“The food smell ed good,” Dolly adds, pointing to the meat cooking on the fire captivating all of us. “My tummy hungry,” she answers, rubbing her belly and looking back at Thane when I move from Jonathan’s lap. “Are you from the rogue camp we smell nearby?” I ask, when Jonathan gets up, making her cower, as he goes over to the fire and cuts off a thick slice of meat and skewers it. “Mumma died ed, others not want me,” she answers, looking down at her bare feet, flinching at the growl that escapes me. “I’m sorry, I’m not angry with you. Why don’t they want to care for you?” I reach over and grab the blanket Thane brings over, as the others start digging through bags. “She’s like Ryder, I bet her mother was shunned for being pregnant with her,” Thane answers, while coming over with a cup of tea and sits beside me. “Dah mean man make us go away. I not the same as you… no one want diffewent,” Dolly puffs out her cheeks, frustrated, in her attempt to pronounce different. She cautious

“Shhh it’s ok Ro Ro, let’s get you taken care of,” I softly speak, making a bee line for our bed that thankfully still smells like Embry. “How are you feeling?” Osric questions quietly, carefully crawling into bed next to me with Gunnar on his chest. “I feel anxious having Embry’s scent around but not him,” I answer, while pulling Osric’s shirt off that I wore home from the pack hospital. “He’ll be home before you know it, Jonathan won’t let anything happen to him,” Osric whispers, reaching up and gently brushes his hand across my jaw and cheek making me lean into his touch. “What if Orin doesn’t make that possible and starts torturing them both?” I can’t help asking, knowing that if Orin finds out they’re both Osric’s mates it might as well be game over. “They can handle Orin, don’t worry they’re safe and will make it home,” Osric reassures, pulling me into his arms after laying Gunnar in front of me. I slowly lay on my side trying not to wince at how sore my body is, then pull R

“So, what is it like having two mates?” I tease Liliana, remembering her and Kitty grilling me not so long ago. “What?” Liliana asks, as I watch Freya giggle with lightly flushed cheeks. “You know what I mean, having two of them in bed and how do you not care about one more than the other?” I question, making Kitty laugh as she sits letting the dye sit in her hair. “Oh, my Goddess, Raven really you know I haven’t had a chance to have both of them in bed. I just had my daughter yesterday,” Liliana whines, hiding behind me as she continues to cut my hair. “Don’t worry, when the time comes it’ll be a night you’ll never forget. Ryder and I will show you a great time,” Freya promises with a wink, making Kitty and I giggle as I feel Liliana become even more embarrassed. “Now I’m jealous, I want a harem of people to worship me. You and Raven are lucky, I can just imagine Freya is great with her magical fingers,” Kitty teases Liliana, wiggling her fingers in the air, making Freya snort an

“How many followed?” I question through the link, while leaning back at the same vampire lunging at me with a silver dagger. I quickly swing my sword forward, thrusting it into his gut while grabbing his wrist, pulling his dagger away from my body and him further on to my sword. “Your King should have never pursued my mates!” I growl, before tearing into his throat with my teeth taking in his intoxicating blood that was calls to me. ‘Drink as much as you can, we’re going to need everything,’ Ruby instructs, as I see her on the edges of the battle as I drink feeling like I’m consuming this vampire’s life source. “This is his forward team, there is an entire army behind us,” Jonathan links, ripping into another vampire’s neck when I drop, the now dead drained vampire, at my feet. I nod when I feel my power begin to surge through me slowly building. “Raven slow, let them come to you, you’re not in a hurry,” Vaari’s voice floods the link when I lunge at another vampire that’s moving

“It’s me, Raven, it’s Lily,” I whimper, staring up at her placing my hand on the side of her furry muzzle making her look into my eyes. Raven slowly lowers her hand and gently grabs my shoulders as her entire body shudders. “I know, I’m here,” I whisper, closing my eyes trying to ignore Clover, my near pixy like double, urging me to step away from Raven. ‘She’s lost, you can’t help her,’ Clover cries, trying to protect me as I wrap my arms around my twin in her even larger lycan form. I can’t help crying, feeling how lost she is in her pain from feeling the deaths of her mates and their bonds snap. “She will never be lost to me,” I argue with Clover, unwilling to give up on my twin knowing I’m the only one who can get through to her. ‘She doesn’t know who we are,’ Clover whimpers, pulling at her lavender colored hair, showing more fear than I’ve ever seen in her. “I’m right here Raven, I’m not leaving you,” I whisper, trying to calm her down, wishing I knew how to take her pain.