(Siobhan’s P.O.V) 1 week before the Blood Moon We have one more week before the Blood Moon and everyone has been working hard training and preparing for the battle. Alpha Brock and his warriors showed up a few days after our training began. We hadn’t been expecting him, he had said that his Gamma would be with his warriors, so everyone was all in an uproar that the Alpha of the White Paw Sleuth was here and no one had prepared the appropriate room for him. The packhouse workers were able to get it worked out quickly enough that Alpha Brock probably didn’t notice that we weren’t prepared for him. He was a tall man, burly like most male bear shifters are, with dark chestnut brown hair and matching brown eyes. His beard was something of magnificence and I sort of had the urge to run my fingers through it for some reason. Artis was uncomfortable being in the conference room with him, as we filled him in on the training we were doing and everything we found out through Tierna
(Tala’s P.O.V) It’s really weird how things can change within 24 hours, like yesterday I didn’t feel as if anyone was watching me. Today? Siobhan and I both felt as though we had eyes on us, no matter where we went, we both felt like someone was watching us. Which is really creepy when you are trying to take a piss in privacy like no one wants to be watched while they piss. We make the decision not to mention it to Tiernan or anyone else because we don’t think it really means anything, because we haven’t seen anyone or been attacked. We just keep going about our day as normal, that is, until lunch. Siobahn told Tiernan that I wanted to go for a run and that we would be back in an hour or so. Siobhan shifted, and I was finally let out, stretching my muscles and shaking out my fur. I take off through the woods beyond the packhouse, loving the feel of the wind through my fur and the dirt beneath my paws. I hadn’t been running long when I came across this den typ
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) Well, this is shit. One minute Tala and I are frolicking through the forest and the next I’m in front of the Goddess of death, Scàthach…naked. Great. This James fellow has me by the elbow and is walking me down to the dungeons. “So, what are you, James? Like are you a ghost or some shit?” “No.” “Well then, how were you able to get to the Human Realm and bring me here?” “The Goddess Scàthach turned me into a phantom for a time so I could return to the land of the living and retrieve you.” “Hm, I see. That still doesn’t answer my question as to WHAT you are.” “Does it really matter?” “I suppose not, but I’m an FBI agent and I’m a curious person by nature and I love to learn.” That makes him pause, and I could see in his eyes that he related to the fact that I love to learn. Hmm, maybe I can use that to my advantage. “I was sorted as a Lost soul when I died, everyone here was sorted as Lost. We did…terrible things while we were alive, an
***Trigger Warning*** (Siobhan’s P.O.V) “Tell us what they are planning!” The demon person shouts as the whip comes down across my back. It’s been like this for the last 2 days, trying to torture answers out of me about what Tiernan and the pack are planning. How the Celestials had helped us and what the Celestials have planned. My back is going to be covered in scars, I know this already because they had the tips dipped in silver, so they won’t heal as normal wounds would. It’s a good thing that Tiernan and I sealed our bond because I know for a damn fact that he would leave me over these scars. No one wants a mate with these ugly marks on them. What I wasn’t prepared for was seeing that bastard, Wyatt, down here. Well, I’m not shocked that he was part of the Lost collection that Scàthach had collected, I was shocked about the fact that he had died. I’m hopeful that he was murdered, slowly and painfully. “I’m not…going…to…tell you.” I pant out. The whip c
(Tiernan’s P.O.V) She’s gone! Tala had mind linked Steele telling us she and Siobhan had felt like they were being followed and when we made it to the fort that Patrick and I had built as kids, they were gone. Their scent was all but gone as well, just like the children. That’s when I received a letter, the letter that turned my world upside down and inside out. I lost complete control and burned about half our forest down in my anger. Patrick had to tell the pack that it was dark magic used by those who had kidnapped Siobhan that caused the fire. No one here in the pack can know who I truly am. Scàthach was making me choose between the children and my mate, I know that Siobhan would force me to choose the children, but I was so torn. Artemis came to me, and I told him I needed to meet with grandfather, within 20 minutes of seeing Artemis, I was standing in front of Gramps. “She has Siobhan and she’s bargaining her life for the children. She’ll kill Siobhan
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) After they were done covering me with their nasty ass spunk, minions 1 and 2 brought me back to my cell where the children were. Luckily, I didn’t have to pass by their cells to get to mine, so they wouldn’t be traumatized seeing me like this. Minions 1 and 2 throw me to the floor of my cell, laughing that I looked good for a dead woman. I curled into a ball on the floor, smelling strongly of my own vomit, and let the tears flow harder than they had before. I didn’t give Wyatt the satisfaction of my screams or fear…but at what cost? This could cost me my mate; I know for a fact Tiernan felt what was going on. “Hey, Siobhan. It’s Hope, are you okay? Did the bad men hurt you?” She asks quietly. “No, Hope. I’m fine.” I whisper, just loud enough for her to hear. “But you’re crying. I can smell it.” Damn their enhanced abilities. Even though they don’t have their wolves yet, children are able to hear, see, and smell better than human children.
(Tiernan’s P.O.V) Day of attack on Annwn Siobhan had recovered well from her injuries over the last few days, and she was able to let us know that the children were in a cell that was sealed by magic. Alpha Brock’s warriors had been training hard alongside my wolves and the spell casters and we felt ready. I asked everyone to congregate near the new portal house, to make sure that everyone was prepared and knew what we were doing. Looking out over the crowd, I couldn’t help the pride that coursed through me seeing all of these people willing to help children who were not their own. It’s easy for people to turn a blind eye to something when it doesn’t directly affect them. However, that’s not the case this time around. Everyone here felt like this was a personal attack on them and they were going to fight to the death to save these children. “Good morning, everyone. Thank you for assembling here and for being willing to go into this war with so many unknowns. You have all
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) After killing Wyatt, which honestly was anticlimactic and a tad disappointing, the warriors of Scàthach come spilling out of the palace. I knew it was going to be a blood bath, but I didn’t think we would be so outnumbered. It may sound terrible, but I honestly didn’t care what happened to anyone here today, as long as we got those children out of here and back to their parents. “Well, if it isn’t little wolf. We had so much fun with you on your last visit, maybe Mistress will allow us to keep you around here to have some fun with you.” Minion 1 from my kidnapping states. “Yes, that really was a wonderful time, wasn’t it?” Minion 2 from my kidnapping asks. “Nah, your spunk smelled nasty and I’m pretty sure that you should get checked for STDs or some shit because that smell was NOT normal,” I say, waving my hand in front of my nose to emphasize my point. A look of outrage crosses their faces, and I knew I pissed them off with that comment