Deidre
I breathed in, calming the drumming of my heart, its relentless beating against my chest. This was the closest I had been to my daughter in years.
I gazed down at her, soaking in the sight of her petite body, her beautiful silver waves spread on the infirmary pillow beneath her. Her tiny form was tucked under the blanket. I had prayed so hard to that the Goddess back at the infirmary that she didn’t have serious injuries or head trauma that I didn’t give myself a moment to consider who my patient really was. But now?
Now, I wanted nothing more than to see her open her eyes, an echo of her father in their depths.
I had craved the rare cases in which we were in the same room; when Perrin had brought the twins into the Alpha Suite. When we had sat together for form
Deidre“I said,” Mistra seethed, “What the FUCK are you doing here?”“Mom, why are you screaming?” Kira’s voice was muffled from where she hid--both from the sun and her mother.“Do you make a habit of this, young lady?” Mistra yelled. “Bringing home strangers with you?” She pointed at me, but I could tell by Kira’s sudden stillness under the blanket that she was confused. I took the opportunity to rise to my feet, straightening my jacket and hair as I rose.“What are you talking about?” she asked, pulling the blanket from over her head. Then she saw me, bloodshot eyes popping open wide. “Luna!” She attempted to wrestle free of the blankets, and for what reason I’m not sure. A haze of whiskey
LunaI felt like literal death.As I turned on the shower, steam quickly heating my small bathroom, I tried not to think about the screaming match that had just occurred between my mother and the Luna. What was that all about, anyway?Was I really in that bad of shape last night that the Luna thought she had to stay by my bedside? Why hadn’t she just kept me in the infirmary? Or had I ever even made it to the infirmary?Thinking made my heart hurt. I showered slowly, relishing the feel of the heat. But it also made me slightly dizzy. I wasn’t sure if it was the hangover, the giant bruise on my head, or the fact that I didn’t stand a chance of finding the Luna if I didn’t eat or drink something sometime soon.I stepped out o
KiraThe fresh air didn’t feel fresh enough. I gulped it in, leaving the pack house lobby and out to the front steps. I held my chest as if that would help.Goddess, this was still all so humiliating. I wanted to tell Lo. To keep the story straight. She didn’t deserve to take it out on my brother. Not like I did. And despite what I had told myself yesterday, Justin’s and Ethan’s mating still felt like some cruel joke. Some horrible type of betrayal.And what made it all even worse, if that was possible, is that Ethan didn’t even ask for this. He never had even pondered what it was like to have a serious girlfriend. Boyfriend, I corrected myself. Or beyond that, a mate. And he’s the one that ends up with one?I wiped the puke from my mouth, stepping towards
Perrin“On the floor?” I repeated, incredulous. The thought of Deidire sleeping on anyone’s floor, let alone Kira’s, was almost laughable. But the look on Ethan’s face was equally confused.“I’ve never seen my mom go at her like that,” he said, as if reliving the memory. “I’m surprised you couldn’t hear her.”I shrugged. “I decided to get in a run this morning, so I probably left before it all went down.”“It doesn’t really make sense though, does it?” He asked. His face cocked to the side when he was lost in thought, just like his sister’s.“Honestly? No,” I said, racking a set of weights and spotting Ethan as he took his turn.
PerrinI opened the heavy doors to the pack library, feeling the strain on my already-tired muscles. Apart from a quiet she-wolf at the reception desk, the entire building seemed empty.I walked past a few shelves, my head swiveling from left to right. She had to be back here somewhere.I gambled a look over my shoulder. The pack receptionist pointed with a long, bony hand to my right without raising her head from her book. I silently thanked her, then treaded lightly towards the stacks in the far side of the giant stone room.“Hello.” I looked around but didn’t hear her voice.“Lo?”Her blonde head popped over a set of books that she had been hiding behind, her chin-lengt
Kira I pulled into the staff parking lot behind the infirmary, parking Ethan’s motorcycle behind a row of cars. I checked my watch. Good. I was a few minutes early. I hauled the food off the back of the bike and set it on one of the picnic tables by the door. A few healers on the neighboring tables didn’t even look at me, absorbed in their phones or magazines as they took their breaks. I set out the food, meticulous that everything was there for Jaz. I had called ahead to one of her favorite spots--one of the places I knew Perrin loved to take her, and ordered way more food than necessary. But I wasn’t sure what she was in the mood for, and apparently I owed her my life. I may not have booze money for the next week, but at least it was something.&nb
Ethan“What did she say?” I asked as Perrin returned to the locker room.“8:00 tonight. Her suite. Don’t be late.”I squared my jaw and mentally threw out the plans I had been concocting for another midnight stroll with Justin out the window. “Ok. Thanks.”“No problem.” Perrin threw on his sneakers and walked with me to the sparring room.“So?” I prodded.“So what?” He said, preoccupied with his taping up his wrists.“What was the emergency?”“Oh, it wasn’t an emergency,” he responded. “Not even clos
EthanThe rest of the afternoon I spent tidying up the living room, cleaning what I could, and (once I found it) vacuuming the dining room.I had stopped by the kitchen on the way up, requesting service for three in our suite for 7:00. Dina seemed overjoyed to help, but only under the condition that I’d eat the three sandwiches she handed me on my way upstairs. (“You’re too thin!”)I had texted Justin to confirm that I’d meet him around the back of the pack house by the gardens. After deliberating what Perrin had shared this afternoon, it didn’t seem as though meeting him in the pack house lobby, nor him taking an elevator up to the top floor, would go unnoticed. So he agreed, with full understanding, to meet me out back by the gardens outside of the kitchen. To my surprise he knew exactly where I was
