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Zander’s POVChristian effortlessly shifts back and comes to stand in front of Liberty, sandwiching her between us.“You will be ok baby. Trust that justice knows what she is doing and allow her to take control.” I whisper in her ear and spread my hand over her stomach, warm, calming energy passes from me into her and her breaths become slow and steady.“You will feel the shift, like pressure and pulling. It will ache and tingle for a few seconds, but it won’t be painful sweetheart.” Christian holds her chin in the ‘v’ of his hand. He kisses forehead and I feel his fingers spread over her lower back as he adds to the energy already flowing through her. Our parents used to call the gift ‘Alpha sedation’, and it’s been used by Alphas in our line for generations for many acts and deeds we are ashamed of. Christian and I have an agreement to only ever use it passively unless lives are at stake. We discovered, during our research, that many alphas have a gift of some sort. During the last
TRIGGER WARNING. THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES FAIRLY DETAILED DESCRIPTION OF SEXUAL ABUSE. ‘Keep your eyes closed and don’t move.’ Justice calmly tells me as I begin to regain consciousness. ‘What happened?’ my head feels like it’s splitting and the urge to reach up and feel where the pain is radiating from is strong. My legs hang limply over an arm, another arm cradles my back and my body jolts as the person carrying me takes clumsy lumbering steps. ‘Can’t you smell him? It’s Beta Vinny. He has been carrying us for a while now. I have no idea where we are. You can’t open your eyes yet, we need his guard down if we are going to get away. I need more time to heal you. Your body is tired from our run, it shouldn’t be much longer.’ It’s a good thing Justice is so calm and collected under pressure. All I can remember is seeing the Beta’s boots, feeling bile crawling up my throat, then nothing. I must have passed out. As my foggy mind clears, my senses become heightened. The mild, lingering od
Christian’s POVI was the first through the door when we finally came to the abandoned hunting lodge in the Southern Mountains. It took our best trackers over an hour to pick up the trail and my imagination has been running away with me the whole run here. Kendrick’s biggest mistake was stationing rogues as lookouts along the way, their stink led us right to her. The slaughter of Kendrick’s men happening behind us is nothing compared to the sight that greets me as the shitty, rotting door falls in front of me.Liberty is naked and tied to the bed at her neck with her legs spread wide and bound to the frame. A body flies through the air and hits the wall so hard the flimsy building rocks with the force.Zander pushes past me and runs straight over to Liberty, she is shaking so hard I can hear her teeth chattering from where I’m stood, frozen to the spot. It takes a moment for me to process what is going on, what has been happening in this room.There is a hint of blood in the air. When
Hunter’s POVIt was common knowledge in the pack that our Alphas have claimed a mate. The bond we all felt was too strong for her to be anything less than their fated mate. The effect of the pack tethering to her crackled through the pack house like an electric shock wave. The excitement was palpable, and there have been excited whispers about the packs future being secure in the days since.Myself and a few others knew about the young wolf they found at the border. Gabe and Uriel have been convinced since day one that she was their mate. Even during training, they gabber like old women, sharing pack gossip like it’s a knitting circle or some shit, and the young she-wolf was the hot topic.Since Chris and Zand filled us in on Kendrick and some of the Luna’s history, I regretted not accepting their request to become Beta years ago. I had my reasons at the time, one of which still stands. Two Alphas should have two Betas. It’s simple math and I have no desire to be a third wheel. My mai
Alpha Kendrick’s POVChristian.Zander.Hunter.Liberty.That is they order in which they will suffer then die.They may think they have won. They probably believe they can break me, the arrogant fucks. I’m ashamed to admit I have been broken before, by my father, and I will not allow myself to crack again. I should be grateful really. His betrayal showed me that the only person I can count on is myself, that life lesson is the only thing he passed on to me. He walked away from me before I was born, not that I knew until years later. I am the bastard son of a pretender.If we are going to get hung up on technicalities, Shadow ridge should have passed to my younger brother, the true heir. It is unfortunate for him that he happened to meet his untimely end during his sacred day celebration hunt, leaving me as the only successor. Mother had her suspicions about my involvement that day, she wasn’t as blinded as I had allowed myself to believe. Up until Luca’s death, she had always chosen
