โNikolai!Nikolai, wait! Donโt go in there!โMax tries to stop me from going into the packhouse but I ignore him.The dead body at the foot of the stairs is the first thing that catches my attention. Itโs a womanโs body. The same woman that identified herself to me as head of the packhouse servants, and who spoke out against Nadiaโs treatment of the people working in my pack house.A woman standing to the side, still shuddering from tears as she looks at the body of her lifeless friend cleans her eyes rapidly once she notices my presence. With a bow that puts a sour feeling at the back of my throat she greets through a thick voice, โAlpha Nikolai.โMy eyes go back to the dead body, the fourth in less than one month, and a stab of guilt hits me. Itโs sharp, like the edge of a knife, but I can't show it. I canโt show the anger running through me. I have to be in control. My voice is firm and commanding as I ask, โWhat happened here?โThe guards standing watch make no move to clear the
Max comes into my office a moment later with a familiar grimace on his face and some sympathy in his eyes as he speaks, โI received your summons, Alpha.โI let out a breath, terrified to do anything else because I don't understand whatโs going on in my pack anymore.I donโt know how to handle Nadia, or the way she has my father under her thumb. Thereโs also the issue of her father.Getting rid of both of them would have been nice but thereโs no way to do that without breaking everything I've been working for. I just have to endure Nadiaโs antics, while making sure she doesnโt kill any more of my pack members. As for my father, heโs doing what he does best.Being a disappointment.I take my mind off that and look at the alliance sitting on my table instead, I gather the last of my strength and ask, โHave you sent my message over to the Tempest pack?โMax nods, taking a seat as he responds, โWe havenโt received a response yet but I'm positive that they have received it.โ He pauses for
โI said I don't want to see you.โEmeryโs sister is as feisty as ever, and as unwilling to see me as she was the first night I came.Weโve struck a truce though. Well not a truce, but weโve arrived at a sort of understanding. Each day she tells me she doesnโt want to see me, then I give her some kind of treat, and she calms down long enough for us to have a chat.Itโs strange.โI brought cupcakes.โRavenโs face does not brighten up like most children would. Instead her glare hardens even more and she folds her hand over her chest.I frown lightly. The death of another pack member is weighing on me with the force of the three that died already, and I need something to go well for me today, โDonโt be so difficult, bird.โRaven rises to the bait immediately, like a raven whose feathers have been ruffled, โI said not to call me that. And Layla thinks youโre spoiling me yโknow. Iโm still recovering and I should be listening to my doctor.โSheโs too smart for her own good.โDo you want the
The drive back to the packhouse is long and I wish it would last longer, but all rides must come to an end and this one does.I have a lot to do tomorrow.Despite the fact that I married Nadia to bolster my packโs wealth, I still have pack businesses to run. A wealthy wife doesnโt directly solve all a manโs problems, and when sheโs one that goes on a killing spree that becomes a problemโฆ. Well business is the only thing I'd rather focus on right now.Nadia is not in the room when I come in.Thereโs every chance sheโs found out I dismissed all the help in the packhouse and sheโs gone to do something stupid, like go to their houses and force them to come back. Like slaves.I hope someone pours a gallon of diesel on her and sets her on fire if she does that.But no, then I would have to pass judgement on that person instead of patting them on the back, and I doubt Nadiaโs father will let the pack that killed his daughter go lightly.We were friends when we were little. But for a time in
Emeryโs pov.The feeling of the warm sun and open fields sends a rushing thrill through my veins.I writhe on the floor, the steady weight of someone on top of me making my nipples harden and a rush of pleasure run amok in my brain. I can feel him.I can feel every inch of him going in, and out of me. I can feel the largeness of him filling me up and the formidable girth stretching me out, massaging my walls, making me feel deep liquid pleasure.I look up, and the face in front of me flashes. It shifts between the rough around the edges hardness of someone I've just known for a month, Raiden Tempest, Alpha and Protector of the Tempest Pack.And the arresting sharpness of a man I loathe. A man who makes my insides heat up with pleasure a thousand times more intense when his face finally settles onto his tall, muscular, body.I could run my hands over the planes of his form and I would know where I was each step. From hardset abs to his well formed calves.Nikolai Angel Night, Alpha and
Raiden is nowhere to be found when I go downstairs for breakfast.As I suspected, room service is not available in the Tempest pack and has not been for a long time.It never made sense to me how she always wanted to come into my room. I suspect she was in there before and already found valuable information, like the alliance document and all the faults I outlined within it.It would make a lot of sense. She knows information can be gotten from there, and she knows I would be blamed for whatever got leaked to the Redstones. Raiden canโt blame me for being relieved that will come to an end now.โYOU seem lost in thought..โ I look up at the sound of the voice and see Bryce standing beside me, his scar stark in the light of the morning light. I try not to sigh, because I know what heโs going to say next, โI havenโt been seeing you at harvests lately.โMort came to me a few days ago and told me Bryce has been pestering him with questions about me. He suspects Bryce has developed some kin
