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“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
I’ve felt Bella’s excitement through the matebond all day, but she’s not answering any questions about what’s going on. She just keeps saying that she has a surprise for us when we get home. I give a seductive growl through the mindlink saying that we can come home now if she wants, but she refuses, telling us that she needs time to set everything up.So, we don’t go home until 5:00 when all our meetings are done.We walk inside to the smell of BBQ ribs, cornbread, collard greens, corn on the cob, and coleslaw.“Damn!” Gregory says, both of our mouths watering at the smells coming from the kitchen. Both of us know that Bella didn’t cook this. For all of our mate’s vast and many talents, cooking isn’t one of them. Though she definitely knows how to handle any meat we give her.“Hey, Bells! What’s with all the - oh fuck!” I had started to ask Bella what was with all the food, but when I look up, I see her framed in the doorway and I completely lose my words.She is leaning with
Two months later… Naomi had a presentation today with the new warriors in training, along with Jamal and Arya, to describe what the alphas expect of their warriors, along with mundane things, such as border patrol schedules, benefits, pay, and the like. Why the alpha had to do this particular presentation? I have no idea. But it helped Jamal and Naomi remain a presence in their warriors’ training and get information from the trainers. So, I was hanging with Nathan over at Hawk’s house with Hawk and Citra. Both had taken up the mantel of becoming High Priest and Priestess of the combined Mother coven just last month and had taken over Nathan’s training as well. Nathan’s grandmother had been a part of Citra and Celeste’s coven, mating with Julian’s father. So, that technically made him a part of the Mother coven and under the jurisdiction of Citra and Hawk. Though they still received help from Bella in training Nathan, they had taken over his education about his gifts.
Kesha is extremely woozy, her heart rate and that of our pup’s falling dramatically in the last few minutes. The pup is stuck. Apparently Kesha’s body cannot make room for the pup to come out of the birth canal and be born no matter what they do. I’m so scared. I’ve been in battle with wolves more ferocious than feral wolves, taking on three and four at a time on my own. I’ve faced these demented witches. And even with all that, I’ve never been this scared. My mate. My perfect, beautiful mate. And my unborn pup. Their lives are in danger. A she-wolf’s body is made to care for her pup. To create life, to sustain life within their bodies. To defend their pup when their pup is in and out of their body. If the she-wolf isn’t able to give birth naturally…something is really wrong. C-sections aren’t unheard of in the wolf community, but they are rare. It’s only used during times of great distress for the pup and the she-wolf, meaning one or both of them are in imminent dange
Thank Hecate that everyone in leadership was at Kesha and Chloe’s birth. It gave me plenty of time to sneak in the rogues so that we could get Celeste and get out of here. Five months. Five months since I last touched Winnie. Five months since her scent, as mixed with the hospital antiseptic smells, filled my nose. Five months since my world was turned upside down. I’ll never feel whole again. But, if I can just get to Morgana. If I can just give her what she wants. I could just have a small part of Winnie with me forever. That’s all I can focus on. It’s all I can think about. My sole life’s purpose. I don’t care what it takes. I will do it. Which is why I told the Riding Hoods where our location is. Over the last five months, we have been observing the patrols. The packhouse that we’re at is in the center of Texas. They would have to go through one of the satellite territories just to get to us. There was also the matter of getting Celeste out. Morgana insi