[Mason's POV]"Brother," Danica repeated, furrowing her brow. "Did you just say I have a brother?""That's right. He was the one that sent all the rogues after you. ""So that is who they meant." She murmured, a frown playing across her face."Who?" My younger self asked in confusion."That brother-sister duo that found me at Martha's." Danica explained. "They said their boss didn't want me dead."At her words, a wave of anger rolled through me. Why hadn't I bothered to ask more questions?"What's wrong?" Danica's worried voice asked, drawing me from my thoughts. "You look like you want to kill someone.""That's an understatement." I chuckled. "Anyway, did they happen to say where their boss was?"Frowning, Danica shook her head."Nothing." She admitted."Then we are back at square one with him." I muttered."Are you saying we will have to hunt down her brother and the harpies?""I know where the harpies went." I responded with a smirk. "They're on the Arcadian islands.""How do you k
[Mason’s POV]I gave Danica and my younger self one more look before turning and making my way out into the night. The sooner I found a way to locate the enemy, the better. Though I felt a stinging discomfort by having to leave Danica’s younger self, I have to do what needs to be done.Outside, the world around me was alive with members of the pack cleaning up the aftermath of the harpies' attack. I found that none of them paid me any mind as I moved, and I find myself wondering if that is a good thing or not.Deciding to not think too hard about it for now, I continue to move, exiting the packgrounds and making my way onto the road beyond. From what I remembered, the house Danica shared with Martha in the past wasn’t too far from my packgrounds, and I didn’t need a vehicle to get there. Hell, even if I did, I wouldn’t be able to use one since I didn’t have the keys to my old jeep anyway.As I made my way down the street, I took in the dark houses that I passed. A feeling of loss rus
[Danica’s POV]My heart raced as I waited for Amy and Heather to process what I had just told them. Would they believe me or would they think that I was insane? Hell, I felt like I was going insane when Mason first introduced me to this world too.As Mason popped into my head, I took a quick peek at the older version of him as he stood guard by the door. I had to admit, even though I thought my Mason was sexy as hell, his older self was just much more... mature.Seeming to realize I was watching him, Mason shot me an amused smirk, causing a fierce blush to begin to spread across my cheeks. Shit, could he hear my thoughts right now? Or worse, could my Mason hear them?"Let me get this straight." Amy said, saving me from falling into a deep hole of embarrassment. "You want us to believe that werewolves exist and that you actually are one." As she spoke, I didn’t miss the hint of disbelief behind her words. "I’m sorry, but you could have come up with a better excuse for your disappearanc
[Mason’s POV]When we arrived back at the pack grounds, my younger self was outside pacing. An aura of fear and worry radiating from him disappeared entirely the minute his eyes found Danica."About time!" He called, rushing forward. "I was about to send a search party out for all of you.""We ran into a…problem." I responded as Danica tensed."Problem?"Nodding, I waited as my younger self’s eyes came to find the woman that was hanging limply over my shoulder."Isn’t that Amy?" He gasped, rushing forward to get a better look. "What happened to her? What did you do?""Mason," Danica said quietly, stepping between him and me. "She attacked me."At her words, my younger self’s face fell and his eyes flashed a dangerous shade of gold. Good, at least we were on the same page with this."Repeat that." He said slowly, clearly trying to remain calm."Later." Danica sighed. "First, we should go inside. I think Heather isn’t feeling well."Letting out a string of profanities, my younger self n
[Mason’s POV]"I wouldn’t do that if I were you." A low voice that shook the earth beneath my feet called, stopping me mid-step. "Would hate to have to kill your entire pack.""What the hell?" I growled, looking around to try to locate the person who had spoken.When my eyes came to rest on what looked like a large mountain that seemed to be…breathing… I felt all the air rush out of my lungs."H-how?" I gasped, feeling my eyes grow wide."Are you impressed?" Danica’s brother asked, giving a broad smile. "He is magnificent, isn’t he?"As he spoke, the troll he was referring to began to move, standing up to his full size and towering well over the canopy above. How the fuck did something so massive get so close without being detected? Someone must have seen him, right?"Don’t worry," Danica’s brother chuckled as the troll lumbered up behind him protectively. "He didn’t come here on foot.""Not on foot?" I repeated, unable to take my gaze away from him. "Then how?""That’s my secret." He
[Danica’s POV] "Danica, you really shouldn’t be involved in this!" Bella huffed. After making sure that Heather was okay and being treated with the utmost respect, I took my leave to join the Mason’s in their questioning of Amy and her brothers. Despite being told to stay out of it, I just couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that was slowly clawing at me. "Yes, I do." I responded, slowing my pace as voices began to drift towards me. "Something feels..off." Amy had been one of my closest friends for as long as I could remember. We had been through so much heartache and pain together, there was no way that all those emotions and good times were faked. "Then why work for him?" I heard Mason suddenly ask, "If you knew he'd abandon you in the blink of an eye when trouble arose, why have you been assisting him in stalking Danica?" "Because he promised to tell us where our parents are." Amy responded. "Otherwise, we would have killed him long ago." Feeling my heart sink, I turned to m
[Mason’s POV]I held my breath as Amy and her brothers considered Danica’s offer. Either they would accept and we would have a way of finding Seth without the help of the sorcerers, or we would be back at square one."You don’t have to answer me right away." Danica said. "We can give you a few days to decide. How does that sound?""Will we have to stay in this damn cell during that time?" Chase asked, narrowing his gaze."Yes.""No."Shooting Danica a look, I took in her narrowed gaze as she held her hand out once again to my younger self."Mason," she huffed, opening and closing her palm. "Give me that key.""What are you planning?" He asked, seeming unsure. "What are you going to do if you let them go free and they disappear?""Can’t they at least stay in one of the guest rooms under supervision?" Danica sighed, rolling her eyes. "Why would they want to help us when we are treating them like animals?""You mean how they have been treating us?" He countered.I had to admit, this was
[Danica’s POV]My heart hammered in my chest as the man Mason’s older self had referred to as my grandfather continued to examine me. How was this even possible? All those years I was raised by Martha, having no idea about my parents or my past, and now here I was staring into the eyes of someone who was my own flesh and blood."That’s enough." Mason hissed, pulling me out of my grandfather’s embrace. "I’m sorry, but could you please explain how you discovered that the Black Forest pack was Danica’s relatives?" He continued, shooting his guarded gaze towards his older self."Long story short," he responded, snapping his attention away from his forearm. "In the future, something will... happen," he said hesitantly. "After it does, Danica will lose her memories and run off. I’m not sure about the details in between that and when she finds the pack, but what matters is that they were reunited. ""What do you mean she lost her memories?" My Mason snapped. "What the hell did you end up doi