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I hadn’t originally wanted to help the Riding Hoods at all. I actually hated their mission. There was nothing wrong with werewolves. Honestly, down the line of my family tree, we had a few weres in our bloodline. Granted not wolves, but the Riding Hoods didn’t need to know that.No, I didn’t want to betray the wolves. But…I had to.A year ago, when Winnie and I had sat down with Liv in a request to be handfasted, her mother had met us with a mild resistance. Of course she had known that Winnie was bi-sexual and that we were together. We’d actually been together since we were 15, each other’s first kiss, first girlfriend, first love, first sexual partner. Shit, we were each other’s everything. Liv had nothing against that. Neither did Leo. In fact, they both encouraged us to be together.I’m not going to say that everything was all puppies and flowers for the three years between our first acknowledging our feelings and when we were handfasted. Just like any high school cou
1 month later… This last month has been so full of shit, but so little has actually happened at the same time. If that makes any sense. I mean, we’ve made a lot of preparations for things. Finding a site for the orphaned pups from Slade, Chloe, and Kesha’s old pack to stay and stocking it with everything they would need. Continuing the search for the Riding Hoods and the traitor, both of which were turning out to be a long and arduous process. Preparing the governmental systems for when the whole thing is eventually over. Making room for the West Coast packs and the rogues that they were bringing in. All of this led to construction, moving people, and trying to keep everything quiet so that we weren’t drawing attention from the Riding Hoods. That’s something that I still don’t understand. The traitor hasn’t revealed any of our locations. They haven’t told the Riding Hoods about the West Coast packs moving to our compounds. Or the plan to gather up and bring as many rogue
Today is the day of the full moon and I can’t think of a better day to welcome the first group of orphans to our pack. For the past month, Carmen, Declan, my mates, and I have been working hard on setting up the home for the pups. I refuse to call it an orphanage. Many of these pups were left at orphanages and the humans refused many of them. For whatever reason, they were left behind. I’m not sure if this was something that Selene ordained so that it would be easier for us to get them back or if there is something in our wolf nature that kept the humans away. For whatever reason, these pups were left in these orphanages, given whatever love that the workers could provide. But with little state funded resources and money always hard to come by, there was only so much time that could be spent with them. That’s my fault. I mean, not completely and I don’t bear all of the blame, but I am guilty. We should have found other packs for these pups. We should have made sure that th
One second I’m bent over the bed in Devin and my bedroom, pants soaked and Devin screaming that we have to go to the hospital. The next, I’m standing in the bedroom we share with Xander, Devin clutching my arm and Xander staring at me like he’s seen a ghost. “What’s going on?” Xander cries out, though he has to know. “She’s in labor. Her water just broke!” Devin’s voice is on the edge of panic knowing that we’ve just been taken away from all medical help. I’m surprised that he’s not full-blown panicking, but then I remember his gift. He’s gonna need to use it on Xander before this is over, I can just tell. “Get my mom!” I grit out between my teeth as a contraction hits me harder than before. “She’ll know what to do.” Ma used to help the midwives deliver the pups in our pack. She’ll grab whoever needs to come and make sure this comes out alright. Then when Lily gets here…Fuck! Lily’s not gonna be here to take away the pain! Well, that sucks. It’s only then that I notic
“Liv and Leo, you both are doing so much better! I’ve been so encouraged seeing you out and about around your people, in the dining hall, walking around in the parks. I’m so happy to see you healing!” I say, genuine happiness abounding through me. “Thank you, Bella. And thank you so much for all that you’ve done for our people,” Liv says, her eyes shooting between me and Leo, who is sitting beside her. Liv and Leo had requested this meeting with me a few days ago. I know exactly why they want to meet. They want to take the leadership of the coven back into their hands. Honestly, I would love nothing more. Attempting to run two covens, getting to know my new mates, and trying to find the Riding Hoods, a traitor, and my sister has been extremely stressful. Though, my mates have been very helpful in the destressing department. Hecate’s flame, those two wolves are everything that I could ever want. Kind, attentive, romantic, strong, and very skilled in many different ways.
Two months later… Two months! Two full months and nothing. No leads on the traitor. No idea where Iris is. No signs of the Riding Hoods. Nothing. It’s not like we haven’t been actively looking. It’s that we have to interrogate every witch personally with Bella, Arthur, Liv, or Leo present to ensure that they’re telling the truth. The witches have a spell to act as human lie detectors, but it has to be done by a High Priestess or High Priest. It also tired them out as they were basically putting their consciousness into another person’s brain in order to sift through their memories to make sure everything matched. We could do a max of two interrogations per day, so it was taking forever to get through the several hundred witches we had in our territory. The fact that we were going so slowly through the witches was killing me a little more every day. So far, we’d made it through 90 of them. There were still 142 witches left to interrogate. This is the slowest investigat
“Pivot! Pivot!” Devin cries out. “If you don’t stop with the damn Friends reference, I’ll fucking pivot this bed frame up your ass!” I grind out at him. “What crawled up your ass and died? Charlie and Zak not give you any last night?” Devin asked me. “Dude, Christy and Jerry are teething. I slept with her on my chest, while Zak slept with Jerry on his, and Charlie slept with ice packs on her tits from them biting them. It fucking sucks!” I whine. I know I’m whining, but these past few days have been awful. Devin conspicuously doesn’t say anything. I look at him as we angle the bed frame into the room, waiting for him to agree, since he’s got two month old twins and a four and a half month old pup at home. But he still doesn’t say anything.Devin and I are bringing in furniture to “Homestead,” which is what we’re calling the orphanage. There were several new orphanage ups coming in, along with some kids from Celeste’s coven that we found. Finally, after three months of se
Jamal and Gregory had mindlinked me to let me know that Nathan had experienced a huge wave of emotion from Citra. They were running a little late, but they would be coming. Naomi also wanted to warn me that Citra was having a really hard time with everything that was going on, not because of anything that we had done, but because of her past. Seems like we’ve got a lot to talk about. This also is going to change the focus of today’s lesson. Nathan is five years old and has obviously found his power as an empath, though I also feel that there are elements of psychometry, meaning that he can see into a person’s past, and seeing, meaning that he gets flashes of the future. The fact that his empath powers are so strong at such a young age shows that he is going to be an amazing witch, as well as a powerful alpha. All of these traits, when honed, could lead his pack to huge amounts of power, should he chose to go that route. But first, we need to teach him how to control his power