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“So far, we have not encountered anything too terrible. Marietta can help too, but we need to hurry. I think we found our reason and possibly a solution to our situation. And…if we are right, we are on a deadline.”She jumps back from the window as I lift Marietta in, then follow my mate through the
105 - BenArriving back at the packhouse is surreal. Elara’s pack, our pack has been so sufficient in recovering from this attack that the only sign of a problem is the teetering and singed packhouse itself.There is no one else lying around injured, no cries for help or panic. Coven and Pack member
“Ben, this is amazing!” Trevor, a pack warrior, claps me on the back as we step through the main doors.“It’s not done, but it’s good enough to house everyone.” I shrug and look around for Marge and Maggie. Spotting them with a group of younger witches, I call out, “Marge! I need your help.” And jog
104 - BenI am going to lose my mind. She will be the death of me for sure. I would prefer to die buried inside her than worrying about what she is doing inside the crumbling packhouse with Brianna. I have been standing guard over Jason and Juliette for over an hour now. The steam has finally stoppe
“I’m not sure what to do.” I say over my shoulder to Brianna. “The window felt right, but nothing here does.” I feel stupid. The magic looks so easy when the witches use it, and I don’t know why I thought it would be easy for me to spot it or feel it or whatever with the amount of time I have spent
103 - ElaraShe follows me wordlessly. I feel like I am finally getting to the heart of what has been going on in my pack. As we move towards the wreckage, I feel my pulse increase. Maybe now I will get some real answers.“Do you feel a safe way in?” I ask over my shoulder, still prowling the perime
36 - GretaI am so full of mixed emotions. On the one hand I want to beat Janelle’s ass. I never really liked her anyway. Her and Amy were always too good to do any actual work or put effort into anything but chasing the leadership. Now I know why, but it doesn’t make them any less irritating. She
We charge at each other, meeting in a bone-shaking collision. Our jaws trying to find purchase with each snap, claws flying. He is the closest to my size and speed and gives me a hard time. I can still feel Greta. I need to get rid of this asshole and find her. She needs me…now! With that thoug
41 - FinnI’m trying to figure out why both the Luna and Alpha are being so cryptic about this. I mean, at least Kennedy told me she wants to give us a house, which is insane, but still something to work with. If I wasn’t being weighed down I would be tossing and turning trying to figure out what
My vision tunnels and I see red. I am shaking with anger and I have to pull over or we are going to crash. I know I am probably scaring her even more and she is finally opening up and telling me about her past voluntarily, but there is no controlling the outrage I feel at the way she was treated by






