*Quinn* I'm already at least 100 yards away when the aganozied scream rips through her throat. Before I even have time to comprehend whats happening to Ingrid her wolf is blowing past me and headed straight into the forest towards the fight. "INGRID!" My shout contorts in my throat, emerging as an imhuman roar. The One thing I never mentioned to her was the the white wolves were warriors for their packs to their very core. If a pack member was in trouble and called for help the white wolves would lay down their life to protect them. But I never thought we would be in this situation, I've almost trippled patrols in the past month so we would never be put in this situation. I also didn't know if this particular bit of information was true. Turns out it is and its a hell of a time for the fucking warrior princess to come out and try to play. And Ingrid? She has no idea why Jules pushed so hard to get out and I'm sure they are both fucking terrified of what just happened. The warrior i
*INGRID* *Ingrid* My head whips around to the man/beast that's behind me when he speaks. I don't even know how he got ahold of or how he forced me shift, one second I was viciously tearing into a rogue's throat and the next I was being lifted off the wolf by the fur on the back of my neck that started disappearing while my body was forced back into human form. I look up and catch Quinn's gaze as he's shifting. The rest of our pack warriors have joined him in staring at us, just waiting on the order from their alpha to tear the rogues to shreads. I can see the barley contained fury on Quinn's face, and worse: fear. Mindlinking Beta Jackson I repeat the mantra that I've been telling myself for days on end when I thought it would be Stone that attacked our pack, 'Whatever happens to me you do not let our pack fall. I know Quinn can survive if I die, but the pack will parrish if he does. This is my dying wish.' I lift my gaze to Beta Jackson after I close the mind link and see dete
*QUINN* *QUINN* Not once did it ever occur to me that my mate would be a fucking white wolf. Not once did it occur to me that the very people who attacked us and spoke a different language that she would understand. Time seemed to meld together into one rolling monotonous reel in this pit of hell that was my mind since Ingrid became unconscious in the forest. The rage I felt towards the Rogues who attacked us just boiling under the surface, ready to come out and play if she didn't awaken soon. Torturing was getting us no where, none of the rogues could even speak. Every last one of them had their tongues ripped out to prevent leaking information I'm sure. And the beast who captured Ingrid had fully shifted back into a man, who had a suprisingly calm heartbeat for someone that was being beaten left and right. He keeps smiling at me every time I check in with Jackson, like he knows something I dont and he's just biding his time until it comes to light. Each time we locked eyes we we
*Ingrid* Am I prepared for this? Stone's question bounces through my mind, playing on a loop. 'We can do this Ingrid, we can take Quinn. You, me, and our powers? You know we can take his whole pack out with just the three of us. Stone knows nothing about me or the thing that lurks in the shadows.' Jules says encouraging me. 'Jules, we don't really know enough about the shadow or what he is. I don't even have a good handle on my powers. I could hurt someone from out pack. We can't risk that... But you are right. If this is what Stone wants to do then this is the way we have to do it.' Having made up my mind I speak out to answer Stone, "Fight you to the death for the Grey Ridge Pack? Absolutely. For my mate to not be harmed? Yes. I'm prepared for that Stone." I can hear the whispers swirling around me, Stone's pack members wondering why he's even trying to humor me. They think he will rip me apart since I don't "have a wolf." Seems like Stone threatened Ezra and the other men who
*Willow* If this fucking inbred stupid little bitch thinks that she can disrespect my Alpha In front of our whole pack she has another thing coming. I’ve hated her since the moment my father brought her home, clinging to him, covered in blood, screaming bloody murder. We had been just fine without her, him and I. It was few years after my mom died in the rogue attack, dad and Alpha Stone were following a trail on the rest of the rogues who attacked us. Hours later he came bounding in the front door Stone hot on his tail with Ingrid wrapped around him screaming like she was on fire. Ever since he brought her home I’ve always felt second best to her, dad paid her more attention, babied her every step of the way. Everything he did just made my hate grow into something uncontrollable, so I set out to make her as miserable as possible. Hoping she would tuck tail and get the fuck out of my life. Although I never suspected it would come to this, I never thought Alpha Stone would try to
*Ingrid* It felt like I was trapped in one of those terrifying nightmares. The ones where you have to run, run until your lungs feel like they may burst right inside your chest. But you just can't seem to make your body move fast enough. I know I'm close to overheating, pushing my body to far way to fast. The sunlight beating down from the sky is burning my skin. Hot. Bright. All-consuming. My legs burn with the intensity of this stupid three day trek across the mountains and into the forest, but they seem to move slower and slower as I try to fight my way through the dense terrain. My body wanted me to give up completely, but I have come so far already and there was no freaking way I could stop now that I'm almost there. This journey is imperative to my survial. I just hope I make it before my body decides to gives out. The only time I've stopped to high up in a tree they almost caught me. I had to wait hours curled up on a branch barley moving before they moved onto another se
*Quinn* I was ninety-nine percent sure I was actually losing my mind. The reasons I was so certain were that, first, I was sitting right at the edge of our protected lands staring into the forest. Somewhere I hardly ever ventured unless it was needed. But the intense pull that I felt to this piece of the land today made it extremely hard to stay away, even if I didn't know the cause for the pull. So I've been laying here in the field for hours, just enjoying the sunshine. Staring into the forest at all of the different animals wondering about through our land, basking in the scorching heat from the day. Waiting for whatever reason I've been pulled here to come to light. And the second reason, I was almost positive that I could hear at least a dozen sets of feet hitting the earths floor coming straight towards our land. At that thought my brain finally snapped out of it's internal fog. Fuck. This is why I'm here, this is why I felt the pull to be here so strongly today. This ha
*Ingrid* The enormous black wolf lunges straight over my head, crouching down in front of me. Letting out a growl so deep from within his chest it shakes the ground beneath my feet. I fall back onto my butt, scared out of my freaking mind, I crouch down behind this menacing wolf thats trying to protect me. All I can do is thank the Goddess it was aimed at the men who were chasing me and not towards me. I could feel the anger pouring off of Alpha Quinn, seeping into the air. "Alpha Quinn, my name is Ezra. I'm a warrior for the Black Ridge Pack. The girl belongs with us, she is the daughter of our Beta Donovan. She is meant to be Alpha Stone's next mate by the full moon in two weeks." Abso-fucking-lutely not. No, I wasn't. At Ezra's words a sudden anger takes over my body, clouding around me and trying to pull me under. I can't shift and try to attack them. I can feel the fast beating of my heart and the high-pitched hum of blood in my ears. Anger racking over every inch of my bod