LOGINWhen I exit the training facility I see Madeline sitting outside waiting for me. The moment she sees me she gets to her feet and wraps my arm over her shoulder. Tears burn in my eyes, Madeline waiting for me, literally supporting me is amazing. I’ve never had friends in my corner.
My family yes but never friends. Previously even Cooper felt as if it was an obligation because I’m his sister and not because he’s proud of me. Things are changing and even though on most days I don’t want to get out of bed and train the appreciation and respect it’s earning me makes it worthwhile.
Never had I missed true friendship because I didn’t have them. Viera being ‘nice’ to me was good enough. This life I see her as she really is a mean vile hypocrite.
“You shouldn’t have let Danny get to you. I bet he’s still pissed that you beat his crush up yesterday,” Madeline sighs.
“I know, but when he grabbed me something snapped,” I answered truthfully. I still don’t know if it was Naveah who snapped or if it was my deja vu of being so defenseless while I was dragged away, abused and tortured.
At the door of our family home, Madeline hugs me and leaves. With a groan I enter. The moment I set foot in the living room, they stop talking. Mom, Dad and Cooper were definitely discussing something important.
“What were you discussing?” I ask them but mainly looking at Cooper.
“Dad and I spotted signs of rogues while patrolling the border,” he answers.
A flashback hits me, in the dungeon Viera came to see me.
“Remember during the second round of the selection for the academy? That Daddy had to break all the rules and save you from that rogue? I don’t think you could forget that. You should have been eliminated for that intervention.
But we all know that daddy secretly added you to the list even when you failed every selection criterium. But remember the rogue incident? That you claimed you couldn’t reach your wolf and nobody believed you because you’re such a shitty fighter? I just wanted you to know you were right.
I added wolfsbane to your drink during lunch. Just a few drops is not enough to kill you but enough to keep you from your wolf.”
I stared blankly at her, she smirked and left. Up until then I’d considered her a friend but I was clearly wrong. I was so far gone her confession didn’t even sting, she was just one of the many people who had in some way sabotaged me, betrayed me and now flaunted their deeds in front of me. Rubbing it in, knowing that they won and won't face any consequence.
But that was my first life. Things will be different now. I have the knowledge to prevent things from happening. But I can’t outright tell them that I know things, or what will happen in the near future.
“Dad, Cooper, about the rogues, I don’t think they’re here by coincidence," my voice trails off. How am I going to convince them?
“It’s a gut feeling based on some rumors and maybe it’s a complete coincidence but please look into who is in charge of the patrols when the rogues attack. My gut says the attacks are less frequent and severe if Beta Carlo is in charge of the patrols.”
Dad and Cooper stare at me as if they see water burning.
“That is a very serious accusation you’re making,” My father stares at me. His eyes are stern and he seems to be searching my face for truth.
“Liberty, is that why you got into a fight with Viera and Verity yesterday?” Cooper asks, looking at me as if he senses there’s more going on. I can’t blame him. Suddenly I’m training as if my life depends on it while before I just let the days slide by. Dreaming of my future, of my mate, not paying attention to the world around me.
Dad sighs heavily, “Liberty, I’ll pay extra attention to them and the rogue situation. But until you have proof of what you just claimed I don’t want to hear from you about this again.”
“Thank you dad for heeding my warning,” I gratefully smile at him.
“Let’s play backgammon Liberty,” Cooper changes the subject.
In his room he gets out the board and sets it up. We spend the evening chatting about things we never talked about before. It hurts to realise that we missed so much of each other's lives because I lived only for my future, never in the now.
/We should thank the Moon Goddess in our prayer for our more meaningful second life,/ Naveah suggests
When we’re done playing Backgammon I get up to go to bed. Cooper gets up as well to hug me, “Liberty, I don’t know what happened to you that made you change overnight but it’s a good change. I’m proud of you. Keep it up. Don’t worry about Mom, Dad and me, focus on getting into the academy. We’ll manage ourselves.”
In bed I pray to the Moon Goddess to thank her for my rebirth. For the chance to actually live my life instead of letting it slip by. The friendship with Madeline though still fresh feels more genuine than any other friendship I’ve had before. The connection with Cooper and my father is also more meaningful. The relationship with my mother is harder as she finds it unbefitting for a girl to be training so hard.
My mind goes to MacKenzie, the omega who I considered my friend. I now realise that she was not a friend in the way Madeline is. She never stood up for me but she was loyal. She took care of me and when Blake was born of him with an unmeasurable amount of love.
MacKenzie was devoted to Blake. In the end I failed them both. I couldn’t protect them from Hartley and Candy. I will have to do better for MacKenzie and come to terms that I will never give birth to Blake in this life. The sadness of Blake never growing up envelopes me and it takes a long time before I drift off to sleep.
Groaning in pain I stretch my sore, painful screaming muscles. The mirror shows me that I’m healing up nicely. “I won’t let Viera, Verity or Danny seduce me to a fight disguised as spar today,” I promise myself and Naveah out loud. In response to my promise Naveah wraps me in her pride.
On my way to the gym I decide to pick up Madeline so we can walk together only to discover that I don’t know where she lives. So much for being a good friend. I’ll walk her home after training.
In the training area I see that even if I’d known where Madeline lives I would have knocked on her door for nothing. She’s already here practising the moves Gamma Heath explained yesterday.
“Good morning Liberty!” she enthusiastically greets me, “I thought I’d get here early so I can help you make up for missing yesterday's class!”“That's great!” I smile as I drop my things and go over to the sparring mat.
She talks me through the forward sweep. The forward sweep is to be used carefully during spars as it targets the front of the legs instead of the back. Taking someone down with a forward sweep can result in knee and shin injuries. While we are all werewolves and especially with a little help from a doctor we heal it still hurts like hell and is inconvenient.
