The conference room was full when I walked through the threshold. A neighboring pack, The Blood Moon Pack, mingled with my own. I was thankful they were willing to fight, but I felt the realization of just how difficult it would be when I saw the numbers. I took my place at the head of the table, noting Blaire hadn't made it inside with me yet. I turned back to get her when she walked inside, Marcus behind her. Blaire looked scared to death, so unlike her usual carefree personality. She took a seat beside me, her eyes cast downward into her lap. I hated seeing her that way. It wasn't the girl that walked into my office a few weeks before. "Thank you all for coming," I said, standing up to gain everyone's attention. The room fell into a hushed silence. "Thank you to Alpha Peter who has sent some of his best fighters to help us. We're here because my mate, Blaire Summers, has been marked by a dragon king—," "Marked?" Alpha Peters asked. "When was she marked?" he asked, leaning onto t
The pack house was quite when we walked in the back door. Barbie and Jessica both sat at the kitchen island, where it looked like they'd been whispering to one another. Luther stopped in front of them, putting his hands on his slender waist. "Where is she?"Jessica turned her back to him, obviously keeping the sisters before mister mindset, even if her brother was the Alpha. Barbie sat back on the barstool. "Are you going to yell at her?" Luther sighed exasperatedly. "No. I've had a change of … heart."Jessica snorted. "Yeah … seems like Blaire put it on you and changed your mind to me—," Barbie tossed a sausage muffin from the table at her face. "No. Don't embarrass her like that."I chuckled. "Oh believe me, I'm not embarrassed, and I've so worked up an appetite. Are those muffins for everyone?" Barbie smiled, and gestured for me to grab one. "Someone tell me where Selene is," he said in a voice that made my body shiver. Jessica groaned. "She's on the roof." He gave her a
As if the conversation with my sister wasn't bad enough, Jessica barged into the room with terror written all over her face. I knew something was wrong with Blaire immediately. She'd looked so lost, confused, and hurt that he'd showed her their future.Now I stood at the head of the conference room, my fingertips tapping rhythmically against the wood, and anger soaring through my veins. Nothing about the situation at hand was okay. I hated that Axel was on his way to claim my sister, and that we had to team up with him just for a chance at saving my mate.A chance. It wasn't even certain the lycans and wolves could beat them, but nothing was going to keep me from trying. I'd die trying for her. Always. My wind twirled with the realization that only weeks before I was perfectly happy without my mate.I'd planned on leaving alone, making money and being the boss. How the tables had turned. Now I was seconds away from making a deal with Axel to save her.Marcus pulled out the seat next t
BlaireI walked outside to the back yard of the pack house, which was in full swing with wolves and their families. It was the complete opposite of what I grew up with, which was random kids from the trailer park, and it warmed my heart to be apart of an actual family now.On the other hand, it tore me apart. The families, with small children—pups—sitting together, playing together, all it broke me.Alaric would kill them to get to me. He would kill the innocent children, their parents, leaving them with no one if I didn't go willingly.I hated myself for it, but I briefly thought about surrendering to Alaric to save them. Could I live with myself if I got all of those wolves killed? No, probably not. Could I live with the dragon king? I didn't know, but it was a better option than the murder of Luther's entire pack."Hey."I looked toward my left where Amber, the red-haired human from before, waved at me. Her daughter, a blonde-haired beauty ran off toward a jungle gym with the rest
I spent most of the night staring at Blaire as she tossed and turned in her sleep. No dreams came to her, but she seemed restless. I traced my fingertips down her back, leaving an openmouthed kiss against the end of her spine before getting up the next morning. The pack house was quiet due to the early morning, but I relaxed knowing I wouldn't be bothered for another hour or so. I jogged downstairs and started a cup of coffee, out of habit more than necessity. The early morning sun peeked over the distant trees, casting a pinkish glow over the backyard, but I couldn't enjoy it as I wanted. The torment swirling inside of me hammered hard against my head. I'd taken out my frustrations on Blaire the night before. My wolf took control, wanting to punish her for even considering going to the dragon. But I knew the truth. He was scared. Scared of what the dragon would say to sway her opinion. I leaned my palms against the sink while my coffee made and listened hard for the beat of her he
Seeing Luther run into the distance broke my heart. Not knowing if he'd make it back in one piece, or at all, crushed every part of me that yearned for him.Every part that felt connected to him.I couldn’t stand in the window any longer, so I walked down the stairs to the family room where Jessica and Barbie sat on the couch. Selena stood by the front window, staring out the glass, her fingers twitching nervously against her side.Barbie looked up at me, and patted the seat next to her. "Come have a sit, Blaire. We're going to watch some movies and drink wine. It'll take our mind off things."Selene scoffed from the window, and turned around to look at Barbie. "Speak for yourself, Mother.""Don't. Start," she said back. "We're all worried about the boys. You're not the only one."Blaire brought her knees up to her chin, and wrapped her arms around them. "When is the last time the pack has fought?'"We fight off rogue wolves and lycans occasionally, but we haven't had a war in ages. I
Break the bars and kill him, my wolf growled.There was nothing I wanted more than to bend the bars, slip between them, and slit Alaric's throat. The battle had been monstrous, but we took out half of their dragons before they gathered themselves to fight back.It was an ambush at its finest. Except I never fought Alaric. Apparently, when we were storming the castle, he was dream hoping to Blaire, and now she was tossed over his shoulder like a ragdoll.Her t-shirt was bunched around her waist, her panties showing from being plucked from our bed. My fingertips tightened around the bars, and I felt myself growing numb.My ears rang as Alaric began to speak, I had no idea what he said other than being executed. And then Blaire's hazel eyes brimmed with tears, and she tried to run to me.His hands on her made my wolf howl in pain. The very thought of him touching her made my skin crawl, and to see him do it, pierced my heart. "I love you," I said, for the first time out loud.It was unsp
My mouth still hung opened when Luther collided with Alaric. The vibration of their bodies hitting each other shattered my eardrums.I pressed my face into the tops of my knees, and braced for impact as the tree shuttered beneath me. Everything that happened over the last few nights circled in my head like a tornado.This had become a complete cock-up. A complete and utter nightmare. Seeing Luther's face in Alaric's room made tears pool in my eyes. I thought Alaric would kill him, and make me watch.At least now, he was free—sort of.Besides the bloody battle unfolding in front of me, that is.Luther slid beneath Alaric as he jumped up, his wings lifting him feet above the ground, and Luther turned around and kicked him in the back of his left knee. Alaric roared, a stream of fire blasted from his mouth, lighting the tree next to me on fire.Where is Smoky the Bear when you need him?The hellhounds barking—more like roaring—neared, and I clung to the trunk of the tree to keep from fal