I stand beside the body of Isaac, set on one of the couches in the packhouse. Also in the room are Brandon, Arya, Devin, and Xander. The rest of the wolves are tending the fire, trying to calm the wolves from the three other packs who lost their mates today, and making another search of the territory for any sign of Mathias and his goons.
I have no idea how they made it so that Lacey didn’t feel what they were doing to Isaac. Not until his death. It happened at some point while we were in the air. Charlie called us and let us know that Lacey collapsed, screaming in agony before she passed out. She had been distraught since she woke, screaming that Isaac was dead and that her pup would never meet its father. They had to sedate her and keep her in the hospital, hooked up to monitors to ensure that the baby’s health wasn’t compromised.
I have never seen anything like what they’d done to Isaac. Not only had they beaten the
Hey friends! So several of you got some guesses right, but not quite everything. According to the prophecy count from the previous chapter, we still have one victory, one death, and one loss to contend with. Unfortunately, no special updates this weekend. My cousin who joined the Marines early this year is home for the first time since he joined before he is deployed...to effing Hawaii. Might have to go visit him when it gets too cold here in Maryland :) Have a great weekend and I'll see you soon!
This was…the worst, most fucked up thing that I have ever seen. Wolves are fiercely protective of their own and what they claim as theirs, so war isn’t unheard of. Though war has never been brought upon my pack in my lifetime until now, we have been allies to others who have brought us into their war. We have trained all our lives. And some of us are military vets who have been a part of conflict. In Vietnam, Afghanistan, and Iraq. My grandfather is a Vietnam vet. My father was a part of Desert Storm. I was lucky that I wasn’t deployed to any places where I needed to fight during my time in the Marines, but I understand the discipline needed to fight. And we have trained our pack in that vision. Seems that Gael and his bloodline have trained their wolves in the same way. And that’s how we’re training all of the wolves in our alliances now. But no matter where I’ve gone, no matter what I’ve seen i
When we get back to the Diana Pack, Meredith, Declan, and Lucille organize a remembrance ceremony with the other oracles. While we were still at the Blue Crescent territory, Meredith had asked that we bring back a container of ashes from the school. We would dedicate them to the Goddess and set up a memorial to those that died. Everyone, and I mean everyone, that was currently living at the Diana Pack attended the ceremony. Approximately 1,200 wolves gathered on the lawn behind the packhouse. The men who had mated wolves from the Lycaon, Mene, and Cancer packs were still having trouble just standing from the crippling pain of losing the other half of their soul. The other wolves may not have been in as much physical pain, but they were mourning the loss of their pack, their family, just as much. The oracles each wore floor-length, flowing midnight blue tunics, their feet and heads bare. All of the other wolves also had bare heads
We set up in the dining hall, which has become our de facto Alpha Council space. Gael brings Meredith’s chair to the center of the space, helping his mate/Goddess into her seat. Lucille offers the Goddess food and drink, which she declines.Devin and several guards bring in Naomi, Adam, and William. They are heavily chained with silver around their wrists, ankles, chests, and waists. Every inch of exposed skin is wrapped in silver to subdue them. The smell of burnt flesh fills the air and you can see the irritation on their skin every time they shift.The males shoot malevolent glances at the she-wolf, angry with the information that she had given us. But Naomi just stares at the ground, facial expression blank and body compliant.“They won’t need those chains any longer. They will remain peaceful, won’t you?” Selene’s face is placid, but the power in her voice causes all three w
¡Qué barbaridad! ¡Ella simplemente los mató! ¡Ella simplemente los mató jodidamente! ¡Justo en frente de nosotros! (Oh my god! She just killed them! She just fucking killed them! Right in front of us!). I stand there in horror, looking at my mate’s body performing the Goddess’s actions. I can still feel Meredith through the matebond. Still get occasional words from her. But it’s garbled. Like she’s talking to us through water or static. I understand enough to know that she is aware of what is happening. That she is safe. And that she is getting a front row seat to exactly what Santa Madre (Holy Mother) is thinking and feeling. I am so worried about her and our two pups within her. When Santa Madre transformed into her wolf, I thought that Meredith’s body wouldn’t be able to handle it. To cope with the change into the majestic wolf of a godde
I stare wide eyed at the Mother. “W-what do you mean?”The Mother looks into my eyes, her expression one hard for me to read. There’s…fear and…distress. Maybe longing?“Mother, do you want them to win?” My voice is a whisper, but with the quiet in the room, I know everyone hears me.“What?” Selene’s face pulls back in shock. “No! I would never…no. I just…”I kneel in front of her, taking her hands in mine. I stare deep into her black, bottomless eyes and send her all of my love. Through my touch. Through my gaze. Through fiber of my being, I let her know how much I love her.And a single tear leak from her right eye. I wipe it with my thumb, and she catches my hand and nuzzles her face into my palm, kissing it gently before pulling away. “You remind me so much of my mate, Endymio
