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Channon’s POVThe air is so much fresher up here, in the mountains. Keeva snuggles into me as we watch the newest pack of the North put on a show of ancient tribal dances. Their face are painted white and red, their eyes glow yellow form the wolves that lay just below the surface. I made a commitment to them all, all those years ago. I would like to think I have fulfilled my promise to help them build a pack, far away from the hustle and bustle of civilisation where they can be safe and heal from the wounds of their past. A fire rages in the middle of the dances, who leap and spin around it in a big, moving circle. I laugh and clap along with the music, content to just sit and watch the display. Keeva, as usual, has other ideas. She jumps up and grabs my hands, pulling me reluctantly to my feet. ‘Keeva, no..’ I try and plop back down on my bum but she pulls harder and before I can protest anymore I’m in the throng of dancers. I feel silly and the burn of redness slowly
Canagan’s POVSweat and fear stream from every pore, almost as if flowing from the core of my very being, and my inner beast whimpers. The smell of suffocating smoke overpowers me and I can feel the heat as it burns my nostrils. The screams of my sister, Caeli, chill my blood as the flames of Crimson Pack Mansion lick at her body. If I had known then what I know now, and that helping Julius would mean my sister’s demise, I would have walked away. Lupin had been the Alpha of Crimson Pack and my sister’s mate. We had all run these fields together as pups playing and having fun, but overtime Lupin became ruthless and distant. His impending leadership took away his carefree attitude and he grew up to be astute in business and cold hearted in leading our family. Sometimes it’s better the devil you know. I roll over and see that my bed is drenched in sweat and my sheets are in a pile on the floor. I see the sun rise bright and fresh over the forest, chasing away the shadows of the night. It
Keeva’s POVCanagan has always been like a father to me and Blake and Bleiz like older brothers. I can’t stay here among wolves. I am human and I want… no, I need to be among my own kind! I have never shifted. Never felt a presence inside of me. I am the daughter of the Alpha, and I am a human. Julius hasn’t hidden his disappointment and contempt for me, showing barely less disgust for me than he shows to the Omegas. I know Canagan will help me, I’m sure of it. He saved the twins when they were pups, and he seems to have some sort of unexplained immunity from the wrath of my father. He will help me escape this life and leave this prison, he is my only hope. Where has Canagan put those keys? I only have a key to let me in the service door. With the smell of this place all the doors need opening to get rid of the lingering odour of stale beer, and from what I can only presume is vomit. Canagan’s office is modest, with a big old desk at the back of the room and a comfy, red leather offi
Channon’s POVShe didn’t see my wolf standing only a matter of feet away in the forest. I can smell her, and I remember her unique scent from all those years ago as a child. The moonlight filters through the few gaps in the thick canopy overhead. Her blonde hair glistens, long and thick, I can smell the floral soap she used to wash it this morning. How many times has she thought about me over the years? Does she even remember me? Afterall she was only a pup when I was cast out. Jonas is far too excited and too unpredictable when he is like this. I hope he doesn’t make me regret making him my Beta. ‘Jonas’ I call him through the mind link, ‘someone is coming, leave her now.’ I watch Jonas turn and leave Keeva alone in the forest.She is only alone for a few moments before a new wolf emerges from the darkness into the silver light of the moon. A growl rumbles up from down in the depths of my throat, my sharp teeth longing to feel the dense flesh of this cowardly wolf before me. Zev, Bet
Keeva’s POVIt wasn’t a dream. The floor is as hard and cold this morning as it was last night. The sun streams through the living room window, making me blink from the intensity of its glare. I pull myself up and look around me, the crumpled couch still littering the floor. This is all I have known, this house, my unloving father. Since I turned eighteen and it was confirmed that I am human, he has become even colder to me. I have spent hours praying to The Moon Goddess to try and understand why I was chosen to be human. But there has been no answer. It seems I am alone in this world. I can’t sit here all day, there is no doubt loads to do. I walk through the cold hallway, my bare feet padding lightly, the pain shooting up my leg from my injured ankle.I warily pull off the black vest that Becky gave to me last night, being careful not to knock open the wound on my shoulder. My breasts spring free, pert and full, big enough to draw unwanted attention. My small waist gives way to thic
Channon’s POVI’m tired and hungry. ‘Uncle, where is good to eat around here?’ I ask him over mindlink. My stomach and inner wolf growl at the same time. ‘Depends on if its deer your after or some pancakes. The pancakes I can help you with, the deer you will have to hunt yourself.’ Canagan chuckles in my head. Pancakes it is then, I’m far too tired to hunt this morning. I turn and pull myself away from watching her. My wolfs makes me turn back and resume my position in the woods, he wants to watch her for a short time more. My body and my wolf ache for her. ‘I’ll be back soon.’ ‘I can’t stay here all day’ I say silently to myself. It’s true, I have to put the final pieces in place for my plan to work. That means meeting with Zev again, I shake my head in disappointment that a wolf could sink as low as him. I will tell him to meet me later when I have eaten. I can’t meet him on an empty stomach, my wolf laughs in agreement, that is asking for a fight. Keeva tosses her h
Keeva’s POVIt’s beautiful! The bright white satin material is soft and smooth to the touch. I can’t help but smile at my reflection. I look beautiful. Stood in this dress in my bedroom and Nikita fixes my long hair into soft curls. It feels unreal. I feel the tears well up in my eyes and the flood gates slowly open. Hot tears stream down my face, cutting a path in the makeup that has just been freshly applied. ‘Don’t cry Keeva. Please don’t cry. The Moon Goddess sets a path for all of us, she never abandons us without hope. Hold on to your strength.’ I step down from the small stool, my feet tired from all the standing and waiting around. Only Nikita attends to me, normally all the higher-ranking women would be around, happy and laughing. But this isn’t a happy occasion. The packs most distinguished bachelor is being united with a mere human. I take Nikita’s warm calloused hands in mine. ‘Will you pray with me?’ Nikita smiles. We both turn to the open window, the moon
Zev’s POVHer lips are soft and plump, sweet like powdered sugar. I feel her resistance. She pulls back ever so slightly as I kiss her. She could never reject me, especially in front of the pack. I pull her in even closer and watch her eyes widen from panic. Aware of the erection in my trousers, I break away from her lips, now is not the time. Strange, he didn’t use the normal ritual, perhaps there is a different one for when a wolf is ordered to be with a human. These are things only an Alpha knows, things that are passed down through their bloodline. The pack applauds and some of the younger, less experienced wolves shift from the excitement and run howling into the forest. The older higher-ranking wolves stand and watch us leave. They know this evening has not been a happy union. My house is next to Alpha house, with just a small piece of grass between the two properties. Cheap, prefabricated structures, not built for the heat of the summer and even less so for the