The news of Anderson’s death was shocking; he was one of Jonathan’s best friends. One of the kindest and strongest wolves that Jonathan had the pleasure of knowing. It’s been about a week since the news of his death, and it still didn’t seem real.Graham allowed Jonathan to come and collect Anderson’s ashes; that way there can be a proper burial in Anderson’s town, Paletooth. There were about 200 or more wolves that attended the ceremony. Anderson was a well-known and very liked wolf; even Rock and Melissa attended the ceremony.Marian was wearing a black gown that draped around her feet; the lacy fabrics falling around the ground like a wedding gown. Her dark auburn hair grew a bit more than her usual pixie hairstyle and was pulled back in a black beret. She wore a dark blush on her upper cheekbones and red lipstick that brought out her fair features. Her eyeliner and mascara were smeared under her eyes as tears fell down her cheeks.Jonathan had known Marian for years and this was th

“Aaaaaahhhhhh…” A sharp pain coursed through my body.The bruising around the sides of my stomach was beginning to worsen; it went from a light purple to a dark purple and light blue. The bruise expanded from the side of my stomach to my lower torso.I could feel the heat in my body rising as a fever spiked. I was lightheaded and the voices in the room were becoming distorted. I could feel beads of sweat falling on the sides of my face and landing on my chest, soaking into the blanket that covered me.I felt a cold cloth draped gently around my face; the liquid washed over my features and soothed away the heat attached to the fever.“Arina, just breathe,” Jonathan whispered from beside me.He’s been wonderful. He hasn’t left my bedside since the pain started a few hours ago. Dr. Emily was on the other side of my bed, she plugged an IV in, filling it with a clear liquid that kept me hydrated. I could feel the cold fluids running through my veins.“Is there anything we can do for her?” J

Everything Jess had just explained to Jonathan was not something he was ever expecting. He felt as though his mind was in a complete whirlpool and he couldn’t get it out. He sat on the couch with his face in his hands, trying to maintain himself. He felt a mixture of anger, hurt, betrayal. They were emotions that were mainly directed at his mother.He wanted to understand her point of things and why she kept these secrets for so long, but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. It was almost like everything he thought he knew in life, everything he was a wolf, was a complete lie.Right down to his own father’s death.Jess revealed to him how they come from the same bloodline as Benjamin Davis. She didn’t want to tell him, and it was something she was hoping to keep from him his entire life. But Sabrebite was in danger and Jonathan needed to understand how bad things were looking.Now he understood and he couldn’t help but feel disgusted.“I was really young,” Jess told him, “when my m

I was trying my best to register everything being said to me. But I was also feeling a bit delusional after everything I’ve been going through with this pregnancy. I was well enough to get out of bed and walk around, not that I should be, but I certainly wasn’t well enough for what was about to come.Jonathan was telling me that he was some descendent of Benjamin Davis, the Overseer. Graham apparently had some kind of cufflink that allowed him to see and hear everything at any given time in any pack. Which meant he was probably listening in to their conversation as they spoke. There was a way to diminish the powers of the cufflink, but they had to summon a witch for that to work.None of that made sense.The things they were saying were almost laughable.There was no way any of that could be true, but Ronnie and Jonathan looked so serious as they spoke to me. There were no traces of humor on either of their faces and Ronnie wasn’t good at lying. She always gave it away because she coul

I had never seen somebody so beautiful in my entire life. Her body was the shade of milk chocolate; her figure thin and wrapped in a dark beaded gown that went down around her feet. Her hair was thick, dark, and braided down her back, landing around her waistline. She had a face of a goddess; eyes of a deep emerald with speckles of gold, which brought out the warm coloring of her skin.“Naomi…” I breathed. “She’s real.”The countdown began as the red haze made its way across the moon. Jess stood outside her white chalk circle. In the center of her circle was the sage, the pink rose, and a chunk of Jonathan’s fur. I watched as she took a match and lit the center of the circle, igniting it into a large flame. Taking the book in her hands, she spoke the summoning spell in Latin; I couldn’t understand what she was saying but as soon as she began speaking, the light orange and yellow flames began turning pink and then purple.Ronnie and I stood back as Jess continued speaking, the flames gr