LOGINBraxton’s POV
We have been here at Blood Moon Pack for 5 days. Addy turns 18 tomorrow, and I have to get back to see her. I am ready to make it official that she is my mate. Blaze is becoming unbearable over the last two days, and he is going to drive me insane. Addy will shift tonight, and I had planned on being there for it, but now it looks like I won’t make it. The rain pushed the meeting from Thursday to Saturday, and it has been nonstop with some of these old grouches since. Tonight, we need to wrap these plans up and get everyone to agree so we can get back to our packs, which I am also starting to worry if that will even be possible with all the rain. It has rained nonstop since we have been here, and several roads have been washed out.
I hear a knock on the door, and I call for the person to enter. Aaron comes meandering in. “Dude, I am so over all of this. I am read
Braxton’s POV“I just heard from the coven.” I hear the girl that introduced herself as Claire say. A coven, so she’s a witch. I tighten my hold on Addy. Who is she to Addy, how do I know I can trust her? “You’re a witch?” I see Tristan move beside me, angling himself in front of Addy. I feel her squeeze me and then place her arm on Tristan to move him aside. I tighten my hold on her, “Addy…we don’t…” I start. Her head snaps toward me, when she pulls away and shoves at Tristans arm to force him to move to the side. She turns facing me and Tristan, putting her body between us and Claire. “Claire is half witch, and she has trained her whole life to guide me. She is not a threat. To me. To Us. To our pack. She has been training me on how to use my power. You two will stand down.” I feel Addy’s aurora wrap around Tristan and I and my eyes widen. Her aurora is as strong as an alpha’s, possibly stronger. I watch as Claire touches her arm, “Easy killer. They are just protective
Addy POVClaire and I head home at 11. We look around but I don’t see any familiar cars as we pull into our garage. We both head in and I have just enough time to shower and change before they get here. I look up at my reflection and take off my wig and colored contacts. Staring at myself in the mirror. Even with those gone I look like a totally different person, it is amazing what make up can do. I can still see the sunken eyes and the sharpness of my cheekbones. Being away from Braxton has cost me, but maybe…I am to scared to even hope. I check the clock and rush to hop in the shower. Right as I make my way out of the bathroom Claire comes into my room as I finish getting dressed. “How are you feeling?” she asks, leaning against the door frame.“Like energy is buzzing around in my body like a swarm of bees and it’s about to bust out of my skin.” She smiles softly at me, and I can feel the tears I have kept at bay all night breaking free. She walks over to me, wiping my eyes.
Addy POVAs the day went on, my energy continued to revitalize. It was like weight that had been sitting on my shoulders and dragging me down had been lifted off and I was able to breath again. I was more focused and wasn’t zoning out and I felt…I felt more like my old self. Was my body disconnecting from my mate, was I learning to live without him? Even though I knew I would need every ounce of strength to end this, however, that is going to be. Thinking that my body maybe adjusting to being without my mate made my heart ache.Claire and I head into work and stay busy through happy hour. We are just finishing up the transition from the happy hour crowd to the night crowd, when I have a sense of just overwhelming… anxiety… excitement. I am not even sure how to describe this feeling. Just a surge of energy of some type. I shake my head and notice Claire looking at me as I wipe down the last table with our lemon cleaner. “You good?” she asks, while eyeing me suspiciously.“Yea
Braxton’s POVIt’s been 12 hours since the scout told us where she was. Where we hope she is. I look up as the light starts to fade and the sky turns a deep shade of purples and blues. I can feel an unsettlement inside of me build as we get closer to the city. It’s like a tidal wave hitting me over and over, the surge getting stronger the closer we drive.“You are going to need to calm down man. I am anxious too, but it is coming off you in waves. If we run into any wolves your energy is going to knock them out,” Tristan looks over at me quickly, before returning his eyes to the road.“I’m trying man. I am not sure what is going on. I mean I am anxious, but nothing different from when we started. This feeling, whatever it is…It’s like it’s out of my control. Like the closer we get, the more…heck I don’t even know…power…it has. I don’t even know how to describe it to you. I just know it’s getting stronger.”We both stare off, the quite settling over us once more. “She’s here
Addie POVThe evening shift drained me and Claire and I slept in until 10. We are usually up by 7. Training in our human form outside or in my wolf form downstairs in the basement. We spend most of our day in training, but today, I don’t know if I have the energy for it.I trudge down the stairs, heading straight to the coffee when I hear Claire over my shoulder. “Good Morning sleeping beauty.” My mind is so thick and sluggish, it’s hard to even think. “Good Morning.” I grunt. I grab the coffee and sit down at the bar, leaning my head down to meet the cool surface. “Why does my head feel so….ug.”I slide my head sideways to look over at Claire. “I think your body is going through withdrawals.”“Withdrawals from what?”“Your mate.”“I don’t get it, I have been away for three months. I mean the pain and the unfocused moments have gotten worse, but why this? Why now?”“That I don’t know. But I even tried to go wake you Addie, and you were dead to the world. I have noticed yo
Braxton POVIt’s been three months. Three months since I held my mate. Since I kissed her. Three months of searching and agonizing over her safety. I stand staring out into the forest beyond my office. Three months. I am so dazed, stuck in this trance of haziness that I don’t even hear Tristan knock and come in. I don’t even register his presence until he places his hand on my shoulder. I look over my shoulder at him, as he steps up beside me. “One of the scouts just returned. He said he needed to speak to you immediately.”I raise my brow, as my heart picks up its pace. “Did he find her?” my words come out soft, almost as though I had little breath left. That’s how it felt, like every task was 10 times harder because she was gone. It was like a weight I carried around, dragging me down. “I don’t know." Exhaustion laces his voice. I nod, heading over to my desk and sitting down into my chair. I look up over at my best friend, as he takes a seat across from me. His eyes a







