Why was Alexander the lucky you to be called home? I’m not saying I haven’t enjoyed traveling around Europe, Asia, and Africa. It had been a blast to get this time to meet other packs, start building alliances, and spend quality time with Papa and Alexander. We can’t spend as much time as a family after the war. We all had our Beta duties to our packs and our D’Amore to watch over.  The issue I have had with being gone is told parts. I missed seeing my baby sister bring the broody giant Ivan to heel. That subject alone has multiple layers. And one of those layers leads us to my second issue. My BABY sister found her mate before me. I have visited all these packs and nothing!  I know finding my mate wasn’t the focus of this trip, but damn it, I was hopeful. My wolf was optimistic. We both had this good feeling

I knew that Ironfur was essentially in the middle of nowhere. I hadn’t considered what that entailed until I exited the plane. I hadn’t expected a metropolis or anything. It was a private airstrip, again not uncommon for werewolf packs with the space to build one. The three Sicilian packs use the same private airstrip. It helps avoid possible issues with humans. There was nothing to see besides two buildings: the hangar and the other for people traveling. It was all trees as far as I could see. I enjoy nature as much as the next werewolf, but I suddenly missed civilization and worried about what we would be walking into. “This way, Beta Damon and Beta Zoe. There is a car waiting.” Dean waved us on as he and another Ironfur pack member grabbed our bags. It had been cold in Massachusetts, but it had been tolerable. It was below freezing as snow was on the ground, and I could see my breath in the air. I was happy to get into the warmth of the running SUV Alpha Finn had sent to pic

Our rooms at Ironfur were nice. My room even had a beautiful view of the lake. Papa’s room was across the hall, so he had a view of the drive and wooded area of the narrow island. He didn’t seem to mind. The two other rank-blooded females flanked my room. Séréna has kept to herself, probably in her best interest. I have a feeling she’d be a pain in my ass while I’m here—the other female, April seemed polite enough. The male, Gamma Heir Emmett, was another story.  “Beta Zoe, may I have a moment?” Emmett paused, fist raised to knock when I opened my bedroom door. In a few years, he might be cute. He has potential, but he’s still young. Or he looks young. I could be wrong, and he’s closer to my age than

Ahhh, sweet silence. My shoulders relaxed as the pair of beefcakes turned into magnetite statues. It’s not my usual choice, but it was fitting, given I’m in Ironfur. Magnetite is an iron-rich stone, after all. I took a moment to appreciate their faces now that they weren’t fighting or speaking. The Goddess may be testing my patience with these two, but physically, she chose well. I slowly walked around the statues, admiring their physiques. As I noted their firm glutes, I thought of my cousin. André would certainly approve of their bodies. Though I imagine he and his sister Katrina would agree their personalities left something to be desired. ‘That is a bit harsh. You don’t know them. And you certainly cannot hold that they have slept around against them. Do you want me to list off every male you’ve slept with?’ Viatrix said. ‘Who said anything about holding their promiscuous past against them? I don’t care how many women they’ve fucked. They better not care how many men I’ve been w

I was physically and certainly mentally exhausted when my head hit my pillow. I should have fallen straight to sleep, yet, like always, I couldn’t. This whole trip has been nothing but restless sleep. I wanted to be in my bed, house, and territory. I wanted to be where the sights, sounds, and smells were familiar again. I wanted to go home, now probably more than ever. I didn’t think this was how finding my mate would go. Beyond only expecting to find one mate, I hadn’t ever thought I’d be so annoyed at my mate and his utter lack of consideration and respect for me that I’d use my gift against him. I did feel bad about turning Gunnar and Henrik to stone, or a part of me did. I know it was unfair of me, and I should have just walked away if I didn’t want an argument. ‘Instead, you lost your temper and turned them to stone.’ Viatrix helpfully interjected. ‘They may not have truly deserved it, but they needed a time out, and I needed some peace and quiet. I’d like peace and quiet, whi