“Welcome back,” a beautiful, brown haired she-wolf greeted us. “Maleigha, nice to see you as always,” Kai smiled, nodding at her. “Cami, it’s nice to officially meet you. I’ve heard great things,” Maleigha beamed, shaking Cami’s hand. “Wyatt, looking great as always,” she winked and I felt a pang of jealousy seeing the way she looked at him. “You must be Felicity. I am so sorry for your loss. I only met Parker briefly, but he seemed like a really great guy and it was clear he loved you so much,” she explained, pulling me in for a tight hug. “Vincent sends his regards. He’s in a meeting currently and will see you all in the dining hall for dinner. If you’ll follow me, we will head to the pack,” Maleigha smiled. The four of us followed her to a large black Suburban, climbing inside the back. “Any luck on finding your mate?” Kai asked Maleigha. She stuck her lip out in a pout, “Unfortunately not. Still single and having a good time until I meet him,” Maleigha smirked
This trip has been interesting. From Felicity’s dream on the plane ride to this horrible dinner, it’s been a whirlwind. When we had our moment back in the suite, goddess, I’ve never wanted anything more in my life. Dex took control of that situation and part of me was okay with it. I’ve never been the type of guy to be dominant. Funny, sure, confident, absolutely, but dominance was not my thing. That’s where Dex and I differ. He is straightforward and knows how and when to take charge. Me, not so much. I’d fooled around in the past, but one thing that I had always been adamant about was making sure that my mate would be the first she-wolf I ever made love to. Felicity would be the only woman who would get all of me. And I loved the thought of it. I hated that Felicity left with Vincent after dinner. I never liked the guy before, but after Felicity’s dream, just looking at him disgusted me. ‘If he touches mate, I will tear his head off,’ Dex growled. For once, I
A dream about Parker woke me from the most restful sleep I’ve gotten in a while. Being wrapped in Wyatt's arms feels safe, but guilt settles in my chest as my fingers run up and down his arm. I frowned, suddenly feeling hesitant about moving forward with Wyatt so quickly. I knew that we had been building a relationship long before Parker passed, but it’s still so fresh. In my dream, Parker was still alive. I felt him. Not just physically, but his presence. It felt more than a regular dream, but not immersive like my future telling dreams. I watched from afar while he played with Helena in the yard of the house that we built together. She was a toddler. Parker chased her around while she ran screaming happily. I felt a stray tear roll down my cheek thinking about the dream. Helena will never have those moments with her father. She never even got to know him. That chance was stolen from the both of them. It makes my heart hurt to think about everything that we lost. I
The two of us agreed and quickly headed out to the car that was waiting out front of the packhouse. As we were driving out of the pack lands, we passed by the Blue Lake. “Can we stop really quickly?” Wyatt nodded, pulling the car off to the side of the road. I rushed out, looking down over the edge of the hill. The lake was truly beautiful. Something that you would buy a photograph of and put it above your couch in your living room. The way the sun glistened off of the deep, blue water was breathtaking and so peaceful. Large birds dipped low, their wings nearly touching the top of the water as they flew. A family of turtles sat on the shore line basking in the sun. I pulled out my phone, snapping a picture of the lake, but I didn’t like the angle. I sat down, leaning back, and turning the phone sideways. Looking at the new photo, it was perfect. I bit my bottom lip, “Would you..... take a picture with me?” Wyatt tilted his head and a wide smile spread acro
I watched as Kai carried Felicity away, my heart shredding into pieces. The burning pain in my soul was unimaginable. Ash howled in pain, making my head throb. I knew I was dying. It’s such an interesting feeling. The pain from the arrow was nothing compared to the feeling of knowing that my life was over. That I would never see my daughter grow up. That I would never hold Felicity again. The rain had long stopped and I’d gathered enough strength to drag myself behind a fallen tree, hoping that at least I could die in peace. I silently prayed to the Moon Goddess to take care of Helena and Felicity in my absence. I felt dampness on my cheeks, but I don’t have the energy to wipe it away. I lay back in the mud, staring down at the hole in my chest. Black spidering veins crawled from the wound. My skin had grown ashen and it was getting harder and harder to breathe. Each breath felt like someone lit a torch in my lungs. ‘I’m sorry, Ash. I wish you could have had more
I’ve been trying to think of a plan to find the imprisoned wolves, but my mind does not want to work with me. I’m supposed to be the Beta, second in command, and my stupid brain won’t cooperate. ‘At least we both agree that your brain is stupid,’ Dex muttered. I rolled my eyes. He’d become increasingly annoying lately. It’s been difficult on both of us giving Felicity the space that she needs to move on. The second that the bond snapped into place, Dex wanted to take her and mark her. Holding back has taken a new level of restraint that I didn’t know I had. I ran my hands through my hair in frustration. I wanted to help her. I wanted to help free the wolves. I just didn’t know how to do that safely. Elenore has her place of business locked down in every way imaginable. It doesn’t help that Felicity left for her “date” with Vincent about twenty minutes ago. I’ve thought about crashing it, but I know how important it is to her to have Blue Lake as an ally. Bu
Maleigha nodded, sniffling again. “Felicity and I are fated mates. She had a dream, about the future, where we were getting intimate," I exhaled a heavy breath, "and Vincent was taking pictures of us.” I watched the blood drain from her face. She stood in front of us pale and wide eyed. “Oh. My. Goddess. I am so ashamed. I came in here the other night, in front of Felicity, and tried to come on to you," she gasped, shaking her head and pacing, "You guys are mates. What have I done? I’m so sorry for being so disrespectful....” Maleigha rambled on. “Felicity is an amazing she-wolf. She understands that our situation is less than conventional, and I’m sure she will hold no ill will." Maleigha nodded, sniffling, but looking unconvinced. The door to the suite swung open, “Wyatt, I need.....” Felicity stopped, seeing everyone gathered around the television. I rushed over, pulling her in for a tight hug and kissing her on the top of her head. Every moment that she'd spent
I woke up early this morning, tangled in Wyatt’s arms. The weight of what happened last night hit me like a ton of bricks. I love Wyatt. I’m in love with this perfect man, who accepts me as I am. Flaws and all. But grief is a funny thing. One moment, I’m able to smile, remembering the life that I got to share with Parker, and the next moment, my heart aches, missing him deeply. I chose to give myself to Wyatt last night, out of pure love. I wanted him. I wanted to share that part of me with him. But before last night, Parker was the only man who I’d shared myself with wholly. I don’t regret it. Not even in the slightest. I just hope that Wyatt doesn’t look down on me for moving on so fast. I guess it’s not even really moving on. It’s moving forward, because a piece of my heart will always remain with Parker. I almost asked him to mark me last night. I feel my cheeks heat, thinking about it. ‘When are you going to let me out to get a piece of Dex?’ Iris whi