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Chapter 10- Sloane, ten years ago

While we stumble through the woods, Cece’s lips are so dry they begin to crack and bleed, and my own aren’t too far off as my tongue is too dry to even wet my own lips. The air is hotter here, the bugs are out and thriving in this climate, and our thirst and hunger are no longer the only things which bother us. I’m soon covered in bites and welts that sting, and I give up on swatting away the mosquitoes from the patches of my exposed skin. I’m grateful my little sister doesn’t seem to be liked by the biting insects as much, but neither of us escape the scratches from thorns and vines that snake out in the path. Both of us are soon exhausted and miserable as the wolf forces us to walk through the night. And the wolf isn’t the only thing to be afraid of out here.Things move in the brackish water that smells foul. I figure out pretty quickly these woods led to a swamp. I’ve watched enough documentaries with Daddy to realize this, to know it’s likely man-eating alligators that move thro
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Chapter 11- Slade, ten years ago

About forty miles from the Florida line, in Waycross Georgia, I pace on the side of the road, gritting my teeth, and kicking at loose gravel with my boots. Our hunter band is caught up in the traffic of a road closure and I’m losing my damn mind at being forced to be idle and stand by. Once again, the tuniculas are fucking everything up, hindering our search of the rogue and the Cross girls, and making us lose valuable time. Every second counts in this hunt. We’ve already burned enough daylight, and with three a.m. quickly closing in, another night will pass for those poor girls in the company of their depraved captor. Only the moon knows what is happening to them. And I shudder at the thought.The law in this county as well as the Feds have created a roadblock in and out of Waycross, where Bale slaughtered eight humans only hours before. They aren’t making our job any easier as their closure has made traffic a standstill and pretty much blocked our access to the town. Not that we nee
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Chapter 12- Sloane, ten years ago

My little sister and I struggle through the swamp, our progress even slower by our lack of food, water, and proper rest for the past couple days. By the branches that snag our hair and clothes like thorny hands, roots tangling around our feet, animals slithering and darting into the brush around us, terrifying CeCe especially. Luckily, most of the big animals are asleep this time of day, or hide in the shade, only coming out when the ground cools and night falls.But the monster I fear the most is the wolf who stole us from the only life we ever knew and murdered our parents and dog, the one which can also wear the face of a man. I keep looking over my shoulder, expecting to see him there ready to pounce. Imagining those glowing eyes as the last thing I ever see before he rips out my throat with his sharp teeth or breaks my neck like a twig. To take me down the way he did Daddy, Mom, and those poor people at the gas station. I can only hope he sleeps the day away like most wolfs do
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Chapter 13- Slade, ten years ago

All my aches and pains are forgotten as I chase the scents and the screams. The rogue’s scent is so fresh and heavy in the air, like a rotten taint, he must be close by. Our pack stays alert, searching for any signs of him, any disturbed moss or snapped twigs, or rustle of an underbrush too large, any whisper on the wind that tells us our prey is here. It is likely the dishonored one is trying to lay a trap for us, because he is not the type to run from a fight. But he will try and even the odds, separate pack members to pick us off and play to his strengths. The rogue is fast and fights without mercy or honor, many do not see him until he is already upon them. And by then it is often too late. But our hunter band is the best among us and we are superior, we can best the feral and avenge the moon. He will fall on this day.The smell of his cub and human mate also fills the swamp air and they too must be near. We pick up their tracks in the soggy ground, small human shoes, and one litt
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Chapter 14- Sloane, ten years ago

I have lots of questions for the wolves, but every step I take is so much agony, its hard to focus on anything else. I bite my lip bloody to keep from crying out, but sometimes I can’t help but wince, and stumble when I step on something sharp. Every time I falter or hiss with pain, I feel the brush of fingers against my back to steady me, I hear the brown-haired wolf, no Slade, suck in a breath between his teeth. But still, despite the sweat that coats my brow, and the tremble of my body, I pull myself up straighter and continue down the path we make through the soggy ground and dark waters.River carries CeCe up ahead, naming the things we see around, the types of trees, wildflowers, the creatures we encounter in the underbrush both big and small. He knows a lot about the swamp. He plucks a salamander from the mud to give us both a better look and encourages us to feel its smooth skin. CeCe does so, but I shake my head, as I know this isn’t a picnic in the woods. I ache in so many p
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Chapter 15- Slade, ten years ago

