[The Man In The Hole II] UNKNOWN “Okay, I have the cutters and I’m coming down,” Manny said as he descended the rope. As soon as his feet landed on the creaky floorboards with a thud, Manny used his jersey to cover his nose. He flicked on his flashlight, illuminating some of the darkness. “Can you move at all?” he asked, his voice muffled from the fabric of his shirt. “Yeah,” I replied. I extended my legs and raised a hand over my head. It hurt when I did that, but I would not make it difficult for him if he was going through all this trouble to help me. “Do you know how long you’ve been down here?” I shook my head. My memory was as fuzzy and weak as my entire body. To tell you the truth, I wouldn’t recognize myself if someone held a mirror to my face. “Your name, how ‘bout that? Can you tell me what that is? Or your home address, so I can take you there. I’m sure someone’s missing you. Perhaps a wife or girlfriend. What about kids?” I shook my head with every question he f
[Going Home] SEBASTIAN “Rory, it’s been weeks! Weeks!” I swiped everything from my desk to the floor. “Where the hell is she?” Among the mess was a framed photo of Sierra and me, grinning stupidly and goofily at each other. I ran my hand through my hair, trying, but failing miserably, to suppress the sweltering rage coursing through me. Just knowing that after all this time, I was no closer to bringing my mate home was utterly agonizing. I have been more than patient in recent weeks. Deep down, I had hoped Zaiden would return her to me. Or prayed by some miracle she would find her way home. I was wrong. Because not only was my pack irate over their Luna’s disappearance, I was having a hard time controlling Atticus. “Honestly, do you think throwing a tantrum will bring her back? C’mon, Sebastian,” Rory chided, shaking his head. Just as I was about to snap at him, a knock at the door interrupted the conversation. The door creaked open, and my mother poked her head in, her face dis
[Reunion] SEBASTIAN It was much later in the evening when I sat down for dinner with my mother. “Sebastian, you can’t keep doing this to yourself!” My mother scolded, shoving a plate in front of me. “What do you think will be Sierra’s reaction when she returns and sees you like this?” I glared at the meal as if it was my enemy. Truth be told, I had no appetite. Without Sierra by my side, my days had been awful, and the longer she was gone, each day grew worse than the last. The pain of missing her grew in my chest. Everything about her, even the way she was so obstinate in her doubts, I missed. The way she screamed my name while we made love, the way her body responded to my touch. I even missed her giggles. Her curiosity and interest in learning everything there was to know about werewolves had me missing her. It had gotten so bad; that I missed how she argued with me to prove a point. Even with how little she was by my side, the nights were the worst without her. The few nigh
[Why Did You Do It?] SIERRA “So, now that we’ve gotten things all squared away, I believe it’s time for me to leave. I still have a lot of work to do. There’s the official crowning ceremony, appointing new cabinet members, and finalizing my wedding nuptials,” Zaiden stated. “That’s assuming there will be a wedding.” I pulled away from Sebastian. “Are you sure you’re okay with this? I know you said this wasn’t something you wanted.” “It wasn’t. But given the circumstances, I have no choice,” he admitted with a shrug. “The funny thing is that I want to marry Cassidy, although I doubt she wants to marry me.” If only he knew their one night together had impacted her feelings towards him. My heart wanted to tell him she felt the same way, just to know he would find a chance at happiness. However, my head kept telling me not to meddle in their affairs. Cassidy wanted to marry Zaiden. I knew that. But wouldn’t it be fair if she told him, rather than he heard it from me? I believe so. T
[Cleansing The Pack] SEBASTIAN I stood outside the cell, watching Sierra as she riffled through Arianne’s memories. Whatever Sierra was doing seemed painless. It was a bonus. For her, anyway. To be frank, I wished Arianne had experienced even a bit of discomfort. I wanted her to experience more than just a vast amount of hurt for all the suffering she caused over the years. “What is Luna Sierra doing?” Rory asked, no concern or trepidation in his voice. Just enough interest. I answered. “Reading Arianne’s mind.” Rory’s head snapped in my direction. I could almost read his shock as his lips curled upward into a smile. “She can do that?” “I suppose we’ll find out when she’s done.” “Mm, interesting. And what do you think she’ll learn? Knowing that girl, I could only imagine the twisted things she’s done over the years,” he commented. “I won’t argue with that,” I confessed. “After she informed me a few days ago that she killed him for me, I kept racking my brain for a workable re
[Proposal] SEBASTIAN Sierra’s body stiffened in my hold, her eyes flittering across my face. Her racing heart could either be a good sign or a bad one. I was hoping for the former. “What? You want me to marry you?” “Why won’t I? Don’t you love me?” I wrapped my arms around her waist and drew her in closer. “I love you, Angel, more than anything else in the world, and I want to marry you.” My fingers traced the contours of her hips. “I want to go to bed knowing that the last thing I will see is your face. To wake up every morning with and have you curled up beside me.” She stepped on her tippy toes, cupped my cheeks in her warm, delicate hands, and said, “I would love that, too.” My heart pounded against my chest as I battled to keep the tears from falling. I never expected hearing those words would fill me with such bliss. There were no words to explain how thrilled I was to know she was mine—forever. “So, yes, I will marry you,” she replied, smiling against my lips as she acce
[Find Him] SIERRA I stood in Sebastian’s office, staring out the window as the vehicle transporting my mate vanished down the road. My heart throbbed and heaved for a most despairing minute as a half-tear escaped my eye. My shoulders drooped and my hands hung at my sides. Regardless of my dissidence about how I felt about him going to find his father, I understood his importance in this search. The man was his father. How could I not want him to be there when they found him? Against all aspects of what could go wrong, I had to remain strong and believe he would come home to me. “Sierra…” Madeline addressed me. “Should we continue our preparations until they return?” I nodded, grateful for the distraction. “Sure, let’s do it.” I pushed away from the window, curved my arm, and offered it to her. “Let’s prepare for the Luna ceremony of the century, shall we?” Madeline placed her hand in mine with a pat, a smile forming at the corners of her mouth. That radiant smile was back on he
[No Regrets or Second Thoughts] SEBASTIAN I approached the late-twenties young woman sitting behind the desk and said, “Hello, I’m checking on a patient staying at your facility.” She jerked back in surprise as her saucer-like, slightly alarmed eyes met mine. I would guess she didn’t hear us enter. The girl clutched a hand over her chest, exhaling heavily and trying to control her thumping heart. “You startled me,” she murmured, her eyes darting over my left shoulder at Jack and Elliot. A look of uncertainty flashed in her eyes. “How may I help you?” “My apologies.” I pulled out my phone and showed her the photo of my father. “I believe you have this man staying as a patient... He is my father.” Her face and shoulders relaxed as she took a deep breath to calm herself down. “We do,” she answered when she was no longer panting. “As I told your friend back there, someone brought him in last night.” “The man who brought my father here, did he leave a name or phone number? Perhaps h