Slowly others start coming in minding their own business and finding a spot to warm up and practise the forward sweep.
“Goodmoring Madeline,” Verity’s nails on a chalk board voice sounds,” Viera and I would like you to team up with us during the trials,"
“I’m definitely teaming up with Liberty. Thank you for your offer though,” Madeline politely declines and turns her back to Verity.
“You know you're chances with us are higher than with her," Verity tries again.
Madeline jumps and high kicks in Verity’s direction, forcing Verity to step back ”Last fight I saw you and Viera neither of you could defeat Liberty. Now move on, go pester someone else to join you and Viera.”
“Morning Folks! Gamma Heath enters the hall and starts the training.
Liberty pov “I presume all went well as you’re back without MacKenzie,” Dad welcomes me when I enter the kitchen. I can see he is relieved that and back and that MacKenzie is not back.“Yes, all went well. She was scared at first but when I left she and Olwyn were fine.”“We need to talk through possible scenarios after dinner,” Dad calls after me as I make my way upstairs to shower and change into clean clothes.Cooper, Dad, Gamma, Heath and I sit in Dad’s office to discuss the options. We need to have plans for different scenarios. Claude and the rogues might not be on time or he might not come at all. King Truett might not want to send men to fight his son. Though my dream told me the message would at least reach Claude in time. Though I did not see Claude or Cassius fighting I did see Madeline.I share my experience of fighting zombie rogues. They worry about Rosebelle being present this time. We plan on leaving her for Morgan but we don’t know how to recognise her so we could a
Liberty povAs I watch Maverick leave a heavy feeling grows in my stomach. Mom wraps her arm around me and hugs me from the side. When she wipes a tear from my cheek I pull myself together. We’ve come a long way and we won’t make it if I throw myself a pity party now. Dad is leaving a message for Claude hoping that he will quickly collect it and can come to our aid. If we’re lucky he’ll be here the day after tomorrow. I hope we have more than two days to prepare. We sit at the dining table and chat a little more, making plans and going through different options. MacKenzie and Mum are quietly listening while they’re crocheting. “I’m going to bed, MacKenzie, we're getting up early tomorrow to bring you to Olwyn,” I say as I get up. I fall asleep easily but not long after I notice that I’m having a dream. It’s been awhile since I had a forecasting dream. Though this is the first time that I’m partly conscious and know that this is a dream. I’m watching a fierce battle. I can even see
Maverick povThe moment I step over Howling Moons borders I feel eyes upon me. It doesn’t feel like Liberty. If she were watching me I would feel love, comfort and worry through the bond. The eyes don’t make me feel uncomfortable, which is strange. Maybe Harrison is following me or having a warrior follow me to keep me safe or to report to him? The eyes seem to come from the forest and not from the pack. Which would make more sense. Unless Harrison sent someone ahead before escorting me to the borders. I stare hard, focusing on the dark trying to see if I can catch the telltale glint of eyes, wolf, lycan or human in the moonlight. Nothing reflects the light. Does that mean that I’m being watched by a magical being or by someone who is extremely good at tracking?Living with the rogues, even if it was only for a relatively short time has brought me and Gunner closer together and has honed our instincts. I contemplate turning round and calling out to whoever is following and watching
Maverick povAnxiously I await the return of Cooper and Liberty. Hidden away in Harrison and Shania’s home I have nothing to do than watch the clock and calculate. How long would it take them to get from Howling Moon to The Silent Night Hawk and back? Could they already be back? While Harrison went out to lead the warrior training and go about his day as normal as possible Shania is stuck with me and MacKenzie. She has hundreds of little things that keep her busy. She started a stew in the morning, did a ton of laundry, and drank coffee with me and MacKenzie. Shania prepared lunch for the four of us, MacKenzie seemed to know what to do helping Shania with almost everything. I sit around and feel helpless, useless and frustrated. Every now and then they smile at me, as if they are trying to reassure me. Based on the amount of food she is preparing for dinner Shania is expecting them back in time. It’s late in the afternoon when her eyes glaze over and a wide smile spreads across her
Liberty povCooper and I slink into the shadows, we want to slip out of the pack unnoticed. We don’t know if Beta Carlo had accomplices and if so who they are. The only pack member I know not to trust is Danny. Though I’m not sure if Danny started hating me for who I was or am or because Verity told him to hate me. Either way I’m sure after the humiliation of passing out at the selection trials and by doing so losing his spot at the academy. We manage to evade the pack’s border patrols. Before we left we discussed shifting but as Naveah has a white belly and silver sides she stands out. The silver parts of her coat glistens in the moonlight and her blue eyes reflect light. Making her easy to spot but also very recognisable. I’ve never seen a wolf like her nor heard of another wolf having such colouring.On our way to the Silent Night Hawk I’m incredibly tense. The night seems quieter than usual. No owls or barking foxes. No death cries of rabbits when they get caught by a predator.
Maverick povThe knock on the door followed by York's voice causes me to freeze. MacKenzie and I had shared our stories with Liberty’s parents and brother. Liberty told them we were mates. The look in her eyes as she talked about us made me feel loved and pride for my mate pulsed through my entire body. Her father listened to all three of us without judgement. Sure he asked questions and I could see Liberty’s parents and brother were upset that she hadn’t told them earlier that we were mates. Through the bond I felt how much it pained her to have to keep it a secret. MacKenzie’s story was painful to hear. I don’t know why I was so naive about Hartley's ways. I think I just wanted to believe that he would only bed the girls who threw themselves at him. Besides that it is frowned upon to sleep with someone who’s not your mate. Now is the moment where Harrison's loyalty will be tested. Will he hide us? Will he protect us or will he hand us over to York? I’m not worried for myself but







