Adrian BlackthroneMy Morana seemed to be happy with the newest development. That was good; as long as she kept herself safe from now on, it would continue to be great. And telling Rowan about the baby went really well. I know it was a bit too soon, but miscarriages aren't common among wolves, so we
Morana Ambrose. With all the excitement that was whirling around us, it seemed like time was moving so fast. With the news Adrian gave me after the visit of our friends, who were now our family, I was left with more to contemplate and a lot more to do.First there was congratulating Adam and Agent
Morana Ambrose. My nerves were frayed most of the day. Between fine-tuning all the details of the dinner for tonight, stressing over said dinner, feeling nauseous out of both nerves and baby housing, and trying to make sure that everyone that was supposed to be there was indeed there,.Finally, it
Morana Ambrose. The foyer, with its bright lights and dark, panelled walls and dark wooden floor, was like a setting for a scene from a drama unfolding before us. The happy vampire and nervous wolf staring each other down. Beads of sweat were forming on Cullen's forehead. His posture was rigid and
Adrian BlackthroneI never expected that Calix would mate with Cullen right after he got here. That was unexpected and frankly quite surprising, but mates were beyond our choosing. There is someone out there for everyone, and the goddess chose Calix to be Cullen's mate. But how fortunate they would
Adrian Blackthrone. "WHAT!" The anger and rage were clear in his voice. "Warren was further gone than I thought then." Rage was still pouring off of him."Is there something wrong?" I asked him. Cage had just told him about Warren attacking and slicing open Cullen’s shoulder."There very well could
"And what exactly is different about my essence?" Morana asked him nervously."Well, Morana, I see the wolf essence in you, strong and powerful." He smiled at her, and she nodded. "I can see the essence of a powerful witch, but one as of yet untrained." Shock flitted across her face now as she liste
Morana Ambrose. I don’t know why, but I didn’t want to talk about my wolf. I know I have one, and it sometimes talks to me and saves me at times. Adrian told me about it, and I wish I could shit into my wolf and talk to her like everyone else. I wonder when that will be. Noticing the shift in my m
“Exactly,” Morana said, her eyes sparkling with determination. “We’ll teach them to be brave, to stand up for what’s right, and to love fiercely.” After dinner, we moved to the living room, the kids nestled in our arms. The atmosphere was warm and cozy, filled with the soft glow of lamps and the s
I leaned down, kissing her forehead softly, feeling as if we were the only two people in the world at that moment. “We did this together, Morana. Always together.” “Hey, you two lovebirds!” Rowan called from the doorway, a wide grin on his face. “Hazel wants to know if you’re ready for a family di
Adrian Blackthrone. Years later. I paced anxiously in the hallway of the hospital, outside the delivery rooms, my heart racing with excitement and a hint of anxiety. Her cries from inside of the room make me feel more anxious. Today was a day we had both anticipated and dreaded—the day our liv
Adrian BlackthroneI heard it—a heart-wrenching cry that cut through the silence like a blade. “Adrian! Adrian!”My heart shattered at the sound. It was her voice, raw with pain and desperation. I woke up and pushed myself up. I glanced at the sword pierced into my chest and slowly pulled it out. M
"A test?" Adrian frowned, his brows drawing together. "What do you mean?"Selene’s eyes softened, and she gestured toward the waterfall. "Walk with me."He followed her, the pups padding alongside them as they made their way toward the water’s edge. The sound of the falls grew louder, a calming pres
A heart-wrenching cry from Morana echoed across the battlefield, so profound and full of despair that it felt like the earth itself wept in sorrow. The sound cut through the chaos, louder than the clashing of swords and the roaring of wolves. For a moment, everything stopped—the hunters, the witches
Morana Ambrose. I was on the verge of losing consciousness, slipping into the dark void that was beckoning me with open arms. But through the haze of agony, I could make out the witches surrounding me, their voices raised in urgent chants, their hands glowing with the raw power of magic. They were
This couldn’t be happening. Not now.Through the haze of pain, I heard Adrian’s voice in my mind, a desperate command, but I couldn’t understand it. The bond between us was crackling with urgency, but the pain was too overwhelming, too all-consuming. I couldn’t focus. I couldn’t think.Adrian howled
Morana Ambrose. My breath came in short, desperate bursts as I dodged another blast of black magic from Carlisle. His eyes glowed with malice, dark energy radiating from him in waves as he sent another spell flying toward me. He somehow gained more dark magic Adrian was beside me, his massive lycan