For 15 days they had searched and searched. They searched until fewer and fewer people showed up to help them, the town starting to doubt the girl’s survival. The sight had the eldest twin fighting off his fits of rage, how could these people not see how important it was to find the girl his mother was so convinced was still alive? Jean watched on in despair at her angry son and felt the guilt as her niece became more and more depressed as each sunset passed. The wary mother watched on as her son’s mood became darker and darker each day. She feared his heart would soon follow. Had she been right in keeping these secrets from her children? Had she and her husband been right in sealing away the power that could have saved her daughter? Was she wrong for refusing to go to the pack for help? Will her stubbornness to keep Alexa’s existence from Aaron going to be the cause of her death? These thoughts haunted her day and night, and fear gripped her in the wee hours of the morning. She wo
It was so cold that Alex could no longer feel her fingers, let alone her toes. She glanced at them despairingly and frowned at the unflattering black color they now sported. If she did not find a way out of here soon then she was going to start losing digits. How much longer could she go on like this before her body gave out? It felt like she had been in this forsaken place for months, but her sense of time had long since flown out the proverbial window. Since her tumble with the large wolves the wound located on her occiput had reopened further drenching her dirty red hair in her blood. She had spent the rest of the day in a haze often blacking out for what could have been hours at a time. The migraine that plagued her the night before after the fall kept her from sleeping for fear of a concussion. She had not seen those beautiful pair of eyes that had been her one constant companion since. She was almost sure that something was indeed still following her though she could not be sur
Two hours before had Aiden pacing back and forth as he anguished over the twelve agonizing hours he had gone without seeing his mate had started. And it was driving Griffon up a wall. Finally, after not being able to see her, but feeling the pain, sadness, and hopelessness coming from his mate, he was told he was allowed to go on patrol. His father had left his study early that morning and was walking around pack territory, why was it every time Aiden tried to bring up his mate something or another stood in the way. Aiden had tried to talk to his father but was sent away. The same thing happened when Griffon had tried it. It was like the universe was going against them. And why did the sheriff wait until that morning to rescue his mate? Aiden didn’t understand what was happening, had the world gone mad? For their efforts, they were both sent on patrol. Although to Aiden it was hardly a punishment as it meant he could finally go and get his mate and return her to the Sheriff where sh
Ju All the while a werewolf’s world was overturned and nearly ending across town in a dingy bar Julian scowled darkly scowling at the patrons around him, a clear snifter clutched in his pale hand. The establishment was of a poorer taste than he was used to, but he had found himself in need of a drink. He swirled the topaz liquid in his glass as he continued to glower at the patrons of the bar. He lifted the glass to his lips and took a particularly large swig of the alcohol. He enjoyed the burning that the liquor had on his esophagus. It warmed his stomach, but it gave him no comfort. Dark mud-brown eyes lazily drank in the patrons one by one; he sneered in disgust until they landed on his brother. Raymond had surrounded himself with all sorts of women, nothing but harlots in Julian’s mind. His brother had not an ounce of finesse that Julian possessed and therefore the pale man could not begrudge him his behavior. Julian still needed him to accomplish his goals and therefore would
At first, Alexa was surrounded by a sort of nothingness that left her feeling as if she were afloat in a calm sea. A darkness that crept into the very crevices of her soul, the redhead could hardly feel anything but that nothingness, no fear and no pain, just nothing. It felt as if she were drifting in some weightless space far from the pull that gravity normally had over her body. Coldness crept in alongside the nothingness chilling her very soul. She watched this iciness spread from her veins and ooze into her skin turning it from a deathly pale into a sort of blue color, if she were to describe it it was almost a Saxe blue. Then a light caught her eye, in front of her burned a fire of the same Saxe color that was currently seeping into her pigmentation. Her pale fingertips reached toward it in an effort to find warmth and she watched with fascinated eyes as the tips of her fingers turned black as if burned from the icy flames. They provided no warmth but continued to spread the c
He felt relief flood his body like endorphins flooding his brain. He was almost high as he peered down at his breathing mate. Each breath she took was music to hears and soothing ointment his soul and his wolf howled in happiness inside him. Viridian eyes stared down at sapphire orbs in relief before frozen lashes covered them and her shallow breaths deepened and evened out with her unconsciousness. Aiden lifted his head and looked over his bare shoulder as his naked best friend sat there staring at the sky almost praying out of relief. His russet skin stood out in stark contrast to the bleached world around him. He turned his magenta eyes back towards his friend and they shared a long look. “I don’t know how to thank you, Griffon, truly,” came the grateful reply from the very grateful werewolf. “Don’t mention it,” the older man replied standing up from his seat next to the pale girl. Aiden stood with a lingering glance at the girl’s chest to make sure it was still moving, comfort
Jean Winters stayed up all night long unable to get her body to shut down for the night as it waited in the anticipation of seeing her daughter alive and well. It had been a long night for the matriarch as things between herself and her son had become strained, their relationship turned to stone with his anger. When she had first learned that Alexa had been found by the pack her heart had jumped in her throat and she had to squash the irrational fear that flooded her. She was terrified that they would somehow see the power she possessed locked away and that they would take her child from her. She was what they were unknowingly waiting for and that alone put her eighteen-year-old daughter in so much trouble. She had to remind herself that the spell she had done to lock that part of her daughter away was powerful and that to any supernatural being she would have appeared nothing more than human. That fact alone was the worried mother’s only saving grace and she had felt waves of relie
The white powder crunched beneath his bare feet with each hurried step he took as Aiden rushed through his home, Black Pines Forest. After coming to an agreement with Griffon that he would return the girl back to her family and the town his heart had not stopped aching. His wolf rampaged in the back of his mind echoing the dissatisfaction he felt toward their mate. But as Griffon had painstakingly pointed out she was still human, she may have been his mate, and although he could sense the strength of will, that could rival any Alpha he knew she was in fact still vulnerable to the supernatural physical strength their kind possessed. Even though Aiden and his wolf would do anything to protect her even he with all his abilities and strengths could not protect her from everything. It was a hard pill to swallow for the werewolf but one he was so painstakingly aware of thanks to his much older friend. He tightened his hold on her and pulled her shivering body towards his own. She was so st