Novels by Gifted Hands

Damien's POV They used to call me Damien Blackthorne, the Unbroken. I was not as fearsome as other Alphas or warriors, but I believed with all my heart that the Moon Goddess would make the Blackthornes the best. I wanted the pack to be strong and the wolves stronger. I watched the courtyard as each Beta took turns, showing whatever skill or cruelty they had. The Moonblessed gamma refused to speak. He stayed silent and endured everything as if he had a purpose. When it was Desmond’s turn, he stepped closer to the gamma. “You have a family, right?” he said. “If you do not speak now, I will make sure the first wolves I hunt on our next raid will be your family. You have suffered enough. Would it not be better to give up?” The gamma laughed weakly, choking on his own blood. “You are all blind. You are celebrating nothing. When I heard the Blackthornes were formidable, I expected more.” Desmond did not reply. He only asked the healers for more herbs and continued, trying to co

Lord Marco's POV Twenty feet away. Ten minutes to intercept. That was how close we were to the estate gates and how much time I had to get my daughter out if our plan failed. The second batch of my men, the ones I had kept at another base, had arrived with more equipment. They stood a few meters away while I shifted my focus between the laptop showing the surveillance feed and the binoculars I used to watch the gates. I had played out every possible scenario in my head. I searched for a way to get inside without making the choice I feared most, but every path led to the same end. I would have to risk either my brother’s life or my daughter’s. Sam walked up to me with some gear. He held out shoulder pads, knee pads, and a bulletproof vest. “We move toward the gates in ten minutes,” he said. “You need to put this on.” “I’m too old for this,” I told him. And it was true. My days of running, carrying weapons, and pushing my body like this should have been over. Yet here I

Lira's POV It was bigger than any rite, oath, or duel I had ever seen in the Blackthorne lands. It was unlike anything I had witnessed before. The sound of the drums was so loud it almost made my ears ring, yet I could not look away. The rhythm pulled me in and somehow made the noise feel right. What troubled my thoughts was how quickly the festival began after the attack. Only a few hours ago, we had almost been overrun. Now the celebration had started as if nothing had happened. It amazed me how my pack never postponed anything because of danger. They stayed firm and never let threats interfere with their plans. In the Moonblessed lands, an ambush would have stopped everything. It would take at least three full moons before anyone even mentioned a festival again. I turned my head to the right, pulling myself out of my thoughts. The potential mates were seated on wooden logs at the center of the courtyard. The Blackthorne Betas stood to the side, watching them closely. It f

Salcan's POV If the wolves in my pack listened to me more often, we would have gained power close to what the Blackthornes had. Instead, a few of them went missing after I gave them a share of the little power I had managed to obtain. It did not take long before rumors reached the Moonblessed lands about rogue wolves being killed just outside Blackthorne territory. Of course, my gammas were labeled as rogues because they acted without my command. I was already too busy to deal with such news. I had just discovered that Lumina was not as powerful as I believed. I learned that lesson the hard way. I gave it to the strongest Beta in my pack, the one who challenged me, hoping for results. That night ended badly. After he took the blood of a captured rogue, his body reacted violently. Before I could step in or the healers could understand what was happening, he was dead. It was a complete waste. A waste of Lumina and a waste of the wolves who attacked the Blackthornes and died fo

Lira's POV The words sounded like noise in my ears. A spell? Was Divine a witch? And how did she get past all of us? The thoughts rushed through my mind before I could even respond to Lord Marco.“I don’t understand,” I said at once.“I overheard a call between my brother and someone else,” Lord Marco said. “He broke into my house, so I have him on surveillance.”“If she’s gone, then who have we been treating for the past hour?” Alura asked as she stepped closer.I turned toward where Divine had been laid. I moved closer and checked the ground. That was when I saw the footprints. They led toward a corner of the courtyard. I followed them while Lord Marco was still on the phone.Then I saw her. One of the younger healers, just like me. I knew immediately what had been done to her. A masking spell.“I called to warn you,” Lord Marco said again. “I’m on my way to get Alia. Stay alert. The boss can strike at any time.” Then the call ended.I slipped the phone back into my side belt. “I

Lord Marco’s POV This was the first time I felt my legs almost give way. After burying the young wolf, we moved back toward the compound as fast as we could. I felt cut off from my lab, like I had lost my place in the world and was only moving because I had to.Sam had been busy getting the second batch of my men ready. They were already waiting a few miles from the border.I took a deep breath as we approached them.“Lord Marco,” one of them said the moment they saw me. “We thought you were dead. We haven’t heard from you in days, and the estate is under siege. Your brother took over.”“I know,” I said, turning my eyes to the laptop inside the van.“Have you been watching them?” I asked.“Yes,” he replied. “He didn’t come for anything specific, which is strange. He hasn’t left either. We haven’t seen Alia on surveillance. If we had, we would have gone in to get her.”“And the alarm we received?” I asked.The restricted area controlled the main generators and was protected by several