Silas tore into the enclosed room in a flurry of energy, but the angry wolf barreling straight for Gage made him shift into his own animal, leaving me with little space to avoid the water or the brawling wolves. “Stop! Silas, Gage!” I shouted, but their continued clash swiftly informed me I was wasting my breath. Weighing my options as Atlas jumped into the fray, I questioned whether the pool was acidic as I tried to find a way out of this mess. I realized the dark gray wolf was attempting to break up the fight, but I didn’t get the chance to consider anything else. Gage’s shaggy brown wolf was thrust back as Atlas forced his way between the snarling wolves, and the momentum came crashing right into me, sending us both into the pool of water that I’d been heretofore avoiding. As luck would have it, I didn’t feel anything other than uncomfortable to be drenched from head to toe in the lukewarm water, but Silas had shifted forms in an instant, jerking me from the liquid. Gage’s sput
The next couple of days crawled by as the acid rain persisted in falling, and I was beginning to feel stir crazy, flashes of how I’d felt in the fallout shelter coming back with a vengeance. I’d tried practicing with my katana in the open area of the cavern, not daring to unsheathe my silver-laced daggers in the confined room with all the shifters present, but the exertion only wore me out in the long run. Nothing stopped my worries about the worst-case scenario occurring, and my concern for Mira made my anxieties twice as real. Gage and Silas did their best to pretend the other didn’t exist, which I thought was childish, but I decided to pick my battles, just feeling grateful they weren’t at each other’s throats. Silas certainly tested the limits a few times, his casual affection grating on Gage’s nerves and leaving me a tad uncomfortable initially. Silas’s closeness helped calm me, but I wasn’t trying to throw my relationship in my friend’s face either. Thankfully, Silas wasn’t
“Morning, Zoe. Sleep well?” Atlas inquired as I ambled over to him in a daze. “Mm, yeah. Better than I have in a while actually. That smells divine.” I said, my eyes glued to the grilled meat that had likely been the reason I’d awoken. I’d skipped dinner last night in my mission to avoid Silas, and my rumbling stomach announced my hunger for all to hear, even if it was only Atlas for the time being. Chuckling, my uncle encouraged me to eat, and I dug in without preamble, moaning in pleasure as the smoky taste exploded on my tongue. After satiating some of my hunger, I was able to feel somewhat normal enough to have an actual conversation with the male. We’d been here for days, but this was the first chance for us to have a heart-to heart alone. No way was I wasting it. “Why didn’t I know about you? About shifters? You mentioned my dad left on his own, but could he shift?” I peppered him with questions, but he took them all in stride. “No, your dad couldn’t shift. Our bloodline ha
I didn’t know how to respond to Silas’s admission, and I stood there gaping like an idiot as he went on to describe how our pissy attitudes had been caused by the stress to our bond. I didn’t know what to say, and I continued mentally floundering as he cautiously crept closer to me. On the one hand, I was beyond angry that he’d left out this key bit of information, but I was reminded once more of how he’d asked me to trust him to share what I needed to know when he felt the time was right. This felt like it would fall under that category, and I could understand why he would choose to keep this intel from me as well, as much as it killed me to admit. Considering how I felt now, I knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that my emotions were real. Even when I was furious with the Alpha, the love that had been blossoming in the pit of my stomach all this time was still there, and I grasped how difficult he’d made things on himself in order to ensure I received the time I needed for me to wil
The guys ran for hours, and I felt damn near chilled to the bone by the time Silas came to a stop at last, the whipping wind made all the worse by the speed shifters were capable of when in their animal forms. It was too dark out for me to see much, but the thunder rumbling in the not too far off distance told me we were cutting it close on escaping the elements. I heard the others moving around in the large cave I grasped we were in, but then someone sparked a match, shedding light on the interior of the natural shelter and making me realize I knew exactly where we were. Unsurprisingly, Gage turned out to be the one who’d illuminated the area, lighting another pre-lit fire like the one he’d had when he first brought me here, and I gravitated towards the warmth without being conscious of my feet moving me closer. Melting to the ground, I held my hands out to bask in the heat as the guys shifted forms, dressing and working together to get us organized for the night. I felt kind of b
The natural shelter that Gage had selected was small, and all of the males had had to shift in order for us to fit comfortably. What was initially meant to be a few hours delay turned into several more as acid rain fell from the blackened sky, leaving me slumped over against the wall and leaning heavily on Silas while water poured from the heavens. There wasn’t enough room for a fire, but Silas had taken a blanket out of his pack to wrap around me as we waited out the storm. Our rations were severely depleted after the numerous delays the weather had caused, but the guys had all insisted I consume the few snacks we had left. It was true that my body required more sustenance to function properly than a shifter’s, but that didn’t make me feel any less shitty, just the same. Slumbering heavily as the time dragged on, it took me a few minutes to reorient myself as I felt a gentle pressure against my shoulder. I rolled over, attempting to stretch my arms out above my head, but I speedil
I walked closer to the female, the portable light source she was holding leaving no doubt as to who had discovered me. I knew the others would be making their way inside soon, and I didn’t want her to get a glimpse of the guys. My head was racing as I considered my options, but I still detected how pale and worn-out Alissa looked. Temporarily forgetting about why I was here, I genuinely queried, “Are you okay, Alissa? I know we’ve had our differences, but I can help you.” My words tasted bitter on my tongue, and I wanted to recant them the second they’d slipped out. Yet, I didn’t, swallowing the building bile as I forced myself to do the right thing. I might not like the woman who’d done her damnedest to make my life miserable while I’d lived here, all the while feigning friendship in the hopes of steering me in the direction she’d wanted, as if I would be so pliable. Even so, Alissa’s distress was palpable, and I was here to help. It was feasible in my mind that Robbie’s vitrio
It was pitch black in the room, but I was already aghast at what the lantern at the door illuminated of the space in front of us. Mira bent down, picking up the lamp and bringing it into the room with us as several girls scurried back out of the light. The room wasn’t big enough for them to go far, but they did their best to hide behind the available furniture, which wasn’t much. I took in a battered card table, a handful of broken seats, and a few large mattresses, piled high with a mountain of blankets at least. It was a harrowing sight, and I shoved aside the emotions welling up at the conditions that bastard had forced upon these females. That was saying nothing of the twisted expectations he’d held of them, and my pity filled me as I noticed more than one of them were pregnant. Silence reigned as Mira strode forth, but Saint quietly murmured that Silas and the others had reached Robbie’s quarters, not elaborating beyond warning me of an incoming storm system a few minutes late