EPILOGUEMarge shuffled through the archive, her shoes making the only sound in the quiet stone building, echoing all the same through the high vaulted ceiling of the church building above. She raised a gnarled hand to the shelf and deposited the book after two tries, her hands shaking slightly with the cold. There were only a few books to return tonight. Far fewer than there had been when Leila had been here.So why had she waited until this late in the evening to do it? She just shrugged and pushed on, the slow creaking of the cart’s wheels punctuating the silence, her old watch on her pale wrist noting the time; 1:45 a.m.She really had no business being there so late. But she had gotten caught up in one of her research projects, spread out across her circulation desk and totally lost in thought until the rumble of her empty sto
Perrin“How long is it going to take?”I sat on Lo’s bed as she shoved clothes into her suitcase. “Maybe a week? I’m not sure.”“Why don’t you just leave all of that stuff here?” I pointed at the suitcase. “It’s not like you’re not going to bring it back.”She heaved a heavy sigh, full of fake exasperation. “I still have to pack it to move it down the hall. It’s just easier if I do it all at once.”“Nah. Let’s just throw it all in some garbage bags and unpack later.”She laughed. “Hand me those shoes?”I strode over and picked a pair
Perrin “Because I never want to create a monster like my father.” Silence hung in the room. I digested each word, the implications of it. “But you’re not…” I said, more for myself than for her. “No, I’m not. He never got his hands on me. My little brother made sure of that.” And even though she spoke in a viscous, quipping way; there was a hint of something grateful in her tone. “So he won’t be anything like him!” I said, assuring myself more than anything. “Does it matter?” She snapped, regaining her typical composure. “If my father’s insane lust for power is hereditary, then it’s best that the blood line ends with me. At least my brother won’t be breeding any offspring considering he’s gay–” sh
Perrin I glanced at my phone, then at Lo. We had made love for several hours, refusing to stop until we had our fill of each other. But each time hadn’t felt like enough, leaving us drained and happy but wanting more. After one particularly hot session in the middle of my bed involving whipped cream, I pulled her close to me, blissfully peaceful with her cradled in my arms. I felt her stomach growl against my hands. And apparently hungry. I swept my mouth to her ear and felt her shiver against me, goosebumps appearing up and down her body. I fought the impulse to warm her with every inch of mine. “Do you want me to get you a snack?” I said, and waved the small can of whipped cream in front of her face so she could see. She hummed lazily in my
PerrinAnd it had happened like that.I recalled the broad strokes for my friends.“You what?” Ethan said, shocked and nearly angry. “You can’t make that kind of promise!”Justin shook his head sagely. “That’s free reign, Perrin. And a dangerous move, backing out of every challenge. It puts you at a huge disadvantage if anyone trespasses on your territory.”“Or attacks on your land,” Ethan said.“Or poses a border dispute,” said Kira.“How will you expand?” Ethan asked, c
PerrinI tried to cover the nail marks she had left on my shoulder with a spare set of scrubs from Deidre’s office. It was no use. The scrubs were too small, tugging comically at my shoulders and Lo’s pink cheeks and ruffled hair couldn’t be fixed.We had retreated long enough to ourselves, and I pulled us back into the world of the living and down the hall, walking hand in hand as we rejoined our friends.Ethan smirked when he saw us. “Nice.”Kira rolled her eyes, glancing at her imaginary watch. “Couldn’t you two wait?”“At least get a shirt,” Ethan added, eyeing my bare chest. I had ditched the scrubs, unable to get them over my chest.
PerrinWe didn’t talk as much, even though that had been the plan.I had taken one of the chairs opposite Deidre’s desk, hoping to keep my brain thinking platonically for as long as possible. But part of me was still in shock. I could smell the smell of her coconut shampoo. See the glimmer of her earrings in the desk lap. And I had felt the tips of her fingernails as I held her hand; the short ones that she chewed on when she was reading and lost in thought.But I knew it was definitely her the moment I felt my head slightly dizzy with the draft of warm honeysuckle, intoxicatingly perfect.I wasn’t shy, needing to have her by my side. I pulled her easily into my lap, and she didn’t protest, as if still quite unsure that all of this was really happening either. She swun
PerrinAs soon as Mark dismissed the crowd, the crowd had begun to descend from the stands in droves. It hadn’t taken long for Lo to find me, fighting the current and pushing her way against the flow of teaming bodies and up to the platform.I sensed her, long before she ran up the platform stairs, Justin hot on her heels. I dove past my father, darted behind Mark and ran to meet her, not caring for any protocol or public indecency. I needed her.Her scent hit me first. It made my blood sing and my heart beat so fast I thought it would stop.And then there she was. The sight of my home and my heart, running and slipping across the wet platform towards me.My weight almost buckled beneath me, the unexpected reality of seeing her here st
Justin The arena was packed. I could hear an excited roar from the crowd from behind the Lodge, drifting over the top of the massive building and floating through the chill evening air. Lo parked illegally in front of the entrance to the building. Now was not the time to point it out. A series of battered and limp-hanging banners and signs showed the way around to the back. It had rained today, apparently, and we made progress towards the arena as quickly as we could, sludging through mud and the trampled pathway. A stadium had been erected, filled to the brim with stands of onlookers, cheering and applauding in a range of darkened colors, soaked from the rain. Despite the bad weather, it hadn’t dampened their spirits. The crowd had been here all night, awaiting the results. Colored tents for each challenging pack were spaced ou