Continuing Jossie's POV:
Casimir's movement began to slow before he came to a complete stop. I wasn't sure how long it had been since we last stopped. The king's territory was so massive. I picked my head up as I caught the foul scent of blood on the earth. I looked around frantically as worry filled my thoughts. Casimir's body was tense and high on alert as we stumbled over a small creek that was iced over with blood spilled across it. There were different scents mixed in. Different blood. Casimir leapt across the creek and over onto the next bank as he made his way up it. We reached an opening to a snowy field that was covered in iced over blood spots. There were a few dozen bodies barely breathing as they were bleeding out to death. I caught the familiar scent of Ethan's and hopped off of Casimir's back. Before I could make a step away from Cas, I could hear a rumble start up in his throat. He was worried and warned me to come back to him. I wasn't goRecapBook 1A Cromwell RogueThings went south when I woke up one morning to find my father murdered and my mother accusing me of the crime. I had to run away from my pack and found refuge in Alpha Camren's territory. My family and pack began to hunt me down. A huntress by the name of Vee was sent after me. But, she was not the only one looking for me. A rogue by the name of Casimir Kriska was looking to help me. I thought at first he had been the killer. I would soon find out how wrong I had been. My memory was in shambles of the night before my father's death. To make matters worse I was starting my first transition into becoming a full fledged werewolf.I made friends with a local restaurant owner, Nathalie. She showed me there were genuine nice people I could trust and have in my life. I will forever be grateful to have her there in the worst of it. Casimir found me in my misery of transformation. He took me out into the woods and when I awoke huntress Vee was soon going to disco
"Josephine," a voice whispered through the warm spring wind that ripped through the meadow I was dreaming of. I had been on a hunt. I was dreaming I was a wolf. The sun was shining, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, but there was a gentle breeze that made the grass shake and my fur tickle. I smelled rabbits. Cute little bunnies and the delicious taste of rabbit stew was fresh in my memoires. Grandma cooks the best rabbit stew, it's about the only thing she would cook and that was only if father brought home the meat. The fur on the back of my back stood up. I was trembling as I noticed a shadow outstretching my own, a massive man's shadow. A hand patted the top of my head and I felt my tail curl between my legs as I was petted like a dog. My head was shoved suddenly into the ground as a man's violent scent covered me in dominating pheromones. The sun vanished. My sky filled with lightening and dark thunder clouds but no rain. I could smell anger and passion rolling off of the beast cap
"Josephine," a voice whispered through the warm spring wind that ripped through the meadow I was dreaming of. I had been on a hunt. I was dreaming I was a wolf. The sun was shining, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, but there was a gentle breeze that made the grass shake and my fur tickle. I smelled rabbits. Cute little bunnies and the delicious taste of rabbit stew was fresh in my memoires. Grandma cooks the best rabbit stew, it's about the only thing she would cook and that was only if father brought home the meat. The fur on the back of my back stood up. I was trembling as I noticed a shadow outstretching my own, a massive man's shadow. A hand patted the top of my head and I felt my tail curl between my legs as I was petted like a dog. My head was shoved suddenly into the ground as a man's violent scent covered me in dominating pheromones. The sun vanished. My sky filled with lightening and dark thunder clouds but no rain. I could smell anger and passion rolling off of t
The omega lead us out to a truck with a snow plow built into the grill. The off road tires were the first things that caught my eyes since they were abnormal where I came from. They were necessary to getting around I noticed as we drove toward the mountain side to go in the direction of the city that the pack's ancestors built. The city was built down the mountain's side with sky scrappers that are able to withstand the climate here. They were built thick at the base but light enough to move with the snow storms that came and went here. Whoever designed this town was had a brilliant mind probably descended from whoever built the leaning tower of Pisa, it's ruins still to this day give us no true identify of the artist. The truck could not get us down the mountain far enough to the city that I knew we were headed to. Instead we went in the direction of a bullet train that
Aimee started walking to the doors and the omega rushed to open them before she could reach them. We followed in pursuit. Inside was a lounge area in front of a mahogany desk with the latest tech advanced computer gear. He wasn't at the desk. Artyom was over by a wall completely open to the cool air and an open deck leading outside to a burning fire pit. Snow melted as it came into the room causing the floors to look slick. A woman was swaying a glass of bourbon in hand at the lounge area not far away from an open bar. There was a wall full of filing cabinets that looked centuries old and covered in dust. This room wasn't used often, I could tell. It made me wonder why we were meeting here of all places. Artyom came away from the opening and it automatically started to shut as glass panes came down from the ceiling to close it off. The water built up on the ground was running off into a draining system toward the windows. He came up to the lounge area and gestured for us to sit as he
The bullet train took us down into the city's skyscrapers built for the harsh weather amongst the mountains. This place looked like it stayed frozen year-round. The city- everything from the neon flashing signs to the tinted windows was made to withstand. The bullet train's tracks were the only thing not covered in snow since it went so fast the snow did not have time to conjugate. There were open rooftop saunas with steam so thick it was hard to make out who was using them. This town had me on edge. What kind of wolves survived here? The train led into the woods by the edge of town and came to its last stop where a small community with residents owned private weather resistant mansions. The community's buildings were thinner since the cover of trees protected them from the environment's harsh conditions. The train's station was nested twenty feet above the ground near the treetops where it would circle in a one-way loop and leave for the city. I followed Aimee off the train and
Ethan's POV: Yellow roses, sunflowers, and pink tulips were the first to be seen when I opened my eyes and raised my head slowly. Those were recognizable flowers for patients getting well in the hospital's ward. I smelled the hospital's bleach stench of sterilized equipment. I could hear the heart monitor slowly accelerating. There were get well cards by my flowers that must have come from the family. I growled lightly as flashes of that bastard defeating me went through my mind. I trembled as I tried to stay cool from ripping the room apart. "Ethan!" I heard a cheery voice say from the doorway. I faced away from the windows to see Charlotte's huge smile crossing her face. Everything paused as I took her in. My heart pounded hard in my chest. It was breathtaking to see her be the first person here after I woke up. Her bright smile promised me I was the only person to make her feel that way. I was entranced. Her curly red toned
Jossie's POV:"Wake up," Cas whispered in my ear. It was freezing, the only warmth came from his heat as he had me resting against his chest. I raised my head to feel something was off, my hair raised on my arms as if I was being watched. Where am I? I glanced around to find us sitting in the area I fell asleep in earlier. It was a harsh reminder we were still waiting out the storm."Something is off," Aimee whispered, she was staring outside the windows of the doors leading outside of the store. It was as if instinct kicked in she grabbed a metal napkin dispenser off of the table and got up. The lady who ran the store was still fast asleep, not far away from us. It was dark outside, long after the promised time frame of our rescue from the storm. "Stay here," Cas told me as he lifted me off his body to get up and follow Aimee toward the doors. I tried to focus my hearing, wondering what they were listening to out there. All I could hear was the wind braking against the walls. I stood