EverestI stood rooted to the spot, staring into the eyes of this creature. Its blood-curdling screams echoed off the mountains and its eyes were glued to me. It flapped its massive leathery wings and took off into the air, circling high above us.“What the fuck is that?” Finn shouted.“I – I think I’ve seen it before… but I can’t remember what it’s called.” I shouted back. We ducked under the nearest tree and Finn sent out a mass mind-link to the entire pack to stay indoors.“We’ve got to kill it” he growled. He shifted into his massive grey-blue wolf and ran out of the trees, searching the skies for the creature.I stood against the tree and closed my eyes, wracking my brains to remember where I’d seen it before. White, leathery skin, wings, fangs…A shriek rang out through the skies as it circled, searching for something. Finn growled and snapped, unable to reach it. A memory sprang to my mind of a page in the Wyntor family tree. A creature with long talon-like claws. I panicked, re
FinnI rushed forward and caught Everest before she hit the ground, as everyone else stood there too stunned to move a muscle at what they’d just witnessed. I picked her up in my arms and carried her over to the bed on the other side of the room. The golden orb on her forehead was still fading and her skin was still feverishly hot. The room had burned with her aura, and everyone had been forced back to the edges to escape the intensity. The doctors rushed forward to tend to Lupin and check her vitals, and Dayna, Caleb and Kali stood there looking shocked.“What the hell was that?” Dayna gasped.“Everest’s a gifted wolf…” Kali whispered, her eyes wide with amazement.“Holy…” Caleb held Kali against his chest, his eyes as wide as hers.“Alpha Finn," Doctor Raphael looked at me "your sister’s accelerated healing started as soon as the toxin was out of her system. We’ll give her some blood, but I she should come around soon.” I nodded, trying to keep my composure.“Please take Everest to a
EverestEvery muscle in my body ached. Using the gifts had proved to be exhausting, but I was grateful that I could help people. Finn had woken me up to shower and ‘talk’. I knew he just wanted to complete the rejection and get it over with since we’d been interrupted last night. I’d told him that I loved him, and he’d still wanted to end this anyways. I knew now that no matter what happened he was never going to change. At least I’d had the chance to tell him once.I thought about the way the Aswang had acted. It had stared directly at me. It wasn’t there for Finn; it seemed like it had wanted me. Even with him attacking it, it had charged for me. I felt its hunger for me. Maybe this was all connected somehow. The aswangs appearance, the attacks, my abilities…maybe it was all tied to me. I scrubbed my skin until it was reddened trying to clean Lupins blood off. I wanted to check on her before I went home. I climbed out of the shower, wincing at my achy muscles and pulled on a scrub sh
EverestHis lush lips found mine with a hunger I’d never seen in him. In a second my back was against the wall and his hands gripped my hips pulling me into him. The only thing I could think about was getting closer. My hands moved to his hair and our tongues tasted one another. His lips travelled down my jaw, along my neck to the soft spot between my neck and shoulder. He kissed and sucked my mark spot causing me to moan with pleasure. My whole body felt electrified by him, and he was ravenous for me. His hand moved underneath the loose shirt I was wearing, massaging my breasts, while the other slipped down into my core. I cried out as he found my sweet spot, and my arousal coated his fingers and my inner thighs. “Mine” he whispered against my ear, as he took control of my body. I opened my eyes, looking directly into his deep blue orbs. His eyes burned with passion, and they were unguarded. I could have stayed in that moment forever, but a voice in the back of my mind told me it woul
FinnI would have taken my side being gashed open by an aswang one thousand times over the pain that had erupted within me when Everest had attempted to reject the mate bond. It had taken every ounce of strength I’d had to hold myself together enough to decline the rejection. I could feel the tether to her holding on by a thread and I’d grasped on to it with everything I had. I left the room and fled the house, trying to run from the pain that had consumed me upon her rejection. Nothing quenched the flames that scorched me on the inside. I fled into the woods and shifted allowing the grief to envelope me alone in the dark, damp forest. I deserved it. I’d ruined everything. Lupin had nearly died trying to undo the hurt I’d caused, and Everest had given up on me. I hadn’t given her a reason to keep trying, but now that I knew what I wanted, and needed, it was that much more painful to see the repercussions of my actions. My life had gone from feared leader of the largest pack, to revolvi
EverestMy first thought when I opened my eyes was of Finn. He’d probably realized I’d left by now. The small, petty part of me felt good about disappearing on him after everything he’d put me through…I knew it wasn’t the healthy thing, but I’d tried to end it and he hadn’t accepted. He was still loving the game too much to call it quits, I guess. I knew the day would come where I had to face him again, but it wasn’t today. I sighed quietly and leaned my forehead against the cool widow of the car. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on the present and leave him in the past. We’d been on the road for over 6 hours. Kali and I had fallen asleep in the backseat around seven AM and Caleb had kept driving. It was now half past nine and the terrane had become much sparser since we’d descended down the mountain. I stretched trying to wake up my arms and legs again, kicking Kali. “Whoops, sorry!”She groaned, waking up groggily.“Morning sleepyheads!” Caleb called from the front seat. “I don’t
