“Mercy, hurry up!” August shouted up the stairs. “We’re going to be late!”“We can’t be late,” Mercy shouted back to him. “They can’t start without us. You’re the Alpha.”“Well, we’re supposed to be there in fifteen minutes, and it’ll take at least ten to get to the chapel.”“I’m coming,” Mercy said, sliding an earring into her ear and looking at herself one more time in the mirror. What her husband failed to realize was that she not only had to get herself ready, she also had to get the baby ready, and that took some time.She looked good in a nice red dress and silver dangly earrings. She wore a pendant around her neck that had a picture of August in one half and her daughter in the other. Her hair was up in a clip, and her knee length red dress was tight at the top but flowy at the bottom. Her red heels were not so high that she couldn’t walk in them easily.She hurried down the stairs to see August standing at the bottom of the stairs, holding their daughter, Abigail, in his arms.
Pain. All she could feel was pain--immeasurable, all-consuming pain that radiated all through her body, from the tips of her fingers and toes to the top of her head. As much as she wanted to go on, to continue, there was nothing more she could do. Having already fallen to the ground, in utter exhaustion, she found her will was not enough to lift her agonizing body up off of the leaf covered forest floor. Her eyes wouldn’t even open, so how in the world could she possibly manage to get her disagreeable limbs to push up from her prone position and continue on her way. No, she wasn’t going anywhere.As she lay there, darkness overcoming her, the wind stirring what was left of her cropped, dark hair, the idea that she couldn’t quite recall what she was running from came to mind. All she could remember was that she was afraid, deathly afraid, and having seen an opportunity to run, she’d done exactly that. Now, having fallen more times than she could count, striking her head on a tree trunk
“Quickly, carry her in here!”August Reeves heard a commotion outside of his office as he sat behind his desk, looking over a treaty a neighboring pack had sent to him a few days ago. They wanted hunting rights on a hundred acres of his northern territory, in exchange for no longer disputing a border they’d been contentious about for centuries, something he was considering granting them, but when he heard the chaos going on outside of his office, he was lured outside, leaving the papers behind.A band of his Omegas were walking by, quickly, carrying what appeared to be the body of a small, unconscious woman with them. His mother, the pack healer and acting Luna, Isabella, was motioning for them to hurry and get the woman to the clinic. Though his pack, Rising Moon, held over six hundred members, August was almost positive he’d never seen this woman before, even though he couldn’t see her face from the angle she was being carried.He hurried along behind them, almost forgetting to clos
August stepped outside with his three Omegas and his Beta, Beaux, so that they could tell him more about what had happened. He did his best to listen, but his mind kept going back to the woman inside of the Health Center. She looked so frail, so weak. His mother was a talented healer, and if anyone could find a way to help the girl, it was Isabella, but she was so broken, as his mother had said, she just might neve wake up.“She was just lying there, you know?” Grant was saying. “So still. I thought she was dead.”“She wasn’t moving at all,” Sidney reiterated. “It was frightening.”“We had to shift to get her back here,” Ronnie continued. “We found some clothes in a narrowed out hollow tree and shifted so we could carry her back. If she’d been even a little bit conscious, we might’ve been able to get her on one of our backs, but we were afraid she’d fall off.”August nodded. All of that made sense. “Why don’t you guys show me where you found her?” he suggested.“Sure. We need to get b
August was torn. Part of him wanted to immediately run straight to Black Hole Pack’s Alpha and ask him what he knew about the woman, but he remembered what Sidney had said in the Healing Center and thought that probably wasn’t the best idea. The other part of him wanted to sprint back to the Healing Center and check on the woman. He had to make sure that she was still alive. Even though he’d just gotten a glimpse of her tiny frame, something about her was intriguing in a way he’d never experienced before. Seeing all that she’d been through, how far she’d run, how much blood she’d spilled, all to get away from something so awful she was willing to run into the unknown to flee it, had his heart pounding out of his chest as he made his way back to the village, wanting to see how she was doing.The other three wolves went on their way to finish their patrol, and August came back into town by himself, letting Beaux know he was back so that his Beta could go on about his business. Only stop
Voices she did not recognize met her ears well before her eyes would cooperate. She couldn’t quite make out what they were saying, but she knew there were people nearby, at least two of them. One sounded like a woman, kind and caring, something she didn’t have a lot of experience with. The other was a younger person. Maybe a child. Or a teenaged girl? As her mind began to clear, the words became easier to understand.“Let her rest, and hopefully, she’ll be able to tell us something soon,” the older woman was saying.“I’ll change her bandages again in an hour or so,” said the other.Her eyes flickered open, finally, and a bright light filtered through her eyelashes. She wasn’t sure, but this place seemed unfamiliar. But then… everything seemed unfamiliar. Her body didn’t hurt any more, so that was something. Still, wherever her eyes landed, strangeness surrounded her in a way that made her heart rate increase.It was then that the older woman, who was standing at the foot of the bed ne
“You don’t remember anything?” Isabella asked, looking at the girl with an expression of both worry and sadness in her eyes.She lifted a hand to her hair again and noted that it seemed odd that it was so short. Hadn’t she had longer hair? “Uh, no. I don’t remember much of anything. Just….” What did she remember? Flashes of memories flickered through her mind as she thought about what she had been through recently. “Running.” She saw faces, angry ones. Long, sharp teeth. Hands raised and flying in her direction. She remembered the pain, too. Her bones ached. Her feet had been bleeding. She’d remembered urging herself to keep going, to move on as fast as she could go. She just couldn’t remember… why.Isabella sat down on the edge of her bed, next to her knee. “Do you remember anything else, honey?”She closed her eyes, trying to pull something out of the darkness. Her mind felt heavy, like a sponge that had sat so long in a pool of water that it had soaked up everything around it, lock
AugustAugust pushed through the door of the Health Center, coming as soon as his mother had let him know that the girl was awake and talking. He’d been in such a rush to get over to see her, he hadn’t let Isabella tell him much. For some reason he couldn't explain, the urge to see her for himself had compelled him to hang up the phone and jump up from his desk. Now, he did his best to slow his steps as he walked into the room, trying not to look like he was in such a rush, even though his heart was hammering in his chest.The curtain around the bed was pulled back so that as soon as he stepped through the door, his eyes met the large blue ones staring at him from across the room. Her black hair stuck out around her pale face, and an inquisitive expression let him know she wasn’t sure what to think of him. His mother was standing at the foot of the bed, a smile on her face.Words lodged in his throat as he wasn’t sure who to speak to first or what to say. The girl set a bowl and spoon