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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
“Does it continue to the cliff face?” She looks over her shoulder at me like I am a moron and I smile. I haven’t smiled naturally in a long time. “I was just asking.” She huffs a laugh and continues forward.Once at the grove, all but one scent trail dies off. She’s right it is a female, around our
27 - Elara“Ben?!” I’m still looking like maybe he didn’t leave.“Yep..”“What?” Then I look at Jax, who does not look ashamed at all, holding his phone. His eyebrows are raised in a challenge.I just glare.“El, do me a favor would you.”I sigh, “What’s that Ben?”“Take a walk, some deep breaths mig
We are getting to a crossover point in our story and as I was going back to Ryker and Kennedy's book to double check time frames and to make sure I was remaining true to their story, I got lost in re-reading it. So many more tid-bits and details are there than I remember putting in!Adding to my res
16 - BenShe has my hand and I am blindly following her. My heart is about to beat out of my chest and I am a mix of loving and hating the feeling. My whole body is under her control. I shake my head and try my best to pull my hand away without making a scene in front of all of the people I know are