Liberty’s POVYou know those mornings when you wake up, but you’re yet to open your eyes, and you tell yourself you will, just five more minutes? This morning is not one of those mornings. Five minutes wouldn’t scratch the surface. Five days, now that might put a dent in the monumental mound of emotional bullshit I’ve been suppressing.“I know you’re awake little one.” Zander’s deep, rich voice comes from the chair beside the bed. His voice would usually settle the under current of shame and confusion rolling inside me. Not today, maybe never again. Guilt creeps to the surface and leaks out of my eyes. Vinny almost broke me, and he would have if Justice hadn’t forced the command. How will Zander and Christian ever forgive me? They were so close, literally right there, they must have felt it.“Open your eyes baby.” A rough, calloused finger lifts a tear from my cheek and sends tingles up into my scalp. Even though I have betrayed him, he is right beside me, he deserves better.“I can f
Hunter’s POV“Sweetheart, this is Hunter, Uriel and Gabriel.” Christian’s face softens as he beams at Liberty and gestures to the three of us.“Pleased to meet you Luna, and everyone calls me Gabe.” Gabe stands and gives a small bow of his head in a show of respect. None of us know quite what to do with ourselves, seeing Christian smile and the way he talks to her so softly, it’s like seeing a fish out of water.“Good morning Luna.” I stand up, pushing my seat back with my legs. “I’m Hunter, your Beta. It’s my honour to serve you.” I can see why the brothers would be so taken with her. Sure, she is beautiful to look at, but it’s more than that. There is something I can’t put my finger on. The moment I laid my eyes on her I felt a deep urge to protect her and keep her happy. Maybe it’s because Zander told us about what she endured when Kendrick had her, but I think it’s more. It’s not the first time a she-wolf has escaped abuse and been taken in by the pack, and they never affected me
Liberty’s POVTingles erupted up and down my arms and legs and everyone around me sounded like they were under water. It’s the weirdest feeling, like Justice is just beneath the surface but not in control, more like she becomes part of me in my human form, I can’t explain it properly.The edge of the table comes rushing towards my face and there is nothing I can do to stop my head smashing right into it. One sickening thud followed by another draws everybody’s attention to me and a flurry of blurred faces hover above me before it’s lights out.I know I’m unconscious, I’m fully aware of the burning sting coming from above my eyebrow, and the heavy weight of my limp body being carried. I don’t have any visions or see anything really, apart from the occasional flash of faces from my past. I have a feeling though. Like a voice inside my head, telling me to follow my gut, I know what needs to be done, but it won’t be easy.My gut is telling me there is more happening here than meets the ey
Dear readers.Thank you all for your support of the first book of my Twin Alphas trilogy. Book Two, Twin Alphas' Celestial Luna, is now available. If you are using the updated version of the app, it should come up automatically for you. If you aren’t using the updated version you can search for it by title.I hope you continue enjoying the story of Pine Lake pack and everything that unfolds in book two.I love to read all of your comments and reviews, so please stop and say hello, let me know what you enjoyed or what you hope for the future of the pack. I reply to as many comments and reviews as possible.As always, thanks again, and happy reading.VB xx
Twin Alphas' Celestial LunaChapter TwoLottie’s POVRosaline warned me that coming home would be overwhelming and my ties to this place and the land, would be empowering. I believed every word she said, but I didn’t realise how much more power I would have access to just by being back on home turf. I can feel it moving under the ground, spreading from root to root until it channels up through the earth and into me, its willing conduit. I think some of what just happened was probably fear and survival instinct, but it’s not like I was just lighting candles from across the room like I did under Rosaline’s guidance.I’m telling you, those flames must have been ten feet high. I wouldn’t be surprised if I looked in a mirror and saw that I have no eyebrows or eyelashes. My powers might be impressive to an onlooker, but I find them intimidating, especially after the couple of mishaps I had back at the beach house. The less said about that the better. I’m not sure I’ll ever live it down, and
Twin Alphas' Celestial Luna. Book Two of the Twin Alphas' trilogy Chapter One Liberty’s POV “We will cross that bridge if we come to it.” Christian is here, his voice carries a bit of a warning and a lot of fear. I can hear his words but feel like maybe it’s a dream, or a memory. His presence, regardless of form, soothes me. The salinity of Marcels blood wakes my taste buds, and my mind slowly rouses further. It’s definitely not a memory. Not a conventional one anyway. I have taken the place of Luna Serephena and my mother in my vision. Everything has come full circle and I’m laying here on the damp forest floor being fed the same blood that once sustained my mother, and in turn, me. I’m surprised to notice the blood trickling past my lips is cold, tepid at best. I didn’t think it would be cool on my tongue. I mean, I never really gave much thought at all to what blood would taste or feel like, but I certainly would have expected it to be warm. I tentatively swallow as more of th
