LOGINRickThe snow comes down in thick sheets, and we move through the growing blanket as quickly as I can.Xochitl has the pup tucked beneath his clothes, pressed against the heat of his body.He rediverts the blistering winds, encasing us in a bubble of warmth, but I know it won’t hold forever. We’re injured and tired from battle. Eventually our power will give out just like our bodies will.I use what strength I have left to cause collapses in the trees behind to slow down any pursuit.“We need to get out of this fucking forest,” Xochitl says. “Find a phone and somewhere dry we can hide until reinforcements come.”“Going to the edge of the forest now could be dangerous. They could be waiting for us to make that move.”“What options do we really have left? He’ll get hungry soon, and we have nothing to feed him. If he starts to cry, we’re as good as caught.”Xochitl hasn't mentioned what the mother said to him back at the Amaranth pack, so I haven't either, but eventually we're going to h
AriaThomas's dark circles are getting more pronounced as the days go on.Pack mates, namely the other healers, have been complaining about him being in a shit mood.Which, for Thomas, has to mean something truly heinous.He places the stethoscope on my belly and listens intently, moving it to several locations.“The heart beat is steady, strong.” He scribbles something down in his chart. “How have you been feeling?”“More tires lately and weak. It's like my physical strength is vanishing. And my powers are, well, acting up.”Thomas glances over his shoulder at Oliver and Barric standing in the corner. “That’s why you brought our electric friend today I assume?”I frown. “Yes Oliver. Has come medical documentation about syphers he has translated to help you with the new symptoms of this progressing pregnancy.”Oliver steps forward. “I made the notes as concise as I could but if anything lacks comprehension feel free to reach out and I'd be happy to dive into any of the concepts.”Thom
LiamOliver waits with the book in his hand, by the gates along with Ronan and Barric to welcome Selene to the pack.Ronnie stands behind him, looking uncomfortable and slightly annoyed, though she tries to hide it.I'm not sure what's going on there,e but I’m going to keep myself out of it, just like with the Didre/Ronnie showdown the other day.A black sedan drives up to the gates and parks in one of the visitor spaces.Oliver tucks the book in the crook of his arms.Two enforcers step out of the front seat, one walking up towards Ronan and the other going to the trunk.The back door swings open and Selene steps out, her suspicious stare sweeping all of it before landing on Oliver.She makes a beeline for him.“You fuck broke me out,” she says.“Not without contingencies,” he says with a rare smile.“Fuck it. I'll take what I can get. I was two seconds away from strangling Matt, so, as far as I'm concerned, this was perfect timing.”She pauses, looking at him closely.“We'll talk ab
Xochitl“You should have left well enough alone,” Jude says, taking a defensive position. “I would have granted you a few more days.”“Confident words for a dead man,” I sneer.The males I knocked down are starting to get to their feet.“I see the head,” the female shouts, glancing at me.It is then that I notice she's the same one who slipped Rick the note.The pregnant female screams, the chains linked to her arms rattling.The males growl, spreading out, cornering us.Then Jude attacks, shifting as he goes straight for Rick.Rick meets him, wolf against wolf, as the clash of fur and claw.I stay in my human skin, rushing over to the female, using a wind to snap one of her chains.“They’re going to kill the baby,” the girl who slipped Rick the note says.I dodge a swipe of claws. And whip the wolf back into the one gunning for me.“You just focus on getting that baby out safe,” I shout.Attacked from the side, I squeeze the air around me tight, until the wind is hard, solid.The wol
Xochitl“They're watching the cabin,” I say.Sitting cross-legged on the floor, I focus as I tap into the wind around us and feel for the heat signatures of the wolves who think they are being inconspicuous.“How many?” Rick asks.“Six.”All males, covering every single angle as if they expect us to venture out.No, as if they are afraid of us doing it.A creeping icy wrongness slides down my spine, and I can feel the concern from Thomas flare through our bond.If they were doing something, why would they not wait until we left?Oliver’s ritual books come to mind, and my instinct is sharp and cutting. That female risked something to get us that massage.It's a risk I won’t let go in vain.“A bit much for little old us,” Rick comments.“I’ve decided to take it as a compliment,” I say, standing. “At least we know this isn’t a trap.”Rick checks the time. “The hour is getting close. We should take care of the strays and get in place. I want to be ready to intercept whatever is going on.”
RansomClarkson studies Sage. He was quiet the entire time she spoke.He looks at her in a way I can't call hateful, but I can't call it endorsing either.“So Sage,” he says to me like he's testing it. “Why reveal yourself?”“Two reasons. One, you’re being lied to, and two, you're not the bad guy I thought you were.”“You sure about that?” he asks.“I know evil men. Men that manipulate, hurt, and kill all for the fun of it. You don't fit the bill.”“So which one do you think I fit?” He challenges.“I think you're an honest one. I want to be clear that I'm not expecting you to join hands with us and become a shifter champion. But I do have faith that even if you're not on our side, you won't be there when you learn just who and what the Feralis really is.”“A group of Wolves,” he guesses.“Ones that have turned on their own kind. Ones that would really like to get their hands on children.”A measured look crosses his face. “For what”Hazam narrows his eyes, as if he's trying to determi







