Phelan raised up onto his elbows and looked at the bed beneath him in disbelief. Wren was gone. She was there and then... gone. She was just gone. His confusion turned to fear as he looked all around his bedroom. Wren was nowhere to be seen. He raised up on his knees and looked back down at the bed where she had been. His robe laid there in a heap. His fear grew and was accompanied by pure rage as reality set in. Somehow, someone had taken her. But how? He had been right there on top of her! His rage grew and began to consume him. His canines grew, his claws extended, and he threw his head back and let out a mighty roar that shook the walls of his penthouse. Immediately, the mindlink opened up and the voices of his pack members flooded his head with questions of concern. He roared again, before forcing the link closed with all of them except Matthew. He ordered Matthew to come at once to his penthouse. Phelan ordered his second in command to bring with him their best tracker and Mi
Phelan stood brooding at the door of his bedroom and watched as Micheal and Damien, his packs best tracker, scoured every inch of the room for clues or scents that did not belong. Every other pack member now knew that their Luna was missing. The entire ten thousand plus members were raring to attack whomever had been foolish enough to pull off such a stunt. Whoever they were, they would pay for their insolence. However, Phelan had forbid any other wolves entry to the penthouse. He didn't want to risk contaminating the scene. It irritated him that it was taking his men so long to deduce what had happened. It seemed like forever that Wren had been taken. Phelan knew that the longer it took for them to find any clues the more likely it would be that they may not find anything at all. This infuriated him. His wolf Lobo was fighting to come forward. He wanted to rip something or someone to shreds over the matter. Phelan knew he had to remain in control of himself to keep Lobo at bay.
⚠Warning graphic sexual violence⚠ Cullen was furious. How had the wretched vampire been so incompetent? He had sent her on a simple mission. All that she had needed to do was kill the future Luna of the Red River Pack. Her mission was as simple as any other she had been assigned countless times before. Not only had she failed to kill the mutt, she then allowed it to escape. Growling with anger and frustration, Cullen grabbed the side table up and smashed it on the floor before turning and heading over to his desk. He walked behind it and sat heavily into his chair. As he sat there with his eyes closed and rubbing his temples the sorceress sat across the room on the leather loveseat looking as though she could care less about the entire situation. Failure was something Cullen did not tolerate. This Kira would pay. He sat there waiting for her return. He had sent her and several others out into the world to look for and retrieve the young Luna. He was angry that she had not been kil
A cool, gentle breeze blew over the meadow and through the trees at the edge of the forest. The changing leaves danced magically in the wind. A shower of orange, red, yellow, and brown cascaded whimsically to the ground below. A hawk cried out over head as it flew over the meadow. It's sharp eye catching sight of a mouse as it scurried all around looking for a tidbit of food, caused it to turn and to coast upon the breeze. Suddenly, without any warning, it brought it's wings close to its side and dove at a seemingly impossible speed. Head first it hurdled towards the ground. Just before impact it suddenly spread it's wings and threw it's talons forward. The mouse never stood a chance. The poor thing never knew what hit it. It was dead before it could ever even begin to comprehend that it was in any danger. Picking up it's prey, the raptor flew effortlessly away, calling out to it's mate as it reached the tree line. There joined by it's partner they soared high into the evening sky call
It was very late by the time Wren reached the pack house. But dispite the late hour it appeared that every light was on inside of the four story mansion. The grounds outside were lit up as well. Pack members were rushing here and there setting up a stage and dancing area. Some were placing tables and setting out greenery. Others were streaming strands of lights all around the lawn. Wren had hoped to sneak in unnoticed. That was obviously out of the question. She quickly reached into the trunk at the tree line and grabbed a large shirt out of it to cover her naked body with. After doing so she quickly rushed through the busy wolves towards the back door. An omega girl looked up as she ran past and called out that Luna Freya was looking for her just as her mother's voice entered her head through the mind link."Wren, where are you? It's late and I need to speak with you about the party tomorrow. Meet me in your father's office at once, please." , her mother had said before closing the li
Five days before Wren's birthday. Phelan Mchughes rubbed his hands through his ebony locks as he looked at the invitation laying before him on his desk. It had been a very hectic day for him. Filled with meetings and plenty of aggravation. He just finished filling out the last of many forms for the day and had decided to open some of his personal mail before retiring for the evening. The invitation had been the last of the letters he had opened. He didn't personally know the Alpha of the Long Mountain pack or his daughter. He really had no interest in attending the celebration in her honor. For all he new She was just another spoiled brat looking to out shine her peers. He had no time or interest in entertaining such individuals. Phelan had almost tossed the invite into the trash as quickly as he had opened it. The Long Mountain Pack was a continent away from his Red River Pack lands. However, if he managed to recieve an invitation, then so too might his allies and possibly his enemie
Turner sat there on the cold wet dungeon floor. His feet were shackled with silver and his hands were cuffed to the stones on the floor. His mate was tied down to a wooden table across the room in front of him. They had been held captive by Alpha Cullen for the past 2 months. Stripped naked and beaten daily they were near death. It was unusual for Cullen to allow his prisoners to live longer than a week. He had no justifiable reason to be torturing these two unfortunate wolves. They had not wronged him. He was a sick and twisted individual. He tortured merely for the sheer delight it brought him to cause harm to others. Cullen had decimated their pack. He had taken them by surprise when his murderous pack had attacked unprovoked in the middle of the night. Turner's Black Knight pack had been caught unaware and they were far outnumbered. It had been a slaughter fest. Cullen had loved every moment. Cullen stood here now, his hands shaking in anticipation of the agony he was about to ca
Phelan stepped out of his plane followed closely by his gamma and two warriors. All four men were eager to reach their destination. The sooner the better. It would be easier for Crescent Moon to ambush them on the rest of there travel. They had no way of knowing whether Cullen's spies were aware of them making this journey or not. They would be safer once the reached the Long Mounain pack's territory. After researching the the names on the guest list they had discovered that two of the Alphas that were invited to the celebration had territorial borders near what had been the Dark Moon territory. Phelan was eager to discuss the attack on Dark Moon with them. He thought that it would be an opportune time to also start negotiating an alliance with them. Phelan had phoned ahead the day before and discussed the matter with Alpha Mixon. The two of them had arranged an Alphas meeting for the night of his arrival. Long Mountain pack, although quite large in size, was considerably smaller th