I look at Mother Selene, sitting in Meredith’s body. I see the strain starting to appear around her eyes, the sweat breaking out on her brow. Meredith’s body is starting to have trouble hosting a Goddess. Her body is starting to reject the Goddess’s presence. “Mother, are you alright? Meredith’s body doesn’t look so good.” Gael and Hakeem, who had been in their own little bubble of happiness, obviously linking with each other, much of the time that Selene had been talking, jerk their gazes to their mate/Goddess. “You are wise, daughter,” Mother Selene smiles at me. “Yes, Meredith will need me to leave soon. And, honestly, it is time for me to go. I have given you all of the information that I can. There is just one more thing to do.” Selene turns to Lucille. The woman seems to look even frailer than she did at the beginning of the ceremony. Her once vibrant and plump features have become sunken
After the Goddess left last night and Gael and Hakeem took Meredith back to their suite, the Alpha Council elected to wait two days until we meet again. We need to come up with a battle strategy and figure out how to deal with not only this new trio, but also Julian and Mathias. But first, nearly every one of the trio females have OBGYN or GYN appointments in the morning and we all need our rest. Starting early in the morning, Arya had a follow up with the GYN to assess her healing after her D and C and to initiate fertility monitoring and possible treatment. Her appointment is followed by Charlie’s bi-weekly check-up, Meredith’s anatomy scan, and the initial appointments for Sandra and Bhakti. Holy hell, I hope that the Goddess doesn’t have both Sandra and Bhakti pregnant with twins. That would be the worst type of luck for their first pregnancy. And if all of the babies were girls? Poor Liam. And, of course, all of them a
We literally took over the entire waiting room. I mean, it wasn’t like anyone else was coming to the office today anyway, but we lunas and Arya decided to make the whole thing a party. We brought music, snacks, drinks, and games. The guys are going to come in during their mates’ appointments and visit for a while before and after, but this day is just for us. “So, what’s today’s appointment about?” I asked Arya. “Well, they’re trying to figure what my fertility schedule is and make sure that I’m completely healed from my surgery. They are going to clear me for training, combat, and other…activities.” Arya smirks when she says “activities.” “You mean sex? I bet Xander and Devin are going to be excited for that clearance!” I laugh. “You sure you want to hang out with us today?” “Yeah. Dev and Xan have training for the warriors this morning and a big pow-wow with the generals before our meeting tomorrow.”
This is the end of War of Threes, but the third book, Trinity of Power, is coming!!Important/Interesting Info:1. I will be taking a couple week break to get ahead of the book. It will post on the website on 1/31/22. It usually takes it about a week for it to show up on the app, because they have to sign the book and do all the paperwork and blah blah blah.2. I will keep my update schedule of Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, with the potential of special updates over the weekends.3. Main characters of the story will be: Severn, Corinda, Zak, Brandon, and Charlie4. If you're interested in hearing what I listen to when I write (other than the three gremlins that live in my house), here is my Spotify playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0Ff2Q8AQ5zlYP3MYFZVQzW?si=296adecc5dbd432b5. If you're interested in insights into the characters or the story or just wanna talk, you can find me on Instagram at "owlonmyw
“When did you see him, Lauren? When exactly did he leave? Where did he go?” I’m screaming, unable to keep my panic at bay.“He was here about 45 minutes ago. He left at almost exactly 4:40,” Lauren is sobbing, trying to remember all of the details.“He said that he was going through the forest path,” Carl says, putting on his shoes to come help us look.“He must have been getting flowers for Charlie. That means that he was going by the pond,” I murmur.We pour out of the house, running to the back of the house, Dev, Arya, Charlie, and me. Everyone else is already out searching for Brandon. Where the hell is he?We run to the pond and it’s like a mini natural disaster happened. A tree is moved, like it literally took a step out of the ground. The dirt is overturned and the tree’s roots are pulled from the ground. The branches
One Month Later…This month has been fucking insane, not just because my mates and I have barely had any sleep because of the pups. I mean, we are blessed that there are three of us, but there are two pups. Two. We feel like freaking zombies.Did you know that newborn pups eat every two hours? Not two hours between feedings. Two hours from when they start. I shit you not. Charlie feeds them both at the same time, but between getting them up, changed, fed, and back to sleep, it’s at least a half hour process. So every hour and a half, we’re up. I love Jerry and Christy, I really, really do. But, fuck kids, sleep!Our parents saw how insane we were and they also knew how important this time was for all of the packs as we were trying to sort out leadership while attempting to find CCS, who had gone strangely quiet
