A Deadly Wandering Novels & Stories

Nonetheless, I didn't share my thoughts with Tania. When we pulled apart from the hug, Tania was still wailing profusely. Feeling pity and responsible for her plight, I began to wipe off her tears. “By the way, what's a wanderer, Tania?” “The omega said they're like rogues, but worst than rogues,” Tania explained, sniffling back sobs. I arched a brow. “How so?” “They are mostly cast out from their pack after committing a very heinous crime. Most especially black magic— that's how the boundary guard explained to me.” Tania lowered her head, still crying.

Warfare and anger have a way of spreading like wildfire. Cage watches them, smirking with amusement, and while I would normally enjoy the show, tonight I feel unease curling over my spine. My muscles stiffen at what's coming, and it has nothing to do with the Cursed girl, but where we're going. The Woods of Evil are synonymous with death. No one goes in and walks back out unscathed... and that's if they survive. One tale talks of a dozen Alphas wandering inside and only one of them making it out, barely clinging to life. He spoke of the others left behind as nothing more than piles of ash left by an unseen assailant.

"See, that's where you're wrong. You don't know anything about being a rogue, do you? Come on, tell me. What do you think a rogue is? We were all told stories about them when we were younger. Trust me, it's far from the truth. Rogues aren't wanderers or simply packless. They have packs. They have territories. When a rogue is in a pack, he abides by certain rules and you'll be lucky if you come across one that's in a pack." "Like you?" "Of course," he said. He then added, "You're tremendously lucky, you know that? That cabin you squatted in belongs to someone. He's a rogue. They call him Deaddeer. You don't want to know why. He doesn't belong in a pack because he's part of the unsalvageable.

"So I am not just your secret girlfriend. I am your secret supernatural mate that could ruin your father's political plans." "Yes." "This keeps getting better and better." I pressed my palms against my eyes. Tried to stop the tears that were threatening to fall. "Am I in danger? Because of this bond or whatever it is?" Nate's jaw tightened. "I do not know yet. The fact that rogues have been circling the area is concerning." "Rogues?" I dropped my hands. Stared at him. "What are rogues?" "Wolves without packs. They have either been exiled or chose to leave. Most of them are unstable. Dangerous. They do not follow pack law and they are unpredictable."

I didn’t want to make excuses or blame anyone else, either. The responsibility belonged to me, and I was going to carry it. I folded the document, then looked directly at Lily. “Blood Moon has considered execution, but death is mercy,” I revealed, and a ripple ran across the crowd. Lily finally looked up, and I could see the fear evident in her eyes. I knew why she was scared, though, because she knew exactly what was coming. The Deadlands. It was a supernatural wasteland beyond recognized pack territories. A place wolves whispered about but rarely discussed openly.

There are far more dangerous things to worry about when you are alone and five months pregnant in no man's land. There was a reason we were warned as kids never to wander out of pack territory; even as adults, it is never advisable unless a pack member is going into the human town, which would mean they would take the safer routes that led out of the pack. No man’s land was a neutral territory, which meant anyone who wandered out was on their own to fend off whatever threat was out there. I was alone with no pack protection, and the only thing that had got me so far out here was Levana’s quick wit and her plan that we travel closer to the territory of the werewolf packs they were out here. B

“The secret to the Warding isn’t in any book! It’s sacred knowledge passed down from princess to princess, through the First-born bloodline!” Milton’s face was ghost-white. “Elder Amelia, what exactly happened?” “Exactly? You want to know exactly?” Amelia’s voice turned to ice. “The Black Obsidian Clan has already issued a challenge! They say since we’ve lost our Warding, we no longer deserve to control the city’s blood banks!” The vampire guests inside the glamour started whispering, a ripple of fear spreading through the small space. “And the Silver Wolf hunters,” Amelia continued, “they’re demanding we surrender the East Side territory, or it’s war!”

You don’t need to worry about me anymore. A light breeze brushed past, lifting my hair, like my mother gently stroking my head. After visiting the grave, I drove through downtown Boston. While waiting at a red light at an intersection near Copley Square, I saw a familiar figure. Dante. He was sitting in a wheelchair, huddled alone in the shadows at the street corner, a tattered blanket draped over his body. Boston’s autumn wind swept fallen leaves across the ground. He looked frail and desolate, the once-overbearing aura of Don's dominance completely gone.

At this point in time, however, this is not enough to reassure the demon of Lust. What if he landed somewhere unsafe, or got lost navigating his way here? Whatever happens, I hope he doesn’t stumble into the Madlands, be it on purpose or by mistake. Llearth involuntarily shudders at the thought of a place as desolate as the Madlands. It isn’t called the Madlands for fun.

"I am called the Wanderer. I have traveled across the void between worlds, searching for the one who carries the bridge." "You have found her." "Yes. I have found you. And I have come with a request." I did not trust the Wanderer. There was nothing hostile in its demeanor, nothing threatening in its presence. But I had learned that appearances could be deceiving. The most dangerous enemies were often the ones who arrived with smiles and polite requests. Kael moved to stand beside me, his hand resting on the blade at his hip. "What request?" The Wanderer's starry eyes shifted to him. "I seek passage. The void between worlds has grown thin in recent seasons. The bridge has made it possible to