Rhiannon’s POV
Still holding our gaze, Caleb narrowed his eyes.And then he sidled closer to his Luna.
Balls.
I’d never said or even thought the word balls before – at least not in that context – but suddenly it seemed to perfectly sum up exactly how I felt.
It was a good thing that Alpha Caleb was showing me where he stood – because I had Stephen already, and I had no plans to jump ship to an arrogant arse who’d never once given me the time of day before because I was an Omega.
If it’s such a good thing, an irritating voice in the back of my head whispered, why does your heart feel like it’s breaking?
I huffed and moved closer to Stephen’s wolf. Brian nudged Tiger with his nose, but she didn’t turn to look at him. Her gaze remained locked on Alpha Caleb, taking in every inch of his muscular form. I sniffed the air discreetly, aching to smell that crisp, fresh, outdoorsy scent again.
‘This is impossible,’ Tiger was saying. I had no idea how long she’d been talking or how much of it I’d missed. ‘The Alpha has a mate. Right, Rhi? In fact,’ she went on, never once pausing long enough for me to get a word in bloody edgeways, ‘he definitely does. The only reason we aren’t at war right now is because he and Luna Amelia realised they were mates. Without that alliance, we’d still be fighting the Moon Chasm pack.’
‘Unless he’s lying, too,’ I said, only half paying attention. ‘I mean, Stephen isn’t my true mate, but he is my chosen mate. And we didn’t even have the weight of a war resting on our shoulders.’
‘I bet you’re feeling real good about that choice right now, aren’t you?’
‘I’m gutted, actually,’ I retorted dryly. ‘I’d much rather throw in my lot with some Alpha I barely know than the boyfriend I’ve been in love with for five years.’
Oh my goddess – why did that taunt feel like the truth?
‘Omegas,’ barked Caleb, making me jump, ‘I don’t know why you’re all standing around like lemons. Get hunting. Unless you need me to hold your hands?’ His wolf’s lips pulled into a smirk. It was too human to be off-the-cuff, and I knew that he’d practised it in the mirror.
Luna Amelia, in her huge black wolf form, flicked him with her tail. Her eyes narrowed at him – clearly they were mindlinking – and then, a few long moments later, she turned to face us. ‘I’ll take three of you with me. The other two can go with Alpha Caleb.’
‘We don’t need to be babysat,’ I scoffed.
Her eyebrows rose in amusement. ‘Feel free to go off on your own.’
I jerked my chin up. ‘Maybe I will.’ I lifted a paw and turned away.
‘No,’ Caleb snarled. ‘Get back here.’ He blinked, seeming as surprised by his outburst as everyone else. ‘We have to stick together,’ he said, in a calmer voice. ‘Until we know who cursed us, or why, we can’t take any risks. You’d better come with me, Rhiannon. I think you need to be kept under close watch.’
He knew my name? Stupid, childish, pathetic joy fizzled through me. Of course he knew my damn name. He was our Alpha. He knew every wolf in his pack, no matter how much he seemed to enjoy pretending he didn’t. Even now he was squinting between the others, acting as if he didn’t know one from the other.
‘Massie?’ he said, looking at Marcella. ‘You can come with us, too.’
Brian opened and closed his mouth, but he’d never dare argue with his Alpha. I shot him a look of condolence, then mindlinked Stephen. ‘Sorry.’
‘If anyone should be feeling sorry for anyone, I should be feeling sorry for you. You’re going to miss out on all of my most titillating banter.’
I snorted. ‘Titillating?’
‘See, you’re already laughing.’
‘At you, Steph, not with you.’
‘Keep telling yourself that. Anything to get you through a morning without me.’ His eyes softened as the Alpha and Luna started to lead us apart. ‘I love you, Rhi. Come back safe.’
A lump filled my throat. ‘Love you too,’ I murmured. I wasn’t lying to him – so why did it feel like I was?
* * *
The mate bond leapt with joy when I was finally alone with Alpha Caleb. Well – we weren’t alone, not really, but Marcella was such dull, quiet company that it felt as if we were.‘You Omegas do know how to hunt, don’t you?’
I glared at him. Alpha or not, I wasn’t going to take his shit. ‘No,’ I drawled, ‘we’ve never been. It’s not like we’ve been relying on hunting these woods for the last year.’
Marcella snickered, though she was quick to cover it up. Maybe she wasn’t such terrible company, I amended.
‘Hilarious. I just hope you’re better at hunting than you are at making jokes.’
I held his gaze, arching an eyebrow. Tiger had slunk away, giving me full control over her wolf body. He stared back, unbothered. I liked the challenge; it lit something in me, something dark and unprecedented, something dangerous. I wanted to keep playing this game with him, to keep baiting him until he bit, but Alpha Caleb just sighed and looked away.
‘Come on,’ he said. ‘We don’t have long out here today. We need to make the most of it.’