Marcel’s POV Liberty leaps off Zander’s lap and reaches her office door in one single movement. “Where is she going?” Hunter looks at the door, quizzically, then everyone in the room seems to realise at the same time, she has just run off on her own. I know it can’t be because of what I showed her. Nothing about that would have her sprinting from the room like the devil is nipping at her tail. “I have no idea.” I stand but am almost immediately knocked back down by the two hulking Alphas who jump to their feet and make a beeline for the door, hot on the heels of Hunter. Gabriel and Uriel give each other a weary, knowing look, Gabe rubs his chin between his thumb and forefinger and Uriel scratches at the back of his neck. The two of them obviously have no idea what’s happening. “There are wolves at the beach, near The Rocks. They have already taken the lighthouse.” Esme’s flat, emotionless tone is chilling and she sits, staring vacantly into the middle distance, her eyes glazed over
Liberty’s POV If I have gained any insight from the last few months, it is that holding on to the past is like trying to swim against the tide, with other people's choices dragging you down. It takes a tremendous amount of energy and courage to let go and move on, but it is necessary for our own growth and healing. I’m done with all the anger and sense of personal loss. This is about so much more than me alone, and it is the others like me that I fight for. For my pack, my pups and all the young women who never made it out of that room alive. Justice has been a beacon of hope in my mind throughout this entire journey, giving me strength and courage to push forward even when times have felt impossible, especially during the moments when Kendrick's haunting presence invades my nightmares. I have been blessed with the opportunity to truly live life on my own terms, something that I never thought was possible or even wanted before. I won’t allow anyone to taint it. Averson has fucked
Imelda’s POVMy family is small and scattered across the world, but most beloved of these is my only grandson Hunter, who I last saw when he was a baby. Afraid of his untapped powers in the wrong hands, my daughter and her mate pleaded with me to bind his powers and help hide him from the magical world, his Alpha blood and magical heritage would make him a target for his entire life. I did as they asked and bound Hunter's gifts so he could live his life safely and happily. It was a difficult decision to make, yet necessary in order to keep him hidden and protected from the dangers of the mortal world and power hungry shifter rebellion.They both agreed that when he came of age, I would lift the binding and protection ward, and he would travel to the far lands with me to learn how to use his gifts, something his mother would have taught him as he grew into them naturally in normal circumstances.Over the years, I kept a close watch over Hunter despite physical distance. From afar, I ha
Hunter’s POVI don’t remember if I ever saw my mother shift, I must have, I can’t recall any time in particular, but then, I don’t remember much of my younger years at all. I have maybe four or five clear memories, none of them good, but all the little details are lost to my struggle for survival after a left the pack.I knew I wouldn’t have any semblance of a life if I stayed there. The way my mother was treated showed me that. I understand now. Ever since the truth came to light about my identity, when Esme helped me fill in the blanks, I would have been next in line to be Alpha. Not that I could prove my parentage, but the threat was obviously real enough for them to take extreme measures to make sure the truth never came to light.She was different, no matter what they put her through, she always had a smile for me at the end of a long, hard day. She would sing, and tell me stories of brave men and women, their struggles and triumphs. She never hid the savagery of the world from m
Liberty’s POV When Esme told me she wasn’t coming to The Rocks with the rest of us, I was surprised. I may have only recently got to know my aunt again, but it became obvious soon after her arrival that she likes to insert herself into all and every drama. Everything was put right in the world a couple of minutes later when she pulled me discreetly to one side and told me that someone would arrive here whilst we were all gone. Obviously I was reluctant to leave her on her own to begin with, but she assured me that she would be perfectly safe. She said she knew who was coming and they are no threat to us. In fact, they are here with Averson and have been expected for some time. Averson was on the beach with Gabe and I was itching to get the answers to many questions. I have had his name weaving between everything going on in my head for days now. Up until yesterday I had no idea who he is, why he would come here, or what his arrival means. So I did the only thing I could think to do.
Averson’s POV This is precisely the dramatic affair I had hoped to avoid. Coming face to face with the family that had once thought me dead and I had happily allowed them to live in ignorance of my plight. The son I was taken from and great niece I never knew and couldn’t protect, are now on their way to pass judgement on me. I can only hope their minds are open to the reality of what I have to tell them. When news reached me of my former pack’s annihilation I spent several long months in the mountains, riding the cusp between somewhat sane and feral, torturing myself with the what if’s. I knew I should have returned home sooner and taken my place at the head of the pack. I could have warned them all about what was going in so close to our doorstep. I escaped two years one hundred and thirty seven days after the rebellion captured me, but I chose to stay away for over two decades. That is on me, and it’s a burden that has grown in weight every single day since. When Alderian stepped