“YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE THAT LOAD OF BULLSHIT, MILO?!” Leni rages, slamming her fist on her desk. “And you brought MY BROTHER with you to tell me this WHY exactly? You think it would somehow make me just… just forgive you? You didn’t even bother to come home last night! I’m just supposed to believe you were chasing someone you haven’t seen in literal YEARS down the alley of a strip club?”“Sugar, please, Iet-”“Don’t you dare ‘Sugar’ me, Milo Emory Stone.” She grabs a paperweight off her desk and points at the door with it balled in her hand. “Get the fuck out of my office. I’m locking sugar bowl the fuck up until further notice.”“Lenora, come on.” Bronx tries to defend me. “I know it sounds outlandish, but it’s true. Milo went outside to take a piss, and he called us to help track down Minnie. He wasn’t outside more than five minutes before he called us.”“BOTH OF YOU GET THE FUCK OUT!” Leni uses her Luna tone and throws the paperweight. The glass orb hits the solid oak door with
Lenora’s POVThe more I think about how badly I blew up, the more I realize Bronx is right. I was out of line and being unfair to Milo. I want to tell him how sorry I am, but he’s sleeping so peacefully. “Bronx was also right about our mate.” Justice sighs. “You need to be patient with him.”“Yeah.” I blink tears away. “You’re right. I flew off the handle. He didn’t deserve it. Neither did Bronx. Neither did that paperweight.”Bronx said Milo drank himself into oblivion before he passed out. Sure, he drinks, but not usually that heavily. I can’t believe Ghost didn’t want to go for a run before it came to that. Doctor Stanton recommended working out or going for a run when he was stressed out to burn off the extra energy. That usually helps him clear his mind and feel better. I’m such an asshole. I know he would never do anything to hurt me. Why did I lose my temper like that?“I think I’m going to ask our mate if he would be okay if I stop taking the fertility medicine, Justice.” I b
4 Months LaterI met Alpha Graham once. He was indifferent and unimpressed, but shook my hand anyway. I assumed it was because Randall had been talking shit about me. Connors’ wife though, complete ass kisser. Caroline was also insistent on introducing me to their son, Ryan, who would be their Alpha Scion when he turned seventeen, that I thought maybe she would ask if he could have an internship with the ranked members of Blood River. The kid seemed just as blase as the father. Someone you would call a wet blanket and not feel bad about it.We pull up to the Silver Moon packhouse and I curl my lip. They didn’t even send an Omega out to help us with our bags. Ashley and Reggie get out of their car and look confused as well. Marco and Arnie are our security guards for the trip. Tyree will come with Bronx tomorrow. They look around as if they must have missed a detail. Even our drivers look around, trying to figure out where they should park.“Four months of making us wait for a meeting
The girl’s bone thin hand trembles as she reaches up and slides the hat off. She clutches it in front of herself with both hands but doesn’t look up at me. Her greasy hair is in a bun on top of her head, but not tied off with an elastic. She bows her head, causing her long, greasy locks to cascade over her back and shoulders.“Shut the door!” Justice howls in a panic.This can’t be real. I blink hard and look again. This girl’s hair is sparkling silver. It’s not gray or salt and pepper like an elderly person. It’s silver. That’s impossible. Isn’t it? I reach behind me and grab the handle of my blade from my waistband, but don’t unsheathe it just yet. She is so frail I can’t see how she could be a threat. Unless…“Oh, I see.” I keep my voice calm and authoritative. “Now, don’t be disrespectful. Always look me in the eye when I speak to you.”When she looks at me, my heart stops. It doesn’t skip a beat. It actually stops until my mind comprehends what I’m seeing. Her hair isn’t the sta
After coming up with a plan of action for the morning, Ashley and I decide to take a walk around the packhouse to check things out under the guise of finding some hot tea.“This place is just… kinda creepy… no?” Ashley stays close to me.“It’s a little quiet for a pack of five hundred werewolves.” I look at my watch. It’s only ten-thirty p.m.Back home, pack members are just saying good night to each other and making plans for the weekend. There would still be plenty of people milling around and wolves howling outside, enjoying the warm August night. This place is like a ghost town. The few pack members we see don’t even look in our direction.“Let’s take the long way around toward the dining room. There is a door to the kitchen in there. There must be another entrance close by.” Ashley hooks her arm around my elbow as we wander through the halls. “Do you think that Kas girl will be there? Maybe we could ask if she needs help.”“No, Bronx is right. If we interrupt her work, it could s
“Looks like it’s time for lunch.” Alpha Graham looks at his watch.“That’s probably a good idea.” Milo leans back and folds his arms over himself. “Alpha Bronx should be here in about half an hour. That will give us an opportunity to get him up to speed.”His assistant rushes out of the room and comes back a few minutes later. “We will serve lunch in a moment. Also, Alpha Bronx just arrived. He said he needs to… um…”“And what, Lori?” Alpha Graham growls at her. “His words were ‘Have a smoke and uh, t-take a piss’…” She wrings her hands.I roll my eyes and sigh. “Yeah, that tracks. Give him about fifteen minutes.”“Yes, ma’am.” The assistant bows and leaves the room again.The Silver Moon wolves move to the other side of the room to discuss the morning meeting while we sit patiently. Kas comes in with two giant trays of sandwiches and side dishes. The stale scent of blood accompanies her. She’s still wearing the same tattered oversize shirt and gym shorts she had on during breakfast.
“Saint, you have to let her go for the doctor to examine her.” I hover my hand over his arm, afraid to actually touch him. “I can’t, Lenora. I-I can’t.” He snarls and holds her closer to his chest. Her limp body is tiny in his powerful arms. Losing blood has exacerbated her pale complexion. “Saint, I understand how difficult it is. Trust me, bro.” Milo stands next to me, trying to convince his Alpha wolf to put the girl on the examining bed. “We’re going to stand right outside the room and wait, but the longer it takes for you to put her down, the lower the chance of her surviving. Can’t you hear how weak her heartbeat is?”“Saint, Marco and Arnie are in the next room giving blood just for her. Milo is going to go give blood when they’re done. You and I can too if you can step away for half an hour. I know it’s hard, but she’s going to die if you don’t.” I drop my shoulders. “We’re doing everything we can. We just need you to put her down. Please. Don’t let your mate die!”“Alpha, w
I sit on a milk crate near the head of Kas’s bed and watch her sleep. She’s covered up to her neck with a clean sheet Diane brought. The exposed lightbulb in the ceiling is too bright. It creates morbid shadows on her exposed skin where the deep lacerations mar her skin. The stinging scent of wolfsbane lingers in the air. I think about the Council upstairs deciding the fates of the Silver Moon pack members. They made Bronx and me leave the room because Randall was there. Milo is our representative until they decide about what to do with the Silver Moon pack.I’m grateful that Bronx’s former lieutenant, Henri Fortier, was elected to the Council three months ago. I heard rumors that if I had not denounced my participation in murdering Sin, they would have nominated me. I would have been the first female on the Council. Honestly, I would much rather be sitting in a dungeon, praying for the life of one wolf than deciding the fate of hundreds. It’s not my place. I’m not a god after all.I