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~Parker’s Point of View~ “Just sit me down next to her,” I say, already feeling more pain than I could've imagined. It’s for her, I’ll do anything for my mate and she needs me now more than I need to be comfortable. I forced Rafe to wrap me in a thick blanket and carry me out to Hannah, and boy he didn’t want to. But she needs us, both of us. There’s no getting around it. Crush nearly ripped me out of my skin the moment we smelled her new scent from her shift. It’s the same wildflower field but so much more intense and other things I can’t place. After everyone was down for the night, Crush was finally strong enough to mind-link. My twin and I had a very long conversation with a lot of cursing, a lot of blame. We both brought up old shit that should long be in the past. But we’re both petty to a fault at times. Definitely get that from our mother. I’m not entirely sure how it ended because we both drifted off to sleep but we can’t ignore the fact that in that moment we already kne
~Hannah’s Point of View~“How much further,” Parker moans, as I stroke his hair. I frown and kiss his forehead, absolutely frustrated there’s nothing more I can do for him. The Alpha and Luna seemed all too pissed off with our entire situation, and wouldn’t even allow Jake to stay behind to care for Parker’s wounds. Some parents!The only silver lining was that they were gone by the time we got back to camp. I couldn’t face the Luna, knowing she’d want an apology I’d rather die than give.Thankfully Jake left things and gave some instructions but I can’t just constantly pump Parker full of pain meds. “Still an hour, sorry man,” someone replies.My brothers snore loudly in the back of the van as Parker winks at me. Where he even finds the energy to be frisky I can’t understand. But it’s cute as hell.As we near this other pack, which they’ve described as isolated and secretive, there’s such an ominous feeling within me. I don’t feel like Isaac is just going to give up and I’ve alrea
~Hannah’s Point of View~ “Tell me what happened first. How was I taken? What about everyone else,” I ask, as a tear rolls down my cheek. I already know the answer. Dead, they’re all dead. Just like I should probably be. Was it a rogue attack? Isaac himself? I can’t just blindly run into this. I’ve had far too many unknowns in my life. A pair of violet eyes isn’t enough to let all my walls down. It can’t be. “Jane first,” Frederick says, nearly like a caveman. His eyes fall over the female, and I can tell there’s so much hurt there. “I’ve spent my entire life never seeing another who looks like me. Though I believed a certain male was my father and he wasn’t. Maybe something in the back of my mind always knew he was a liar but I couldn’t face the world totally alone. I suppose I needed him though I resented it. Why have you been alone Frederick? Why can’t you wake her yourself … and why aren’t you stuck in a slumber too,” I ask, as I turn and step down back onto the dirt floor of
~Hannah’s Point of View~ “I’ll rip his freakin’ throat out and happily eat it,” I shout, as I frantically pace the cave next to my slumbering mother. Once I had my tantrum I thought about it for a minute … I decided the actual physical act of being a cannibal didn’t even remotely sound appealing. Yeah let’s not do that. Just as I had that thought, my gums began to hurt and heartburn grew in my throat. Blood, my body wanted it. Specifically, Isaac’s. I gulped and clutched my throat. “You’re not going,” Rafe says, matter of fact, putting his hands on my shoulders. I shrugged out of his grip. “The hell I’m not,” I shout, maybe feeling a bit too big for my britches. But I’m a fierce beast who has only had a tiny taste of the blood of my enemy. I mean Patricia is definitely an enemy right? My body hums with the idea of her mutilated face and how painful it’ll be to heal. Goddess what the hell is wrong with me?? If the Rhodes family has been basically wiping lycans off the map for y
~Hannah’s Point of View~ The very moment I get into our tent, I strip off all my clothes and get cozy in a pile of blankets. The Alpha offered to have a quick cabin assembled, but we insisted it wasn’t necessary. I declined because I love being closer to the forest, and the guys? Well I’m pretty sure they don’t believe we’re staying here very long. Frederick wanted me to sleep on a cot in the cave with him but there was no chance of that happening. So a tent far into the middle of the woods it was, and the boys have one about a five minute walk away. For good measure, I tug out my braids and fluff my hair. They love pulling on it, and I have to give my mates what they want. It’s been days since I felt one of their bodies fully pressed against mine, their weight on top of me. It’s time. If I’m to face Isaac, I do it with their marks, their scents mixed with mine. I’m certain nothing will piss him off more. After a minute when they still haven’t showed up, I get annoyed and raise m
~Rafe’s Point of View~ “Shit like I’m not already bad off enough,” Parker groans, holding his neck. I spit and blood comes out, making me shake. My vision goes blurry and I try to focus, but it's pointless. I practically fall on my ass like a drunkard, trying to stand is impossible. I’m dizzy and pretty sure I have a concussion from getting my head knocked off of Parker’s. Who needs a weapon when you’re a pissed off mama beast? I glare a few feet away at the half lycan half human female, holding onto Hannah like she’s a baby and cooing. And she’s still naked though the female is too. Hannah keeps giving me sympathetic looks, but she doesn’t dare move. Hannah’s emotions are forefront in my body now, she’s our mate and it’s a done deal. I know she wants to mark us both too, but that’ll have to wait. “Now what,” Parker groans again, as he lies next to me. I’m really not even sure how we explain to Jane everything that’s happened. Since we’ve told Frederick and he seems to have a p
~Hannah’s Point of View~ I can’t help myself as I nibble on Parker’s ear while we’re supposed to be paying attention. Since getting mated, my body is just dialed up to 10 every second of the day. I’m on sexual overdrive and there’s no getting enough. My body hardly gets tired anymore, I could just go all day and night. Frederick says we’re naturally born to move, run, exercise. He didn’t say the big word but he hinted around it for sure. Born to breed I’m willing to bet. There’s no way a beastly creature with a lust for blood and fighting doesn’t want to get off 24/7. Also, since my shift I swear to the Goddess my hips have moved and are wider and I literally FEEL ready to pop out a kid. *Pay attention.* My mind tells me, and I turn to narrow my eyes at my mother. She winks quickly though, and that makes me blush. I never dreamed I’d find my mother, let alone have her find me in the throes of getting mated. AWKWARD!!! “And that’s when our surprise fighters will come in the next
~Hannah’s Point of View~ “Stop.” “Stop now.” I understand now that when I’m shifted, understanding a human talk is too hard and that’s why I have to rely on the other lycans around me. Frederick says he can comprehend people after decades of teaching his lycan half, but he can’t verbally respond. I’m nowhere close to that and a million times more impulsive. My body is also very much used to just knowing what to do in any situation and maybe that was always the beast side of me. I’ve always had to adapt and keep moving. A rogue can never appear weak and I was a master of disguise. Except with Isaac. He tore right through my protective walls, he laid me bare when he demeaned me. For a child, one of the worst things is disappointing your parent and I never felt good enough for him. But that was just one of his many methods of controlling me. When a big hand lands on my arm, I turn and give a low, menacing growl trying to assert some level of dominance. While I want to fight him, t