[Closing Doors] SEBASTIAN "What you're telling me is your first mate—the one who mysteriously died—told you I was in danger?" Sierra asked. She quirked an inquisitive brow, and then she began to laugh. "Sebastian, you understand what death means, right?" "Of course, I know what death means. It sounds ridiculous—believe me, I know—but it's the truth. When she told me, I didn't understand what she meant right away when she said to find her. Yeah, find who? Even Rory didn't understand until he put two and two together when he saw Sasha for himself. He, too, was skeptical. Hell, even my own mother cussed me for soiling Sasha's name." "And within reason! If my mother told me she saw my dead father and he gave her a message, I would say she was insane too," Sierra remarked. "Anyway, that was what sent me on the path to find you. When I left the bar, I was about to head back home and conjure up a lie to tell my mother why I returned without my second mate." "Okay. Then what changed you
[The Trail] SIERRA The next day, I was sitting at my writing desk, staring at a blank sheet of paper. I was damn near frustrated and angry at my lack of words. I'd been sitting there for about an hour. Still, I couldn't think of what to say or how to begin the letter. "How hard is it to string a few words together?" I banged my hand on the desk and winced with regret. "Ow!" "Okay, Sierra. Calm down. Take a deep breath..." I inhaled deeply and held my breath for another second. "... and exhale." As I did. All I needed were a few words. A few words to explain why I was writing this letter rather than addressing this matter face-to-face. And why I chose to leave with a man I hardly knew. Another few minutes went by and the words still refused to come. My brain was hurting from overthinking it, and I was certain my eyes would pop from their sockets soon enough after staring at the paper for so long. But I refused to sit there and force words out of my head. They should come naturally,
[The Strange Pull] ZAIDEN Head down, buried in the papers my father sent over an hour ago, a knock on the door interrupted my train of thought. “Yes, come in,” I called, drawing away from the desk, perturbed by the distraction. “Your Highness, please forgive my intrusion,” the guard called, his cheeks red as he kept his gaze low. “Sire, Mr. Gerard is requesting a meeting.” I didn’t wait for him to say anything further. Securing the documents on my desk from prying eyes, I scurried from the office and followed the guard out the door. He led me into my suite, where I found Gerard sitting in the parlor staring out the large windows. “Ah, Gerard, just the man I needed to see.” I advanced further into the room and closed the large doors behind me. “What good news do you have for me? Have they found her?” His back stiffened at my words. “My apologies, Your Highness, we lost the Princess.” His back faced the window, and our eyes met for the first time since I entered the room. I was
[Welcome Home Luna] SIERRA "Angel," a faraway husky voice called out, followed by a gentle hand on my thigh, shaking me awake. "Mm-mm, five more minutes." I groaned, swatting at the hand on my thigh. The person then chuckled. "Angel, as much as I love to watch you sleep, I’m afraid we are here." That perked me right up. I bolted upright, eyes wide, staring at the handsome face beside me, but when my eyes scanned the outside, that was when my curiosity got the better of me. Save for the most luxurious three-story structure. All around me were only trees, staring back at me. Trees on my left, my right, and even behind us. "Uhm, Sebastian?" "Yes Angel," he answered immediately, his voice a chipper to my dreary tone. "You said we were going to your pack." My eyes fluttered around the outside and I spotted seven people smiling and waving at us. "Sebastian, where are we and who are those people?" Instead of answering my slew of questions, he chuckled and exited the car. My hea
[Coming Home] SEBASTIAN I flagged Sierra to her right, answering her unasked question. "On your left, the door furthest away leads to the bathroom, while the other leads to your closet. Your clothes are still in your case. I figured you'd want to unpack them yourself." She turned to me with a cheeky and appreciative smile, enhancing her perky beauty. "Thank you." "Well, I'll leave you to it. While I deal with this matter, you can soak in the tub and probably grab a nap. The entire pack is dying to meet their Luna. I hope you don't mind, but I asked the cooks to prepare enough food for a feast." I turned on my heels and approached the door. The earlier I dealt with this matter, the sooner I could do the same. "Uhm, Sebastian," Sierra called in a meek voice. I pivoted on my heels, noting the blush covering her cheeks. She hung her head, almost embarrassed to meet my gaze. "Are we sleeping here together?" The redness in her cheeks grew brighter. I wanted to chuckle at her timidit
[The Recruit] Arianne Unbelievable! It was just unbelievable. How could he? Of all the ways Sebastian had laid his hands on me, it was never in this manner. Never with such rage and cruelty enough to want to kill me. I paced back and forth in my room, glaring every so often when I caught a reflection of myself in the mirror. Look at what I have become. A shell of the woman I once was and all for a man. For years, I pined and chased after a man who never cared to love me or reciprocate an ounce of the feelings I so adamantly carried for him. Yet, did he care? Not in the slightest. Not even when he barreled into me relentlessly, day after day, week after week, and month after month. How had I let myself become so used? How did I let myself become this person? I blew out a breath and wrapped my hands around my neck. Both the bruises from my father's and Sebastian's tyranny had already healed. Thank you, Goddess. Often enough, I pondered what my life would have been like if I hadn'
[Second Thoughts] SIERRA It had been two days since Sebastian and I returned to his pack and despite my longing to see my mother, I couldn’t believe how easy it was to adapt. After the dinner the other night, Sebastian took me on a walk around the grounds, showing me a few of his favorite places he liked to go to clear his head. Mostly the training arena. I had to laugh at how silly that was. I mean, who liked fighting that much. Then again, I suppose when you were the leader of a pack of wolves, knowing how to protect oneself and everyone else must be key. Madeline especially had been a Godsend. Since that first day I met her, I knew she would soon become a big part of my life in the pack. Taking me under her wing the way she did at the dinner, I could only imagine what else awaited me under her care. Then there was Rory and Kimberly—a match made in heaven. It was so easy to see their Goddess did not falter in pairing those two. Rory was goofy while Kimberly seemed somewhat shelt
[Where am I?] SIERRA "What do you mean?" Dread settled into my stomach and grew even more. "What's going to happen?" I turned to face the old woman, enamored by her calm demeanor. On the other hand, it wasn't her life in danger, was it? No, it was mine and I was yet to find out why. "You came across a man recently. Did you not?" Her faraway look paved the way for panic to settle in my chest. Anger bubbled inside me at the memory of that night. "I've met a lot of guys. I worked at a bar, but I don't see what meeting a guy has to do with this." My brows furrowed into the creases of my forehead, and my eyes narrowed. "Now is not the time for sass, child. You know whom I'm referring to... charming, with curly brunette hair, chestnut brown eyes, and sun-kissed caramel skin. Does that description ring a bell? " She asked, ignoring my question in favor of her own. "Did he tell you who he is?" "Well, it wasn't much of a conversation. That bastard tried to kidnap me!" I gritted through