Gregory Wolversen the Alpha of the Black River Pack. He was forced to banish his brother and declare him rogue for challenging his right for the pack. But his brother is mysteriously dead now on the other side of the country. Gregory knows there's a woman claiming to be his brother's bride, but the woman missing and no one has her name. What does she know about his murder? Did she kill him? His money and belongings have been accounted for. So is she a victim too? Aricka Daniels is a widow, a single mother and waitress/librarian who's struggling to survive. It's been seven years and she still looking over her shoulder. Widowed less than seven days after her wedding. She must come to grips with no home or job and a baby on the way that she was never able to tell her husband, Richard about. Her husband had told her to always stay away from his family because they weren't just rich but dangerous. For that reason she fears they might have had a hand in his murder and also fearing they might ruthlessly try to take her son from her. She never told them of him. Recently out of guilt she'd left a cryptic note informing them of his existence. The Black River Pack are the enforcers of the supernatural world in the area. It's their job to deal with the supernatural criminal element. If they don't then they will look weak to the North American Ruling Council and lose the right to their territory. With Gregory's very own parents on the Council they would suffer a lost of power that would rock the supernatural community as a whole. Can he do it all and find his mate and Luna to keep his pack stable?
Lihat lebih banyakGregory Wolvensen was trotting through the blue grey fog slipping from lamp post to lamp post watching the shadows for anything that out of the ordinary. The rogues had been active lately and not covering their tracks very well so between trying to figure out what they were up to and covering up their messes Gregory and his pack were exhausted.
His white wolf barely made a sound as he approached the shoreline of Lake Ontario. Here in the dream realm it was silent...he could easily follow his nose without fear of being jumped. Stepping on the cool, sand and hearing the water lap quietly at the shore line he followed the scent of an unknown wolf to a grouping of large rocks. Golden eyes alert to an ambush he approached carefully.
The moon was casting shadows through the fog that made them shift and shiver before his eyes. Then he saw it. Clear movement, catching his eye and a grey and white wolf pup suddenly jumps from the shadows and up onto a rock a few feet from him.
In his thoughts he hears the pup,"Hi! Are you the Alpha of the Black Water Pack?" Still surprised at the pup's sudden appearance.
"Yes, where are your parents’ pup?" This pup looked too young to be in the dream realm. It just wasn't safe for him and if he is this small, he will be fodder for practically anything in the dream realm.
"Mom's asleep and she doesn't come here. But I come here looking for you. You are so hard to find. Why didn't you come when Mom left the letter for you? Uncle Greg I want to come home. Mom needs help but she won't ask for it."
"What?...what? wait? She's asleep and you are here without her permission? Uncle Greg? Pup what are you talking about?"
"Mom's not like us. She doesn't have a wolf and she just thinks this is my imagination. You are my Uncle..you are my Dad's brother right?"
"Who is your father?" This was a new twist on trying to get money from his pack.
"Richard Wolvensen. He's dead though. But if you aren't really Gregory Wolvensen, I'll just continue my search." The pup goes to leave. He's been careful not to give me any real information and I know nothing about this letter.
"Pup when was that letter left? Where do you live? It's not safe being in the dream realm." Gregory is flustered and in disbelief shaking his white shaggy head.
"I'll be fine but Mom's struggling and she's trying to hide it. Please we are all alone there's no one else like me here." The pup jumps off the rock and runs off only to disappear behind another rock and Gregory sees his brown fluffy tail disappear from the dream realm. The pup was gone from the dream realm and but was he safe? He still didn't have any names, dates or locations.
There's a letter somewhere. His time here was ending and he was going to have to talk to his beta, Jeff. Maybe he knew about this letter. This pup shouldn't have to be out there alone it was far too dangerous for him out there without learning the rules of secrecy or who and what to avoid. If this pup was his nephew he needs to be with his pack, but what to do with the mother. That would have to worked out in the real realm. He fades from the dream realm to awaken in the real realm.
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Waking in the real realm in Gregory climbs out of his bed and moves to his bedroom door. Opening the door as he grabs a t-shirt. "Jeff! Get up we have a problem! Meet me in the study!"
Jeff's door opens and he hangs his shaggy blonde head out, "Five minutes and I will be there. How bad is it?"
"Possible family issues." Gregory's face has a sour expression.
"I'll get the file." Jeff ducks back into his room as Gregory hurries down the main stairs and turns into the study off the main entrance of the pack house. Lifting the phone receiver, he places a call to his assistant, Terry, "Morning Terry listen I need you to check to see if there have been any more correspondence from anyone claiming to be Richard's widow. If you find anything send it to me asap. We might be having another issue and this time there's a real pup involved. Thanks."
Sitting at his laptop Gregory opens it and starts running through his emails. Looking up as Jeff comes in with a binder of tabbed and cross-referenced correspondence for different claims and scams, they have had over the last seven years. They had to do this after the papers got wind of Richard's murder and the search for his new wife. No one believed she was at fault as his murder had been very public and yet oddly unsolved.
Richard had gone to meet his wife at a restaurant for lunch a few days after marrying her and then was seen fleeing the restaurant leaving her there at their table. He was later found mauled in an alley blocks from the restaurant. Not many clues were found by police and it had been too long for Gregory's enforcers to find anything useful either.
The wife disappeared along with the documentation of her marriage within a month of his death. The family figured since she was human it was better off not searching very hard. They figured she would come for his money eventually. Oh, many tried but all were proven to not have any real claim. Now a pup and a human mother have surfaced, sort of.
"Well what has that bee in your bonnet this time?" Jeff asks and he tosses the binder on the main desk and goes to sit in a nearby chair.