I’m in shock at that last little tidbit that the Mother throws at us. I just stand there, gaping at her.Devin pulls me into his arms, literally jumping up and down while holding me and whooping with wordless excitement.Mother Selene smiles even wider, laughing her tinkling laugh as the full weight of her words hit me.No, it won’t be the same. There will still be grief when we wake up tomorrow morning and he isn’t there. When our pups are born without him standing next to me. When we have to discipline the pups, or have a fight with each other, or take down CCS. When our pups say their first words, or have their first day at school, or find their own mates.No, it won’t be the same. But at least we will see him. We can hold him. We can hear his voice and see his smile again, not just in our memories.It’s better than the nothingness that I thought we would have, the bla
I think I’m still sitting on the ground with Arya cradling me, but honestly, you could have told me that I had just been launched into outer space for a mission to Mars and I would have believed you. All I can see were the black depths of Selene’s eyes. I can’t hear anything but the roaring in my ears. I can’t feel anything but an intense chill. Demi-gods. Fucking demi-gods? Arya is the first of the two of us to find her voice. “You’ve got to me shitting me!” she whisper-shouts at the Mother. “Demi-gods? What the hell do you mean?” “You both have had so much pain in your lives.” Arya gives a dry snicker at that, but Selene continues, looking to me first. “Devin, you’ve dealt with feeling that you had to hide who you were, hiding your love for your first mate, all to appease some antiquated thought of what leadership should be. Arya…” The Mother gives a large, deep sigh. She cups her mouth and n
“You told me I would be safe here! That Mathias would have no control over my life if I joined the Artemis Pack!” I scream at the Goddess, spit flying and my face heating with my rage. I jump off of the pyre and take large strides toward Selene. “Does this look fucking safe to you?” I fling my hands back toward our mate’s lifeless body on the pyre.“Arya, I – “ Mother Selene starts, but I’m not done.By now, I have crossed the distance between us and am face to face with the Goddess inhabiting Declan’s body. “First, you take away my family and force me into that den of assholes, homophobes, and rapists. Then you put me in a situation where I had to reject my mates and allow my ‘packmates’ to beat the fuck out of me. But then you tell me that I’m safe and that Mathias won’t hurt me again.”I step into the Goddess’s inhabi
I stand behind Arya, Devin, and Xander’s mom’s chairs. Zak is to my left, directly behind Devin, and Charlie is seated directly behind Arya. They are holding Jared and Christine, bundled up against the night chill. All of our friends and family are gathered around us: Lauren, Clara, Meredith, and the other she-wolves around Arya and Xander’s mom, and Richard, Carl, and the other alphas around Devin. The pyres are set up in front of us. Arya and Devin have barely spoken since we found them. We still don’t know exactly what happened, only that Arya is Luna and Xander is gone. They sit, dried eyed, just staring at the wooden bed where their mate lays. The family members of the deceased are all dressed in white in their mourning, but Devin and Arya are both dressed in a deep forest green. One of the few things that Arya said was that her family dressed in the favorite color of the one who passed on. It was a way to honor th
Brandon and Hakeem stay with Devin, Arya, and Xander’s body while Gael and I slowly make our way to where the battle just stopped. There are a few skirmishes here and there, but nothing that our wolves can’t handle. Some wolves from the Blue Crescent Pack don’t like that they have a new alpha or that she’s a female or that she is…was mated to two males. Fuck ‘em. I don’t care what they like. Now that they’ve stopped fighting our people, they can go rogue or we can imprison them or we can kill them. It honestly doesn’t matter to me. This ache in my soul won’t go away. I’m missing my friend, my brother. Zak? Brandon? What happened? Charlie asks through the mindlink. We had kept our connection open throughout the battle, so Charlie knew everything that had we had shown her. But the severing of Xander’s bond with us had cost us a lot of energy and having the link open constantly was too draining.&
After linking Xander and Devin, we shift and run into the forest to aid our allies. We leave Naomi behind, taking control of her pack. She has mindlinked them all, ordering them to stop fighting. Most of them have stopped, but because she hasn’t officially taken control of the pack and had them swear fealty to her, they don’t have to listen. And not all of them do. There are some who thrived under Julian’s rule and are pissed. They are only a small group, but they are made up of some of the fiercest warriors that Julian had. And they have gone into the forest to help support Mathias. The good thing is that Jeb’s warriors had been absorbed into Julian’s, so by killing him, we took control of two-thirds of the warriors. And they were also pissed. They never wanted to be a part of this, let alone have their pack taken over by the “Bloody Rogue Prince,” their pet name for Julian. They had been pissed that Jeb ha