EMMA “Can I see the substance?” I asked Ethan. He nodded before going to get it from the safe in the corner. “Wait, is that pure liquid silver?” I asked curiously. I peered into the safe and almost clapped my hands. This would be the perfect opportunity to test a curiosity that had always been on my mind. I did not have the ability to test it before, but now I did. This was going to be fun. “Yes…why?” Ethan asked hesitantly. I flashed him a bright smile and patted him on the back. We were about to conduct a science experiment. How fun indeed? “I have a theory that I would like to test.” He chuckled at my enthusiasm before he brought the entire try over, silver and all. We were both curious creatures by nature, so I knew he was eager to see where this was going. I loved that about him. Back at the screen, I pointed out the similarity again. “This strand of DNA right here is what is responsible for how a shifter reacts to silver. Given that it’s found in both DNA samples, it shoul
EMMA It had been an entire day since I woke up here at Blood Moon. Everything had been pressing down on me. I did not know which way was up, and I felt drained. My night consisted of a brand-new round of nightmares. The new stars of it were Xander and Ethan. Ethan had been giving me time to process everything, but I was not even sure how to do that. I spent so many years pushing the unpleasant experiences to the back of my mind. Brushing off emotions and becoming numb to the reality around me was the only way to survive and not give in. Papa taught me the strength of one’s character could help them survive even the most hellish of situations. I often wondered if he was just preparing me for life or preparing me for the future I was going to have. In a better world, Ezekiel never attacked our pack. Papa never died. I would become the Alpha heir once Papa was inducted, and I would have taken over as Alpha once he stepped down. Some people would have fought it because I was a she-wolf
EMMA I reached out to Ethan once we got closer to the packhouse. He forced me to shop, so he could help carry the damn bags. Emma – “Hey, I bought Rome on your credit card. We’re five minutes out. Can you help get the bags?” Ethan – “Only if you brought me gelato.” Emma – “Fresh out of gelato. How about I make you some pie?” Ethan – “SEE YOU IN FIVE” “Ethan will help us get everything in,” I said, putting my phone back in my purse. Diana smiled, pulling onto the drive that led to the packhouse. “I think you’re really good for him even if it is just as a friend. Ethan has always been a little shit who needed someone that could put him in his place. Be patient with Xander. Being Alpha hardened him, but I think you may be able to break through that.” I just nodded without responding. Ethan was a great guy, and I was thankful for his friendship. Was it possible that Diana was right about Xander? That was an area that I had no knowledge in. I hoped she was because I could not shake
EMMA “There we go. There will be training manuals in there as well. I have a feeling that the reading won’t bother you. You’re a nerd – I mean perfectionist – after all. Although, I’m always available if you need help or want to run something by me. Now, pick a color for your personal devices.” He pulled up the list of possible colors, and I chose teal since silver was out-of-stock. Silver was my favorite color after all. And, no, it had nothing to do with the silver rings around my irises. Well, maybe it did. I was born with the silver rings. I never learned what caused it, but I figured I needed to embrace what made me different or shy away from it my entire life. It was Papa who encouraged that type of thinking. Therefore, I was a sucker for all things silver. “It’ll take about forty-eight hours to get the devices, but it includes a laptop, tablet, phone, and a few other pieces of equipment that have been encoded with many security protocols. The security team sometimes has to h
XANDER “Hey, you got a moment?” Ethan asked nervously as he came into my office. Ethan did not do nervous, so I immediately felt uneasy. I motioned for him to come in and sit down. He looked out towards both sides of the hallway before shutting the door behind him. My eyes followed his movements, not sure why he was acting so skittish. Blood was smeared on his bottom lip from a cut that just healed. He always had a nasty habit of biting his bottom lip when he was stressed out. “Are you here to murder me and take over the Alpha title? You can have all of it without the murder,” I joked, trying to lighten the mood. Ethan chuckled, but it sounded hollow and off. His body was tensed, as if being weighted down. And quite honestly he looked like shit. Ethan dealt with shit differently than I did. I withdrew and closed my emotions off to get by, but he embraced his. Two opposites but exactly what balanced us together. For him to act this way meant that something happened. “Seriously, t
EMMA Coffee was just as important to my well-being as air was. The coffee pot beeped, and I sighed happily. Thank heavens that it was done. I eagerly filled up my cup and added just a bit of cream before taking a long sip. The delicious caffeine was exactly what I needed this morning. I had a shit night for sleeping. There were maybe three hours of actual sleep if I was being generous. Then my mind decided to kick into overdrive, ensuring that I got no more sleep. It was a relief to get all of that off my chest with Ethan yesterday. But it also made me think about things that I had pushed away for so long. Granted, now I realized that refusing to deal with all the shit I went through was the wrong move. I never worked through it all, so I would have to find to deal with it and finally let go of the pain. I was worried about what would happen now that those memories were fresh again. Eight years of memories was a lot to work through, and I was worried that they would break me in hal
EMMA I was pulled from sleep with a sharp knock on my door. “Go away,” I grumbled. I buried my head underneath my pillow. It was too early to deal with anyone just yet, but apparently the idiot on the other side of the door failed to get the memo. The knocking continued until I jumped out of bed and flung the door open. “What do you want, Ethan?” I asked, saying every word with a distinct pause. I was running on about an hour of sleep. I just wanted to pass back out, but he was keeping me from doing that. Sleep was something that I never had have in spades, so I coveted every moment of it that I actually got. He was a monster for trying to split up me and sleep. Ethan leaned against the doorframe, dressed in a pair of black shorts and grey tank top. It showed off his sculpted muscles and tattoos. His hair was styled perfectly as always. Both Xander and him had the sides shaved and top longer, but Ethan styled his hair while Xander looked like he just rolled with it. I had yet to
EMMA I thought about what he said. I knew I liked Xander. Maybe he was just having as much conflict with this as I was. I dared another look at him. He looked up and smirked right at me. I could not help but return it. Perhaps Diana, Sylvie, and Ethan were right all along. Although, I would never tell Ethan that or else his head would grow even further. Ethan chuckled, obviously catching the smirk war. “Now, go join that group,” he pointed to a group of six people. All eyes were on me when I approached the group. I kept myself from running back to the packhouse, so that was a plus. Little steps. It would take time to branch out from the habits formed at Blacktree. I needed to get used to overcoming my aversion to being near people and interacting with them. A tall redhead smiled and bounced up to me. They all looked around my age, so I wondered what their fighting style was like. “Hey, I’m Freya. You’re new right?” Her voice was very upbeat and peppy, which was like how Marsey no