“Do not space out on me kid. Is the pain that bad?” Large hands gripped my shouders and walked me to the cream couch in dad’s room. Groaning at the fingers grazing my injured arm caused the tension in the room to ratchet up several levels. The hands left my shoulders as soon as my butt hit the couch. I looked up to find my dad’s green eyes staring back at me worriedly. “What happened?” “You spaced out. Love, get Syl.” Mum walked out immediately, her walk almost a jog. “I’m okay. Really.” “Its not like you to stare off into space in the middle of your sentence, son.” The landline rang. For some reason, father insisted on using the archaic thing to receive calls in the office. “Alpha Gray here.” His frown was still etched deeply onhis face and was now evident in his voice. How long do I have until mother returned? His frown etched even deeper, if such a thing was possible. His deep, bushy eyebrows curving deeper into the other. My father was a handsome man, even if I do say somys

Mason's POV(Continued)      “Do you remember when you got home Mason?” father asked calmly. “Um, not really. But the sun was just setting when I returned home. So about 5 or 6? I don’t remember much after I shifted.” “You shifted?”“Into your wolf form?” Those were the only audible words I caught from the three shocked faces of my uncle, mum and Syl. “And After that?” Dad caught in his commanding voice once again. “I don’t know. I only remember when mum came into the room.”

Mason's POV       “This is a very serious matter. The Grimrock protected ground is on fire. My son’s arm has been burnt! He was attacked.” Mother’s voice rose with each of her words. The meeting had already begun by the time I crawled behind the rusty old vent. It was clogged and dirty so I couldn’t see anyone, but I could hear them loud and clear, which served my purpose just fine. I just wanted to know what plan of action they agree on, that’s all. “The ground is forbidden to all Luna.” A high and raspy voice broke into my mother's rant. Flavius. My mind’s eye supplied the image of the burly witch.He was a bear of a ma

 Just as I got on the stairs, my phone beeped. She was outside. I changed directions and walked out of the pack house. Our pack had over seven hundred wolves but only father’s two betas and their families lived in the main house with us. There were several houses littered over the pack grounds but the majority of the pack lived in town. I guess technically speaking, the whole of Llan is our territory while the pack house was the headquarters if you will. I hurried down the stairs that led down the porch and took a shortcut between the pack house and the yard heading straight for the garage. I prayed fervently that no one would stop me. I had no doubt that the news was everywhere that I was injured -again. But I had mostly avoided everyone by not leaving the pack house. Only my family had access to me, but walking around in broad d

Kiera's POV(Contined)    “How teeth achingly sweet.” The hated voice was back. I veered from the showerhead I was going to, to the small mirror in the bathroom. Whoever lived in this house previously certainly loved her face. There were mirrors everywhere. The house was odd too. For a house that hadn’t been occupied in years, most of its utilities were in working order. In my bedroom, we only had to change the foam and the curtains, nothing else. Even the damn dresser was sturdy and still fashionable. It was clearly designed during the eighties era, but it had a retro vibe to it that I really liked. “Enough of this charade. What do you want?” I fumed at my face in the mirror. But it wa