Raiden is still stone faced when I get into his office and I look away from his face, looking everywhere else but at him, because I'm not sure what I'd do if I hear whatever news he has and see the stony disapproving glare in his eyes too. Someone died. Yes, but that person was a spy.โThe Redstones are on the move.โA spy who probably leaked even more information before she killed herself.I donโt have the mental strength to be dramatic right now so I simply lean back and wait for Raiden to fill me in on the details.โAccording to Morโs contact in the Redstone pack, Alpha Caius is on the move. He targeted a small pack on the far north side of the state and he came back with a signed document which has the Alpha willing over his pack to him.We donโt know how he did it. We do know however that weโre next on the list so if weโre going to think of anything, we have to think about it now.Raiden sounds depressed.I would too if something like this was about to happen to my pack.I surpr
โLooking for me?โMort grins as he makes his way to my side and keeps pace with my particularly slow footsteps. I canโt think of anywhere i have to rush through right now, especially not after what i just heard in there. I shoot Mort a suspicious look as I ask, โWhy are you happy?โThe threat of the pack being taken from them looms closer every second and heโs wearing a smile. Thatโs not just odd, thatโs suspicious.โYouโre thinking somethingโs up with me arenโt you?โIt doesnโt happen often that Mort reads my mind to a T, but sometimes heโs able to correctly guess whatโs going through my head, albeit in a way that seems like heโs flirting with me.โI donโt see why youโd be smiling. I just came out of Raidenโs office and I'm not.โHe grins, โWell you arenโt the face of the pack. Pack members notice these things yโknow. Raiden is known for always having a menacing cold look on his face, and I'm known for having a full emotional spectrum, so if Raiden frowns, I frownโฆ.โโThe pack knows
โKonstantin and Irene were to each other, one half of the same moon, each half shining brighter than the other.Their love was forbidden because no one knew where Konstantin was from and no one knew his origins, but Irene was a princess of Tempest.She was born of storm and wind.She had power, more than anyone in her time did.โMor is clearly rushing over the tale and because of that I can tell that Irene wasnโt just any other princess with power. No, her tale was something special in the Tempest pack.Why Raiden said he didnโt know who she was, I don't know.โDid she die?โMor nods, โTragically too. But our pack legends say she shed her power into our pack, into every corner of the land and its people, and she became a protecting spirit. The ghost princess of the Tempest pack.โSilence comes afterwards and it takes me some time, but I rift through all I've learned and listen to the things that are not being said.โWhy would she appear then?โMor shrugs, โWhat did she look like?โI f
The moment I get back to the house I seek out Mor. When I see her she frowns, I frown too and take a deep breath before approaching her, "We have a problem on our hands.โMor frowns, because before this she was lounging in the chair and now I'm pestering her. Still she gets up and walks over to me,. grabbing me by the hand and dragging me outside, roughly too I might add.She takes me to the back and we stop at the edge of the treeline, โLook at it.โIโm slightly blown back by the beauty of this place but I don't know if thatโs what Mor wants me to see. Still I look at the treeline. The bounty of brown and green, the large trees and spindly shrubs.I take a deep breath and find my heart slowing down. It slows, and only then do I realise my heart has been beating fast.Faster than it normally should, and I didn't notice it at all.โI could hear your heart racing from the door, Emery. Whatever it is, I'm sure itโs not that bad.โFor once Mor is being kind, and i do my best not to smile
In a few more minutes weโre all settled in. There isnโt that much furniture in the house but thereโs enough for people to sit on without knocking knees with each other.Mor has already made dibs on one of the rooms upstairs and Raiden has informed me that I will be having the other one. The boys will rough it out downstairs.Itโs a bit late into the day by the time weโre truly settled, but we donโt have that much time here to spend it resting anyways.Raiden and I go out, taking Bryce and Cetus with us. Just a father and mother, and their two teenage sons.We want to see if thereโs nothing too peculiar about werewolves, aka, will the humans spot us from a mile away?We get a few stares here and there, mostly from strangers we simply pass by the side of the road.Bryce and his cousin already know the drill. Do not draw attention to yourself. Do not growl. Do not snarl. No flashing eyes. Nothing that marks us as werewolves.Raiden told them this himself, but I think he forgot another
