Amara Dawson grew up in the Red Moon pack. It's the only pack she knew, and despite being their female Beta, she never felt at home. When her life crumbles in front of her, she runs the first chance she gets and ends up at the border of Alpha Roman's pack. Finally, being free of the chains that bound her, she quickly embraces the person she has always wanted to be. Alpha Roman has lived a life of success; feared by his enemies but loved by his pack, he's the strongest alpha in his part of the world. Being 26 and not yet having found his mate, he wonders if his dark soul was always meant to be alone. Yet when the seemingly carefree Amara shows up at his border, he's entranced by her. His soul calls out to her, but when her soul answers back, he knows there is a lot more to the little she-wolf, more than she herself knows.
View More"What do you want to do for your birthday, honey? You keep brushing it off, but it's in 5 days, so we must plan something!" My mother says to me. I groan in response.
"Why do we have to do something! Can't we just hang out at home and watch movies"
"For your 18th birthday! Come on, pick something fun. You don't even need to have me and your father with you. Enjoy not having any responsibilities while you still can." I roll my eyes but start to think about what she said. I could make my brother drive me and my best friend, Sophie, around the pack bars. We're werewolves, which means it takes a lot for us to get drunk, let alone incoherently drunk, so our legal drinking age is 18.
"Fine, get Seth to be mine and Sophie's DD. But let’s do it this weekend, you know my first shift will take a lot out of me." I say.
Mom smirks, seemingly satisfied with herself, and turns her attention back to the path before us. We were walking home from school. She trains some boys there during wolf training, so we always walk home together. My mother is an impressive warrior, better than some of our strongest male warriors, so it's insulting that she's forced to train freaking high school boys. Women weren't allowed to train in our pack; it was kind of fucking barbaric, but that's how it was. She is only properly trained because she grew up in another pack but turned out to be mated to my father and switched packs.
I'm abruptly pulled out of my thoughts when the sirens start blaring, signaling we are under attack. Shit! We're nowhere near the bunkers!
"Amara! Go climb that tree right now and stay up there," my mother says calmly before pulling some anti-scent spray out of her bag and tossing it at me. "Climb as far up as you can, and make sure you're covered. This isn't a rogue attack; there are vampires here," she says, pale but still trying to keep her composure.
I move on autopilot, doing what she says. I spray myself with the anti-scent spray so they can't scent me near the tree, run to it, and climb up. I'm running on pure adrenaline. When I get up as far as my limbs would take me, I look down, trying to find a branch where I could get a general idea of what's going on while still staying hidden. I wish I hadn't looked. When I looked down, I saw 3 vampires running right to where my mother's gorgeous honey-colored wolf was hiding in the bushes. I quickly sent her a mindlink to warn her,
'Mama! 3 coming right at you.'
She doesn't respond, but I see her ready her stance before she crouches down and springs from behind the bush at them, taking one of their heads clean off. The other two don't miss a beat before they jump at her, but she's not at all phased. She effortlessly rips one's arm off while the other crawls on her back. She immediately crouches down, rolls over, which forces him off and jumps at him, crushing his skull in her jaws. The third bloodsucker lunges for her throat, but her wolf sidesteps, and he goes crashing into the ground. She uses his fuck up and jumps on top of him, ripping him to pieces. I told you, my mom is a badass.
I let out a sigh of relief, but it was premature when easily a dozen others I didn't notice come out of nowhere. I suck in a sob, Mom may be a badass, but there's no way she can take on that many alone. They swarm her, and she lets out a vicious snarl that I could even hear all the way up here. There's a ray of hope when I see a group of warriors rushing towards her. My father was the head warrior; there was no way he would leave his mate and his daughter out here to fight on their own. Proving me right, my dad's gray wolf is leading them and heading straight to my mother. The warriors reach the vampires and jump right at them, but it's not enough. There were still two stuck to my mother, and I watched in horror as one mercilessly ripped her throat out.
My father, instantly feeling her loss, lets out the most strangled whimper I've ever heard. He shifts into his human form, leaving him utterly vulnerable while the agony of losing his fated mate overcomes his body. You can probably guess what happened next as a vampire takes advantage of his position. It happens so quickly; I don't even know if he realized he would die.
I'm frozen. I stare at the lifeless bodies of my parents in horror. When I can't stand the sight anymore, I try to turn away without creating too much movement that might draw attention and silently sob to myself. My heart felt like it was burning alive in my chest, this despair would swallow me whole.
The sirens blared for another 2 hours and only turned off when the threat was gone. We've had rogue attacks that we neutralized within minutes; this must have been almost as bad as the vampire attack that massacred our pack when I was only a couple months old. I wait a little bit and then climb down from my tree. The bodies of my parents were no longer there, so our pack members must already be cleaning up.
I let my legs carry me to my home. I open up the door and fall to my knees. I should check in with the Alpha and Beta, I should mindlink to make sure Seth is ok, and I should be out there helping with the cleanup. Still, I can't do anything except sob like a broken woman in my doorway. I don't know how long I sit there. However, eventually, I get up, walk to my parents' room, where their scent is still strong, and collapse in their bed before darkness overtakes me.
