is a wail in my mind, frustration at being captured mixed with dread of being taken from our mate, from our pack. My gaze follows the pictures, to the opposite side of the stone walls where a large mosaic picture of the White Wolf stares back at me. If my current situation wasn’t so dire, I
~ Josie ~ The clanking sound of chains wakes me, the noise not familiar to me. It seems to occur each time I move my legs, as I try to reach for the duvet…a cold chill running across my body. As I gain my consciousness, I finally hear the echo of my own sighs…my eyes flashing open to reali
“She played us. She tricked me.” She growls out, her jaw tenses as her eyes move to the floor behind me. I spin on the spot, making a point of not letting my mate go when I notice Medea’s dead body trapsed across the floor. “She attacked you?” “They planned a diversion at the front of the pa
~ Jaxon ~ As soon as Jace alerted us to the attack, I ordered our warriors to shift and make the journey in fur form. There was just no chance of us getting to the Amber Desert in time via transport, we needed to cut corners, we needed to cut across fields. Mum and Dad both shifted and follo
knees drop to the floor. The fired bullets having hit her in the chest…she drops Rosa’s wolf, the blade bouncing off the ground as she uses her free hands to feel the bullets embedded into her skin. “I curse the lot of you….I curse the Varon name.” She snarls out, hatred clear in her voice a
~ Jace ~ They just keeping fucking coming, one after another. We thought an attack would be imminent, so we had Ares stationed near the pack borders with Red Thorn warriors, the rest remaining back with Uncle Orpheus and Auntie Rosa. Ares isn’t of age, yet he was ready to lead a team…espec