*Lana POV* *Two years later* The sun peeks out through the horizon, breaking into a new day. The day I get to tell Maddox the amazing news. I have wanted to tell him for more than a week, but he has been off visiting Julian’s pack, which he has officially handed over to the newly mated Lexi and Simeon. It wasn’t at all surprising when Julian called and relayed that he was passing the title off. Maddox and I both knew he never wanted it. I should have just gone with him, but I wanted him and Julian to have their own time. Their bond is deep, one of brothers and one so much more than I ever thought Maddox was capable of with his quiet nature, but Julian compliments him. Or rather annoys him into having a good time. Julian promised me that Maddox would not be allowed to sleep in and that he would make sure he trained daily. I trust he will wake him up early every day, but I do not, however, believe for a damn second he will actually hold Maddox to training. Not that I actually care a
*Maddox POV**8 years after Lana’s Epilogue*Lana chases little Rosie through the daisy filled meadow, her two younger brothers fast on their heels, growling like the little monsters they are. After spending the day with all the children cooped up in the car, they need to let off a lot of steam. They screech and squeal, our four-year-old Mikail no doubt the loudest as his little cheeks flush pink with effort from running. Declan stops and wiggles his little body, his tongue hanging out as he blows raspberry sounds and then runs off away from his little brother once more. Lana swoops in and scoops Mikail up, propelling him after his bigger brother with a victorious smile on his face. After a little while, Rosie stumbles up to me, her eyes droopy and her hair wet with sweat. I can’t help but chuckle as she wipes her brow and her hair sticks straight up. “Phew. That is exhausting.” She sighs.“Oh, yeah?” I ask and she nods, stealing the bottle of water from my hand and taking a deep s
Thank you to my awesome loyal readers for sticking with me through yet another journey! If this is your first story of mine, then thank you for giving me a chance! I plan to have more stories to come in the future but as my due date for my fifth child is fast approaching everything is up in the air! I am writing a new story but will bot be posting anything until it is finished to ensure that if I go into labor early you arent left waiting for weeks for an update! If you would like to be updated on when I am back to writing and check out my other books you can follow me here on GoodNovel OR you can search me up through other means (I legally cant say where but the place were everyone communicates online these days.) Search Miri's Shifter Cafe for extra insight into characters, sneak peeks, and and new information pertaining to furture works and what is going on in the world of my characters! You all have been amazing on this journey with Maddox and Lana! I would be so honored if y
Lana POVDear Lana,There will be nothing left of your perfect lips if you keep chewing them nervously while waiting for my reply. Usually, I am more punctual in my responses. I am sorry if I made you nervous thinking I would skip sending you an email tonight. To answer your question, yes, things have been intense. But they should be rigorous. They are training us all for alphaships or betaships, after all. I would do it over tenfold if it meant a better chance of being what you need me to be. I have to admit; I miss you far more than I ever imagined possible. Your sharp wit and your nervous lip biting always bring a smile to my face when I find myself stressed or unable to focus. I am thinking this will be the last message for a couple days as we enter the last week we are to be separated, so I feel it is only fair to formally ask you for a chance…“Lana!” Someone hisses at me and I jump, slamming the laptop closed. My heart is in my throat as I move toward my dark balcony and peek
My heart races as I check my email repeatedly, waiting for Maddox’s reply to magically pop up. There is a sinking feeling in my heart as I see the same error message I’ve received a hundred times over the past week. The one that keeps telling me the email address no longer exists. I frown and check the time, and my eyes fly open wide. Kohen and Maddox should arrive back any minute now. I fly from my desk, grabbing a sweater from the back of my chair as I whip out the door and throw my arms in it. A squeal of excitement whisks past my lips as I come closer to the front gate, my father, Maddox’s father and Kohen’s parents all waiting for the guys to come back.My father catches me, slowing me down with a chuckle as I grin up at him, my heart bursting to see my boys. I haven’t spoken to Kohen since the night in my room and Maddox never got my email about what happened that night and my apology for letting it go so far. There is a very real possibility they are both livid with me, but I
*Maddox POV*I run harder than I have ever had to before, the howling of those hunting me closer than I want to admit to myself. Perhaps if my face would stop bleeding, or my right eye worked, I would make better ground, but my injuries slow me. That’s the point of the brand, to make it so the rogues in this land can catch and kill me. The fun life of an exile. They determine your fate with a simple trial and a brand you with a single letter. “X” for exile. It would look wrong for an Alpha elite school to put to death one of their trainee’s especially their top one. No, instead they claim to grant me mercy and exile me. Stripping from me everything in the process. Not only have I lost my dignity, my potential title and my home. I’ve lost the only chance I had with the girl I loved. My wolf growls in heartache, the memory of her betrayal mixing with that of the others. The lying, conniving assholes who caused this all. The same guy I thought of as a brother trusted with everything,
*Lana POV*“What are you looking at?” Kohen asks, stepping up beside me as I stare off into the trees where I swear I saw him. Silence was always our best mode of communication, Maddox and I. But distance and silence? I’m not sure I want to experience a life where I lack his presence and his voice.I plaster on a fake smile as his hand falls to the small of my back, providing me comfort. He has been home for only a few days and he has spent every waking minute with me, both of us grieving the loss of our friend. “Just daydreaming.” I offer him.“You miss him too, huh?” He says with a sad smile on his lips. Kohen’s green eyes scan my face and I nod. “Of course. He may have been quiet, but he was comforting, you know?” I chuckle lightly, the heavy breeze stealing the sound from my lips.“He was the ying to my yang.” He says, leaning his elbows on the railing and looking out at nothing in particular. “I thought you always said I was your ying?” I quirk a brow and he chuckles. “You an
*Maddox POV*It’s getting hard as shit to avoid all the rogues in the area. A full week since I last saw my dad and I am no closer to coming up with a way to live out here and get the justice I deserve. I have been running on only a few hours of sleep over the past few days and have nowhere to hide. At this rate, I may as well just lay out in the middle of a fucking field and let them kill me however they please.The only thing keeping me from doing that is Lana. No matter how much I want to hate her for the sick fucking video she emailed me, I find I can’t. Every time I close my eyes and decide to just give in, I hear her voice, the sounds Kohen elicited from her once perfect lips, the vision of her on his lap. The way the light of the moon exposed her bare body enough to show me her nakedness. It reinvigorates me every time, making my anger for her grow and my hatred for Kohen even more deep-rooted. I am going to make sure he never gets to hear those noises from her again. If shit