As I stand running a hand through my hair in the girls section of Walmart, I realize my decision to have River stay with the girls, was a hasty one and I’m clueless and so far out of my element. My cousin would have been much better at this task, seeing as Riv has a little sister, my cousin Lark, whose ten now. I know nothing about girls clothes or sizes. And now I’m regretting my decision to leave him to watch over the Cross girls all because I didn’t want to be left alone with my mate. She’s the most intimidating, perceptive, and terrifying creature I’ve ever met. And she is all of eleven, weighs less than an unsheared sheep, and is very, very human. If my pack knew, I would never hear the end of it.Our hunter band left the vehicles in the parking lot of a twenty-four-hour big box store where they’d be unlikely to get towed. That would be some serious explaining to do if our rides got searched and we’d likely wind up on some terrorist watch list. Not that a werewolf can stay in pri
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Chapter 16- Sloane, ten years ago

I feel so embarrassed when Slade wakes me up later that night, that I can barely look at him. I got snot and tears all over him earlier, I cried like a baby, but I couldn’t hold it inside anymore. He doesn’t say anything about me using him as a teddy bear and a tissue. He apologizes for waking me up and tells me it’s time to bandage my cut-up foot and eat something. I’m too sleepy to argue with him, my eyes feel dry, and I know I must look awful, so I self-consciously smooth down my hair and make sure I don’t have any dried drool on my face. I wonder when I started caring how I look in front of him. I know he doesn’t see me in that way, thinks of me like a pain in the butt little kid more than anything else, but still I care.River smiles at me next to a box of pizza. CeCe is already seated at the table, eating a slice with sauce on her face, her little legs dangle off the chair, and I can’t believe I didn’t wake up when she got out of bed. I slept like the dead, though I feel I could
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Chapter 17- Slade, ten years ago

Watching my mate in so much pain and terror, nearly wrecked me, and I knew I had to do something. I couldn’t just sit by and let her suffer, I could feel her fear through the mating bond. I’d heard rumors growing up among the pack that not only could mates sense each other’s strong emotions through the bond, that it was also possible to conscientiously share emotions too. I didn’t think it was going to work, especially because my mate was too young to fully feel the bond, and because she is human, but I knew I had to try. So, I used a calming technique my stepmother Iris taught me back when I was at the height of puberty and learning to control my merge with my wolf, to open myself up to connect with the moon and nature, and I sent those feelings of calm and peace through the bond to Sloane.The serene smile on her face afterwards, the calming of her breaths and heart, proved it worked, and only then could I relax myself. I didn’t much like feeling I’d just emotionally manipulated my
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Chapter 18- Sloane, present day

I dream about my wolf every night. These dreams started not long after I moved to Shadow Ridge a decade before, and they began innocent enough back then. My wolf, with the emerald eyes and frosted grey fur, would walk by my side in the forest beneath the stars, keeping me safe as I chased fireflies, watched shooting stars, and picked wildflowers by moonlight. But as time went on, these sweet dreams turned into anything but innocent and now I look forward to them every night. And tonight, doesn’t disappoint.My wolf comes to me in the moonlight. I stand in the forest in a sheer white dress, my feet are bare, and the grass feels cool and soft against my naked feet. The night sky is clear, the stars dance bright, too many to count in a thousand lifetimes, the moon luminous and full, but my wolf is the most beautiful thing in this forest. I get lost in his eyes of green, feel the softness of his fur, as he nuzzles against me. Then my wolf merges into his human skin, and he stands before
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Chapter 19- Slade, present day

My mate is horny. Normally that’s one perk of the mating bond, I enjoy and fully open myself up to. Every night, I dream of her, my dreams being the only place I’ll allow myself to have my mate. In my dreams I fuck her, I hold her, and make love to her. My dreams are the only place we can be together. Most mornings, I wake up either hard or with cum soaked sheets. When I feel arousal through the bond, I know didn’t originate from myself, I’m usually more than happy to participate. In the moment, I think of her, and I pump my cock, I send thoughts of lust and desire, my own arousal through the bond. I usually cum when I feel her climaxing. Only after, does my mind wonder if it’s another wolf that has my mate so turned on, if another man fucked her, and I feel the jealousy and anger. Both emotions I will never act on as I let her go and rejected the bond. She is free to fuck whomever she wants. My wolf side is not in such an agreement though. Her feelings of lust and desire, I don’t us
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