The first night would be the hardest, Beth told herself. It could only get better from here. So as she settled into the chair by Daniel's bed for the night and felt his hand, heart twisting at the coolness of it, she reminded herself again and again that this was only temporary. Twelve hours from now, twenty four hours, he would be well on his way back to his normal self. One night and a day and he would be stronger, livelier. She had nothing to fear.Marten had assured her that even if he looked to be in pain now, it was manageable with the herbs and medicines he had access to in Pandemonium. In the werewolf nations, not much emphasis existed on medicines and pain killing methods since werewolves were by nature resilient. Even Gold Nation with its plethora of half-shifters mixed in with its bursting population didn't invest into these things, not comparably anyway.But here in the outlands, it was far more vital since there were shifters and other peoples who didn't possess werewolf
In the doorway stood Marten. He had been smiling with a tray in his hands, holding a bowl and a few small piles of herbal remedies he must have been about to give Daniel for his morning medicine. But when his eyes fell upon Beth and Daniel in the patient bed together, his entire face went red as a tomato and he half-turned, as if about to leave.But that would have made the situation worse, so he stopped and cleared his throat. "Excuse me, I apologize. I should have knocked, but I wasn't thinking you would be up so early since I..."Beth was also still blushing, but she hurried to slide off the bed without taking the covers with her. "There's no need for any apology!" she exclaimed as she half-ran to the apprentice with her arms out. "Let me take that from you.""No, no, I can bring this myself.""Not at all. You look exhausted, have you even slept?"Marten mumbled something about a doctor's apprentice being trained to stay up the night when there were critical patients, and Beth smil
Beth helped Daniel sit back down on the bed after helping him wash up later. With a grunt, he settled back onto the cot."It's better not to tell him we know," he said. "Let him think we're taking him at his word. I wasn't supposed to see that symbol on his wrist or know it's connected to Matthew, so it's better to pretend we know nothing."Beth nodded. Though she couldn't admit it, she well knew there were harsh consequences for slip-ups, and although Matthew might be a changed man now, he had been hard on all of his spies in the first life, far more than he ever should have been. She couldn't stomach the idea that Marten might be punished when he was only trying to help them. If not for his help, Daniel might not be alive this very second."I agree," she said. "Besides, it's no harm done. I'm concerned what it means that Matthew's reach extends this far when it's completely illegal... but that's between him and the Union Court if it ever comes to it. I won't have a part in it. Neith
It was the swiftest Anna had ever run. Until now, nothing had ever required all of her strength, all of her drive, all of her dedication -- she had lived a comfortable life on the line, surrounded by others who worked hard to make her happy.But everything was different now. She had fought her mate to the ground, installed herself as a commander, usurped the natural order she had always been taught to respect and even exploit. And the sister she had always thought she despised and envied was telling her to run away -- to get help, Beth had said, but Anna knew the truth. Beth was sending her away and fighting alone because the chances of them surviving the battle were nil, at this rate. And sending her to get help? As if that would work. The nearest outposts could all make it in time if they tried, but Anna knew well the Gold Nation army politics.The other rival generals and commanders would hardly grieve Noah's loss, or that of the relatively small army garrisoned in Tahoe. To all o
Beth... Beth had been right to tell Anna that fighting in actual battle was different. This was nothing like the one on one fight to make Noah submit. There had been no time to calculate for what the enemy did this time, and the battle had ridden on reaction, instinct, pure adrenaline only. She couldn't even remember how many she fought and defended against, couldn't recall how she had gotten half of her wounds at all.But it had been an ambush. Surely not all battles were this chaotic. Surely it had just been this one, because they had been taken by surprise and Anna had let down her guard.She refused to believe this was her best, or even her usual. She refused to believe she was so mentally weak that even her Alpha body couldn't keep up."This way, Annalise," Michael urged. "We'll be passing by the area your father the Alpha was last seen in on the way to check your mother's cabin, so it would be best if you can investigate both. You knew them best, maybe you'll find something we m
Anna remained sitting in the tent outside the trading post, eyes closed and hands together on the plain table. Only a few hours ago, her father had been sitting here and planning the attack now that they were on the last leg of the march to Tahoe Village.How things had changed. Now Anna sat here alone, Alpha gone, Luna gone, and the army looking around for a leader to replace them. Michael might be impressed by the change in her spirit, but most of the Rokley pack and sister packs hadn't gotten a chance to see or speak to her. Most of them still thought she was the same pampered, fragile princess she had pretended to be all her life.That was her fault. She had been the one to do that to herself, putting on the delicate front so everyone would rush to her side and help her, cherish her, baby her. Back then, she had thought to be loved was better than to be respected, or perhaps that they were the same things.Or maybe she had known she could never get the respect Beth did, so she had
"That's a far deductive leap for you to take," she said, voice frosty and giving nothing away. "Is it perhaps that you knew before you even asked me that? Or maybe I'm only letting you think the situation is so. You can know nothing for certain."The man chuckled. "You remind me of someone else I know, with that sharpness. Except you're even thornier if that can be believed. But make no mistake, it's a valuable quality to be so cautious. I respect and appreciate it. Then how about this? You can simply keep me captive here for as long as it takes to prove myself useful.""Useful? So you think you can do something about the situation, if there is a situation? Strange. Very presumptive of your value.""That's fair. Then here's a concession. If I can't be actively useful to you, you can keep me captive to make sure any intelligence I gather fails to make it back to whoever might have tasked me to come here. Is that a fair deal?""You make it sound like there was going to be a choice at al
Anna had pretended not to trust him, saying she needed time to think about whether she would take Adrian Heether at his word. But the truth was that she had no choice. Her mother and father were both gone, Adrian was telling her Beth might still be in danger, and even Anna herself was being set up for a trap.She had no choice but to trust this lead. If nothing else, she would use this chance to prove whether he was ally or enemy, and if he was an enemy, she would use him against whoever had sent him, either viciously interrogate him for the truth or stake his decapitated head on the outer grounds as a warning.Or something like that. Anna had been vicious with words all her life, and her mind was so numb to verbal cruelties thanks to her own personality that she didn't blink an eye at insults and insidious sayings, but she had never turned to physical cruelty. The thought made her stomach turn.In the meantime, she was scribbling down as many notes as she could manage in the short ti