A week ago when Raiden came to me with news of the exams Bryce and Cetus would be writing, we went over the college requirements together.The first obvious issue was of course the fact that theyโre going to human schools.Itโs in a city thatโs just at the edge of the werewolf borders, but itโs also one of those cities where thereโs no doubt that there has been some leakage over the decades.A human city this close to the werewolf borders will have people occasionally slipping through from both ends. Some come in legally, after going through rigorous vetting and checking at the borders, but others slip in and out like little phantoms in the night. We're not going to be slipping through, but we also aren't going to be going through the normal ways.Mor throws a glare my way as her way of asking, "Are you ready for this?"I can almost hear the thought leaping from her head, but she's not saying it. I don't think she wants me to act as Raiden's wife, but she's doing her best to get cool
Raiden doesn't ask me any more questions after that and I'm able to go through the rest of my breakfast in peace.Itโs not like he disturbs me. Itโs just that up until now, I still donโt know why he left the packhouse that afternoon.The day Max was here they did speak, but they didnโt tell me what they spoke of. Raiden admitted he and Max had a conversation. But if it was concerning me or the pack, i donโt know.Heโs refused to tell me why he went off all alone that day, or what was in the letter he read from Amanda.Speaking of Amanda, I turn to Mor and dare asking, โHowโs the boy? Julius.โAbout a week ago, Raiden left the pack and came back with a young boy. About seven or eight. He said the boy was Amandaโs brother, Julius. The pack received him in with open arms and he's been with Julia ever since.Sheโs been taking care of him, and sometimes I've been changed to see both of them. I think I can say Amanda was particularly drawn to Julia because she reminded her of her brother. N
โShouldnโt you be outside, celebrating with your friends too?โBryce settles in the seat beside me with his breakfast in hand and shrugs, โI already did. Last night.Weโve said our goodbyes, plus everyone celebrating right now is celebrating Cetus. His whole band of soon to be warrior friends will probably try to make anyone else feel bad if they were to celebrate and I don't want to make any noise.โโBut you should.โBryce looks at me and I nod, because while I understand why he doesn't want to overshadow his cousinโs happiness, he has to realise he has a claim to happiness as much as anyone else.Heโs grown into a beautiful young man in the past month I've been here. He was striking because of his scar the first time I saw him. But itโs like everything about his features have settled into serenity now.He doesn't look odd. Even the scar looks like something he canโt do without now. His body might have changed but his character didnโt change much.Heโs still the weird kid obsessed wi
~Two weeks later.~โEmery!Emery where are you?!โMorโs voice grates against my ears but I remain silent. Iโm putting the final touches on my look and I need total concentration for that.If I'm going to pull this off, then I need to be unrecognizable. I need to make sure no one who knew me before would know me now.I stare in the mirror and let the moment drag forever. The woman that stares back at me is different from the one that came here.To begin with, her hair is no longer the raven black it had always been. Now itโs a dark gemstone red. Itโs not ruby red because I promised Mor I would kill her in her sleep if she made my hair ruby red out of spite.I was fully prepared to cut it if she did me like that.But to her credit, she didnโt. She gave me a red bordering on such black that if I stand in a shadow, my hair looks black, but when I step into the light, the red bleeds through..Iโve put on a bit of weight because the pregnancy is coming along quickly, but not enough that I c
I turn my head to the side to look at Max and heโs looking at me too. His eyes hold a firmness that tells me heโs serious about what heโs saying, but I anticipated this.While I was going through the mechanical motions of taking care of the wounded, I thought about this. About what I would say if Max decided he wanted to try and convince me to come back to the pack.He is Nikolaiโs Beta after all. No packโs Alpha has ever had their mate live in another pack. I asked myself what I would do if he tried to convince me to come back, just for the sake of the pack and the man he serves.โWhat would I do if I went back to the pack?โMax takes a deep breath and proves me right. Heโs also been thinking about how heโll convince me to come back to the pack with him.He has a list neatly set out. A picture in his head. A perfectly male picture in his perfectly male head.I listen as he tells me about the house a little ways into the woods at the edge of the pack. A quaint three bedroom house with
Bernard leaves me on my own for the rest of the day and I try not to let myself think too much concerning what he said.Iโve long ago stopped trying to make myself feel like I might be special in some way. I had enough time in Nikolaiโs pack to think and wonder about myself.The long hours spent waiting for Nikolai to come back from work, well when i wasnโt thinking of him, and wetting my panties at the thought of him, i thought of myself, and how i didnโt have a wolf.How i probably wonโt ever have a wolf, because no matter how much my parents tried i couldnโt shift.Everyone knows a werewolf that canโt shift into their wolf form is no better than a human. Thereโs nothing they can do to help the pack. Theyโre not special in any way. A wolfless wolf isnโt a werewolf. A wolfless wolf is useless.And I tried to make myself feel like there was something else to me than what meets the eye. I tried to find it, but there was nothing there.I had no gifts to speak of. No special ability. No