GRACE
"Grace, where the hell are you?" Monica sounded frantic over the phone, "Rumors have been spreading around the pack that you ran away and then I felt our mind link shatter and your link to the pack severe. What's going on?"
There was a warm feeling in my heart at how much Monica truly cared for me. She came off as bitchy but her heart was anything but. She just had a difficult time showing it sometimes.
I looked up at Silas who slept next to me in bed. Ever since I asked him to sleep with me he never left my side, taking care of me as much as he could each time a new wave of heat hit me. He smiled down at me, fingers tracing the length of my spine. My eyes silently asked him if I could disclose the truth to my best friend to which he smiled and nodded.
"I'm fine, Mono. I did run away and I was heading back to the pack but Silas caught up and stopped me," I dropped my voice, whisperin
GRACEThursday rolled in quickly. My heat had ended and I felt amazing. If Silas was unhappy that we hadn't completed the mate bond, he never showed it. He insisted that he would wait until I could give myself to him but everything else was still fair game.We managed to talk a lot during the last few days. He was still way too stressed for his own good but being around me calmed him, I could tell that much. We told one another about our childhood. Although his was spent just as Sydney's — sheltered and in a house which felt more like a prison — he still had fairly fond memories. Especially of his younger sisters.His opinion about pack laws differed from the past alpha from what I could tell. Silas was all for change, throwing out the old and bringing in the new to improve and strengthen the pack. However, if his father didn't stop butting his head in every matter, Silas would never truly get a chance to run
GRACE"You look exactly like her," Helene hissed, anger seeping into her words as her eyes gave me a once over, "the same hair, body shape, skin color. The same pale blue eyes. Whoever killed her meant it as a message directed to you." As she spoke, more venom leaked into her voice, shouting for the rest to hear.Silas took a threatening step forward to the girl. Her outburst not only disrespected me but him as well. I wouldn't allow him to punish her because of her words though. It made no sense to when clearly she was greaving and angry. Silas failed to mention that major detail about that dead body. All he said was: 'Just another random pack member...'But it wasn't completely random, was it? That girl was chosen because she resembled me just the way that child was chosen because she was the closest to Sydney's appearance they could get. Something else clicked in my head as well. The youn
GRACEWe sat in the kitchen of the pack house, Lana nursing a steaming cup of coffee in her hands. She sat up on a bar stool, elbows on the counter. Silas and I knelt against the island, arms crossed with confusion lacing our features. We had to bring her here because she refused to disclose anything to me while surrounded by so many men ready to attack her.Silas sent his men away and personally escorted us back here. He wasn't too thrilled about the idea of allowing a rogue within the pack borders but I somehow subdued him. One: I would have never allowed him to hurt Monica's mate and Two: she didn't smell the way normal rogues smelt. She had this earthy scent with an undertone of smoke from a campfire."Thanks for the coffee," she muttered, holding up the mug, "you really didn't have to. I'm sort of use to werewolves that belong in packs being rude to me. Treating me like I'm the plague or something," she
GRACEThe rest of the week sped by and by the weekend, we had nothing. It was like Monica had vanished off the face of the Earth. There wasn't even a scent for us to track or a note left behind with some sort of threat. I guess the note wasn't needed. I got the threat and the warning loud and clear. If I continued staying here, more people I cared about would be harmed and even more strangers would die.Silas had sent wolves to the Silver Dawn pack to somehow track Monica's scent but they returned to us with strange news. There was no scent left behind. It was like Monica never existed in the pack. Whoever took her somehow made it seem like Monica was just a figment of my imagination.We knew she was still alive but hanging onto a thread. With each passing day, Lana could feel the mate bond getting weaker and weaker. She described it as a thread snapping daily under the tension of them not only being separate
SILAS "Nothing, absolutely nothing? Are you completely certain?" I asked, pacing across the length of my office in the pack house. Xander had finally returned from the lead he had been tracking but even that hit a deadend which forced him to turn and come right back."I tried, Silas. But tracking them only led me so far and then it was like their scent vanished. I'm not even sure how," My beta, Xander said sounding perplexed. His thick brows pinched together, shoulders slack in disappointment. It seemed like he finally met his match. Whoever did this, fucked with my entire life, was someone skilled and knew his way around my kind, "It's like their scent was there but I couldn't grasp at it long enough to track it. There were too many other smells distorting it." Xander continued.I waved a hand, "That doesn't matter now. We have to find another way to sort this problem out. First we need to figure out how th
GRACE His full, beautifully defined lips curled into a smirk, fingers circling my wrists tightly — but not too tightly, "Take care of me how?" When his words left his lips they sounded husky. The depth of his voice did things to me I didn't know were possible. It had me clenching my tights together as a tight feeling balled in my stomach.My tongue darted out of the corner of my mouth which caught his eyes. He watched intently as I swiped my tongue over my bottom lip, wetting my drying lip. There was a flash of purple that shone in his eyes before simmering down back to it's honey color. To be honest, I didn't know what the hell I was getting myself into. I was by no means confident in bed but I felt like I owed him that much.Which made no sense considering he forcibly marked me!Wriggling my wrists to loosen his hold, I made quick work of his belt buckle. It surprised bot
GRACE We walked silently to the park. Darkness bathed us in all its glory. The moon was barely out; a little crescent lighting up the night sky with clusters of stars surrounding it. The sight would have been beautiful if my anxiety gave me a break to appreciate it. The streets were dimly lit with yellow hues of the lamp posts which helped guide us to our destination.Warm wind whipped through my hair, igniting the fire of my anxiety further. The prickles of goosebumps that coated my skin were simply something I had no control over. It wasn't only the thought of visiting the spot Sydney was taken that daunted me. No, it was meeting someone from the pack with unique abilities that werewolves didn't generally have that creeped the shit out of me.It made me wonder how strong the Green Forest pack actually was; not just in numbers. Now, I was expected to rule this pack alongside their alpha and the thought i
GRACEAfter training this morning, I had to face a two and a half hour trip back to the Silver Dawn Pack. Silas and I were in his blacked out SUV while Kyrah and Xander followed closely behind. It would have made sense to just take one car, however, Silas wanted to be alone with me so we could discuss things further.Xander left our home last night as soon as he pitched us his idea. The plan didn't sit well with Silas but I was determined on executing it. There wasn't going to be any flirting or what not involved. The wolves guarding the house were shit scared of their alpha and now that I carried his mark, they would down right refuse any of my advances. That would make getting comfortable with them a little harder but I knew I could do it. Plucking the bad apple from the bunch would be easy. All I had to do was turn on my charm.I missed Monica. If I had been in contact with her, if she knew half the shi