Thanks for all the love.
Noah POVReuben and Nate quietly left around an hour ago. They slipped away in the early hours at the break of dawn to avoid any suspicion. They took their warriors with them but only because Evelyn insisted. Reuben wanted them to stay, to act as guards but she quite rightly stated that they had be
“Pierce, this is quite the surprise…”“You’re unhappy?” He pauses taking in my expression which I thought was quite smiley. “Never to see you but a few things now make sense.”“Such as?”“Such as Reuben’s willingness to take his warriors back.”“Ah he just wanted extra eyes on.”“How on earth did w
Evelyn POVIt was blind panic and guilt that fuelled my fast legs as I raced to Beatrice’s and Donnie’s home. I pushed my body the hardest I have in a long time to get to her. The entire way I prayed. Please Moon Goddess, please let her and the baby be okay. I can hear the screams of terror before
“I could transfer him over to the Red Stone trackers…” His suggestion is an odd one. “They are close?”“Oh yes, they haven’t stopped tracking me. Still going..”Damn Reuben, I told him I had it handled.“No…bring him back here. Blind fold him. I’ll prepare for a house arrest. Hurry Donnie, Beatrice
Reuben POVI only let my warriors join my return from the Silver Moon pack because I knew Pierce and the Grey Howl warriors would be arriving there soon after our exit. I didn’t like asking for a favour from Pierce, we had a history. But I knew he wouldn’t say no if it involved Evelyn. He also seem
I could feel my body muscles relax under the hot steam of the steady flow of water as I use the shower time to think about Evelyn and the twins. I needed it, my warriors came at me hard today, and I was covered in mud and their blood…their blood, not mine. When I step out of the shower and reach fo
Evelyn POV Night time was starting to kick in on what was an eventful day. My warriors were watching the rogue like a hawk. I also had some of Pierce’s warriors watching him in the house next door on screen via the hidden cameras. According to reports, he wasn’t doing a lot. I couldn’t go near him
I can feel it, a foot stepping over and into our border. “Shit, Miss Smith…lock the house. Shutters down!” I scream my command at Miss Smith who I have drilled into her on numerous occasions what the procedure is to keep the children safe. As I hear the shutters starting to drop I throw my wine gl