On The Border Novels & Stories

I can feel a nudge in my mindlink and I open my mind ‘my King, we have news, there is a group at the border front saying they have come to offer assistance but they are not of our kind’ ‘I am on my way’ I leave the safe zone and shift, taking off through the fighting and head to the front border at the main gates.

“The first time, we destroyed his advance group, but he regrouped. The second time, we ambushed his camp, but he escaped. And the third time—” “We pushed him back at the eastern border,” Jessica interrupted. “We won.” “Did we?” I pressed. “Or did he let us think we were winning so he could learn how to destroy us?” Jessica frowned, her fingers tightening around her mug. “You’re overthinking this, Lola.” “Maybe,” I said quietly, “but what if I’m not?” The door opened, and Mike walked in, his expression grim. “We’ve got movement on the northern border.” Jessica set her mug down. “How far?”

This time, it wasn’t a sighting. It was a body. Dumped on the edge of the Nevada border. With a note pinned to its chest. “You’re next.”

We share a border with Valeblood, a river dividing the two lands. Dexter was already there, standing on our side of the border. I scanned the area. We were alone. "Where are the soldiers?" I asked. "They took a day off. The mating ceremony had everyone drinking and celebrating last night," he said. "You told me the border is heavily guarded." "On regular days it is. Besides, it’s not unguarded. One soldier is on patrol today." "Where is this soldier?" "I... can’t find him right now." "Oh, for god's sake," I groaned, rolling my eyes.

"Fine. But you stay close by always. No arguments." "No arguments" he said quickly, already running past us to get to Caden's vehicle. We drove toward the pack border with Tatum chattering in the backseat about his day. I only half listened. My mind was still on that news report and the footage of his father’s pack looking like something out of a nightmare. "What do you think is happening at the border?" I asked Caden quietly. "I don't know. My enforcer didn't give me much detail." We pulled up to the border crossing fifteen minutes later. There was a crowd gathered and I couldn't see past all the bodies to figure out what was happening.

Raymond nodded once. “Report.” “There was movement near the border,” the man said. “Not one of ours.” Amber’s senses sharpened. “How many?” Raymond asked. “We couldn’t confirm.” That wasn’t good. Not at all. Amber stepped slightly closer to Raymond. “You think it’s him?” she asked quietly.

She says “Alpha we have another problem.” “What now?” She said growing more and more pissed by the second. “We are under attack at the southern border.” Said a patrolmen as another one chimes in. “The western border is being overrun.” “Something is not allowing us to shift” came another.

I breathe out. “I honestly don’t know; it has happened since my birth. There are things my father is not telling me,” I said. She nods her head. “I agree with you,” she said. “How’s the situation at the border? I am pretty worried,” I said. She sighed. “There is a spy in the pack; they attacked during the challenge, and the rogues were many; some managed to climb over the wall and kill warriors before they were killed. The border is a mess, and they are trying to tighten the security,” she said. I breathed out. They climbed over the walls? How did they do it?

I said firmly, I needed to know, "I appreciate your concern, but we can't afford to delay. Brief me on the situation at the border as soon as possible." Xander hesitated, concern etched across his face, but he nodded. "Alright, Little mate. But promise me you'll take it easy afterward." I nodded in agreement, and he began to brief me on the dire state of the border. "Kai and I have been patrolling for over a week. We discovered a dead zone at the border, completely void of any signals. Ritual sites are scattered around the dead zone, and there seems to be some kind of barrier preventing entry."

He lets out a roar before he shifts back, and I see the scrapes heal all over his body. “What the fuck just happened?” I ask after I shift back and walk towards him. He grunts and shakes his head, walking towards the border and raising his hand, but as soon as he tries to touch it, there’s a red glow again. I hear a sizzle and the smell of burning flesh before he growls loudly and let go. “The border is spelled to keep us out,” he says, turning around and walking away. I mimic what he just did and get the same reaction, noting the fact that it hurt like hell.