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[Amaryllis] “Who said she was part of the deal?” It’s a simple sentence, neither sharp nor soft, but it hit the night around us like a slap. And everyone goes very still. “I said I’d bring her, not that I’d sell her to you,” Calyx clarifies. “The cargo I promised is in the second van. Six healthy, highly skilled gammas for your experiments. 4 males, 2 females, all very fine specimens. Some may even be hybrids–We have so many in our pack.”Calyx’s smile is as brittle and frigid as ice. “Those are for you. But she is exclusively for my use,” My mate clarifies. “She’s mine–That was the deal.” My heart skips. His words are cruel, but the feelings coming through our bond are warm. He is trying to defend me without giving himself away. He needs to look like he’s following along. “Deals change,” Uncle Chancy gargles, his words rough, like churning gravel. “She’s a hybrid. She’s far too valuable to go to be personal property. She belongs to the Brotherhood.” “SHE BELONGS TO ME!” C
[Amaryllis]Following my mate’s orders, the caravan breaks up, with vans going in every direction except for back the way we came. “They are expecting us to come alone,” Calyx explains. “Don’t worry, our men are prepared for what comes next.”The edges of Calyx’s grin look sinister in the moonlight. He’s not just expecting violence, he’s looking forward to it. Almost as if he knew it was coming. My body tenses. “Did you know…” I ask directly, not wanting to play games or leave anything open to misunderstanding. “Did you know they were going to attack tonight?”“No,” he shakes his head, “Lysander and I suspected something might happen tonight, that’s why we were prepared with so much security,” exhaling slowly he adds, “but we had no idea what that attack would look like. My connections in the Brotherhood hinted at something big, but they don’t quite trust me enough to give all the details. This,” he points upward, where another blast sounds overhead, “is likely a test of my loyalty.
[Amaryllis][At the time of the attack]The sky glows like sunrise, the power of several missiles exploding above us, tearing apart the near perfect dark of our moonlit night. Dawn is still several hours away, but as the air burns behind us, it looks like the sun is about to eclipse the horizon.It is equal parts beautiful and terrifying. Despite what others may have thought of my past behavior, I was never the cold-hearted bitch everyone assumed. I loved my husband, my father, and my pack with a devotion past sanity. And while I may not have a pack anymore, at least not officially since being ejected from Silver Crescent, I still care about those wolves. Including their alpha.I never stopped. I don’t think I can.“We have to go back,” I hear myself say as I look back at the chaos of light in the sky over the palace. “Now. Calyx. They could be…” I can’t finish my sentence, not wanting to curse everyone with my thoughts. But I can’t help thinking about the wolves I once cared for as
[Hazel] The stunned looks on the faces of the gathered wolves slowly shift to terror as the first drones make it into the tunnel, their silent hums reverberating off of the stone walls. We have maybe minutes before they discover the truth, and then it will be too late. “Explain.” Rudy looked worried, but also hopeful. “Do you have a spell?” “Not exactly,” my heart flutters with warmth. He’s my husband now, but he’s also an alpha and responsible for more lives than just ours. Taking a chance on an unknown skill…that’s risky. But he is willing to believe in me. And that means everything. “Okay, so what if I did something like I just did, but in reverse?” I begin, detailing my plan in rapid fire sentences, short, brief, and concise. “We run, and I crash the helicopter–properly this time, making it look like we crashed into the side of the cliff. If I angle it right…” “You could close the passage behind us,” Rudy sees my plan clearly in his mind through our bond and I can see
[Hazel]>>>My vision blackens and as new memories filter from Hayley to me, unleashed by our new more connected bond, I am taken back to that small apartment, the one I had shared with Hawthorne and our mother. Our mother had to work nights and weekends to keep us fed and clothed. Life was hard for her, with two small children and no family to help. Now that my memory has returned, I can remember the deep circles under her eyes, and the dry texture of her hands that were always stained with some herb or another. She had been a potions witch, and had helped my grandmother run her shop in Haven when she was young. Just like me. It was her most valuable skill. But it was because of that skill, because she started making potions again, that our father found us. One night, when I was supposed to be asleep, I heard my mother talking to Sheila, the nice witch across the street that took care of us when Mother was working. She was worried because someone had seen a wolf lurking around th
[Hazel] Time slows, almost seeming to stop as the voice calls out to me again. I've heard her only once before, but I know who she is instantly, all the way down to the marrow of my bones. Because she is a part of me. It’s my newly discovered wolf, Haley. “Let me help you,” she pleads again, padding forward in my mind. "We don't have a lot of time, but we can still do something to stop this." “How can you be so sure that you can, that we can do anything to stop this?" I demand, as the seconds slowly tick forward. “You are a wolf. Can you bring branches to stop us or make the earth move out of our way? I'm a witch and I've never been able to do that. Having a wolf won't change my nature.” I don’t want to die. But I also don’t want my last moments to be tormented by an annoying, delusional wolf. “I know because we've done it before," she insists. "You don't remember, but you can save us all. I know you don't trust me, but I am speaking the truth. Your powers are deeper than y







