WYATT I was waiting anxiously for Kacela to get back. She and Earl were only gone for a total of three days but it felt like ages. Nellie had teased me about my lack of focus, giving up and dealing with most of the pack issues herself. I didn’t mind. I was grateful. I was pacing in front of the doors and making the servants nervous. One worked up enough courage and came to me. “My king, we can mind link you when she arrives,” Toby said, tentatively. I smiled at him, reassuringly. “They’re going to mind link me when she comes through the front gate. I am just excited.” He smiled a tolerant smile at me. “I understand.” He went back to sweeping the entry way. I stepped outside to continue my pacing so that I wouldn’t disturb their work. Shortly after midnight I finally got the mind link that they were coming through the gate. I stood on the steps, impatient, waiting for Kacela to get here. When the car drove up, I ran down the stairs. Earl was driving and he looked exh

KACELAI knew that Earl and Wyatt were waiting for me so I grabbed a sandwich from the buffet in the dining room and hurried over to Wyatt’s office.  I could hear laughing on the other side of the door, so I slowed, not wanting to interrupt anything.  I could hear Earl talking.“And then I realized she had booked us in coach.  Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve flown coach?” Wyatt was roaring with laughter as Earl recounted some of the less luxurious aspects of our trip.  Even Nellie was sympathetic.“What did you do with your legs?” she asked.“He folded them up and ignored the pointed glares from the woman in front of us,” I said, walking in and taking a bite from my sandwich. “She was pretty angry,” Earl admitted.  “But the flight attendant said I couldn’t stick them into the aisle.”“They’d get run over by

KACELAWe met out at the gate.  Earl had grabbed two of the warriors we had worked with before, Bob and Toby, and had also grabbed Julie’s brother, Eliot.  Eliot had a determined look on his face.  I saw Wyatt sizing him up and looking at him suspiciously, but I felt good about him.  I knew what it was like to have a family member betray what you hold dear.  I wanted answers and I wanted vengeance.  I imagined Eliot was having the same gamut of emotions.We all held bags and began undressing at the gate.  I was still shy about it but they had been doing this for decades around each other and no one batted an eye.  I put my clothes in Wyatt’s bag and stood awkwardly at the edge of the group and shifted, bones cracking and making the horrible noises that wolves make when we shift.  The group looked at me with sympathy because it really sounds like it hurts but then their looks of sympathy changed to amazement. 

KACELAWe were gathered in the office at noon the next day, a repeat of our previous meeting.  Lia and Jarrett were also there, waiting for an update.“So, my idea of bringing Eliot didn’t go so well,” I said, ruefully rubbing the back of my neck where some of the deepest gashes had happened and were still healing. Dali had done her best to heal me but I was definitely sore still and she had told me it would take a few days.  Werewolves healed themselves, but not as fast as Lycans.  Lucky beasts.“We heard,” Jarrett said, his mouth in a slight twist.  “It ended well, though.  Seems like you atoned for your mistake.”Lia swatted at him.  “Jarrett.  We all make mistakes.  Kacela didn’t have anything to atone for.”I grinned at the both of them.  “Yep.  I beat a Lycan.  I more than atoned.”Wyatt squeezed m

KACELAI quickly changed into a black maxi skirt and a tank top, grabbing a light shawl to put over my arms if I got cold.  I took my hair down, undoing the braid and letting the waves fall softly down my back, pinning one of the sides back.  I let my hair fall over my face on my blind side, slightly camouflaging the scar. “Ready,” I told Wyatt, coming out of the bathroom.  He had also changed, putting on a pair of khaki trousers with a polo top. “Don’t hide your face,” he told me, gently, lifting up the strands that covered my face and tucking it behind my ear.  “You’re so beautiful.”I smiled at him.  “I’m glad you think so,” I said, taking his hand.  We walked downstairs together.  Wyatt had called for a car and a cute little sports car with the top down was waiting for us.  He opened the door and I slid in, gathering my skirt and makin