LOGINOoooh, there's a side to Cora we haven't seen before...Hmm....
Hello everyone, I wanted to update everyone regarding my plans for the Tribe series. Firstly, I do wholeheartedly and sincerely apologize for this, as I know I said something previously and I got everyone excited - thank you so very much for that. However, I have decided to pause book 8 and go back in order to do it justice, not only for the series and myself but, more importantly, for you, the readers. I am going to share something a little personal about myself - I am a perfectionist as well as AuDHD, and because this story and overall series has grown since I first started into having so many characters and plot points that intertwine, it proved extremely difficult to keep track of and keep it straight, which is why I made this decision to go back to the beginning and write it in order. Book 1 is The Rebellious Alpha. Book 2 is The Beta's Feral Alpha, which I am currently writing. Then we will have 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and finally 8, which is 'The Rise of the Queen'. In additi
Wyatt Gabriel doesn’t wait for me to come up with an answer before walking out of my bedroom, making me raise a brow in confusion. I shake my head, shrugging as I close my door and then go to my walk-in to get dressed.Honestly, I don’t know why I’m not healing like I used to, but with everything going on, it’s kinda low on my list of priorities, same with Axel. Well, Axel, I know why. He misses our mate, and the longer we’ve gone with no contact, the more he has retreated. I’ve just gotten my t-shirt on when I hear my door open with some scuffling and muffled noises.After putting on some pants, I walk out to find my mother and Gabriel standing in the middle of my room in some sort of heated argument, whispering urgently to each other, with him looking frustrated as my mother shakes her head. “What’s going on?” I ask, sighing because I’m tired. Gabriel lowly growls, walking over to me and roughly pulling up my shirt, revealing the nasty bruises that I’ve been hiding. “Look at th
Corinna When I first came here, I didn’t know what to expect, but it certainly wasn’t this. A cute, little 2-storey cottage with farm animals, a cow included, freely roaming around in the middle of nowhere at the foot of the mountain, all carefully and strategically hidden by large oak and willow trees. If we had kept on driving, I never would have noticed. It looked like something out of a child’s book, but the moment I stepped out of Flora’s old beat-up truck and took a deep breath of the crisp mountain air, it felt like I had returned home, which was strange because I don’t ever remember being here before. I asked her about it, but she ignored me and told me just to enjoy being able to breathe without having to look over my shoulder for once. But easier said than done. I had Elijah in my sights at all times and in bed with me every night for the first few weeks we were here, until one day Flora stepped in and moved him to his own room. I almost tore her head off until she reve
~ This chapter takes place around book 2, ‘The Beta’s Feral Alpha’ ~Wyatt I let out a loud sigh, running my hands over my face up to my hair in frustration, leaning back in the chair because trying to focus on this paperwork is torture, as my mind drifts back to the same thing again. To them. Constantly wondering if they’re okay, if they’re safe, if they have shelter, clothes, food, and of course, where the fuck they’re hiding because not knowing, not being able to see them, talk to them is fucking killing me!This has become my daily routine for almost 3 months. Well, 2 months and 2 weeks, but who’s counting? And of course, my newly found mother, who encouraged her to run in the first place, although she disputes that, won’t tell me anything, while my Gamma quite literally can’t tell me because she commanded him. All my mother said that night Corinna ran, after she revealed that my father, Benjamin, was alive, was that she and Elijah were safe and that no one knew about it or t
Hello everyone, and thank you all so, so much for reading book 1 of the Tribe series! When I first started writing it, I didn't expect it to become a series, and so I'm going to be doing something different and maybe a little unorthodox. After much thought, I thought it was only fair and right to carry on with Wyatt and Cora's/Corinna's pov of the story, even though it's the last of 8 (yes, 8) books in the timeline/series. They start and end the series, hehe. Basically, just because the other couples decided to get really loud and demanding along the way, they have to wait their turn, haha. Anywho, with all that said, plus teaser, I'm so excited to start this next part, and let's just say since it's the finale book, A LOT is going to be happening! If you want to know more, please find me on my socials - Author Katerina M. Davis - and I have a group called - Katerina's Tribe - where I have all sorts of information and where I reveal my exclusive content. I would like once ag
Freya After pacing, peeking through every blind that faced the direction Oscar disappeared to, and checking the phone he gave me every 5 seconds for any sign, even a tiny piece of news, as if I was a restless possum for the past few hours, I decided it was time.I have no choice but to confront my fears because the deafening silence and the lack of news are too much, so I have to leave the Sanctuary. My anxiety and worry for my brothers has officially overridden my fear of the outside. After all, they’re all I have now. I may not have known Evan long, but he’s Oscar’s fated mate, and that makes him family. Also, from the little I know of him and what I’ve witnessed, he’s nothing like my other brothers. Some of the other women who live here saw me nervously fidgeting by the door and said that if I could wait an hour or so, they would drop me off at Tess's, since it’s the same route to the diner, which made me breathe a sigh of relief. Since we can’t shift, we had to walk about 10 m







