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last update publish date: 2026-05-04 17:31:27

Avery Monroe squeezed her fists so tightly that her claws bit into her palms, hoping the stinging pain would keep her wolf from surfacing in a howl of agony. But no amount of physical torment could dull the ache in her chest. She lowered her head, and the tears that had welled in her eyes finally spilled over, staining the stone floor. She failed to notice that both high-ranking males felt the oppressive weight of her sorrow.

Hudson Montgomery couldn't explain why he felt such a visceral pull t
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  • WICKED PROVIDENCE Book 2   60

    "Forgive my weakness," Avery whispered, suddenly aware of her spiritual collapse. She gently pushed Hudson away and moved to the far corner of the stone elevator, seeking the sanctuary of distance.Hudson stared at his now-empty arms, feeling a sharp pang of loss in his wolf. He calmly announced, "The runes have failed and the mechanism is jammed. Do not fear. I have sent a distress pulse through the maintenance link; the pack-smiths should be here shortly.""Very well," Avery responded, her voice quivering like a leaf in a storm.The moment the machine had seized, every glow-stone flickered out, plunging them into a total, heavy darkness. The sudden blackness in such a cramped, iron space was terrifying. Avery felt as though the very walls were closing in to suffocate her.Hudson scented her rising distress. He was tempted to bridge the gap and offer his strength, but he hesitated, worried his aura would seem an intrusion on her territory. Instead, he asked tentatively, "Does your wo

  • WICKED PROVIDENCE Book 2   59

    A heavy silence smothered the infirmary. Avery lifted her gaze, her face an impassive mask as she regarded Blake."Lord Donovan, you are overthinking. My wolf does not carry a grudge against you," she said flatly.Avery felt absolutely nothing toward Blake—no hatred, no fury, not even pity. He was simply a shadow in the woods to her. If it weren't for the debt Avery owed Blake from the moons past, she wouldn't have shown him a shred of pack etiquette, let alone let the Donovan family off so lightly. Allowing them to retreat to their dens unscathed made Grant’s unfair suffering feel like a jagged thorn in her side.Avery understood it was Victoria who was the rot in the pack. One could argue Blake had no part in the blood-letting; he hadn't been there when Victoria unleashed her reign of terror. But it was Blake who had enabled his sister, allowing her to become so ruthless and cruel within the Silver Ridge.Avery hadn’t voiced any of this, but Blake could practically read her scent. H

  • WICKED PROVIDENCE Book 2   58

    The Donovan manor's iron gates created a hissing sound as Grant walked through them. He felt as though he were a stray being driven into a cage of silver and bone. The interior of the stone villa experienced an unnatural coldness which created a thick gloomy atmosphere despite the sun shining on Silver Ridge.Grant examined the hidden rune-stone watch which he had modified to bypass pack jamming signals. Grant used the device to transmit distress vibrations because he needed Avery to detect the change in spiritual energy while Victoria looked at her reflection.Sadie remained hidden in the upper chambers with her body wrapped in a cold silk nest while she protected her broken arm. The dark bruises were jagged stains against her pale skin—remnants of the "correction" she had endured for her defiance. She experienced a heavy wave of guilt because she had never pictured Grant searching for her inside the enemy base. Hudson and Victoria had started a vicious argument at the manor which ca

  • WICKED PROVIDENCE Book 2   57

    Blake Donovan experienced her icy demeanor as a painful wound which stabbed directly into his wolf.“Come, I shall escort you to your territory,” Blake said, forcing a jagged smile. Avery pushed away his hand while she stood there with her fur bristling and shook her head in a strong manner. “My thanks, Lord Donovan, but I have my own path,” she stated.Blake began speaking with authority while his Alpha presence showed a small rise. “Avery, the mountain air is biting tonight. You will lose your warmth. Even if you do not fear the frost, the pups may fall to the winter-fever.”Avery looked at Madison and Grant because their trembling bodies made her determination weaker. She agreed to let Blake guide them to his carriage through a hesitant nod.Hudson watched the scene from his hiding place in the dark parts of the stone arches. His pupils became larger. A strange, possessive growl vibrated deep in his chest even though he was too far away to hear their scent-exchange and their words.

  • WICKED PROVIDENCE Book 2   56

    It wasn't a time deck after the pack has completed their formal greetings when the sound was heard outside the meadow's end. "Lady cross, the two rank of Donovan bloodline have reached the crossing" the man behind stood up."What theeee... Donovans? I didn't allow them to cross, even now the moon is high" Delaney said, raising her voice which the scouts nodded in confusion. Delaney looked outside the clearing with a brod face. Avery wasn't sure about the reaction but gave a calm and supportive look. Then she spoke " It seems that they didn't have a choice if they're invited or not in the feast. I think we should welcome them as guest for this calling of peace. The concrete of kicking them out to the borders will rise in blood fuels, when assured them to go home?I noticed that Delaney seen to wait, seeing her hands down and her dagger in shows, she agreed to my statement. Meanwhile, Victoria entered the scene, holding Hudson's arm, which shows the iron lad. I noticed that the hall

  • WICKED PROVIDENCE Book 2   55

    Suddenly, Sadie’s focus drifted to Avery. The Monroe female had been the one to tend her fur and soothe her fever when the sickness took hold, singing ancient lullabies when the pup’s wolf cried out in the dark. It was a tenderness Victoria had never shown.As Sadie watched Grant walk away, a heavy stone settled in her chest. Grant and Madison were fortunate to belong to a den led by such a compassionate Alpha.Upon returning to the Montgomery manor, Keely went straight to Victoria’s chambers. The room was a disaster of shredded silks and overturned furniture; Victoria sat upon the bed in a silk slip, looking as though she had endured a violent frenzy. Keely hesitated, her mind racing with the pack gossip she had snared.Hudson had returned to reclaim his ancestral weapons and armor. Whatever he and Blake had negotiated in the Council chambers had convinced Blake to let him establish his own den. Hudson was wasting no time severing the tether.Despite Victoria’s howls of protest, Blak

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