Semua Bab Red Rover: Bab 1 - Bab 10

I’ve been on the road with Kanati and Kamama for the past six months—first trying to find where the Riding Hoods were keeping the supernaturals they’d kidnapped, and then trying to track down where those same supernaturals scattered after escaping.Let me back up. Give you the whole story.About twenty-one years ago, there was a massive civil war between the werewolf packs in the U.S. The trios—where Selene, our Moon Goddess and creator, mated three wolves together instead of the traditional two—were making a comeback after being hunted nearly to extinction. And plenty of wolves weren’t happy about that. Civil war broke out. We won. Trios were allowed to exist again.But right on the heels of that, a group of witches showed up—called the Riding Hoods. Yeah, as in Little Red Riding Hood. Turns out the old story was true. The original Red was killed by a rogue werewolf. Her sister got revenge, then decided her new life mission was killing every werewolf on Earth. She built a cult of twis

The pain is like nothing I’ve ever felt—like someone’s trying to carve out my still-beating heart with serrated spoons while laying me on burning coals. It’s sharp. It’s constant. It’s everywhere.I can’t breathe, let alone speak. The pain only intensifies when Tomas and Jai touch me to lift me off the ground. I don’t even register why they’re carrying me until the sunlight hits my skin—and that is a whole new kind of agony. Like being flayed alive under a magnifying glass.I didn’t know pain like this could exist and not kill you. Honestly, I’m not convinced it won’t.Then Tomas drops me.No warning. No gentleness. Just the ground slamming into my back. My wolf howls in my head, but all my body can manage is a whimper. Jai hesitates, eyes darting between Tomas and me, but Tomas waves him off. Jai shrugs and walks away.Great. I’m left alone with an enraged male who’s about to make me feel even worse.Takes a minute before I can even register his voice over the dull roar of pain.“You

I can’t even begin to explain how livid I am with Nathan.My best friend—my brother—just rejected his mate for absolutely no fucking reason. I wanted to shake him. Hell, I should have. But instead, I had to stand next to Devin and help Nathan out of the hall without putting him through a wall.Watching him reject Nyx, after everything she’s done for us, made me want to snap. She’s been tortured, interrogated, burned alive by our people because we didn’t trust her. And she never once complained. She helped rescue Kayla and Esteban. She played a huge part in taking down the Riding Hoods. She’s risked everything for us, and Nathan just… tossed her aside. Like she was disposable. Like he could just find another mate waiting behind door number two.It kills me. It fucking kills me—especially after what I’ve been through.After everything Rowen and Alexander went through? After what happened to me?I have to get out of there before I punch a wall—or worse, him.I stalk around the back of the

Zoe gets dressed, and the two of us bolt from the boutique, running as fast as we can before our mothers can stop us. We almost make it.Almost.“Where do you two think you’re going? We’re in the middle of an appointment here!” Sandra calls after us.“You guys go look at the mother-of-the-bride dresses. We’ve got other things to take care of!” I yell over my shoulder.The door is nearly closed when my mom, Karamea, shouts, “Fucking doesn’t count as something you have to take care of right now!”Zoe bursts out laughing, clutching her side as I hurry us back to our apartment two blocks away. We’ve lived together forever—best friends since diapers. Honestly, the Goddess making us mates was the best thing that could’ve happened. I don’t want anyone else.I shove the image of Tomas out of my mind. Whatever the Goddess, my wolf, or my stupid heart thinks... I don’t want him. I’ve got the mate I chose. And tonight, I’m going to remind myself just how much I want her.We jog through the city,

“I’m so fucking tired of this shit!” Citra snaps, shoving the grimoire away from her hard enough to nearly tip over her lemonade. “It’s like Selene and Hecate just disappeared.”I sigh and slide a slip of paper into my spellbook to mark my place before closing it. “I hate to say it, but you’re right. I don’t know what else we can do to find them.”“I keep telling you guys, we could do a summoning,” Nora says—for the millionth time.“And we keep telling you no,” Citra bites back, rolling her eyes.“We just don’t know what we’d actually summon,” Meredith adds, her tone softer than Citra’s, but tired all the same.“But isn’t that what salt circles are for?” JoJo asks.“Sure, if we’re summoning demons. But that’s not the only thing that could show up—especially when you’re trying to call a god,” I say.“Can’t we layer it though?” JoJo presses. “Salt for demons, iron for fae and ghosts, potions against magick, and blood for gods. Multiple circles for protection. We could make it safe enough