I hope you have enjoyed this story about Clint and Lily. Thank you for reading.
Hello everyone, Thank you for taking this journey with me. As many of you may have read, Lily was adamant that I tell her story. And while it took longer in the beginning than I expected, I hope you got to see what a great person she is. Many of you have asked for a continuation of the series and
I’ve always known my destiny. Some search for years trying to find their place in the world, others never truly find their calling. But not me. I knew from the moment I was born to two Guardians, the most powerful warriors in my pack, that I was meant to be a warrior. A Guardian. My parents wer
As I walk through the halls of my high school in between classes, my fellow warriors call out to me. I wave and acknowledge them in response. Jason, my best friend, jogs to catch up to me. “Hey Little Badass, what are you doing after school?” “Jason, don’t call me that. I hate that name.” “Well,
Only a few months left of school and I’m done. I’ll turn 18 in a couple of weeks and if all goes well, I’ll meet my mate, and then dad can hand over the title of Alpha to me after I graduate. I meet up with Chase, my best friend and my future Beta when I walk into the kitchen of the pack house.
I finish out my school day and head for my locker. Jason is my ride today, as we take turns driving to school. This is his week. I’m rearranging my books to take home what I need for my homework when a shadow falls over my locker. I look up into the glacial blue eyes of Alpha Rik. Great! What
I don’t know every member of my pack? Meaning she’s part of my pack? No way! My father has drilled it into my head since I was a pup. ‘Know every member of your pack by name. They are what makes the pack strong. Show them how much you value them as a pack member and they will always be loyal to
When I arrive home, my father is ready for me. I think when I’m at school, he sets up the training for the evening. He has a variety of training sprints that he puts me through. He mixes it up every day and I never know what it will be. Sometimes, it’s focusing on balance in case I lose the use
Mom and I arrive at the memorial for Lily Nelson. It’s not the only one here, we memorialize all of our warriors and pack members that give their lives for the pack. However, Lily’s is the largest. Mom had them create a stone statue of a woman with angel wings keeping watch over her wolfpack. E