Ronin Trail Novels & Stories

Ronan POV The trail wound further and further southwest, closer to the boundaries of the Yosemite pack. It made me nervous. My pack couldn’t have another run-in with them; not when relations were as strained as they were. Though I wouldn’t scoff at a reason to rip out Travis’s throat.

I’m not even sure if the inhabitants of the underworld themselves know about the reasons for such constancy of the night time. Imperceptibly, the conversation turned to Lina's relationship with her snake, and stories about how it all turned out so confusingly for them. I already learned part of the story from Mitrich that she was his betrothed, but for some reason I decided to get out of there, almost throwing off my skates. But I would like to hear the full version.

“Ironclaw.” The answer hit harder than it should have. “The second heir.” The possibility hung unspoken between them. Kael’s expression hardened. “How far behind us are they?” The scout’s jaw tightened. For the first time since arriving, he looked genuinely unsettled. That’s the problem. “We followed the trail all the way to the northern ridge.” “After that…” The scout swallowed, the tracks disappeared. Ronan frowned. “Disappeared?” “There was no sign of a struggle. No change in direction. No attempt to cover them.”

*Part 1: North Road – 5:00 AM, Frostline* Kade found the tracks at first light. Boots, small. Striding fast, not running. Drag marks—like a pack or a cloak. Ryn crouched beside them. “She’s not hiding her trail,” she said. “She wants us to follow.” Kade sniffed the ground. Stone dust. Same as the mask. “And blood,” he said. “Fresh. She’s hurt.”

“I’ve lived in fear for too long. Fear of rejection, fear of failure, fear of not being good enough. I’m done with it.” Ronan didn’t respond right away. Instead, he stood and slipped the blade into his belt, crossing the porch to stand beside her. His presence was solid—anchoring. “They’ll come through the eastern ridge,” he said, pointing toward the tree line. “It’s the only path wide enough for a full group to move quickly without being noticed.” “How long do we have?” “Two, maybe three days.” Evelyn let the silence sit for a moment before asking, “What would you do if you were me?”

“And a smaller trail from the east. Steep, narrow, miners and idiots only.” “Which category are we?” Jax asked. “Both,” Rhea said. “Congratulations.” “Plan?” Rin asked, tired of circling the edges. Rhea’s gaze swept the path lines. “We split. One group comes in on the obvious road, loud. The other circles up the goat track and hits from the side. If Corven’s set anything up, he won’t be able to keep his eyes on both.” Rin felt the shape of what was coming before Rhea said it. Her stomach tightened.

Its poisoned our bond as a pack the bond between Ronan and his pack. The lever gave way with a groan of protesting metal revealing a lightless tunnel that smelled of ancient pine and wet fur. This leads to the Northern Ravine Ronan said, handing me a leather pouch. There's enough silver coin in here to get you to the neutral territories. Kael is waiting at the exit with horses.

“So what is this? What are the odds?” “I was thinking the same thing,” he started. He glanced around him, looking as if he were making sure no one was listening and that we weren’t being watched. “I find it odd that I was supposed to meet you, and then a few days later I run into you at a club, and now you work for the company I just hired.” Wait a minute; was he trying to accuse me of tracking him down? I was practically offended. I am Raine McClaren. If I track something it’s for a night and then I move on in life. The game of cat and mouse isn’t meant to last forever, or for an entire weekend. That is just too much effort on one man.

“He used the old river trails, paths Kelvin’s rogues can use to cut through the valley unseen. I can guide your scouts.” Ronald narrowed his eyes. “And why should we trust you?” Nicole met his glare without flinching. “Because if we don’t close those trails, Kelvin will flank you before you even reach the valley. And because I’m done running from what my father started.” Graham studied her for a long moment. Then he nodded once. “Take two of my fastest scouts. Map every route. No mistakes.” Nicole exhaled shakily, but there was steel in her spine as she turned to lead the scouts into the trees.

Gordon handed me a cloth without speaking and I ran it over the visor out of habit more than necessity. "The track's dry," Cade said. "No dew on the far basin, " I checked an hour ago. Should hold." "Good." "Ronan's been warming up on the north side for forty minutes." I handed the cloth back just as Thor joined us looking me over “ Are you good” he asked and I nodded “ I'm fine, how does he look?" I mumbled referring to Ronan. Cade cocked his bed and considered this with his usual honesty.