The tension of the cool night air prickles my skin and I watch in dismay as the wolves nearby scatter off into the preplanned groups and move towards the village. Leaving me feeling like we are vulnerable and few. They are to try and gain alliance with those we left behind, from the shadows, and we’re to wait here as a front line for the invaders heading our way. They will drive us back towards the valley where we will be met with reinforcements and hopefully will have thinned out the invaders a little.The witch can see them coming and we don’t have long yet it seems like it’s already been hours. Tense and hidden and waiting as our numbers lessen and our pack melts into the village to try and reinforce us with the ones we left behind. We need the numbers to stand a chance, and to avoid a collision with Juan beforehand in case we get distracted. Juan won’t focus only on them, but his desire to see Colton fall will push his hatred both ways.My h

We know. Vampires are trailing off and heading your way. Get inside the manor and find the control room to try and disable it.Colton’s fast response is ragged and strained and I can tell they are really in the thick of it and not doing so well. I can feel his fatigue, hear his stress levels in just one link. Without seeing what’s going on, I can tell the valley must be a bloodbath right now. They are fighting hard to stay in control and god knows how many have died already.Are you okay? I reply in panic, not knowing how to feel with the way things seem to have suddenly combusted and are no longer in our control. Our plans have gone to hell and I feel useless and somehow cut off from what’s going on. No sense of what to do or how to help.We’re holding on and pulling villagers with us. We’re coming to you as soon as we can but just do as I ask. There are more of them than us and half of the Valley wolves are w

My energy blows out like an explosion and takes everything in its wake with it. Uncontrolled due to my sheer fear, mounting hysteria, and suddenly time ceases to cling on in the slow mo. Wooosh, the clock restarts and everything in my wake is thrown wide like the after implosion of a nuclear bomb. Sierra, Radar, the bullet and Juan are all catapulted away from me with force. Flying into a chaotic crash landing of limp bodies against the far wall behind the bed, taking a pillar and the canopy with it, in a crashing chorus of thuds and growls. It’s a monumental fallout from something that I didn’t mean to deliver so viciously.I have no idea where the bullet has landed or if I manage to set it off course and I scramble forward to unravel Sierra from the mess of bedding and debris around her, shielded by the hunched over wolf form of Radar. Even in freefall eh somehow managed to cling to her and protect her as they went down.I sense Juan pulling

I finally hit the marble surface of the ground floor and skid to a halt before I reach the main door, a sudden thought hitting me right in the head which falters my steps. It’s so obvious and yet I facepalm myself for being this stupid and slow to even pick up on it until now. Instead of running around in the dark like a headless chicken, I have the means under my nose to bring Varro to me. I spin on my heel to face my nearest wolf, suddenly enlightened on the easiest method for an outcome.“Let’s go to the security room where Carmen is.” I nod the command, raising a brow, only get a gruff wolfy snort in response before my guards turn and push me along the darkest part of the house. No argument when their Luna commands, because Radar isn’t here to question anything and no one outside the sub pack would ever dare. “What is with the lack of lighting in here, can one of you not go find the generator?” I snap in frustration, knowing this

It feels like time stands still and I watch in disbelief as both Sierra and Radar try to regain composure, confusion etching the face of both and even I have no clue how this just happened. Sierra clutches the point above her left breast as though suddenly inflicted with pain and looks down, gasping in surprise. Her hand sliding away to reveal where her mate mark from her union with Juan is, something that can never be removed. Yet, before my very eyes it begins to heal and fade away into nothingness as though it never was. The one mark in life that a wolf can never erase or heal from and yet hers is washing away like dust on a smooth surface when hit with a gentle breeze.I gawp in surreal stillness, filtering into my head what this could possibly mean. Radar too fixes his focus on her mark as it disperses and the two of them seem to pause, stuck in a time freeze for a few seconds as all this slowly drips into reality. Expressions unreadable and the air suddenly seems to tin