I stalked away into the underbrush, giving Tiger full control once more. As she put her nose to the ground and started to track what I both hoped was a deer and prayed was nothing, I finally confronted the tidal wave of emotions threatening to spill out of my eyes and throat.
I loved Stephen. That was a fact.
But facts weren’t emotions, and I…
I wanted to be close to Alpha Caleb. Even now, when he’d shown me that he wasn’t budging from his Luna, and after he’d been just short of behaving like a colossal dick, I ached to be with him. Even now, when I kept telling myself that I’d made the right decision in letting Stephen mark me, a traitorous part of my mind was wondering what Caleb’s teeth would feel like as they scraped down the sensitive curve of my neck.
Warm fur brushed against my side. Tiger swung around, baring her teeth.
It was Alpha Caleb. He didn’t say anything; he just started slinking through the woods beside me. After the initial awkwardness fizzled away, his company felt… easy. Right.
Goddess, I was fucked.
‘Where’s Marcella?’ I asked, wanting to ease into a conversation.
He completely ignored my attempt at politeness and grunted, ‘Did you feel it too?’
I fluttered my eyelashes at him, faking innocence. ‘Feel what?’
He ground his teeth together. ‘I’ll take that as a yes, then.’
‘Yes,’ I sighed. ‘I did. But–’
‘It doesn’t mean anything,’ he snapped, cutting me off. ‘I have a mate. I don’t know why we both felt… that, but it was wrong. The Moon Goddess chose Amelia for me – not you.’ He paused. ‘Did you drug me?’
I almost choked. ‘What?’
‘Did you drug me?’
‘Of course not! If I had any good drugs, I sure as hell wouldn’t be wasting them on something like that.’ I rolled my eyes at him. ‘Maybe it was just some sort of mistake. I have a mate, too.’
‘Oh.’ Hurt flashed across his face, there and gone so fast I almost wondered if I’d imagined it. ‘Oh,’ he said again, his voice stronger this time. ‘That’s fine, then.’
‘Yeah, I guess it is.’
Steely silence followed. And then, just as quickly as he’d appeared, Alpha Caleb slunk away into the undergrowth.
I stared after him, more pathetic than a lovesick tween stood up at the prom. It was fine. It should be fine.
But it really, really wasn’t.
* * *
Things went from bad to worse when we got home.
‘Some birthday this is shaping up to be, huh?’ muttered Tiger.
Staring down at the dead wolf, I rasped, ‘Best one yet.’
Caleb’s POVI really didn’t need this. Not right now, thank you very much. I glowered up at the sky, peering at it through the gaps in the branches, its blue never changing from its cold, wintry sweep. My lip peeled back from my teeth as I snarled up at the Moon Goddess.“Why now?”I’d meant for my voice to come out menacing, laced with an unspoken threat. Thank fuck nobody was around to hear the pathetic little squeak that actually came out.‘Hey, man, let me try,’ said my wolf, Knight. I’d wanted to stomp around with my own legs and feet for a while, even though I knew full well that doing so would scare away any and all prey in our vicinity, but maybe it was time to give my wolf control again.‘Go on, then.’ The shift tore through me, and Knight padded his huge paws in place, prancing anxiously on the spot. And then, all of a sudden, he spun around and raced back the way we’d come from.‘Hey!’‘You said you’d let me try.’ His voice sounded smug, which worried me. ‘Yeah – and I tho
Stephen’s POVLosing Michael was like a knife to the gut. My lip wobbled as I crouched down beside his wolven body, my hand reaching for his soft brown fur. “Here,” Rhiannon rasped, passing me a raggedy bunch of drooping snowdrops. They looked almost as dead as he did. Goddess, what was wrong with me? How could I even be thinking such dark jokes right now? Tears blazed in my eyes, but I was quick to blink them away.I was struggling to manage the dual fire of my emotions and Rhi’s. Hers were turbulent, more potent than any of my own had ever been. As I took the depressing bunch of flowers from her, I brushed my fingertips over her knuckles and held them there for a moment. My heart pulsed with wanton need – not for sex, but for comfort. I wanted to hold her, to be held, and to forget about all of this for a while.Finding out we were mates had been one bright star amongst a heap of shit. In some ways, I counted myself pretty dang lucky – none of my family had died in the brutal war b
Rhiannon’s POVI straightened my leather jacket, touched the ring in my nose, and ran my hands down over the loose waves of my silver hair. As I stared at myself in the mirror I worried my bottom lip, watching as it started to swell. With a sigh I reached forward and plucked my liquid eyeliner off my desk. I unscrewed the cap and swiped more across my eyelids, making the existing wings darker and thicker. I felt like I was smearing my cheeks in war paint – but I looked just as unprepared as I had when I’d stumbled in here, my heart pounding a million miles a minute and tears prickling the back of my nose.The door groaned open and Cin shuffled inside, frowning at me the second she saw my expression. “You okay, Rhi?” she asked.My emotions were too fragile for me to speak, so I just nodded. Dropping the eyeliner back onto the pile of mess covering my desk, I sloped over to my bed and flopped backwards onto it. My room was small – we were only Omegas, after all, so our cabin wasn’t big
