I woke with a sore throat, my head fuzzy, and my eyelids were heavy when I tried to open my eyelids for more than a second.My room came into view, and I scrambled to remember how I had gotten here but had nothing.Was it all a dream?“Simone,” a soft, thundering voice skittered over me and lit me up from within. “You’re awake.”I nodded or thought I did, my eyes drifting shut. I forced them open. I craved his face. I needed him to tell me it was real. His beautiful dark features came in and out of view.“You lose a lot of blood, my love.” A cool hand pressed against my forehead and then my cheek. I tried to turn toward it.“I called the pack doctor; they gave you something to help you sleep so your wolf could heal you after you were treated,” he explained. “How long?” I croaked.“Only a few hours,” he explained. That filled me with relief. “Everything is okay. It's all being taken care of. Go back to sleep.”I believed him. I had no option but to believe him, but I trusted him impl
“I thought it might have just been me and my not-to-hidden infatuation with you.” He smiled briefly before his eyes went far away, back to hours earlier. “So I forced myself to look at everyone else. They were all completely still. The power that radiated from you felt like it washed over us. Some people reached up as if they could touch it.” He shook his head. “It was different than just an Alpha aura; it was something else entirely; I can’t find the words.” I shifted slightly to focus on him, happy to find there really was no pain from the movement.“It was old, ancient. It called to me on an instinctual level as if I were basking in the Moon Goddess's light.” One of his shoulders tilted up, and he shook his head more vigorously than usual. “I know it sounds poetic and dumb-”“It doesn’t,” I cut him. He eyed me, and I shrugged. “It’s hard to put to words things you have never categorized before.” I had to do it with my feelings for him, and I was still trying to piece that togethe
I don’t know if I fell asleep or was just hovering between the fuzzy comfort of Ezra wrapped around me. But I slowly came back to a clearer reality that was filled with relief. I squeezed him tightly and looked up at him. He was awake, his eyes penetrating over his stoic face. He silently brushed some of my tear-matted hair away from my face. “Can you fill me in, please?” I was surprised that wasn’t my first demand, but his presence distracted me in ways I didn’t know I needed. Now, I could focus on the future with a clearer head after I shed some of that heavy lingering weight of grief.____His calloused fingertips trailed over my back. “Not as bad as I’m sure you’re thinking.” He eyed me. “The werecats have not entered the packhouse. They are waiting for you.”I sat up a bit so I could fully see his face. “I’m not entirely sure why. Ceremony maybe, respect.” He shrugged. “They are staying on the lands, though, securing them for you.” “The other Alphas and Lunas?” I asked. They
I wanted so badly for that to be an easy yes. I knew beyond a doubt that I wanted what was best for him, and I was not his mate. Even if I had lost faith in The Goddess, it did not mean she had forsaken him. And what of his mate? What of her? Could I add any more terrible things to my list by denying her a mate? The thought of his destined mate met me with sadness and a hot jealousy. I bet she was fucking perfect. But that’s what he deserved. He deserved true, unrelenting happiness. But it wasn’t just because of the horrible things he went through; it was because of who he was. “What of your mate?” I asked. “I told you, we made sure we didn’t get one.” I sat up and turned his arm over, tracing the outlines of that mark he and his brothers shared. It felt cold at first but then sent a jolt through me. Ezra’s eyes widened. “Whose to say you’re not my true mate, anyway?” he asked. I snorted. “I don’t think The Moon Goddess thinks that highly of me.” “Why do you say that?” “I’m w
That night, we talked of everything and nothing. I was finally free. I didn’t have to hide. We didn’t have to sneak around. I wasn’t worried that someone would find us or checking to make sure I wasn’t late and where I should be. I felt freedom for the first time in years, and it was airy bliss.____The next morning it was Tia who timidly knocked on my door. I had awoken in Ezra’s arms after not knowing when I fell asleep. After he checked me twice and helped me walk to the bathroom, even though I felt better than fine, he finally agreed with me and gave me some space to get ready.I went to my closet and couldn’t find anything that I even remotely liked. It wasn’t just because of the memories these dated dresses held. I purposely chose the clothes that weren’t right for me, the ones that would swallow me or not fit me right. Just something a little off where I wouldn’t look good, but not wrong enough for people’s gazes to linger on me. Tia was bouncing up and down beside me. “W
The place was silent. Nova broke into a radiant smile, and the other werecats looked around in awe as if that power would come back. But I knew it wasn’t gone; it seeped deep into these lands. Ezra’s arm was around me, and he let out a long breath into my hair. “That was… amazing,” he whispered. “Terrifying, but amazing,” I swear he almost shuddered, but I knew it was out of worry, not terror. I motioned to the packhouse, but Nova shook her head. “The packhouse was not built by us, but there is something beneath that has belonged to our kind. I will wait until the other Alphas have left to investigate.”I ignored my curiosity for now, hoping she would share with me later. “As you wish.” ______“If you need more time, I will give you as long as you need,” I told Nolan, but I didn’t truly know if I could live up to that. “No,” He shook his head, sighing as he settled back into his father’s chair in his old office. “No, I need to do something. I don’t think I could process it right n
“He’s here,” I whispered to Ezra. “I’m going to find him.” I went to turn, but he grabbed my elbow, placing a palm on my face. He lowered his forehead to mine. “Go get him,” he said, placing a hungry kiss against my lips before letting me go.I turned from him, knowing that he had everything else covered, that he would not leave this packland either by me or contained by his brothers.This was what true partnership must be like. I smiled at that. Once this was over, to whatever end after the certain death I would inflict on Miles, I knew I had him and his support.I wasn’t doing it alone anymore.I let that knowledge of safety and trust wash over me as I sunk deep into that place I had learned as a child. As I descended deep into that well I let myself hear the voices that I spent so much time trying to suppress. Instinct and logic. Emotions can fuel you, but they do not decide your course—my dad told me, helping me up. She’s a natural - my mother’s worried yet proud face came into
End him - Aksala growled and retreated to the back of my mind, waiting. Her excited rage was palpable.I walked up to my father's desk that he had the nerve to sit at. My finger brushed the familiar polished wood and pain clawed at me. This was the last part, I silently promise my mother and father. Grief had no place here, not yet. I focused instead on the sheets of paper. They started out legible, numbers that might have been accounts, a list of names, but then scribbles drowned in black ink marred the rest of the pages. I didn’t give him the satisfaction of watching him even out of the corner of my eye. It was an insult to not even watch your opponent. But I didn’t see him as one, and he knew that.When I looked up, he wasn’t afraid anymore. He was staring at me with the disgust I should have worn for him. His eyes were black, skin pale and etched with those crawling inky veins. He looked and felt… wrong.“You cannot be this shocked to see me standing here,” I started. “I won’