The next morning, the three of us ventured out to the clearing, the soft morning light filtering through the trees. I needed to practise, and I could only do so with their cooperation. Beginning with something small, we stood together in a circle, the atmosphere charged with concentration. I focused intently, striving to maintain the connection for as long as possible without uttering a word. Silence enveloped us, allowing us to attune to one another’s energy.
Gradually, we began to move further apart, the rustling of leaves underfoot breaking the quiet as we spread out. I didn’t require an extensive range, but it was essential for me to establish enough distance to communicate with them from my vantage point on the rooftop. The connection was vital; it would guide me on when to join them, ensuring we were synchronised in our efforts.
It was difficult, but more than that, it was boring. I wanted to have fun. We were all so young, although I wasn’t sure any of us felt i
The next morning, the three of us ventured out to the clearing, the soft morning light filtering through the trees. I needed to practise, and I could only do so with their cooperation. Beginning with something small, we stood together in a circle, the atmosphere charged with concentration. I focused intently, striving to maintain the connection for as long as possible without uttering a word. Silence enveloped us, allowing us to attune to one another’s energy.Gradually, we began to move further apart, the rustling of leaves underfoot breaking the quiet as we spread out. I didn’t require an extensive range, but it was essential for me to establish enough distance to communicate with them from my vantage point on the rooftop. The connection was vital; it would guide me on when to join them, ensuring we were synchronised in our efforts.It was difficult, but more than that, it was boring. I wanted to have fun. We were all so young, although I wasn’t sure any of us felt i
As soon as Brodie awakened, we got straight to work. There was far too much to do, and the sooner we made our move, the better it would be for us. We worked late into the night, meticulously planning every detail we could think of. I grabbed a marker pen and began writing out our strategies on the stark white wall of our bedroom, which seemed almost haunting in its emptiness. “We need to ensure we steer clear of anything that you or Jackson might conceive,” I declared, my voice steady despite the gravity of our situation.“Why?” He looked taken aback, his eyes widening in surprise. I instinctively placed my hand on his upper arm, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my palm, suddenly realising how my words must have sounded to him, like a bolt from the blue.“Because Turner knows you both. He knows the pack and he will know what your plan is. We need to be smart. He doesn’t know me well enough to anticipate my moves.” I relaxed once Brodie nodded slightly and his exp
The triple threat united by Luna will stand firm in the face of world desecration. Upon warm and cold blood merging, with the greatest of all sacrifices, they are fated to halt the guardians' transition into prey for their charges. As the three voices unite as one, the key will be discovered.I could barely remember what Brodie had said it contained, but I guessed they were concerned that Turner was the danger it spoke of. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Brodie was speaking to Jackson, but I had no idea what either of them was thinking.“Triple voices united,” Jackson replied.“It seems to be glaringly obvious now. The Luna is Mum. Everyone assumed it meant siblings, but we were united by her just as much as any siblings would be—maybe more. Warm and cold blood must be Esme and I, mating, bonding, falling in love. Who knows? The greatest of all sacrifices would be Mum giving her life for Esme’s.” I wasn’t sure what Brodie thought was so clear; I w
I woke up feeling rather excited, and I couldn't wait to speak to Jackson and tell him about Brodie’s proposal. Sharing the news with the girls was a little more daunting, but they deserved to hear it directly from me. They would be arriving early, as they had offered to help with the finishing touches to the house, and the thought of their support filled me with warmth.Before I welcomed them, I had to head over to Jackson’s for breakfast and to drop off the babies at nursery. The prospect of having them at home once the house was finished was heartening; it would be so much easier to manage everything without the distractions of the chaotic work in progress. The decorators were scheduled to arrive bright and early, and I looked forward to unpacking each room shortly after they completed their tasks. I could already envision the fresh layers of paint and the new furnishings transforming the space into a warm and inviting home.“Morning, beautiful. How was your night?”
I had tried to slow them both down as much as I could on the way back to the camp. Jackson needed some time to sort everything I had asked him to do. The good news was that he had plenty of manpower. As soon as we walked through the gates, I checked in with him using our new internal communication. “How’s it going?”“We’re done. Just heading out the back door in the next few minutes.”“Thank you. I owe you big time.” It felt as though I always owed him more than I could possibly pay back, a never-ending cycle of gratitude and unease. I took Brodie’s hand for the first time since we had left the clearing, feeling the warmth of his palm against mine.Once Marcus finally turned to head back towards his quarters, I breathed a sigh of relief and gently steered Brodie towards the new house. As we approached, the structure revealed itself in all its beauty. It was indeed a modest design, yet it carried an elegance that suggested a deep respect for its natural surroundi
The following day, I ventured out again, determined to reconnect with Brodie. This time, I pushed past the familiar two-mile marker. When I finally made the connection, it came too easily—almost alarmingly so. I refrained from speaking, choosing instead to simply sit in the silence and listen.But the quiet was unnerving. All I could hear was the relentless whisper of the wind, swirling around me like a ghost in a desolate landscape. It felt eerily still wherever Brodie was. I concentrated harder, pushing deeper into our connection, striving to see the world through his eyes.And then, a flash of emotion surged through me: anger intertwined with betrayal. My heart raced as I heard the bitter words echoing in my mind: “You bastard, you promised.” I could see the back of my own head as Brodie watched me from the tree line.“I promised to not tap into your mind and find out where you were going, but you told me.” The vantage point of my image changed and I guessed