Rhiannon’s POV I reared back, hurriedly wiping tears from my cheeks. I hadn’t realised I’d been crying until the cold air outside had chilled them upon my burning skin. “You,” I spat. His face crumpled, but he slid his cool mask back into place so quickly I wasn’t sure if I’d ever seen the flash of hurt there. His throat bobbed. He opened and closed his mouth. Then: “Can we just… not do this?” His green eyes, bright as summer sunshine cast through leaves, even in the dark, grazed over my swollen lips and puffy eyelids. “You don’t have to hide with me.” “Yes,” I snarled, taking another step back, “I do.” “Look.” His shoulders sagged, and he ran a hand through his tousled dark hair. Most of it was stuck to the side, but a single strand fell in a jagged wave down over his forehead. He blew a puff of air at it; I lost myself in his lips, pursed almost as if in a kiss. His shoulders were broad, too muscular to belong to anyone but an Alpha. I was tall, especially for a she-wolf, bu
Caleb’s POVAmelia was reading in bed, a frown marring her perfect face. The lamplight warmed her dark brown skin, glinting off the shimmering gold she wore across her high cheekbones and the metal beads dotting her cornrows.She was beautiful. I wouldn’t be able to find a single flaw on her perfect face even if someone was holding a gun to my head. I’d grown to care for her, to rely on her, to love her over these past three years. She was the right choice. The only choice. I couldn’t be stupid enough to risk what we had for a feeling.But I had the horrible feeling I was going to do just that. Even as I sat on the bed beside her, her warmth spreading into me as she leant against my side, I couldn’t dredge up a single bit of emotion towards her. I was thinking about Rhiannon.I chewed on my bottom lip. Everything in me wanted to go to her. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to focus on Amelia. She turned a page, huffed, then grinned. My gaze darted to the cover.Alpha Enzo, the tit
Hyacinth’s POVI tugged on the moonstone stud in my ear and chewed on my bottom lip. I’d heard bits and pieces of Rhiannon and Stephen’s conversation, and my heart ached for them both.If I were being honest, though? It hurt more for my twin sister’s boyfriend than it did for her. Rhi had a short fuse and a smart mouth. Stephen was kind, and thoughtful, and sweet. And I had loved him for as long as I’d known him.Sighing, I dropped my hands to my sides and started drifting listlessly around my room. It was the same size and shape as Rhi’s, but where her room was cosy and cottage-y, mine was bright and pink and downright girly. A fire crackled in the hearth, under a mantelpiece draped in burned-down candles and empty vases that had once housed flowers. Flopping down on my bed, atop the huge bound of fluffy blankets in a myriad of shades of pink and purple, I pulled out my old diary and stared at the first page.Under the date, which was marked ten years ago, my handwriting stared bac
Stephen’s POVI still wasn’t sure why I’d gone to Hyacinth’s bedroom. Something had called me in there, some urge knotting my heart and tugging me towards her. I’d written it off as loneliness, a need to discuss our shared pain, but there was a lurking feeling in the back of my head that told me otherwise.Guilt gnawed away at me for the way I’d reacted when I’d first seen her, wearing those tiny pyjamas and that see-through robe over them. My throat had bobbed, and a hundred indecent thoughts had burned through my brain as I’d gaped at her. I’d never looked at Cin like that before. She was Rhi’s sister, which meant she was like a sister to me, too. But tonight… holy moly guacamole, she looked beautiful. Even the way her hair had brushed the tips of her shoulders had me in a chokehold. She smelled of strawberries and vanilla ice cream and she looked even sweeter. Her blonde eyebrows arched over wide, pale blue eyes, which had held my gaze with an intensity I rarely saw in her. With h
Rhiannon’s POVWhat. The. Fuck?Was I dreaming? Or having some kind of delusion? Because I could have sworn that Alpha Caleb had convinced me to let my guard down, to let him in, and now he was walking – wait, no, the bastard was actually running – away from me.My back stiffened. I’d betrayed Stephen tonight. And for what? For a few mind-blowing, stolen moments? For a few hot-as-fuck kisses that had my lips still tingling? I gritted my teeth, glaring at his rapidly retreating back.“Prick,” I hissed. It eased my rage a little, but not enough. Curling my hands into fists, I marched after him. He couldn’t play with me like that. He knew I had a mate; he knew what he’d been asking me for, and that it ran way deeper than a quickie in the garden. For a minute, I’d…I’d believed in him. In us. As his hands had gripped my waist, digging in hard enough to leave bruises, I’d forgotten all about Stephen, all about Michael, all about my mysterious-ass mum, and even all about the damned Eternal