The Crimson Priestess (Book Two)

I woke up to the sun rising above the hill taking in the beauty and my mind instantly went to Kellina. I imagined how I’d find her today likely crumpled up somewhere in that large room that once shared the love of Rogan and her. Many times she’d be in the closet buried in his clothes. I could tell she had cried herself to sleep once again and had landed wherever she chose. Although her powers had grown and she was stronger than ever before her body had sunken and the weakness in her heart was something felt by the entire pack. Her emotions were capable of affecting us all and the longer there was no sign of Rogan the longer she suffered. I had tried a million different things even providing her mood stabilizers, counseling, and allowing her to go on search missions that always ended up coming up with nothing. She was just as bad as the Alpha was now both lost in their own will to try to find Rogan. I was grateful that my mate killed long ago in the first Red Cresent Moon attacks di

Every time I kissed her, every time I touched her skin, every time I was inside her I knew I shouldn’t be something plagued me to stop was it because I had never officially renounced my pack when I’d left? Or was it the woman he came to me in my dreams constantly pulling me towards her? I couldn’t tell Athena how I felt because when I did, I could see her heart breaking, and that killed me inside. After all, I was marked as her mate and she was marked as mine. Still, my mind wandered whenever I had a chance to be alone to think of that woman that was always in my dreams with her pale skin, and white hair except for the ends dripped in dark red with a body that any man would melt for. Who was she? In the end, it didn’t matter because my life was here now deep inside the mountain inside the caves. I needed to find more food and more supplies for our wolves. The children needed better education, we needed better health care for the elderly, and overall, our pack needed to learn an

I made my way down the stairs hoping to avoid any of the Alpha family but instead, I ran smack down into Roe. She was older now getting ready for puberty but yet still a little girl. Roe had beautiful black locks with curls at the end which made her positively adorable and hard not to resist. I realized she was running from Corgan who was chasing her laughing. “Oh Save me Kellina from my awful brother!” She exclaimed. “Oh, Roe you are the silliest,” I responded still pulling her behind me and squaring up with Corgan. He stopped and took note of the situation. Corgan had changed so much and looked more like a man now than he did when I’d first met him. He had looks similar to Rogan but leaner still very muscular and handsome with shorter hair than Rogan ever wore but still those same dark beautiful eyes. Anyone female wolf would be lucky to have Corgan as a mate. “This really isn’t fair.” Corgan folded his arms standing in front of me. “Still it’s good to see you Kel, arising from

I sat there on the mat for some time to the point the automatic lights went dark and remained in the quiet darkness until some of the other members of the pack came in turning the lights back on with their movement. I mumbled some apology about startling them and telling them to be careful as the lights were acting up. I was fairly sure they knew I was lying but nodded politely as I exited. I went up to my room and was grateful to find the hallways and other areas empty of anyone else. Erin had never told me off quite like that before and I was trying to not only absorb that but also the part about him being right. He was right that I hadn’t really acknowledged how everyone else was doing but I had been lying to myself for a while now. I kept telling myself that if I could just find Rogan everything would go back to the way it was. It was going on almost 2 years and there was no way that even if I found Rogan he would be okay. It would take a lot of effort to find normalcy again and e

We prepared the surgical area as quickly as possible and waited for the arrival of Erin and the prisoner known as Gorm. I had never seen Gorm but knew he was a red wolf that had chosen to go rogue for the Red Cresent Pack only to be betrayed and left here with our pack. I had heard that he had helped Kellina and I was grateful for that. Kellina was my little sister in so many ways and I loved her dearly. She never seemed to get a fair chance at happiness and my heart hurt for her. Laura the white priestess who had become her mother through no formal adoption but through love was also just as kind and I knew Kellina’s pain killed Laura as well. My heart ached for both of them always not just as fellow priestesses but as family. My own family had been gone too soon to and I understood that pain. My father was killed in the rogue attacks but I still knew who he was and had fond memories of our time together. My mother died I believe of heartache years later and the pain of dealing wit