***’Whoa! Elena. You can mindlink now?” ***”Apparently so, being your father’s mate and accepted by the leadership of this pack has allowed my magic to connect to the magic of your wolves. That is also a subject that we will have to navigate at some point in the future Little One. I have heard
I want to say that I’m sitting right here, but this is way too much fun to watch. Dakota turns to look at me and under the table he rubs the inside of my foot with his. “I was kind of hoping we could hang out tonight, just the four of us.” He tries to sound sweet. “We finally have you after wait
I tried my best to concentrate on the conversations that are happening around the table. It sounds like Ava and Brett have a good start on the warriors moving to the ranked street. She seems to be enjoying having something to focus on. She doesn’t engage as much as she used to as the pack’s Luna, bu
Mateo lunges at me and I counter, by twisting out of his way. He can’t get a hold of me. I am going to play keep away for as long as possible. I want to see where he is injured since he won’t tell me himself. I spin and push him from behind. He reaches back to try and grab one of my hands, but he mi
“We have a problem.” My dad grumbles, “And it can’t wait.” “Someone had better be dying!” Dakota almost yells at him. “Possibly. We don’t know what’s happening, but we think Skylar, Gentry and Elena should go together. Which means all eight of us are going to need to move. Now.” My dad says. “E
***”’We’ my ass.”*** My wolf grumbles in my head and I can feel that my mates think the same, but they are keeping their tempers under control for now. I just keep my mouth shut. He needs to let us know what he wants and I won’t be drawn into a conversation with him, which is probably what he want
“Sky, babe, you need to let us get closer so we can help.”*** Oliver tries reasoning with me. ***”No! I don’t know how far his reach is, but with the shackles his wolf and powers can’t be used, I’m sure of it. I will not take a chance that she can kill you using him.”*** Another ripple of growls
The space between where I am standing and Mike’s broken cell is long enough for me to make a plan. He’s not in a hurry, moving like a predator towards me, watching me hold everyone back. He smiles that wicked smile, he thinks I’m waiting for him. Good. “My Luna, I’m so glad you’ve come to your sen