Daniel knew he was taking advantage of his mother, that she wouldn't be able to tell him no. But in truth, he needed this. He had ulterior motives, but at the core of it, he did need closure. All that time he had been trapped in Andrew Troy's prison, full of impotent fury and utterly useless, the world had gone on without him. Warren, Brian, and Carlo had died and been sent off without his ever being there, not for a single second.His mother knew. This was his way to mourn them, even if was far too late.* * *It was three days later when they held the funeral. Only a mock funeral, technically, but it was as solemn as the real one. There was only direct family gathered here tonight, cousins and aunts, uncles. The ones who hadn't been lost to the slaughter too, anyway. Everyone looked exhausted and grim, but they all shared in each other's sadness and held each other up, joined as family.Except for two outsiders, ones Daniel had specially invited. He hadn't mentioned he would ask th
It was Beth who greeted Adrian first, but there was a tightness on her face that she couldn't hide at the wine glass tipping and swaying in the elderly man's hand. Still, she was concealing her distaste far better than Daniel. The mourning ceremony hadn't been over but ten minutes and Adrian Heether was already making a grand fool out of himself, getting tipsy on rich wine when he should be the one out of everyone present most concerned with his image. From the few droplets on his weathered hand, he must have already sloshed the glass a few times on the way through the crowd, too. The Deltas in charge of cleaning up after everyone left might have their work cut out for them."Just wanted to say hello and a thank you for inviting me to partake," said the old man. "I've been here more times in the past week than I have the three years before that. It's good to see some things have changed and some things haven't." He laughed and nodded before turning away, searching the crowd for someo
Matt gave in, and easily, too. Daniel wanted to think it was because Adrian had struck at the heart of his reasoning ability and convinced him it was for his own good that he cooperate, but seething anger coiled in every corner of his body whenever Matt glanced at Beth every few words as he explained his suspicions about Gold Nation treachery, as if seeking a reaction, approval, something he far from deserved. So maybe it wasn't that Beth ever had feelings for him before, but that he was the one who had chased her and courted her to no avail. Was that what it was? If so, Daniel almost hoped Matthew would try to fall out of line again. Maybe before, the man had gotten away with overstepping because of connections with the Rokley pack, but Beth was his now. Beth belonged to the Heether pack, his to protect.And Daniel would be damned if he let Matthew try anything."And there's more," the man added. "I'm still collecting reports, and they're scattered far and wide, but I have reason to
Leaving home at such a vulnerable time was unthinkable, and Daniel had still done it. But he hadn't had a choice. With his father growing quieter and weaker every day, sometimes not even leaving his room at all, and his mother crumbling too under the weight of the ever-present grief and the fatigue that came from fighting it alone without the strength of her mate, it was up to Daniel to lead the Heether pack. But at least they were still there - at least there was still a spark in the Alpha and Luna. Soon, there would be no more faith in the pair, and then Daniel's presence would truly be indispensable. Before that happened, he had to do what needed to be done, which was why he had come to Gold Nation with this brash plan of infiltrating their army.But at least Beth was holding the line. Despite not having the Heether blood and only being known to the pack as the widow of the late eldest son - and being so young! - she had earned the respect of many. For holding the pack together
"Daniel!""Beth."The name almost caught in his throat. Did, actually, and he had to disguise it by clearing his throat. But there was no need. She didn't even notice as she threw herself at him, and naturally, easily, like he had done it forever, his arms came around to embrace her around the waist.He had never held her like this before, not since the night in the gardens when she had collapsed from fever and exhaustion. She probably didn't even remember any of that night at all, but he did. She was so soft...so warm.He shouldn't be doing this. He had an armful of a beautiful woman he knew he had been thinking of far too often at the wrong times, a beautiful woman who was his dead brother's wife. It hadn't even been but a few months since he and everyone else was massacred. He shouldn't be thinking like this -She pulled away far too soon. "Did Andrew try anything?" she demanded as she pushed him toward the closest armchair in the sitting room where he had been waiting for her. "Yo
Beth was here again. The past in the future, almost ten years hence. She had eloped with Matthew Catii, leaving behind her loyalty to the Iron Nation and rejecting the mate chosen for her among the Heether pack. From then on, she became Matthew's most faithful companion, besotted with him and the miracle that had made it so they were each other's fated mates.Silver Nation had been at its peak then, of course. Not long after, clouded by marital bliss and the fact that Matthew was loathe to share too many political business details with her, a mere woman, she had heard some news about Silver Nation being in grave trouble, but she hadn't known exactly what had happened then.But what happened a month after that had reached every corner of the werewolf world. Daniel, not only having lost his brothers but both of his parents as well to the grief, took on the mantle of sole Alpha of the Heether pack, and Alpha King of the mangled Silver Nation, and somehow gathered up a ferocious, reveng
Daniel took the letters from Teo. "Two of them," he remarked. "Interesting." He glanced at Beth to find her frowning even more deeply. So they had been thinking the same thing, had they?"Um...Also, I suppose it's relevant to mention that the messenger wanted to pass on that you were both invited because...you're both unattached and without mates. That perhaps you might be searching, and maybe Elizabeth might be ready to return to her birth pack..."Teo trailed off, which was just as well. Daniel was about to tear up the invitations just from what the man had said already. Beth was family. She hadn't reneged on the engagement promise to Warren. She had married him, if only for a little while, and she was with the Heether pack now. This wasn't some stay at a temporary inn. She was where she wanted to be, where she belonged."We'll be there."His eyes darted over to Beth. What? She was the one who had looked even more annoyed by the information than him. But she was going to accept?"Ha
Ms. Rokley? Who was calling her that? She hadn't been called by that name since before the wedding. Even as a widow, she carried herself as the bride of the late Warren Heether, so custom demanded others name and treat her the same way. So what was this? Someone who had no idea who she was? But then, how would they have found her here past the hectic party and recognized her on sight? They had to know her face to be able to call to her by name, which meant they should know who she was and all the trouble that surrounded her as of late.But when she spun to see who it was, all questions were answered.There, moving over the grass to join them in the patio before the doors, was the man who had called out to her - and accompanying a woman with an all too familiar face.Annalise."This is my fiance, Noah White," Anna announced when they came to a stop. "And this is my sister, Elizabeth Rokley. I'm glad I saw you when you ran out here. I didn't want to miss my own sister! You've come so