FinnI banked around corners as fast as my Ferrari would go. One of the many upsides to living off the beaten path was that you could rip on the open highways in the rainforests of coastal British Columbia without running into a soul. The engine purred as I pushed the pedal to the floor. I was at least six hours behind them, and I was aiming to cut that in half with some risky driving. I didn’t care that she didn’t want me there. This entire situation had endangered my pack and I wanted some answers about this prophecy. Not to mention she was my mate, and I wasn’t about to risk her safety just because she was upset with me. I really thought the whole ‘being emotionally attached to someone’ thing was going to be impossible for me to do, but so far, the instinct to protect her had come pretty naturally…hopefully the rest would too.The hours dragged on and the trees passed by in a green blur. I’d already covered way more ground than I’d planned. I was catching up to them quickly. I pulle
EverestI woke up with my cheek pressed against a muddy floor. All I could smell was earth and decay. The steady drip, drip, drip of water echoed around, and I had a metallic taste in my mouth. My head pounded and a big goose-egg had risen where I’d been struck. I could hear shuffling around me, but I couldn’t see anything. I didn’t know if that was because I was blindfolded, or it was just pitch black wherever I was. Muffled voices were whispering somewhere but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. I groaned and blinked open my eyes. What the hell had happened? My last few moments came rushing back as I remembered the terrified look on the gas station clerks face as her bones cracked and her chest was ripped open…the aswang. Fuck. I tried to scramble upright, but my arms and legs were aching. I felt like I’d been cramped up in a small, tight space for hours. My wolf’s night vision kicked in and showed me my surroundings. From what I could see, I was in a cave…The walls were made
EverestPain. It radiated through every part of me, sharp and unrelenting, dragging me into a cold, suffocating reality. I had a long gash down my forearm that dripped blood steadily. My wrists burned where the ropes dug into my skin, tied so tightly behind me that I could barely feel my fingers. I was no longer in my wolf form…He must’ve soaked the ropes in wolfsbane. My body trembled, human and vulnerable now, as I hung limply from the tree they’d tied me to.Iza’s voice slithered through the air, soft but venomous.“You look so fragile like this,” he purred, crouching in front of me. His black eyes glinted with cruel amusement, the shadows of his magic flickering around him like living things. “Where is your precious glow now, hmm? Where is Selene’s power?”I lifted my head weakly, my glare cutting through the pain. “Go to hell,” I spat, my voice hoarse.Iza chuckled darkly, his pointed teeth gleaming in the dim light of the clearing. “Oh, my dear, I’ve been living in hell for cent
EverestThe forest swallowed me whole, the sounds of the battle fading into muffled chaos behind me. My heart thundered, every step driving me closer to the witches who had orchestrated this nightmare. The bond screamed for me to stop, to turn back and find Finn, but I pushed forward. This ended tonight—no matter the cost.Their energy pulsed like a beacon, sickly and dark, guiding me deeper into the woods. The gifts Selene had given me flared stronger the closer I got to their foul magic. On a night without a moon, my glow was all the light the forest needed. A soft silvery haze bathed the trees, the shadows twisting and curling unnaturally as though they feared my presence. My paws hit the ground in rhythmic thuds, quiet and deliberate as I honed in on my prey.Twax and Iza were close.A few more minutes of running and I saw them. Twax hunched near a crude altar, his single arm fumbling with a vial of dark yellow liquid. A low growl rumbled in my chest as I spotted his maimed should
EverestFinn had barely acknowledged me in days. It was like standing on the edge of a cliff, the bond between us stretched so taut it might snap at any moment. Every glance, every word exchanged felt sharp, strained, and deliberate—like we were both trying to avoid spilling over into an argument we couldn’t come back from.He ate, slept, and lived battle preparations. He didn’t ask if I’d eaten, or if I’d rested, or if I needed anything. He didn’t linger when we crossed paths, didn’t hold my gaze longer than absolutely necessary. Didn't ask to talk, or attempt to mend things. It hurt more than I wanted to admit.It wasn’t anger I felt from him. Not really. It was something quieter, deeper. A kind of grief that twisted and coiled in his aura, pressing against the bond like a thick fog. It seeped into me every time I felt his presence, and I hated it.Ten days passed in a blur of preparation and tension until the new moon had cloaked the world in impenetrable darkness. The pack sat in