"Weird incident in the dream realm. I encountered a very odd thing. A pup of all things claiming I'm his Uncle and pleading for me to help him and his human mother." Golden eyes look up through messy light brown hair as Gregory clenches his jaw. "If any of it is true there's a pup out there with no supports and a woman completely unaware of how to raise a pup."
"Gods anything could happen and I don't feel like killing a pup before he has a chance. But a pup in the dream realm? That's alpha blood there for sure."
"Yeah and that scares me. If it is a scam who has this pup and what is the pup going through? Either way we need to find out where and who he is. Then make sure he's safe. Now the pup claims his mother dropped off a letter for me. However, he didn't say any names, times or places."
"Convenient for a scam but safe if he's for real. A nephew? That's a new twist." Jeff starts flipping through the binder as Gregory shifts through pack reports looking for anything that might match with what he knew.
"Hey wait here...three weeks ago a woman came into the offices in Toronto and requested a meeting with you. Claims she wanted to give you a letter personally. When they went to escort her out, she left the letter on the front desk and left before she could be escorted out by security. Here... this is the letter." Jeff removes a plastic sleeve from the binder and hands it too Gregory. "Greg it's not much to go on. It only reads that she wants us to that he exists and that she will look after him. His name's Evan Daniels. No address or even her name. What the hell? Who does that? They say she wasn't well dressed either. How are we to research this or contact her?"
"Well we know she's human and the kid is school age. We also know he can enter the dream realm and I know he isn't sure I am who I claim to be so he's going to continue to search for me. I'll get Terry to follow the school aspect and I'll just have to look in the dream realm for the pup. Evan huh? That was our grandfather's name but why is he not using Wolvensen?"
"Well, we will have to ask the mother when we find her. Oh, here's a description of the woman. Long red hair, blue eyes, no taller than five feet tall, pale skin and dressed like she was going to work in a diner or coffee shop. Why would she not ask for money or tell us where they are?"
"Fear we will take him away from her? I'm sending this information to Terry and get her on it right away. This is sounding more and more like it might be real. I don't want him shifting at recess because he panics or something."
The morning started early, with grey skies and a hell of a lot of noise. Last-minute boxes of food and supplies were being transferred to trucks to compensate for the sudden doubling of Max’s pack size. His mother had stopped him and informed him she had taken the young pups’ names. In the New Year, she would add them to the NARC registry of his pack. So it was official. He had a pack, and it was happening at least on paper. A quick text message to Jenna, and he was rounding up every damn person coming with him. They weren’t all outside after breakfast because one of the younger ones was hiding somewhere and it was like an Easter Egg hunt for her. If he thought life would
When Max finally got back to the major crowd, and that’s what it had become as curious pack members came in to offer their help. While getting the scoop on what happened at the front gate.He was no longer used to this many people, and it was wearing on him, with the pain dull throbbing in time to his slowly fraying nerves.Max couldn’t leave these pups, but he was also itching to speak to each one of them. Just so, he knew how to integrate them into his pack. He’d have to do that when he got home from here and then keep a very close eye on everyone.What he found was a memory of the past ringing with a lilting voice of his mother as she read a new poem, she had found but fit so well into their lives. It was as if they had made it for this moment.Max had missed most of the opening refrains of the poem. But it was as if it spoke to him, and his mother claimed the ti
Aricka had received several texts from Allan and Jeff. The rogues were actually young adults lost in the war’s chaos. There were two injured and nearly thirty of them. The pups, as Edith firmly insisted on calling them, needed space to get clean. They were hungry and came with the clothes on their backs. Many were female, and they didn’t have any form of real leadership. They were there looking for guidance and a chance at survival without going rogue. Even their Druid family members chipped in to help. The sadness was physical when their story’s relayed to all. It was a physical example that hit the council members present in the face. This minor war had lasting effects throughout the Supernatural World. Others were not in the war but were suffering the lasting effects of loss because of the Lich’s victims’ deaths and those who had died in battle.&
It’s Yuletide, and they strictly enforced the rule of hospitality during this season. In Northern Ontario, it’s the only humane thing to do. It’s not truly the rule of law. But a moral tradition. They will give anyone who comes to your door space to sleep and a meal for the night. Until it’s safe for them to travel on. It doesn’t have to be fancy or even a bed: just a warm, dry place and simple food to eat. In a land where one could freeze to death within fifteen minutes of going outside, it’s needed even if they’re dressed for the season. It was a tradition from the old country. Now Gregory had to find this car off in a ditch and then deal with twenty-five to thirty more people to house and feed. Richard/Max… He had to get his name straight in his head before talking to these people.
Gregory had to divide and conquer. The pups and such needed people looking out for them, with everyone doing different things. So he sent some volunteers to look over them. His brother was one of those volunteers. He had to get more wood and things for the decorations to be freshened up with. The ladies inside would handle that, and he would leave his mate with the work inside of entertaining and guiding those efforts. Let Allan take the lead on the first shift of snow clearing, and when he and his crew came in, all snowy dragging equally snowy pups in. Gregory knew precisely what happened. The pups appeared bored, and they had started a snowball fight with the adults.Frederick looked like he’d fallen or tossed in the snow and thoroughly co
As he thought of his pup grouping, Evan and the pack were having fun running through the wooded area and playing in the snow. It was great being able to get outside and just have fun. He found it thrilling, and he’d thought it might be his wolf side affecting his actions. But it wasn’t like it talked to him. It was just part of him. Like someone was Italian or Japanese. He didn’t care. He was in a happy place now. The adults were bickering until the snow stopped falling, and a lot of them got busy clearing the roadway. It had taken longer than expected when the younger people had decided that they were going to ambush them with snowballs. One of his druid cousins had made the trees shiver and drop their snow on his Great-Grandfather, who’s not impressed and sent a few snowballs flying of his own in retaliation.&nb
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