Malcolm was unhappy when he entered the elder’s meeting room to hear this information. What were they thinking, pulling this? Running on rumours and speculation. That wasn’t how he or how he expected his pack to run. Malcolm waiting rather impatiently for a response that didn’t appear to come fast enough for his liking. “Tight lipped, are we? Anyone else like to step up to the speaker’s spot and inform me of exactly what my mate, they accused your Luna of what and by whom?” “I can’t tell you who reported this to us, but I would love to fill you in on this. It’s rather disgraceful, over-the-top, and factually unbelievable.” Cathleen stood up from her seat, a look of sour disapproval on her face. “To make matters worse, they kept me out of the loop on the births that happened at the cottage. This, I gather, was to ensure that I didn’t spill the beans about what they were doing.” “Madam, if you’d please state the accusations that they forced m
Malcolm didn’t stay long after that at the meeting. The elders clearly had a lot to chew on and get straight. He’d gone on to remind them their job wasn’t to run the pack or tell people what and how to do things. They weren’t to threaten the pack members if they said or did anything. Their job was to advise and give council. Use their experience and list, assist in finding answers. Guide the next generation. Someone had lost their way and Malcolm would keep an eye on them. So this wouldn’t happen again. They were getting ready to settle down for the rest of the evening when the elders appeared at their door. This time they requested if we could introduce them to the new pack members. A far cry from the morning. Malcolm noticed the speaker wasn’t there, but Cathleen was. “I’m sorry about all of this, Alpha. I truly didn’t believe it. Gisselle was sent by the others. However, I spoke with her about how unreasonable the horrible words were. She agreed with me. I just ask that you
“Now you’re sure we have everything. I’d hate to get there and find out we’re missing something.” Melody was checking her bags again. Malcolm could see her anxiety in her actions. Normally, she would never reveal it. Now he figured it was her motherly instincts kicking in to protect and care for her pups. “Melody, there will be other families there. I’m sure if you’ve forgotten something, someone will have it.” If looks could kill, Malcolm would need a healer, at least if not an undertaker, as the humans would say. Melody didn’t appreciate his assurances. As Jordan passed him with another car seat. They had to install three of them and that was the last. Jordan made eye contact with Malcolm, and they exchanged a sense of commiseration. Malcolm figured it was because Jordan just escaped a similar situation upstairs. “Ellie, let me get the base in the car and then I’ll come get the pups for you. I don’t want you to carry two of those heavy car seats. Just
“When I stepped into leadership of this pack, I made it clear we wouldn’t hold on to old prejudices. This might not be a message that got to some of the most recent pack members. This is a historic time and events have been fast and furious. So, I will state this again without naming names or telling tales out of school, as the humans say.” He paused and looked about. Several uneasy people were now relaxed. “That’s not to say those people will avoid the appropriate punishments later. Now, we are a wolf pack who recognizes fate can grant us mates who aren’t wolves. We don’t punish a person for their species, race, lack of magic, or anything like that. If you have a problem with another, you seek to resolve it without harming each other. Yes, I know for some that is a tough thing to do. But we do that within this pack. I have heard that someone has used their station and position of responsibility to force their political beliefs onto the pack as a whole. The reports I rece
The investigation took weeks, and by then they’d moved into the packhouse. Life slowly got back to normal. The pack warmed up to Melody and Ellie. When they realized they were the minds behind their products. The she-wolves embraced them readily. Malcolm and Jordan split their time between the city and the Muskoka territory. Even the various construction projects were progressing well, with no more interference. The Fae were nowhere to be seen. But there were new rogues in the shadows of the neutral zones, and they weren’t living there quietly. The council of alphas were making plans to deal with them along with an ever pending war between the Toronto packs, the Scarborough Grove, and the Don Valley. It was something that cropped up again and again. They had history and family conflict. No one could blame them for the father they had. Now there’s a girl driving a wedge between them again, with her mere existence. Ellie was concerned about Jordan. He’d have to come to terms wi
Melody Von Line found her parking spot in a rush. She was late again. Taking her purse from beside her, Melody took a pill case from her purse and popped a pill. She wasn’t ill. These were scent blockers. Something she had to take every day she worked. Why? Because she was a fox within a den of wolves. Shifters, every one of them. But wolves saw foxes as prey, and the two sets of shifters didn’t work with each other ever. So here she was with the opportunity to work in the top firm on Bay Street. She was working alongside the legendary Wolf of Bay Street. Melody didn’t know when she applied. He was actually a wolf shifter. So, to keep her job, Melody pretended to be human. Hence the need for scent blockers. Standing outside of her car, she sprayed herself down with a perfume she made of lavender and vanilla. It was a popular scent right now for human women. She just altered her formula to help hide anything she missed. A look at her phone as a text came in surprised
Malcolm woke up this morning and quickly assessed his life. He’d requested to work with his associate, Melody Von Line. If there was a burlesque name, he’d never heard. The name warned a man of exactly what he’d get. She was sex personified and that he needed to get out of his system, or she would break his concentration too much. So, today he’d start his campaign to have her. He figure by his response to her he’d need a long weekend to work her out of his system. His driver’s service picked him up. His assistant and Beta Jordan Blacksmith. A tall blonde man with similar eyes to Malcolm. It was the wolf in both of them and the fact that they were distantly related on Malcolm’s mother’s side of Jordan’s father. “Morning.” Jordan said as Malcolm settled into his seat. “So, what’s on the docket for today that I should know about?” “I’m taking the long weekend off for once. You need to pick up one of those blueberry muffins Ms. Von Line likes and her favourite cof
Melody walked Ellie out of the building so that Ellie didn’t encounter anyone she shouldn’t. She then made it clear that Ellie must stay away from Jordan at all costs. Once she resigned here, that wouldn’t be a problem for Ellie or Melody. Back at her desk, she skipped lunch to finish as much work as she could. Before she lost her mind thinking of how her mother must have died alone in her small apartment in the den. Melody didn’t need to mourn now. She’d have plenty of time to grieve privately at a later date. Now, Melody must resign without notice and she hated it. She’d lose financially, but that didn’t matter when she was back in the den. So, she wrote the letter that ended her career here. She couldn’t tell anyone. There’s be too many questions she couldn’t answer, and she didn’t want any wolves threatening the den. They had kits there. Unlike the wolves. Most foxes were peaceful and not ready for fighting. Malcolm called her for an impromptu meeting at the end o