I watch from the trees as Amara kills the Vampire King, staring at his body like a woman possessed. The feathers of the blue jay I shifted into ruffle in anger as I watch the Demon King, the man responsible for the destruction of my life, approach her and put an arm around her lovingly. I resist the urge to squawk in anger, remembering the loving arms of my own mother. The mother fled the underworld with her twin boys in tow because she was forced to work in the brothels, constantly being denied the position of a castle servant by the King. That was all we incubi and succubi were suitable for sex and slave work, in his eyes. So, my poor mother, unable to bear having her body used to keep me and Axel fed and safe, fled to Earth. Only we were worse for wear there, unable to blend in when we were amongst humans, and no hope of a werewolf pack or Fae court taking us in. So, we build a house in rogue lands, somewhere no sane supernatural being ever ventured to, and no human ever came
Surrounded by Violet, Serena, Cici, and Sophie, I look at myself in the mirror as Aylin finishes my makeup and Gemma does my hair. Aylin must hold more magic than I thought because she managed to cover up these bags under my eyes. I almost look like I did pre-motherhood, minus the breast pump milking me like a cow. Remind me why I insisted on having my Luna ceremony, the equivalent of my wedding, after I had Delaney? Because I wanted to drink at my own ceremony? It seemed so logical at the time. Now, I wanted to go back in time and slap me upside the head, Aylin style. Delaney screams in Sophie's arms in protest at how long it's taking me to pump. In the hospital, the nurses and pediatrician on the postpartum unit said she lost too much weight by the time she was 24 hours old. It was before my milk supply came in, so they put it down to lack of production, but when I filled up a syringe with colostrum, they had a lactation consultant come see me. She had said Delaney's latch wasn't
Three weeks laterI breathe through another contraction. They're coming every five minutes now, but I didn't exactly feel like going to the hospital just to be sent home for another false alarm like I did last week. 'Uh, you going to explain why I feel like I'm being ripped apart from the inside every five minutes for the last two hours?' I hear Roman's voice come through my head as I feel the contraction start to come down'It's still early labor, probably. No sense in going to the hospital yet, if it even is actual labor.' I tell him'Alright, well, I'm coming back in and getting the hospital bag, so we're ready. The books said once they're every five minutes, we should think about heading in,' he reminds me.I don't respond just as I'm hit with another contraction and suddenly feel like I peed myself. Oh, good Goddess, here we go. I put my walls up so he doesn't have to feel anything.'Scratch that, my water just broke,' I say, and not even twenty seconds later, he appears next to
One week later That’s precisely what we did. We had funerals for those that wanted their loved ones buried and ceremonies for those who opted for them to be burned on pyres. Max, being a ranked member, was burned on a pyre with the entire pack present. We put some of his ashes in an urn necklace for Serena and then released him into the river. While I’ve seen Roman tear up, or get choked up, that night, he cried with his head in my lap. He fell asleep after hours, and I didn’t dare move a muscle all night. My heart was already broken for him; Max was Roman’s Sophie, but something about seeing my brooding Alpha mate break down like that killed a piece of me. Serena wasn’t doing any better; one of us was still with her almost all the time. I spent a couple nights with her, but mostly Cici was staying with her since they were always connected at the hip anyways. It was an effort to get her to eat or even go outside, but I wouldn’t give up on her; both she and Max deserved better than t
I hated battle, but I hated the aftermath even more. I made a list of all the fallen I could identify, so I could visit their families later. The ones I couldn't, their family or packmates who saw them fall would have to report to me, and I'd go from there. Aston and Seth took Max's body to the morgue before we were even back. Fuck that hurt. My best friend since we were fucking pups. Gone. Fucking gone. What was the point? The point of all this death and destruction? I stopped in my tracks, shutting my eyes as they became glossy. His death will gut me until the day I die. The day I die? I'm immortal. Fuck. I could live another thousand years, and I wouldn't have seen him for over nine hundred and fifty of them. How is that fair? And Serena. I have yet to find anyone who wasn't of Alpha blood, or royalty in Armaros' case, that lived past the first year of their mate dying. But we would do everything in our power to take care of and be there for her regardless. I wouldn’t let Max’s
I watch in horror as Silas grabs Adonis’ face, Silas’ red eyes glowing into the night, and Adonis…Adonis goes limp. I waste no time before concentrating on Silas’ body and start burning him. He screams, and Adonis goes absolutely feral and proceeds to rip his own body apart. I pull my powers back immediately, and they both stop thrashing. Adonis’ eyes are glowing red now, and terror, like no other, seizes me when Silas grabs him by both ears, twisting his neck, and Adonis does nothing to fight back. I look to my father, who is holding his own against the group of vampires attacking him, but can’t help me or be distracted without risking his own life. Then, I look around for Aylin, Az, Seth, or anyone to jump in and help, but no one is around. “No one is coming to rescue you this time, my sweet Amara,” Silas hisses I only stare at him and then at my mate. Maybe…maybe…I slam my mental talons into Roman’s mind, but he only whimpers and starts to thrash again. “Aht, at. You may be powe
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