“How about this? Let me mindlink Ashley. Maybe I can wake her up and ask her to come out to the hall without waking the other two up.” He looks at the door with a shrug. “Unless you have a better idea?”“Uhh… no. I’ve only mindlinked Leni a few times. If I mindlink her out of a dead sleep, she might freak out.”He puts his hands on his hips and taps his foot while he thinks. “Alright. I’ll tell Ashley I have a surprise for her and to meet me in the hall.” “Cool. Let’s go stand by the front door so we don’t look like creepers outside the bedroom door.” I wave him back to the foyer.A minute later, Ashley peeks her head out from the bedroom hallway. When she sees Reggie, her face brightens up. She runs down the hall with a blanket wrapped around her and throws herself at him. I feel like I should look away when he gives her a deep kiss. Especially after what we just saw.“Awww Reggie, what are you doing here?” She squeals between kisses.“We wanted to surprise you, Honey, but um, we we
Leni tilts her head and looks at me like I’m insane. “That I was crying. What else would I want to hide from my brother?” Did I hear her right? No way I heard her right. “Is she for real?” Ghost whispers. “This has to be a trap.” “I don’t know if it is, but I think anything I say right now could set her off like a grenade.” She clears her throat and sets her shoulders. “Don’t tell him. I don’t want him to worry about me. He needs to focus on himself right now.” “Uh… Okay. Yeah. I promise.” A huge weight lifts off my shoulders, but another one takes its place. She doesn’t know Bronx already pulled us into his suite to show us exactly what he’s been working on. Now probably isn’t a good time to mention it to her. “Thank you.” She smoothes the hair in her ponytail, suddenly unbothered. “Why did they let you leave early?” She isn’t holding a gun at me, but the level of danger in the room is right up there. She was just sobbing. Now she’s fine? I kinda feel like I have whiplash. Som
Lenora’s POV 3 MONTHS LATER “Hey, Lenora.” Ashley’s voice rings in my mind. “Hey, what’s up?” “Just checking to see if you are still on the phone.” “Nope. Signing invoices.” “Good.” She says as she opens the door. Carly is behind her holding a plate of cupcakes. There are lit candles on each one. “Happy birthday tooooooo yooouuuu….” They sing with shit-eating grins on their faces. “Oh, you bitches.” I roll my eyes. Ashley grabs my chair and rolls it to the sitting area with me still in it, as my best friends continue to serenade me. They sit on the floor, watching me expectantly when they finish. “Make a wiiiiiiiish, neeerrrd.” Ashley says in her sing-song voice. “I wish something to go right. Just one thing, because a couple hours to relax would be sublime.” I close my eyes and blow out the candles. I leave my eyes closed for a moment. What if I open them and the world goes to shit? It wouldn’t surprise me, actually. “Is it your birthday too, Justice?” “No. Time was d
“How the fuck did Snell get on pack territory?!” My anger bubbles over. “No one called out an alert?! We have protocols for a reason!” “Luna, we removed three sections of broken fencing. His wolf ran through before we replaced the last piece.” A landscaper bows. “We alerted guards, but he had a mile head start on them.” “We didn’t know who it was, Luna. We thought it was just another rogue.” The guard steps forward. “That’s why we only sent a small team. If we thought he was important, we would have called for a lockdown.” “Well, guess what? He was important. So lock it the fuck down!” I point to the ground, unable to contain my rage. “NOW! Quit standing around! GO!” All the work to keep this pack safe goes to shit because a guard doesn’t think it’s important to follow procedures? Seriously. What’s next? The guard’s eyes haze over as the medical team arrives. I go to the medics to explain what I saw while they examine Clash. I stroke his face and murmur reassuring words as they p
“Hi Milo, can I help you with something?” I step around and lean on the desk in front of him. 'I just saw Ashley in the hall. She mentioned you updated your Friday schedule.” “Oh yeah. She’s taking tonight’s shift so you and I can spend time together.” I feel my cheeks flush. “Well thennnn, I was wondering if I could take you on a date? Like, a real one. In town. Not the dining room with hundreds of our pack mates. Rogue activity is basically non-existent. So, you know, it’s safe.” “I guess that’s true.” “You better say yes,” Justice hisses at me. “Pizza and a movie? Casual. I mean, if you want.” Milo’s face is beat red. He’s embarrassed? He’s certainly flustered. “Um, sure.” I look down at my desk. Ashley scribbled a little heart on the blotter paper with an L+M in the middle. This could really work, right? He is my mate, after all. Ashley and Marco are right. I need to at least give him a chance. “I… I’d like that.” “Sick.” He mumbles under his breath, then gives me a lopsid
“I’ve never been here before.” I look around the quaint pizza shop. The walls have movie posters from the seventies and eighties with two arcade machines in the back. I vaguely recognize the music playing. It’s upbeat and inviting. “This place has the best wings. They are killer hot, but delicious.” He pulls my chair out and waits for me to sit before he sits across from me. “Better than Mrs. Miller’s? Because her homemade wing sauce is preeeetty sick.” I raise an eyebrow at him. "Ahhh… I see what you did there. Hilarious. Alright, we’ll get an order. You’ll see.” He puts his finger up and flags down a waitress. The human girl looks like she’s about my age. “Milo! Where have you been, hon?” She bounces up to us happily. “Hey, Rita.” He gives her a warm smile. “How have you been?” I bite the corner of my lip and swallow back the jealousy Justice is trying to overwhelm me with. “She’s not a threat, Justice.” “I don’t like it.” She warns. “He’s our mate.” I lace my fingers and w
My eyes snap open, startled by the backfire of a passing car. Milo’s eyes turn black and Ghost pulls me to the ground, completely covering me with a deep growl. “My gun?” Milo hulks over me. He pats his body down with one hand while he holds me with the other. “They took my gun.” “What? Milo, your gun is in the armory.” I press against him. “It was just a car backfiring. Come on, let me up.” “They took my knife. Shit. They took my fucking knife.” He becomes more panicked. “Hold on, Bronx. They took my knife, too. I’ve got you.” “What knife are you talking about?” I feel confused. “Bronx? No. Wait, Milo!” “There’s a foxhole twenty yards to the west. We’ll be safe there.” He secures his arm around me, hooking his thumb in my armpit. “Hang in there, bro.” Foxhole? Oh shit. I ignored all the signs that there could be a problem. The fidgeting, the distracted blank stare, being startled by a glass on the table. “Milo, I’m Lenora, not Bronx. There’s no foxhole, Babe. We’re downtown.”
Justice’s POV“Ghost, are you okay, my darling?” I didn’t intend to barrel into him, but I had to stop him, not just corral him to pack territory as Lenora requested.“You’re my mate?” Ghost takes a step back. He seems confused. I hope he didn’t hit his head in the collision.“Yes. I’m Justice.” I lower my head and step closer. “I’m your mate. Did I hurt you?”“No. I was… I got disoriented trying to protect Milo.” He looks at me through his handsome dark gray eyes. His expression changes from perplexed and guarded to one of perception. He accepts my display of submission by resting his chin between my ears for a moment, then lies down in front of me. “You’re beautiful. And you’re different too? Older? I can sense it.”“Is Milo listening? This conversation needs to be between the two of us.”“No, I forced him back to safeguard him from thinking we were in danger.” He lowers his head. “War broke us. We’re still figuring out how to live now that we’re home. The doctor is trying to help u