The Coven Harper L Woods Novels & Stories

He then called Harper and asked her about Amber, and Harper also said that Amber was not at the coven. Aaron got extremely worried when he heard this.

“Nah. The woods have enough for the entire pack. How about you? You can go. The agreement is that everyone should be here by midnight to signal the end of the hunt.” Harper nodded with the new information. See? She really knows nothing about wolf traditions or practices. It was totally withheld from her the moment she was told her only purpose was to be a sex toy. But then, Damon’s eye dimmed even more. There was something about being there alone with a naked Harper. He couldn’t help it. His eyes traveled from her face, down to her neck and to all other corners of her feminity. She noticed and every stare from him felt like a touch on her skin. She was longing for it too, but she can’t let h

“It’s striped. Green. White. Gold.” “Green, white, gold,” Teyana repeats, thinking if these colors could mean something. “Green, white, gold. Like a forest green?” I looked over at her. Her tone was letting on that she may be familiar with this pattern. “Yes, exactly.” Her eyes widened. “Covens have themed colors. Rosewood is Violet and Black. The Windsor Coven is Green, White and Gold.” Interesting. “I think it's time you let Will in on this.” I sighed.

It’s not ditziness, maybe oblivious? “Well, he probably didn’t want to overwhelm you. The reason it’s off-limits to us is because we aren’t members of the coven. In the woods are Howlers, basically what you would call hell hounds. They hurt anyone who isn’t a part of the coven, and while we might be familiars of members of the coven, we are not technically part of the coven, so if we went in there without our masters, the Howlers would kill us.” She states in an odd cheery tone.

And the first male leader of a coven was created while the old one screamed her denial. ***