After Brielle and Ocean were formally announced the winners of the tracking challenge, River congratulated her before quickly scurrying off. She had been hoping for an opportunity for the pair of them to talk following recent events, but as he dashed off before barely finishing his sentence, she found herself more confused than before. Politely excusing herself from the presence of the King and Queen, Brielle headed back to the castle grounds. It was only a short walk, but it was long enough for her to contemplate what had just happened. She couldn’t help but find it bizzarre that River appeared at the finish point so long after her. Sure, Ocean was quick.. but Kane was quicker. There wasn’t an ounce of her that believed it genuinely took River and Kane over an hour to track a singular scent. “What are you thinking?” Ocean perked up, also finding the whole ordeal slightly strange. “Do you think there’s a chance he.. let us win?” Brielle pondered, feeling uneasy just at the thought

River’s lips claimed Brielle’s in a greedy, passionate kiss that made her forget anything else. His fingers possessively wrapped around her throat, desperate to finally feel her. Brielle melted under him, embracing the warmth of his touch as she tangled her fingers in the back of his hair. River’s sandalwood scent filled the world around her, consuming every fibre of her being. He growled against her lips, intoxicated by her warm minty breath. Something unlocked within him, a raw primal need to feel her, taste her. He gripped her waist, digging his fingers into her skin, pulling her body against his so there wasn’t an inch between them. Brielle didn’t fight against him, instead moaning slightly as her body slammed against his rock-hard chest, causing River to let out a possessive snarl as her whimper drove him into into a frenzy. She’d never been kissed like this before, so animalistic and intense. Like they would die the second they stopped. There was nothing gentle about what th

King Nate and Queen Serena dashed out of their home in a hurry. Upon hearing River’s deafening cry, they had immediately awoken and scurried to their feet. Jacques followed them in suit with three pairs of shorts for the alphas, with Harlie and Scarlett close on his tail. The three alpha’s stormed back towards the castle, each casting a hopeful glance at their mate’s beta and gamma. Both Harlie and Scarlett shook their heads, alerting the triplets to the fact that their search within the castle grounds had come up empty. “What’s going on?” The Queen questioned with a frown, searching the younger wolves around her. “And where’s Alpha Brielle?” River’s jaw clenched shut, his eyes glowing darker than the night. Everything within him was shattering, every ounce of his body ached for his mate. “She’s gone.” He forced out, his own words cutting through him like a knife. “That fucking rogue.” Reid’s voice was venomous, laced with hatred for the man that led away his mate, as he put on a

Brielle sat up in a rush, eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights. She glanced down at the cream, duck-feathered duvet covering her, this wasn’t her bed?! She hastily pulled back the duvet, praying to the moon goddess that she was still in her own clothes. A rush of relief ran through her as she noticed she was still in the clothing she had gone to see River in. River… Brielle’s heart immediately sunk, an unsettled feeling developing at the pit of her stomach. He must have been devastated to wake up and find her no longer in his arms. They had finally put aside their stubborn egos and within hours, she had gone. Brielle suddenly felt cold, instantly missing her mate’s embrace. Ignoring the unbearable soreness against the flesh of her feet, Brielle scurried from beneath the sheets to gaze out the window. As her hands rested against the ledge, a sense of numbness washed over her. She didn’t need any further confirmation, the dozens of men parading their war wounds in a sullen

“You’ll be split into three teams.” King Nathaniel announced to the sea of warriors before him. “We need to be able to remain in contact with each pack at all times, meaning the three packs need to be integrated. One will be led by myself, one will be led by the Blood Moon alpha’s and one will be led by David, Alpha Regent of Shadow.” David firmly nodded in the King’s direction, his game face never faltering as he folded his arms across his chest. Under usual circumstances, in Brielle’s absence, he would allow Harlie to step up as interim Alpha. But with his eldest’s life hanging in the balance, he couldn’t allow room for mistakes. “My group will take the west, River’s group will take east and David’s group will take south.” The King continued, surveying his eyes over the 300 hundred bodies. “Gladdis and the Fer Fung will be located north, in the neck of the forest. They will need to remove the cloaking enchantment placed on Zion’s hide out, but once this happens we have a matter of