Flock Kate Stewart Series Novels & Stories

Ceaser voiced out his thoughts and everyone probably assumed that he had found his mate but he paid them no heed as he could not imagine himself being mated to a common Rogue. All Kate wanted to do was just go home and lock herself in her room and just sleep to escape the harsh realities that faced her. As she was making her way home , a strong pair of hands made his way around her waist. She tried to remove the hands but the grip was so firm but surprisingly soothing and she felt very safe there.

I can feel my stomach trying its best to dreg up more vomit as echoes of Nadia’s moans replay in my mind. “Emery.”, I feel a pair of hands on my shoulder and I look up and see Greta, one of the nannies who works in the packhouse. She’s one of the older wolves, a mother of three with a daughter who’s probably my age. Her concern filled eyes roam my face for a second and in a soft but grim tone she speaks, “Follow me.” I take a deep breath and i follow Greta but not before muttering to one of the guards on watch, “Take that flower pot out back and replace it.”

"But yeah. I guess I do. There is nothing left for me back in the human town anyway." Before Fenrir could say anything, the screen door of the guest cabin clicked open, and Kate walked out. She was holding her leather research journal tight against her ribs which I had no idea she took with her everywhere. Seriously. She cleared her throat loudly, her face turning a little pink as everyone looked at her. "So..." Kate said, taking a small step toward us. "Am I part of Fenrir's pack now too? Because I am definitely not staying behind to get eaten by whatever else is living in these mountains."

I said, my voice level. No one moved at first. I lifted my gaze. Chairs scraped back immediately. Conversations vanished. Heads bowed as the pack scattered, pretending not to notice the storm they had helped create. Kate was the last to stand. She smiled—small, smug, satisfied. That was her biggest mistake. “Kneel,” I ordered quietly. Her smile faltered. “Kingsley—are you fucking serious, you are going to stand up for that fat, wolfless bitch?” I took one step toward her.

My boots freeze in the grass because my eyes lock right onto Stella again. Stella is crouching down real low near a patch of wild forest flowers a short distance away, his gentle fingers reaching out to feed some small wild cats that live behind the stone den. The warm yellow torchlight falls right across his hair, making his smiling face look real sweet and full of kind peace. The whole scene looks like a beautiful drawing from an old pack book, until a young human pup from a neighboring family runs over, stretching his small hand out to grab one of the wild kittens by the tail. Stella stops the boy's hand real fast, his smooth voice carrying across the dirt.

“You heard them, Madeline! Where the hell are my people?! Where did Kate take my family?!” Keira got back onto her feet and came to stand next to Madeline, who had taken it upon herself to sit down despite the death stares from everyone in the room. “First, you should know that Kate is acting on her own,” said Madeline. Keira rolled her eyes. “What Madz means is you should know Kate's gone batshit crazy and is staging a coup. She has been for months. The House of Dormer is at war.” Clearly Troy's anger hadn't reached its peak because he wanted to reach over and rip out the head of the House of Dormer's throat.

"I didn't know." "I assure you, I understand," she reassured him earnestly. "During my time at the proving ground, I encountered a Redwood wolf named Kate Rouen who had fallen victim to one of those gatherings. She managed to break free from her captors, and when two members of the hunting party pursued her, we fought back. But it didn't end there. Kate and I ventured back to their camp, where they held numerous other captives, and together we dismantled the entire operation. We saved countless lives, and our resolve to rescue more only grew stronger. We traced the money trail, leading us to Royce DeVayne."

When she saw Stella Grace, she was stunned and asked with vigilance in her eyes, "Why are you here?" Stella Grace also looked at Katty Davis in surprise. Katty Davis called Frederick Addington's mother as Aunt. In other words, Frederick Addington and Katty Davis are cousins?!

Shelby knew all of Kate’s secrets – her first crush, her fears, her wants and her deepest desire – to find a mate who would rule the Golden Pack at her side. As her alarm clock went off, Kate rolled over slapping the clock to the floor as it continued to go off. Growling she rolled over in her king size bed and grabbed the alarm clock turning it off before throwing it against the wall. As her best friend, Lily walked in just dodging the alarm clock, she started singing happy birthday. Lily was her best friend and their Beta’s daughter.

"I don't know what else to tell you Killian, it's better you see it for yourself." All three of us make our way to the backyard where we see two wolves growling and circling each other, the white one must be Kate, thank God that William is in school. "Kate you can shift back, I'll take care of this." Killian tells her. Lachlan goes in and comes out with a blanket that he wraps Kate in as she shifts back. "Something is really wrong with her, apart from her turning feral. I hate to say this Killian but I think she's dying."