, stopping to pull the gold necklace from under my shirt to look at it. “I wish I could remember you,” I sighed, touching her picture. When the smell of a campfire and the sound of voices reached me, I quickly closed the locket and put my necklace under my shirt. I suppose grandmother was rig
Jamil POV “I’m going first!” Owen Kearney shouted. “All right, fine. Wow us, Kearney.” Zory waved her hand around the circle of heirs seated around the campfire. I giggled. My cousin is unintentionally funny. She’s like Tio Khalid and Tia Dani, so serious she’s funny. I know she’s our oldest, but she should lighten up. Maybe she doesn’t think she can lighten up as the only human among us heirs. It would explain why Tio Khalid is always so serious. “Talia told me this one when I was Jamil’s age,” Owen began. “Ooo, I know which one,” Olivia, his twin, interrupted. “And I’m the one telling it. So quiet.” Owen rolled his eyes, pressing his finger to his mouth to shush her. The Kearney twins are always fun to be around. They had a fun dynamic, always teasing each other. Sometimes, it made me wish I had a brother or sister. Being an only child can get lonely. Tiziano knows how I feel. Zory, too, but she had a big brother who stopped to visit, so it’s different. I know my Aunt Talia, b
The following chapters are a Halloween treat, featuring the heirs of Silverclaw and some new faces we may meet again someday. It’s been over a decade since Alpha Kurt and Luna Isis overthrew the crazed werewolf-witch Noya, freeing those forced to follow her and restoring the Silverclaw pack to the glory of old. Now, to the children of Silverclaw, all the danger and death of their parents’ time are merely scary stories to tell around a campfire. Tales even the heirs tell to scare each other. What happens when those scary stories start to become real? As an added note, The Reluctant Alpha, including these bonus chapters, is now available in paperback.
Time flies when you’re having fun. Or at least that’s how the saying goes. And given Isis and I are going on a second honeymoon vacation to celebrate our third wedding anniversary, it rings true. It still feels like just yesterday that Isis popped into my hotel room in London, and we learned we were mates. So to realize that it’s been five years since then is crazy. And now we are off to Athens to celebrate our third wedding anniversary. We planned to be away for a week, though our fellow ranked members assured us we could take an extended trip. It mainly was Collin and Tanner teasing me that this wasn’t a second honeymoon but a baby-making trip. And I guess, in a way, it is. Isis and I have discussed starting our family, and she didn’t get a new birth control implant so we could start trying. But I also know this trip is more than just a chance to be alone with Isis and perhaps conceive an heir. I choose Athens over all the places in the world to travel to for a particular reason.
In the last two years, my life has changed so much. It had its high and its low points. But for every low point, I had infinitely higher points. I found out I was a werewolf hybrid and that my online crush Kurt was my soulmate. I lost my mother, and the only man I knew as a father disowned me. But I didn’t lose all my family. I kept my brother and gained a sister-in-law. I also reclaimed an estranged Aunt acquiring an Uncle and his family by extension. So losing my mother and the man I called father was far outshined by the new larger family I gained. Then there was the whole mess with Noya wanting me dead to take Kurt for herself. But she failed, and it cost her both her mate and her own life in the end. And I gained a little sister and a pack. That has been the most significant and beautiful change, only seconded by Kurt proposing to me. It’s been a challenge to learn how to be a Luna while finishing my studies. But I made it through knowing I could depend on Kurt as well as my f
It’s only been a few days since the pack ceremony, and it’s still weird to hear the voices and feel the emotions of hundreds. Sure I was in the Bloodmoon pack link, so I was connected to thousands then, but as Alpha, it’s different. I can’t believe Logan manages to deal with this on a larger scale. Isis, Khalid, and Dani experienced difficulty adjusting to the pack link. None of them are used to being linked to multiple people like this, Isis more so as Luna. Khalid and Dani got it easier as they just had to tune out their thoughts. As Alpha and Luna, we have also to keep emotions out. But I think we’ve been doing well, and we’ll keep getting better at it. Today, however, the thoughts and emotions of the pack are strong. Today is the winter solstice, and Isis had her mind set on a pack-wide holiday festival. Everyone in the city is buzzing with excitement and joy to celebrate. Isis has no real experience celebrating Christmas, so I was more involved in this event. I’m of course ver
I don’t think I’ve been more nervous about something in my life. I was so jittery while getting ready that I nearly let my hair stay in the curling iron too long. Thankfully Zelma took the iron from me before my hair singed. Thankfully I had the others to help me. And I tried to distract myself from how nervous I was about the ceremony. I don’t know what all goes into a pack ceremony like this. I witnessed Aunt Sarael’s Beta ceremony, but that’s very different. All too soon, it was time to go. Everyone had gathered downstairs, waiting on Kurt and Khalid. And oh boy, when Kurt came down the stairs. Don’t get me wrong, Kurt is handsome no matter what he’s wearing. ‘Especially when he’s wearing nothing.’ Bastet snickered. I opted to ignore her, which was easy enough given I was distracted by how good Kurt looked in his tux. I had picked it out and knew he’d look good, but I hadn’t realized how good. Given how we both seemed to be in a lustful daze looking at each other, I at least kn