On Swift Horses Novels & Stories

That is, until I remembered what was to happen tonight if his mate was not among these packs. "With your permission, we shall enter," Yash said, giving a polite bow, to which Cruz reciprocated. We spent the next 30 minutes greeting the other packs. While we waited Garret informed me that Alpha Nolan was the Alpha to the Swiftwind pack. They were apparently the fastest pack around and extremely agile. The Ironhide Pack was the third to arrive, known for their impenetrable skin and enhanced strength. They were all large, with broad shoulders and dark umber skin. The men had shaved heads, while the women had their hair braided into a large braid at the back.

The morning was already warm and it wasn't 6:30 yet. Mikel was leaning on the paddock fence watching a ranch hand coax her horses into it. They needed some exercise and both Kelsey and Vincent were both excited to do the honors. Stormi was a champion in show jumping, and Kelsey was excited to train her. Apollo was a racer, and won a few races Dominic entered him in but he was simply a beloved horse.

The horse, which used to symbolize freedom and greatness, now showed how trapped I was. The whole thing seemed like a mean joke, a twisted way of showing who had power. Swiftclaw's mean smile got bigger as he made fun of me with the horse. "You know, a King should travel in style," he said mockingly. I looked right at Swiftclaw, feeling both stubborn and angry. Even though I was tied up, I still felt strong inside. The pain in my wrists and Swiftclaw's mean words couldn't stop my determination. I was focused on rescuing Scarlett, and nothing would change that.