Nathan POVMoonglow Pack - Modesty CabinI woke up confused. A scent stung my nose, making me sneeze in reaction while I tried to figure out what the sharp odor was only to realize it was blood. Rachel's blood. Rachel was injured!Sitting straight up in the bed, I groaned as the whole cabin seemed to spin around me. I had never been so dizzy in my entire life. Every movement felt as if I were forcing my body to move through some kind of thick liquid. Even breathing was hard as I struggled to bring my body back under my own control."Rachel?" I called, my voice coming out harsh, rough as the words were dragged from my throat, raked over my sore vocal cords, "Rachel? Are you here?""Nathan?" Rachel called, her voice quiet and tentative in a way I hadn't heard before, almost as if she were scared.Why would she be scared of me though? I couldn't smell another wolf around. Whoever had attacked her---my thoughts derailed as I looked at my arms with dawning horror.Deep scrapes raked down m

Rachel POVMoonglow Pack - Visitor CabinDragging my brush through my hair, I tried to focus on how much better I felt after a quick shower. The bath house had been stalls of showers with flimsy curtains as the only boundary between bathers. I was alone by luck or the hour of my visit more than anything else, but I was glad.I didn't want to talk about the blood being rinsed off my skin down into the drain at my feet. Even thinking about the conversations which might have come up was enough to have me tossing my brush away in frustration in favor of going to pace in front of the window.Art hadn't waited long before he came on into the women's washroom to call for me. I finished showering in under ten minutes which was a personal record for me. There was no telling what would happen if I was caught with marks all over me courtesy of Nathan's Lycan form.We raced back to the Modesty Cabin only for Art to gently shove me toward his visitor cabin instead."You go in there. Lewis doesn't

Art POVMoonglow Pack Alpha House - Morning Room"You're my mate!" Lindy Campbell cried, clearly over the moon with her discovery while Nathan Lewis looked as if he wanted to tear her heart out with his teeth.I could feel his heartbeat racing beneath my palm; I hoped he wouldn't lose it completely and shift into a raging Lycan right in the middle of the fucking tea service. What kind of insanity was I involved in now? Why did I always get the weird ones?"This is some kind of trick. Is it a scent spell? Some kind of magic? What's going on here, Art? She can't be my mate. I refuse to believe that girl is my mate."Spells existed to fake mating bonds. I could have listed a few options for Lewis, but I knew his insanity was building up to a boiling point and I had zero desire to deal with another explosion from him.Doing my best to sound firm, I stated, "No spell is at work here. If you believe Linda Campbell is your fated mate, it's because she's your fated mate.""She can't be my fat