James had asked her a few questions, on the way to the pack, but nothing more than that. Elizabeth hadn't minded answering, and truthfully, she thought it was good for her. And for him.If they both knew the other had a fiancé, if they both spoke about them, they wouldn't focus on each other, and disrespect their vows.They were silent the rest of the drive through.They pulled up to the boundary, and there was no way she would have known that except that the truck in front of them slowed down, and then passed through a thicket of trees, coming out at a clearing, and then stopped.They pulled up next to them, and everyone climbed out of the truck.The Sycamore wolves went first, though there wasn't much to worry about. There were no guard wolves that ran them down. Elizabeth almost stared in confusion. She'd sensed the Moirai wolves all through her passage to her cabin, following her, even though she'd been invited.How had no wolves thought to even glance at three trucks, piled
Elizabeth spent the whole night watching over the sleeping Luna. She wanted to be sure Selene was free from the moon's grip. And when the sun rose, the Luna rose with it, waking properly.James had stayed by her side the entire night, even though Elizabeth had begged him to go sleep. He told her he could stay awake one more night without any harm, but he couldn't leave their only pack healer unattended and without protection in a foreign pack.Kenneth had agreed with him, and tried to stay as well, but he had been awake the entire day before, and most of the previous night. Kenneth didn't have an Alpha's strength, so James had given him an order to sleep.The wolf had pouted and snarled, but an Alpha's Edict couldn't be disobeyed. And in the most blatant and daring display of breaking the Edict but still technically following it, Kenneth had shifted in his wolf form inside the sleeping Luna's tent, and curled up around Elizabeth's chair and gone to sleep.He was, technically, still
{Flashback}Elizabeth spent three days caring for the dying wolf. He hadn't woken up yet, which meant his body was healing itself, or trying to. The wounds hadn't gotten any worse. But they hadn't gotten any better either. Still he was dying, not dead, so Elizabeth continued to care for him. Changing bandages and face clothes as much as she needed to.His fever had left him drenched in sweat, so she'd been forced to bath him at least once a day, and change the bedsheets each time. It was very possible he was sweating out the toxins in his body, and she didn't want those toxins staying around.It was the fourth day after she'd pulled him from the forest that the injured wolf started to stir.Elizabeth darted to the other side of the house, near the front door. He was a strange wolf, still. Dying and injured and desperately in need of help, he was still a strange wolf in her home.She had to be ready to fight or run, if she had to.So she stayed a safe distance away as he slowly st
James woke to find Elizabeth curled against his chest, shielded in his arms. He remembered waking up like this more than once before. But the time that came back to him is the first one. When he couldn't even see her face.She was absolutely beautiful, even when she slept.He remembered when he'd woken up after passing out, almost a full day later. She'd stayed with him the entire time, not wanting to let him lose her warmth for even a moment. She'd been starving, not having eaten for so long, but she had kept herself glued to his side.He had woken up that morning knowing something was different. About him, about her. He hadn't felt in danger in her home before that, but that morning was the first time he'd felt truly safe in a very long time.James glanced down at her again, frowning. She was not sleeping peacefully.Her eyes moved rapidly, her heartbeat erratic, fast and then slow. Her breathing uneven.'A nightmare?' James thought.But then her eyes opened slightly, and he s
Elizabeth and James turned to Selene, stunned at her words.James realized he had never made the distinction. Most of the packs surrounding him had been aware that he had chosen a future Luna, but as Katrina was not Luna yet, she had still not been introduced as such.And here he was, introducing a she-wolf to them on a humanitarian mission. Sometimes, the Lunas accompanied the Alpha's on diplomatic missions. It didn't matter much for the sake of safety to keep the Luna at home. If the Alpha was killed, the next Alpha to ascend would have a different Luna by his side, and the old one would be driven out, or absorbed as a servant into the pack.It was a very natural assumption that Elizabeth was Luna. It was one he would have made, had the circumstances been different.Still, it needed clarification."I'm not," Elizabeth began to say.But James didn't give her a chance to speak."I haven't taken a Luna yet," James clarified. "But this is Elizabeth, my packs most valuable healer.
Elizabeth sat in the Alpha's Hall, having finished her supper, she was almost exhausted. But she kept going, feeding off the energy of the wolves here. It was like they were just starting to live again.They had been working for days straight. James had taken a group of fifteen wolves to the forest and thinned quite a few of the trees strategically. He'd uprooted the trees themselves.This allowed them to make almost another entire clearing, and the herd animals had already begun grazing there, the grass springing up, no longer competing with trees for nutrients.Elizabeth had watched as James had herded some gazelle, then wild goats, and then deer, to the clearing. It was simpler than just hoping they would stumble on it themselves.The fallen trees had also given them more wood than even James had imagined, and with thirty wolves working around the clock on constant rotation, James had already had five more cabins built in just a week. Five new homes for five families.Elizabeth
{Flashback}Phillip had been recovering at a steady pace for the past few days. After the initial shock and loss of body warmth, Elizabeth had been monitoring the temperature in the cabin and Phillip's own personal temperature closely for the past couple of days.He'd been improving almost steadily. His eyesight had been badly damaged by the attack. It had partly returned, but she'd warned him it might not ever heal entirely. He could see the major outlines of things, but no detail. He could see the shape of her, but not the features that made her up.She'd also been watching his diet and recording every single thing down in her journal.She knew enough about healing to know that recovering from an Alpha's wounds was something that needed to be documented. Their world had such precious little information on healers and healing, that everything new had to be treated as valuable. Every piece of information was priceless.Phillip watched her from the bed, and Elizabeth didn't mind to
Elizabeth felt his lips on hers again, and for the third time, her mind jolted. It was like it was trying to remind her of something. A feeling, a sense she just couldn't escape.The first time she'd felt it was the first time he'd kissed her. Then again the first morning she woke up alone, after sleeping in the same bed as him. And now. As she felt his lips against hers, she felt her mind and soul warring within her. Trying to get her to remember.But remember what? Who was James to her? Why had she been dreaming of him since before she'd met him? Why had he felt so familiar to her?James pressed against her, and Elizabeth felt the tree trunk against her back, as James' torso pressed against her chest, trapping her between himself and the tree. He wrapped his arms around her entirely, pulling her as close against him as he could.Elizabeth felt his desperation and his need as he clung to her. And her first instinct was to respond. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him