Wow! So do we feel bad for Lucian because his mate is ill? So many questions about Daniel's involvement in that. And Tomila is related to Silvercloud and helping Perseohone escape!?
‘It’s going to be okay.’ Jaci encouraged me as I hesitated at the end of the hallway. ‘If he had anything to do with Persephone being kidnapped….’ I shook my head. ‘If he did, we will handle it. Now go. Do not leave this to Logan and Alec. It is our mate that is missing.’ Jaci snorted. I’ve spent the last sixteen years with faded memories of what I believed were dead parents. I can remember my dad in his lab. He was always tinkering with something. I remember he brought me into the lab and let me help mix some chemicals for an experiment. He put me in a lab coat that was far too big on me, and he had to roll the sleeves up so I could even use my hands. I put too much of one thing into the beaker, and there was a cloud of smoke, and then the smoke alarm went off. Mom came rushing in just as the sprinkler system kicked on and started soaking the room. I remember thinking I was going to be in trouble. But they started laughing. I always remembered the words he said to me after we clea
“Drop him…” I sighed as I shook my head. When Chesed didn’t respond, I mustered as much courage as Jaci, and I had and turned to glare at him. “I said, PUT HIM DOWN!” Chesed snarled at me, and I thought he would have taken a swing if Logan hadn’t gotten between us and shoved me back as he grabbed Chesed’s shirt and yanked him down to his level. “My Delta said to put him down. Now do it.” Jericho snarled. “Don’t think you are strong enough to defy me, Chesed. Maybe if you were Darkness, but you aren’t. Now stop being an asshole.” “I miss the days when I could interrogate people as I saw fit,” Chesed grumbled, shoving Jericho’s hand off him as Daniel landed with a heavy thud on the cement floor. “Pull your bullshit in your territory.” Logan rolled his eyes as his eyes changed from Jericho’s fiery red. “So you’ve spent the last seven years looking for a cure to your virus. And when you couldn’t do it, Lucian decided his best bet was my Delta. You escaped when you realized Lucian neve
So far, what Tomila had told me was accurate. I had managed to navigate my way out of the lower levels of their pack house. If I weren’t brought here against my will in an attempt to force my mate to mate with someone else, I’d find the scenery and the packhouse to be rather beautiful. The expansive building made of stone & timber had a lodge vibe, especially nestled into the wooded mountainside area that Demonclaw called home. But I am not here as a guest, so fuck this place. I knew I’d cover more ground if I shifted to Sara, but I couldn’t. Not that I physically couldn’t. Tomila wasn’t lying that Sara would return to full strength after she left. It makes me wonder what kind of power Tomila has that she could keep Sara weakened like that. No, the reason I can’t shift is… no pockets! How am I supposed to carry my phone, the medical chart for Anka, and the blood sample if I don’t have pockets? Sneaking out of here was going to take a lot of work. So I chose the slower method to en
I wasn’t looking forward to this. I would rather have let the others come to deal with Lucian while I went to save Persephone. I chose this path because I’m the one Lucian wants, and if I don’t show up, he could use that teleportation device, which I forgot to question Daniel about, to escape. I also choose to face him because, unlike Darkness, who can travel through shadows great distances, it would take me too long to reach Demonclaw. This was the best way to get Persephone and distract Lucian efficiently. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes as I silently prayed to the Goddess, asking her to protect Persephone. I opened my eyes as I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to the right and saw my best friend giving me an encouraging smile. “We’ve got this, Silvercloud. We will keep Lucian here while Logan and the others get Persephone. They won’t fail.” Kurt assured me. “Now let’s go face this creep.” “We will have your pack, Delta Silvercloud. Even against my mate, I will fulfill m
I have witnessed my sister in various emotional ranges in my life span, but I don’t think I have ever seen her in such a blind fury. The Crista I know wouldn’t hurt people, or at least not this extreme. She’d reserve such things for the person, or people she knew without a doubt were accountable. Hell, she’s the one that stopped Chesed from going medieval on Santi while he was being held in the cells. Right now, as I raced across the cratered battlefield shouting for her to stop, my words fell on deaf ears. Or at least on her deaf ears. The others all stopped. Darren knocked a Demonclaw wolf out of the way when André couldn’t draw back the lightning bolt he had used. Logan dropped the Demonclaw warrior he was facing and rolled his shoulders as his eyes returned to blue. At what I assume was Logan’s pack link command, the Bloodmoon warriors they’d brought with them stopped fighting too. Hell Darkness stopped, his head turning toward me as he held four warriors in the air by shadows. S
I didn’t think there would or could be a moment in my life that could bring me more joy than when I first saw Persephone. I was wrong. Seeing her again on that crater battlefield was a million times greater. She was alive, and I vowed to myself that I was NEVER letting her out of my sight again. I even excused, as the others called it, our Hallmark sappy moment. I don’t care what any of them think. They know they’d have behaved similarly if it was their mate. Logan was devastated when he thought Aurelia died taking out Seigfried. And Kurt was broken when he believed he had lost Isis in the fight against Sakina. They don’t get to say shit to me about hugging and making out with my mate after thinking I might never see her again. Seeing Persephone gave me hope. We were together again, and together we were unstoppable. Oh, that’s what I thought. We had a plan. We would imprison Lucian while we worked together and found a cure for Luna Anka and the others. It sounded simple enough. Until
I’m not good at waiting. Or at least not when it comes to Persephone. So after I ate, under extreme duress, and took a forced nap, I hurried back to Persephone’s side. As I walked into the dungeon room, I only saw Persephone. While I was resting, Tomila had her mother, and the others moved. I could have let Demonclaw transport Persephone, but I don’t trust them. Besides, I want to be with Persephone when she is transported. “Hey…” Crista yawned as she sat up. I’m guessing she hasn’t left Persephone’s side. She had been leaning on Persephone’s legs when I walked in. I thought I’d been quiet, but something must have woken her. Seeing Persephone like this hurts me in ways I can’t describe. I’m sure it’s just as bad, but differently for Crista. I don’t have siblings, but I know I’d feel gutted if Kurt was in that bed. “How long ago did the others get transported?” I asked. “Um…” Crista paused and checked her phone. “A couple of hours.” She sighed. “Tomila took Persephone’s vitals and a
I groaned as I tried to open my eyes. Everything from my hair to my toes seemed to ache. I’m way too young to be experiencing this level of body ache. Plus, I’m a werewolf. I shouldn’t feel these aches and pains until I’m over a hundred if I live that long, of course. Goddess knows I will likely do something that gets me killed long before that. And being mates with Jonathan, an explosion is the most likely way for us to go out. “Wow, you are a morbid person.” A voice called out. I sat up suddenly, ignoring the pain that maneuver caused me, and looked around again. I furrowed my brow as I squinted into the vast empty darkness I was surrounded by. Where am I? Who was that talking to me? It wasn’t Sara. The voice didn’t sound anything like her. “SARA!” I shouted as I forced myself to get up. “SARA!? Where are you!?” I called out, cupping my hands around my mouth to try and amplify my voice. I had this sinking feeling the longer the silence dragged on. Sara isn’t here, and I can’t