I want to believe Talia. I want to trust she has the best intentions. That she’s not going to lead us into a trap. I truly want that. But there is a nagging voice in my head… oh wait, that’s Godric. ‘What? I know she’s just a child, and I should give her the benefit of the doubt. Yadda. But she is still a child of Siegfried, even if she didn’t know it.’ Godric defended himself. ‘I’m a child of Siegfried.’ I countered. ‘That is different. You weren’t raised in this cult because that’s exactly what the Syndicate is. Talia’s been raised with these beliefs. We can’t know how deep that goes. We need to be cautious.’ Godric sighed. ‘You worry about that. I’m going to do for my sister what the Kinsley family did for me, have faith.’ I dismissed him as I followed Talia into an alley. ‘We have my sister. We picked up a signal on the scepter, and my sister is leading us into the underground tunnels. Start falling back.’ I called out through the pack link to everyone who came with us. ‘Are

Isis had really pushed her limits, especially with Bastet being taken down because of that trap Noya laid. And then all the excitement and probably not having slept well in days must have gotten to Talia. Because by the time the van reached our apartment building, both were asleep.Isis was sleeping soundly with her head on my shoulder, while Talia had curled up using my lap as a pillow. It was so weird. Godric still doesn’t trust Talia, but I dunno something tells me whatever his hang-up is, it’s not her directly. She’s just an innocent kid who’s been screwed over by the people meant to love and protect her. And when I look at her, I realize I’d have been just like her if Alpha John Sr hadn’t taken me in and protected me. My life would have been different if I hadn’t had the Kinsley family to love and protect me.Now it’s my turn to pay that forward. I am going to make Talia’s life different. I’m

We headed downstairs after we had all taken showers, gotten dressed, and had something to eat. I wasn’t surprised to find Nigel waiting by his SUV. “Good morning, Silverclaw Alpha family. Read to meet your people?” Nigel smiled, opening the rear passenger door. “Thank you for coming to pick us up, Nigel.” I smiled, climbing into the back seat with Talia. “Stop making this weirder than it already is.” Kurt rolled his eyes, taking the front seat. It was a quick enough drive to the edge of the city. Talia blinked wide-eyed as she saw all the tents. I’m sure she probably recognizes some of these people, having grown up in the Syndicate. Collin and Tanner were already there waiting with their mates as we climbed out. It was unnerving to have a sea of people looking at us, watching our every move. I glanced at Kurt, unsure what we should do or say. Kurt smiled, kissing my cheek before climbing onto the roof of Nigel’s SUV. “SYN…. SILVERCLAW PACK!” Kurt shouted, getting everyone’s atte

Despite the beautiful venue and this lovely occasion that brought everyone here, I’m still worried about how things are going back at Mount Adams. I’ve been keeping reasonable control of my feelings about it. I don’t want Kurt to be more worried than he is. And I know if I don’t keep my worry bottled up, he’ll feel it and add to his. So instead, I focused on the event we came for. Having the wedding at the Christian ranch is just perfect for Luna Aurelia and Alpha Logan. Being in nature and then the sentimental value of being at her family home. Aunt Sarael and her staff had done such wonders with the flowers. Honestly, all the vendors did a fantastic job making this outdoor ceremony look magical. I couldn’t help but get teary-eyed as they exchanged their vows. I hadn’t expected such sentimental romantic words from Alpha Logan. But that just goes to show you should never assume anything about others. I chuckled as Alpha Logan and Luna Aurelia were kissing, rather passionately for

I hadn’t expected anyone to notice we were leaving and certainly not to hitch a ride with us to Mount Adams. I wanted to protest that he should go back or something, but he seemed very confident he was where he should be. I couldn’t stand around or waste time taking him back anyway. I have a pack to protect. So after kissing Kurt good luck, I let Bastet take the lead, and we set off in the direction of the fighting. Nigel was right on my heels, his wolf keeping close, eyes focused everywhere, probably assessing what danger was coming from and how to protect me. He is a natural bodyguard. No wonder Uncle John wanted him assigned to me, even if only temporarily. I couldn’t communicate with anyone but Kurt, yet Nigel seemed to know exactly what to do as we turned a corner to find some Silverclaw wolves trying to defend pack members who couldn’t shift. Nigel simply rushed forward ahead of me, using his body as a battering ram to knock away the Syndicate wolves. The Silverclaw wolves bo