EverestThe air still smelled of smoke, the acrid scent clinging to the ruins of the village. The distant crackle of burning wood had long since faded, replaced by an oppressive silence that settled over the devastation. Onyx Moon felt like a ghost town—its spirit gutted by the chaos of last night.I picked my way through the streets, boots crunching over glass and debris. Broken walls leaned precariously, the remains of homes and businesses crumbled in on themselves like fragile bones. The east wing of the hospital was little more than a charred skeleton, its shattered windows framing a scene of ruin. The bodies—too many bodies—had already been shrouded in cloth. But the weight of their loss lingered, heavier than the wreckage. Bill and Annie. Gone.One of the forsaken had survived, though just barely—the one who had killed Annie. It was subdued now, locked away in a secure cell with wolfsbane coursing through its veins, but I couldn’t help wondering if there was even a sliver of the
**this chapter contains themes of graphic violence and death**FinnThe mindlink hit like a blade slicing into my skull, Duncan’s voice frantic and cracking with terror."Alpha—monsters—hospital—carnage everywhere—"The connection snapped, leaving nothing but the echo of his panic. I shot out of bed, my wolf snarling in the back of my mind, claws already scraping for control.“What is it?” Everest asked, sitting up, her voice groggy.I didn’t answer. I was already moving for the door. My pulse roared in my ears. Something was wrong—deeply, violently wrong. I could feel it like a storm crawling under my skin.“Finn?” she pushed, her tone sharper now.“Stay here.” The words came out like a growl, harsher than I intended.Everest bristled, but I didn’t wait for an argument. I slammed the door behind me, praying she would listen this once, sprinting down the stairs, my senses locking onto the scent of blood hanging in the night air.Blood. Soaking the air square in its copper tang. Smoke
EverestTheo sat upright in the hospital bed. The sheets had been changed to get rid of the gore that had come off him. He looked straight ahead, not at Kali or I who sat either side of him, his brown eyes vacant and dissociated. He’d awoken a few hours ago but hadn’t said anything. His leg, ribs and arm had all healed nicely. His black hair was still gory, and he needed a shower, but he was alive, thank the gods. The doctors had assessed him and maintained that he was perfectly healthy, that perhaps he just needed time to recover from the trauma within his mind. Sienna had curled up on the sofa on the opposite wall when she’d heard he was okay. Poor thing had barely slept for days and had experienced some gruesome trauma of her own. Kali and I had shown Theo photos of the three of us when we were younger to try and jog his memory, but he had barely looked at them. It was like he was in some sort of daze, and he only seemed to know one word. “Sienna”. He would rasp it anytime his eyes
FinnThe hospital’s fluorescent lights buzzed faintly, a stark contrast to the stillness of the room. Theo lay motionless on the cot, his chest rising and falling in uneven intervals. Sienna sat rigid beside him; her hands clasped so tightly her knuckles were white. She hadn’t moved since they’d brought him in, her eyes darting to the door every time it creaked open, as if expecting someone—or something—to come for them.Finn lingered near the window, his arms crossed, his wolf pacing beneath his skin. He didn’t trust her yet, not fully, but something in the way she held herself, the broken desperation carved into her expression, told him her story was far from over. Kali and Everest sat on a small sofa against the far wall, holding one anothers hands. Everests head rested on Kali’s shoulder, but her eyes were gazing out the window, distant, as though she was listening to voices on the wind. Caleb had gone to sure up the border defences and prepare the arial weapon strike we had plann
FinnThe stench of blood and rot reached me before I saw them. It clawed at my senses, setting my wolf on edge. Caleb and I burst through the trees at the border, my paws digging into the earth as I skidded to a halt.Sienna.She staggered into view, barely upright, her arms wrapped around a man’s half-conscious form. His head lolled against her shoulder, and his legs dragged uselessly behind her. She looked like death warmed over—clothes shredded, face streaked with blood and grime, her movements unsteady as though the ground beneath her feet was giving way.My wolf snarled in my chest. I didn’t trust her. Couldn’t trust her. Not after what she’d done to Everest.But something in her eyes stopped me cold. Panic. Desperation. I shifted, giving her the opportunity to speak.“Sienna,” I growled, standing upright. Caleb stayed in his wolf behind me, his hackles raised as his eyes darted to the shadows of the forest. He was thinking what I was: this could be a trap.She collapsed at the so
EverestThe sharp taste of bile still lingered in the back of my throat as I splashed cold water on my face. My hands trembled against the porcelain sink. Morning sickness had always seemed like a minor inconvenience in the stories I’d heard growing up—a small price to pay for the miracle of life. No one warned me how it would leave me feeling like my body was no longer entirely in my control.Finn’s footsteps echoed outside the door. He was pacing again, no doubt trying to decide whether to knock or give me the space I’d asked for. My chest tightened at the thought of the worry etched across his face.I reached for the glass bottle tucked into the top drawer. The tonic Rowena had given me sat cold and still in its glass. Its promise was simple: delay the inevitable. Buy time. Time to prepare, time to fight, time to heal.I held it up to the light, the golden liquid catching the faint glow of the lamp. Was this what a good mother would do? Was this what my child needed?Finn tapped on