Alexa groaned; the darkness of unconsciousness slowly faded from her injured mind. One by one her senses began to return to her. The first sense to return to her was feeling, and the first thing she felt was pain, such immense pain, it almost felt like her body was on fire. She felt her throat constrict with her urge to scream. The second sense to return was her hearing which came blaring through her ears causing her tired mind to protest. The sounds of her surroundings came crashing through the blissful silence, making her wince at the sudden change. Her body was unable to keep up with her brain’s commands to move away from the offending sounds. Sharp melodious howls filled the air and she struggled to open her eyes, they felt heavy as if they were made of lead. Her eyelashes clung to her cheeks in protest to her ministrations meant to open the lids covering her azure gaze. Eventually, the redhead was able to pry open her eyes much to their protest, and that was when the ache in he
Aiden panted as his paws carried him through the thick forest, the blurred images of the trees flying by in a blur. The wolf couldn’t help but think to itself that it was a miracle it had not run into a tree by now. Aiden’s darkening grey coat blended in with the darkening trees as the sun set beyond the tree line. The temperature was dropping quickly, he was starting to see that each breath he took puffed out in a small, white, translucent cloud. Aiden couldn’t understand why he was in such a rush to get back to the strange female with the intoxicating scent. He could not understand his need to be near her, all he knew was that he had to be with her. As the wolf was nearing the place where it had left the female’s unconscious body, its ears picked up a large thud, just behind the shrubs. Suddenly it went on high alert immediately and shoved through the thorny shrubs that survived the harsh winter, ignoring the scratches and tugs at its fur coat. He did not expect to see a sickly th
Alexa moaned, the sound scratching against her dry throat as the back of her head throbbed with a sharp pain, and an uncomfortable sensation radiated in her back. Great, something else was digging into her back now. She was leaning against something rigid, its deep, ridged grooves digging awkwardly into her flesh causing her great discomfort. Her eyes fluttered open for a second time that day and were met with a purpling sky. It must have been hours since she had blacked out and the thought caused her great concern. She lay there against whatever was making dents into her back and tried to get her thoughts straight. Alexa’s head throbbed whenever she tried to think back on what had happened and she decided to try and remove herself from her painful position. Alexa tried to push herself up and away from the uncomfortable object, when the shooting pain in her left wrist reminded her of the events that had happened, what looked to be like a few hours earlier. With gritted teeth, she w
To the distracted werewolf the day seemed to speed by as it had the day he had escorted that mud-colored mutt after it had the audacity to attack the already wounded female. All the while he did his duty to protect his pack he felt as if he were neglecting a duty, he was unaware he even had. Flashes of pale skin stained with bright blood kept flashing through his mind and it set off a wave of anger in him he was unaware he was capable of. After taking the rogue wolf to the pack house he immediately took the mutt to be placed in their cells where he would wait for the return of their alpha, Aaron Black. Although still not the true Alpha of the Black Pine Forest pack he did his best to be the best temporary Alpha for the pack. It sometimes meant missing out on important dates with his son, especially after the disappearance of his mother. Aiden was still proud to be the next Beta of the pack, it was what he was born to do. Once the mutt had been safely locked away behind bars in the m
A few hours ago standing in utter silence a family stared at a handheld radio with a mixture of hatred and despair. Something had happened to the device or the tower that was blocking their signal. They could not call for help, they stared on in their horror for a few moments more before they were jolted out of their misery by an angry yell and the sound of the device smashing against a tree. Isaac gasped for breath, his throat screaming in protest at his cry of anger. His mother stared at him before clearing her throat sparing a small glance at the device and noted in relief that it was somewhat still intact. She clapped her hands together to gain the attention of the others. “If we can’t call for help then we go and get it,” she stated as a matter of factly. “That will take too long, by the time we pack up it will already be nightfall, and who’s to say the sheriff will be willing to talk to us in the middle of the night, that’s if we somehow get back to town before tomorrow!” Isa
Fury bubbled and brewed beneath the surface of his skin pushing against it savagely almost threatening to tear his flesh apart just to be released. A new bandage made itself at home around his knuckles where he had taken his rage out on an innocent building and yet it gave him no relief. The rage churned violently beneath his dark eyes as he stared at the family across the clearing frantically trying to get a search party together. Why was none of his plans working out? How has she once again slipped from his grasp? Why was she so unwilling to stay in place until he retrieved her. Once again, she had gone beyond both his reach and his sight. Once again, he would have to push back his plans and wait until she was found, and it infuriated him to no end. Oh, how he would take pleasure in punishing her for her unacceptable behavior. As if it had not been enough that he had been forced to wait two years to see her, now she was gone again. He would be sure she would not wander out of his
Sheriff John Dalton had his hands full with a worried and frantic woman named Jean Winters. He had been dealing with her since she had nearly kicked down his door this morning at dawn. He understood that the woman was frantic to find her daughter before the freeze set in but there was only so much the man could do. His wife had been a saint at helping soothe a bit of the mother’s worry, but even that had not lasted long. He had to ensure the locals did not stumble upon the pack’s territory whilst still looking for the girl wherever they could. Of course, he had brought up asking them for help locating the girl, but Jean had outright refused. The pack didn’t know about Jeffery’s passing or the fact that they had returned to Black pines. Unknown to the rest of the Winters family the sheriff had known the worried brunette most of his life, having been born and raised here, in the quaint little town of Black Pines. Of course, she hadn’t changed since he had first met her as a child and a
Isaac Winters watched impatiently as people slowly signed up for the search party that would soon be headed out. He stood there by the sign-up sheet, foot tapping with his haste and fingers drumming to the beat of his impatience in the nooks of his elbows. A glower on his olive skin, hazel eyes dark with impatience and anger. How long does it take to sign a damn piece of paper and start looking? The eighteen-year-old twin was very anxious to get out there and find his other half. He couldn’t understand what was taking the sheriff so long to start the search party. It didn’t help his impatience that his mother had begun pacing back and forth constantly worried about the slow but steady drop in temperature. Especially after what looked like a serious conversation she had with the sheriff. When her son asked about the conversation he was brushed off, all she said was it had something to do with finding his sister. Isaac despised secrets, especially now since his own secrets had almost d