All Chapters of Echoes of the Pack: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Jayden tries to hide her grin as I frantically pace the room. She's enjoying watching me struggle through my Heat as it peaks. I'm desperate to just end it all."Stop it," I growl as I hunch over. My insides are cramping up, like someone has turned on a jackhammer or an industrial-sized mixer."Sorry," She raises her hands up, "Do you want me to get you anything?"I laugh through the pain, "A cliff to jump off of?"Truthfully, I want to get Hendrick. I just really need him by my side. I've gone through the cramps and Heat before but not without him. It seems so much harder now that he isn't with me. There's no distraction.I haven't slept at all in the past two days. It was too hot. I feel like I'm in a sweltering sandstorm. Not even the cold showers or dumping ice over my body is helping anymore.In my sleep deprivation and hormonal desperation, my mind has begun to rationalize Hendrick's actions. Part of me is appalled by this need to be close to him right now-part of me doesn't car

The advantage of hiding from Lara is that neither Jayden or I were expected at the pack dinner. It gave me plenty of time to plan how to sneak into Lara's room."This is a terrible idea," Jayden grunts while I fix the black beanie over her flaring, red hair. I say nothing and tuck in all her loose locks into the thick, wool material. "What if it's on her? It means that we've snuck into a Luna's bedroom for no reason! We can get into serious trouble."It's not on her.""How do you know that!""Because I asked," I glance over at my sister, who is embraced by an ethereal, glowing halo in the darkness. "It's in her bedside table."Jayden jerks away. She's scared, or at the very least...uncomfortable. I bend down and make sure that my boot laces are secure. One sniff in the air and I tell that Kennedy isn't anywhere close."You don't have to come, Jayden." I had plenty of eyes to make sure the coast remains clear for me. "Only one of us has to get in trouble.""If what you say is true-and

The crescent hangs low in the sky-a blood red moon. The belt of Orion hung between the points, connecting the ends of the moon to almost look like a full circle.I am lying in a large bed. He's beside me. Holding me close. It's an odd situation to be in-being in the arms of a monster like him. A murderer. But Zemira's contentment is all I feel as I curl up with my hands pressed against his naked, scarred chest.I open my eyes and study him. He looks nothing like Kennedy, save for the fact that they're both as tall as a skyscraper. He has a soft tan to his skin, a strong jaw and a Roman's nose. His lips are plump and pale pink, and his face is speckled in the makings of a beard.I lift my hand and stroke the bumps and dents of the mark I have left on his neck. He's bulky and made of muscle but isn't as solid as Kennedy or Hendrick. This muscle is something that has come from years of war and work. Naturally he's just a tall, slenderman.His eyes are open now. They pierce me with their

(Kennedy)"Alpha," Mateo nods as I pass him, "You wanted an update on our guest.""Aye," I glance at Mac, who is shutting the office door behind himself.Mateo stands firmly while I sit against the edge of my desk, "Is she awake yet?""Yes, but Jayden says that she woke up from her vision last night. She's just resting now."I nod, "Make sure they both get what they need. Mac, relay this all to Mira and Ilya. They'll want to know what state she's in."Mateo pauses before he leaves. I nod and he speaks hesitantly, "Alpha...what's with this girl?""She's a lycan," I shrug and let this practiced lie roll smoothly off my tongue, "Who knows what's going on with them half of the time."He nods and promptly leaves. I can only hope that that answer satisfies him and the of rest of my Sentries. But it won't for long, and Mac makes sure to remind me of that inconvenient fact ever since I told him the truth of who Alora is."The news of The Order's visit to Abrego is already circulating like wil

His eyes were the first I saw when I woke up. After that awful series of Zemira's memories...and reliving her death, his face was the one I woke up to…His hand touched mine. And he smiled down at me like he was saying- you'll be alright. Everything... will be alright.Right now, I can confirm that everything will not be alright."Kennedy, where are you taking me?" I've asked this question to his broad back three times already, but all I've gotten so far is-”"Patience, my little wolf, Patience."Yeah. All I've gotten so far is that.I stop in my tracks, arms crossed, "I have several herbology lists to memorize, two major lycanthrope bloodlines to track, and a hell of a vision to decipher. I haven't seen my sister or any of the spirits that guide me in weeks! The Moon isn't saying much to me either. So no, patience is something I'm a little short on-""Sounds like you're shorter on time than on patience""Kennedy.""Okay, so maybe you're a little impatient too," He turns around and st