Unforgotten Night The Series Novels & Stories

Looking around I realise that Alpha Nico, and the warriors were all watching her carefully. She stands and confidently walks over the the first large tattooed man who lay unconscious on the floor, blood still leaving the wound on his shoulder. "Carn must die. The rightful Alpha must return. Carn must die. The truth will be revealed. Carn must die" she rants again before her eyes go wide, her body rigid and she collapses onto the floor next to the tattooed man.

Then, I left the suite with the key card on the nightstand. My body protested against every movement as I walked. I stopped at the bar downstairs, the bartender that was there last night had closed on his shift. I dropped the wristwatch for the new bartender I saw there and gave him a brief description of the room the watch was forgotten in, incase the stranger I now know his name as Xavier came back for it. Then, I walked out of the bar and headed home — Should I call it home? I headed to the apartment I shared with Kara.

Aldar and Mel sprint across the street towards the willow tree and disappear in the forest without a single sound. In the distant horizon, the color of the night sky turns from black to blazing orange.

“Let the blood of the Romans fill the grass of our land. Let the earth feed from it and give blessings to its proper children.” Gonar asked, “Once this day is done with, will all recall this event of war as one to never be forgotten?” Drust coughed and watched the mass of hairy things start to grow anxious and take steps out of order. “On the contrary, son, no one will ever know this day happened, not clearly. But that is good. Only flesh longs for memory or lauds. The earth will remember and the wood, well, the wood knows.” The creatures grunted as one then started to move to the west.

“He wants you, but we can never happen. I, Derek Whithorn, Crown Prince of the Blackridge Pack, reject you, Amira, as my mate and Luna” My heartbeat slowed down as the pain seared through me, but oddly, I recovered almost quickly. “I accept your rejection,” I glared back, my voice even louder. “I, Amira, daughter of no one, accept your rejection.” He blinked. “What?” “You just saved me from a lifetime of misery, so I accept your rejection,” I repeated. “Do you think I would want to be mated to someone who’s hated me since we were kids?” I said quietly, pushing him away from me.