I hope you are enjoying the journey.
WARD The tension is thick in King Erebus's office. I know that the King wants to yell at me for putting his daughter at risk once again but he is holding back because of the news that we got from the doctor. As soon as Keena and I got home from the hospital I carried her up the stairs and put her straight to bed. I know that she wants to speak to my mother but I don't think that is the best idea right now. Keena is far too vulnerable right now and I don't know what my mother is capable of. There is no way that I would put Keena in danger once again. "What exactly did the doctor say?" The King asks me. "He said that her reproductive organs were damaged by whatever the poison was. It is likely that she won't be able to have children of her own." My voice is monotone as I explain what his daughter has been put through. "Any chance they could tell you what the poison was?" King Erebus's eyebrows furrow together in concern. I shake my head no. "They are running some bl
WARD My mother begins to laugh manically. "You think you are the only Lycan King in this world." The King scoffs so loudly that it echoes through the dungeons. "You don't think I know that this isn't the only Lycan Kingdom in the world? There are lycans all over the world. Of course we are not the only Lycan Kingdom." My mother looks slightly shocked at the King's admission but she quickly wipes her face of any emotion. "Then you must know that many of the lycans across the world would disagree with your stance on how we hide from the humans." "You don't think I know that," King Erebus shouts loudly. "That is why there is an international council that oversees all of the Kingdoms. What you are wishing for will never come to pass. The council and I are in agreement." "Humans are the lesser of the creatures that live in this world. One day they will need to be put in their place." My mother crosses her arms over her chest and glares in my direction. "I am done here
KEENA My father watches me carefully as I pace back and forth on his office rug. Ward isn't here and my father refuses to tell me where he has gone. Only that he will be back shortly. "You are going to ruin my rug," my father says with a chuckle. "Can you please calm down?" Turning around I glare in my father's direction. "Maybe I could calm down and sit if you would just tell me where Ward is." "I told you," my father breathes out in frustration. "It is a personal matter." I scoff loudly. "Since when are things personal between mates?" "Since today," my father says grumpily. Just as I am about to begin fussing at my father again when the door opens and Ward strolls in. I don't miss the bandage that is wrapped around the crook of his elbow. "What happened?" I say as I cross my arms over my chest. "Just some routine blood work," Ward says but he won't meet my gaze. I breathe heavily in and out while I look between my father and Ward. "Fine," I finally s
KEENA "Absolutely not," I scream. "I am not leaving, I refuse to run." "Don't think of it as running," my mother tries her best to reason with me. "Think of it as protecting the rest of Lycan City from another rogue attack." "So I am just supposed to run to the Red River Pack and put them in danger?" I scoff. "They are far less equipped to deal with these kinds of attacks. There has to be a better solution." My mother draws her bottom lip in between her teeth and I can see that she is deep in thought. She knows as well as I do that sending Ward and me to another pack is not the answer. "She's right," my mother finally says. "Sending them both to another pack would only serve to put that pack in danger. You would have to live among the humans." My eyes widen in shock. "Are you suggesting that I turn rogue?" My voice becomes high pitched and nervous. "Keena, You are a human," my father finally butts in. "The only one that would be at risk from going rogue woul
KEENA Snow is falling lightly as we cross out of the borders of Lycan City. Ward keeps checking the rearview mirror as if he is expecting someone to find us. I press my head against the cool window of the black car as it runs quietly down the road. It is a lot different than Ward's mustang and I find myself missing it. "Where is your mustang?" I ask curiously. Ward's knuckles tighten on the steering wheel. "It is too noticeable. We had to leave it behind." "Oh," I say quietly. I lay my head back against the window and watch the snow fall. It would truly be a beautiful sight if I wasn't so ridden with anxiety at the moment. The amulet hums against my skin and the feeling is making me tired. I close my eyes and let the hum lull me off to sleep. I open my eyes and find myself within the darkness of the void once again. There is a light shining ahead of me and I know that Lilith will be waiting for me. The slimy tendrils of self doubt are lapping at my skin. They b
KEENA We have been on the run for about two weeks. Skipping from hotel to hotel every couple of days. At the end of each hotel stay I use the phone in the room to check in with my parents. They assure me that they are getting closer to finding the High Priestess and her coven and I will be able to return home soon. Not being within the pack is starting to take its toll on Ward. He is on edge and I know it is because his lycan is itching to go for a run. Now that my lycan is awake again I am beginning to feel the same way. My lycan has been cooped up in the recesses of my mind for so long that she is dying to be set free once again. I spend the majority of the quiet hours during our drive arguing with my lycan about how I am unable to let her free. Over the past weeks my magical powers are slowly becoming stronger. I cannot tell just how strong I am becoming because I have been unable to test my powers. But I can feel the familiar surge of power beneath my fingertips, beg
KEENA Ward and I cuddle together under the tree canopy. The trees are providing little shelter from the frigid winter wind. I don't know how long we were under the trees waiting but it feels like the witches are never going to come. "How much longer do you think we should wait?" Ward asks as he shivers at my side. Just as I am about to answer him the wind picks up and swirls around us. Ward lets go of my arm to shield his face from the icy wind but as soon as he does he disappears from my side. "Ward," I scream over the wind but I can't hear a response over the wind. Raising my hands in the air I swipe them down quickly and the wind disperses around me. The snow that was swirling around me falls to the ground in a perfect circle. The footsteps that Ward and I had left in the snow have now been covered and I don't know my way out of the forest. "Shit," I mumble to myself. "This was a bad idea." "Probably," a voice says as a cloaked figure walks out of the woods.
WARD The pentagram that is glowing red around me begins to crack as an ear piercing scream fills the air. I cup my hands over my ears trying to drown out the sound. The sound of glass shattering catches my attention and I see the windows that surround the circular room breaking under the pressure of the scream. Shielding my eyes from the glass that is flying through the room, I try to look for the origin of the scream. Off to my right I can see Keena standing on the edge of the pentagram with her eyes widened in shock. The shards of glass are suspended in the air as Keena tries to figure out how to control the magic that she created. By the look on Keena's face I can tell that she is panicked and that she needs my help. I no longer feel the strength of the power of the witches holding back my lycan, so I shift seamlessly to help my mate. "I can't control the magic," Keena cries out as if she is in pain. Dropping to her knees, she looks exhausted from the amount of power