LOGINDamien
“Beneath the hush of silver light, When stars stand still in frozen night, A daughter lost, by fate concealed, Shall rise where ancient blood is sealed.From southern ash to northern frost, She walks the path once feared and lost, With blue eyes that burn like center flame, And whispers bound to Luna’s name.The heir of moon and shadowed line, Marked by fate and old design, Her pulse shall stir the sleeping wild,Damien “Alpha, we have a situation,” Rolf mindlinked me. “It’s your Leashed, they’re demanding an audience.” “Now?” I asked back. “Now, they’re in your office. They want to hear from you, directly, that they are unleashed,” Rolf replied. “I’ll let you guess who the ring leader is.” I ran my hand through my hair, and my jaw tightened. Fucking Jenn. Katla looked up at me, “What’s wrong?” “I have a situation I need to deal with,” I answered. After what happened with Clarissa, which was undeniably hot, I’m not sure how Katla would respond to my wolf harem demanding an audience the moment she arrived. “Tell them I will be there shortly. If they need to hear it from me, they can hear it from me,” I told Rolf. “Is it bad?” Katla asked. “Oh, no, not bad,” I replied, “Just more of a nuisance that I brought on myself.” We walked silently toward Silverburn Manor, and there, on the steps, my parents, brother, sister, and household staff were waiting for our arrival. “You know,” Katla sta
Katla For just a moment I put the fact that everyone was treating me like I was made of glass out of my mind and took in the houses that dotted the mountainous, forested landscape. They were different from what I had seen in the South, more utilitarian and angular, but oddly colorful, dotting clearings in between the trees. It was picturesque in an otherworldly way. “This is where our border patrol members live,” Damien explained. “They live farther out so they can patrol distances away from the main city.” City. Wolves typically lived in villages and towns, and we could hardly describe where we lived as cities. A few minutes later, following the fjord below, the mountains opened to a large harbor with large ships with huge sails and an expanse in the valley. Bridges crisscrossed the waterway and a city truly unfolded. Over time, it had clearly crept up the mountainsides as it expanded into a beautifully colorful array of more angular buildings. It was bustling with activity. A few
Clarissa I was so excited to see the Northern Wilds, but what was happening around me was so confusing and beyond what I was able to comprehend that I just wanted out of the helicopter and away from all of this. I wanted to scream, “Take me home!” I knew there was magic where the wolf people lived, but I didn’t expect it to be so in my face the second I crossed the safety of the border. “Well, at least it had been safe,” I thought, but then I thought of Peter. The barrier hadn’t kept him safe at all. Katla sat across from me, confused and looking at her arms that had just been covered in glowing runes that faded. The white stone laid just above her perfect breasts glowed like a full moon and sparkled. It looked different here than it had a couple hours ago, but then, a couple hours ago Katla also hadn’t been glowing and speaking in riddles. She was just a stone cold boss bitch that I had masturbated while thinking of a few times in the past couple days. I looked at her, rememberin
Damien “Beneath the hush of silver light, When stars stand still in frozen night, A daughter lost, by fate concealed, Shall rise where ancient blood is sealed.From southern ash to northern frost, She walks the path once feared and lost, With blue eyes that burn like center flame, And whispers bound to Luna’s name.The heir of moon and shadowed line, Marked by fate and old design, Her pulse shall stir the sleeping wild, The goddess speaks through chosen child.Where broken packs in silence wait, And fractured bonds have turned to hate, Her voice shall call, her will shall bind, The scattered hearts of wolf and kind.No crown of gold, but fang and bone, Shall mark the place she claims her own, For northward winds will speak her right— The lost made whole beneath her light.Beware the storm her rising brings, For mercy sleeps in shattered things,
Katla A couple hours later, Damien, Clarissa, Rolf, and I took the elevator to the top of the building, walked up a short flight of stairs, and exited through a rooftop door. In the center of a large red “H” surrounded by a circle was a machine with long spinning blades that shot from the top of it, and smaller vertical ones at the end where it narrowed into a tail like a shark. The larger body had windows and two men sat in the front, waiting and talking to one another, “Are you ok?” Damien asked. “Yes? No? I’m not sure,” I answered honestly. “I know we need to go North. I know that’s where I’ll get my answers.” Damien took my hands and pressed my mother’s necklace into them. “Katla, you will get you answers, and I will be by your side while we find them together and reclaim your pack.” I looked up at him and he pulled me against his chest. The Moonstone seemed different, less dull and more polished. It had an energy that I hadn’t n
Katla Damien looked up as I walked into his office. “I was just speaking with Alpha Erik,” he told me. “There are changes in alliances, and he would like us to attend a summit of sorts in a week to discuss the Iceclaw situation.” I looked at him, not sure how to respond, and I think he sensed my unease because he continued. “I told Erik that it would be your decision on your attendance or if you would like to allow the rumor of your death to continue.” “Are you sure he can be trusted?” “Yes. You have more allies than you realize,” he assured. “Was he the lead on who killed Peter,” I asked. “Sort of. Erik is very good at dealing in information. A lot of people write him off because he’s a shameless gossip, but if you ever need to know anything, he is a reliable source.” I thought about this for a minute, then asked, “If he deals in information, what does he expect in return? It seems that he has plenty that he could use to blackmail powerful individuals if he deals in informati







