Jade’s pov: Only 1 week remained till the fateful date. Indeed, it had been 2 weeks since Anna announced that the King would be coming. And while we expected it to be a troublesome matter, we had trustworthy allies. Sherry and Kade sent over a dozen warriors to help out, with training first and foremost, but also to ensure no one would be hurt if possible. Ian had promised to be here himself, together with his gamma and a few warriors, in 3 days. As the pack’s Luna, and because I was the reason behind such chaos, I trained as diligently as anyone around. It was 3 pm. I was training with Paulina. With her soft guidance and indulgent patience, needless to say that I made great progress. “As a light witch,” Paulina began softly, “You can easily manipulate two elements... Maybe even three if you put your mind to it.” “I only seem good with fire though,” I pouted, hating how I had failed to make a ripple in the water, without touching it for some time. “You’ve only started training
Jade’s pov: A week passed since I resumed training as any dedicated warrior would. The mornings were dedicated to wolf training. On most afternoons, however, I trained as a witch, under Paulina’s guidance. Indeed, she might call me mistress, but I was still a real damn novice at this. She gave me a grimoire to look into, and I often found myself studying it.I was curious, sure, but I also wanted to be able to use my powers without overexerting myself. She told me all about exhaustion’s tell-tale signs. The issue was different although I tried to not say it out loud. Oh, I recognized said signs all too well, it was actually stopping that was an issue for me. One evening, as I put Tyler to sleep, Alex turned to me and said softly, “How’s training going for you, love?” “Peachy,” I offered him a small smile.“Will you be able to stop when you feel exhaustion set in?” He asked, straight and to the point, hitting the nail on the head. I couldn’t help but grimace a little. “What’s t
Jade’s pov: Upon reaching the pack house, I sought mom out at once, knocking on the door ever so slightly. I soon found her feeding Tyler the bottle. “Looks like someone’s missed you, darling,” she cooed softly, before lifting her gaze up and greeting me with a smile, “Hey, sweetheart.” “Hey, mom,” I hugged her and hugged my little boy in the process. Alex’s chuckles reached me from behind. I then didn’t waste a second to kiss Tyler on the forehead. Forehead kisses, as always, were meant to be kisses of protection. There was virtually nothing I wouldn’t do for my son, my family, and my pack… And even though I knew that my emotions might bring me to my knees one day, I just hoped the fall wouldn’t be too painful. I also prayed that my family and my friends would be there for me, cushioning the fall, if such a time ever came. Alex approached from behind, even as I gently grabbed Tyler and put him on my lap, cradling his head with my arm, and allowing him to drink his milk happily
Jade’s pov: Coming to the feeling of sweet pleasurable tingling making me feel alive, I opened my eyes groggily. I was no train wreck but I didn’t exactly feel okay either. I felt drained, and lifting up a hand felt like a real chore. Alex was tracing patterns with his thumb across the back of my right hand, and I reveled in the feeling. “Slept well, love?” He asked, a hint of teasing in his voice, though his concern was obvious. I let out a noncommittal Hmm in the back of my throat. “Is that a yes?” He chuckled, and didn’t even wince as he did so, even though I knew was injured. “Where am I?” I didn’t recognize the ceiling or the room where I was. “We’re still in Kade’s pack, love,” he supplied with a small smile which was no doubt meant to comfort me. “You needed the rest.” “And you needed treatment,” I nodded at him, agreeing at once, before voicing out my concern. “Are you okay, or at least better, honey?” “Of course, love,” he nodded, reassuring me with his words, with
Alex’s pov: Jade was calm and her voice was even as she gave orders. She was truly magnificent, and in the back of my mind, as I fought off rogues, I was proud to call her mine. “Stay here,” she breathed out after a beat, just as I finished off the last of the 12 rogues. “The patrollers are dead anyways. Just let the attackers come to you. Don’t chase them out where they have the upper hand, where the smell of blood could confuse you. Here, you are organized. Here, you can see them. We can do this. Don’t let your emotions get the better of you.” Despite being an Alpha, it felt easy to follow her commands. She wasn’t even trying but she sounded perfectly in control. She sounded like someone born to lead, made to be a strategist. We were making great progress. Under her commands, not a single wolf was lost again. Injured? Sure, but not lost. “Are you okay, Luna Jade?” Trevor’s question made me distracted for a split-second, in my face-off with one of the rogues from the following w
Alex’s pov: I was about to walk away from the clinic, and Jade was seemingly ready to doze off against my chest, when she mumbled something, loud enough for me to hear. “They’re here,” she claimed, her voice weary but somewhat alert. “Who’s here, love?” I asked as I patted her back gently, trying to make sense of her dream. She straightened up with a startle, struggling against my hold. Afraid I would drop her, I tried to tell her soothingly that everything was okay. She shook her head negatively, and merely said in a concerned voice once again, “They’re here.” “Who’s here?” I asked in a gentle voice, concern and questions in my eyes. “Let me down,” she demanded at once, instead of answering me. She sounded exasperated with me, and I wondered what kind of dream or nightmare she had. “You’re tired, love,” I objected, my eyes soft and tender on her face. “Are you sure?” “I’m fucking positive. Let me down!” She said firmly, and struggled once more in my arms. I let her down rel