Nolan's Point of ViewIt was the perfect day for a funeral. Storm clouds brewed overhead. People were dressed in black. Wrapped in scarves and staring down into a dark pit.It was a miracle it wasn't raining. That the sky relented just for this one moment in time. To commemorate the fall of someone. The sky could mourn later. We wanted to mourn now. Was fully entitled to it, all things considered.Even mother nature had a heart, after all. Malakai had gone back home. Tail tucked between his. Back bowed. His people needed him now. Feared that the rebellion and troubles would spill into their territory. he had gone back to appease them. Put their minds at ease.Zayan was holed up in his room most days. Cried from time to time but always denied it.But I was left to run two packs for the time being. Rachel couldn't. Nor could Gaelan. The state they were in wouldn't allow for rational decision-making. The other alternative was me. The one person on this earth that wasn't born to do t
Malakai's Point of ViewI had dozed off on the couch whilst Keanu carried on with his cartoons. The boy was a brimming ball of energy but soon enough, he had crawled into my arms. Settled in until he fell asleep as well.So, imagine our surprise when our mother came storming into the room. Her shrill voice all but screamed our eardrums out."Malakai! It's Kamari!" She repeated once she realized I was awake.At the mention of her name, I was up. Rushed to the other side of the room to where she stood. Her hand was barely out before I grabbed the phone. Pressed it so hard to my ear that i would have a headache an hour from now."Yes?""The doctor says she is waking up. How fast can you get here?" It was Nolan on the other end.His glee was nearly contagious. Brimmed with excitement. Joy. All of it bled into me. Drummed a steady beat into my step."Give me an hour and clear out the garden. I'm taking the chopper."***The pilot puked the minute we landed. With my flying, I understood wh
Kamari's Point of ViewThree Months LaterWinter wasn't as bad in Jagged Rock as I remembered. Everything was dead, yes, but it wasn't as cold. Nor as wet. Not that I minded either. With three men sleeping in my bed at night, a girl got hot rather fast.I wasn't complaining. Neither were they.A brush with death made them all realize that I was the one. They were all adamant that this type of arrangement was fine. That they were fine. We bickered from time to time, as one would expect of engaged couples. they bickered all the time. As one would expect from three overgrown toddlers.But everything was right. All of it neatly in place."Hey, what are you doing out here? Do you want to catch a cold the week before your wedding?" My mother called from her cottage.Strange to think that she had changed as well. Handed over the reins to me the moment I was out and about again.According to her, I earned it and then some."Just getting some peace and quiet away from all the people," I call
Malakai's Point of ViewTwo days. Two days and we would be married to the most wonderful woman on earth. Two days and she will become one of the strongest women in werewolf history.Not only did she have her own pack, she also had three mates. Three men that worshipped the ground she walked on. Loved every single aspect of her soul.This was the life I had chosen. The one I had always wanted. Needed.Now more than ever, I was thankful for this blessing. Thankful that Keanus was a pain in my asshole when it came to Kamari.I hated to admit it but the little bugged scored me the biggest prize of my life."Please tell me I'm not the only one that hasn't started on my vows," Zayan whined from his desk on the other side of the room.His hair stood in every direction thanks to his constant ruffling. He looked like a parrot that just took a bath. Every feather in every direction."I did mine last week. I wanted to focus on some other things for the wedding." Nolan offered up as he scanned t
Malakai's Point of ViewThree Years LaterWhen I got home from being kidnapped as a child, I knew I would never be able to have children. They had stolen that privilege from me. Snatched it away like thieves in the night.For many years I tried to make peace with it. Work through it.It always stung.Until I met my wife. Until I married her alongside two other men I now called my brothers.Finally, I was able to fit into my own skin. Accept that I might not have biological children of my own but I will have children.The first one took three years to make but it was well worth it. Seeing Kamari with her little belly around the house was always the highlight of my day. It made my world brighter. Shinier. I adored it.Every last drop was wonderful.All four of us lived happily within Jagged Rock. I managed my pack remotely, giving my father some control from time to time. Zayan did the same thing, only his father held almost no control and the old man was pissy about it.Nolan was offi
Kamari's Point of ViewEverything was going as I had expected. Slow and horrible. But it was just another party and just more pack members sneering my way. Nothing out of the ordinary. Wolves stuck to old habits worse than shit stuck to wool. It was just a fact. One I hated more than anything.They made it impossible for change to step in.Nolan was on the other side of the garden. His intuitive gaze settled on me whenever he sensed my unease. It was a blessing in disguise. Under his watchful gaze, I blossomed. The parties and cleaning became less of a punishment with him around. He would never know how thankful I truly was.Shoving down my growing irritation, I picked up more empty champagne glasses. Refilled them at a station in the far back. "Kamari! Table number five needs clearing!" I could hear Eris' voice from a mile off. Cringed and plastered a smile on my face when she approached. "Did you hear me? Those tables over there need to be cleared out. The guests are complaining."
Kamari's Point of ViewIt hurt. Ripped and gnawed on parts of my heart. Nothing could ever compare to that pain. The sorrow that I felt. As if I had lost something I had already had. But Arik had never been mine and I had been foolish to believe he might be.My father had been an Alpha once. Not because of his father but because of my mother. The daughter of an Alpha, thus her mate was meant to be the next Alpha. She a Luna. Rachel Enoch had adored me. Until I turned ten and showed her the color of my wolf for the first time.Pitch black. Logically she had tried to have me kicked out of the pack. Who would want a mockery of nature as the next Luna? My father refused that I go alone and instead followed me. All because an Alpha-born woman didn't want a lowly-born black wolf for a daughter.And I thought an Alpha would accept me now? Pathetic all around."Sort her out. Get her presentable and have her carry on with her work. We have important guests here today and we can't screw this u
Kamari's Point of ViewThere was no denying that this man was trouble. Down to my very core, I knew that he meant business. And it soothed that ragged part of my soul. The torn part that wanted to make Arik and Eris hurt. Until reality slammed a fist into my face.His amber eyes were taking me in from head to toe. Pouty lips parted slightly. His black hair was effortlessly combed to the side. But it was his almost glowing neck tattoos that made me rethink the whole idea. Whatever he might have to offer, I wanted none of it."I'm sorry, but that isn't a name. And I am not keen on giving you mine, either." I bit out with as much control as I could muster. There was still a lump in my throat. One that refused to move ever since I was rejected. Crying on my way here only made it worse somehow.The man chuckled and slid into the booth in front of me. Spreading his elbows on the table, he leaned in with a smirk. Dominating was his natural gift, it seemed. Making another person feel so small