'Fucking thorns!' Mikhail picked another one out of his face, flinching as a hundred others still embedded in his skin made themselves known; it would be getting dark soon, and he was still out off the beaten track, too prideful to mind link for help, thorns stuck every which way but loose, and he was damned if he knew where that mini tornado came from?
One minute he was talking to a visiting pack warrior, the next thing he knew, Mikhail was twenty feet in the air, spinning around like sugar in a candyfloss machine speeding away from his intended destination.
And, they didn't even check-in to see if he managed to escape from it, it was unacceptable, and he was pissed.
The moon was at most, an hour away from itś highest peak, and in the clearing on the north side of Blakewood forest, hundreds of naked figures stood silently waiting.The airwas alive with electricity and racing heartbeats, the smell of hope perfuming the night air as each wolf present hoped that this year would be the year they returned with a fated mate.Each pack had itś own space, members standing side by side according to age and rank, with the Royal pack on a stage above everyone else.This year four young Royals were looking for their fated, sending many a heart aflutter at the thought of being tied to the s
Colette heard it, the moment she shifted into her Russett colored wolf. The powerful howl pulled her in and before she knew it she was answering his call with one of her own.Her mate was here!Any thoughts of Mikhail fled as she searched for the owner of the compelling howling, picking up itś pace now that he had heard her wolfś answering call, wolves from different packs began todisengage from the masses, trotting to the front, making it easier to find their fated mate.
Amonstrous black wolf was prowling just inside the entrance to the hidden springs. He was the stuff of legends, or what parents would conjure up to keep their young pups in bed at night. Battle scars were proudly adorning his massive shoulders, rippling muscles flexing and relaxing with every movement as he growled at the small russet wolf, cowering behind the outcrop of rocks, COLETTE!Mikhail attempted to go to her rescue, but Narelleś wolf grabbed him by his scruff, pulling him back out into the forest, where she swiftly phased into her human skin.¨SHIFT!¨She commanded, using her Alpha voice, uncaring
Seven years earlier...The rogues he had paid were in place. In ten minutes, all hell would break loose, and at the end of it all, the woman Beta Romano loved and leadership of the Howling warrior pack would be his.Luna Abigail Stalker was heavy with his child, the Alpha completely unaware of his mate's infidelity, but Santos felt no guilt. His own mate had given birth to three of his pups whom he loved dearly, but Maria Romano was a weak wolf, and he craved Abigail's touch. How she made him feel when they lay together was unmatched, and all he needed to do was get rid of her husband and the two
Ethan shot up off his bed, monitors screaming in protest as he tore the wires off his body. The female sitting by his bedside jerked from her sleep at the same time, and as they looked into each other's eyes, they knew something horrible was happening...MIKHAIL!Ethan didn't have time to wonder at his newfound strength or question the differences in his body, Mikhail was in unbearable agony, and he had to find him. The woman grabbed his arm, spreading tingles through his body as her voice permeated his panic mode, "Ethan, we'll get to him faster if you hold onto me. I'm an Elemental, I can locate him and get us there in minutes, but you need to trust me."
ISABELLAShe still couldn't understand how it was possible to go to bed early one night and wake up the next morning to learn her brother got picked up by a tornado, challenged a Royal, demoted to an Omega, DIED, only to be revived by his TWO mates, given a blood transfusion in the middle of the forest, was MARKED before he was eighteen by both elemental Alpha's, SURVIVED IT, and was currently recovering in the Pack hospital, IN THE SPACE OF TWENTY FOUR HOURS!Isabella's father was beside himself, her mother Maria wasn't much better, and Raeann rushed over to Mikhail's room as soon as she was given the news.The Royal re
Isabella was dirty, hungry, tired, and in a bad mood.Thejourney to Howling warriors had been arduous. Any single wolf, like herself, was driven mad by the constant rushing off to bushes, tandem toilet stops, feigned tiredness, and the many other excuses the newly mated couples used to slip away and have sex.Adrian, an older married wolf, took to running a lewd commentary every time someonewould break off, more than once uttering words that Isabella didn't care to repeat.The convoy finallyreached the pack borders, late in the evening, hours after they were due, only to be questioned and then held up,
Alpha Stalker had requested that Isabella handle the hand over personally; Camille found her in the showers this morning, one half razored leg perched precariously on the soapbox, shampoo just applied to her thick fiery tresses and loofah furiously scrubbing yesterdays travel muck from her body.The pack Beta delivered the news tersely, beforeturning on her heel and leaving as quickly as she had appeared; Isabella had no idea why Camille had taken such a disliking to her. They didn't even know each other, but once again the older woman had slipped away before she had a chance to confront her about it.Not that it would resolve anything, in Isabella's past experiences, confronting a would-be bully would usua