No one knew exactly what was said in the conversation between Rhiannon of Isrion and Dimitri Smirnov, but forty-eight hours later, three transatlantic cruise ships were leaving New York, carrying nearly seven thousand lycans to the United Kingdom.Two weeks at sea wasn’t exactly a walk in the park, but it gave them time to get organized for what would happen once they arrived.Restoring the old Isrion lineage was no easy task, but at least in Europe, they were looking forward to it, and Rhiannon tried to help as much as she could with the distribution of lycans to their new reserves and support for those with special needs.Fortunately, there were still huge families that could not be separated. During the years of persecution the resistance had created their own packs, and it was not wise to break them up either, so one of the last options was to turn to the Wales reserve.Since it had been adjoined to the Watchtower prison for so long, no pack had been able to claim it, but Rhiannon
“Were you planning on inviting me or were you just going to leave me out?”Aidan raised his head to look at his mother and his face became a mask of discomfort. Coming home after his father’s death had been difficult, but Erea not showing a single sign of feeling sorry for it had made him question his whole life entirely.Her only insistence was that he ascend to the lycan throne, crown himself as the new king, and wage a new war for control that Aidan neither wanted nor needed; so arguments with her were the order of the day.The only reason he had returned to the royal house was because, however much he disliked it, the name Casthiel was still powerful regardless of his father’s death, and he hoped he could use it to influence the Alphas of America.“No, I wasn’t planning on inviting you, and I would definitely prefer that you not participate,” he stated with determination.“Well, whether you like it or not, I’m still the queen, so everything is done with my approval, or it’s not,”
“Get out of here!”Brennan didn’t know if that growl was coming from Aidan or from Akela, but he felt himself being pushed down one of the side corridors until he tripped on the stairs and rolled down fifteen steps.“Go away!”“I’m not leaving you!” said the Beta as he made an attempt to climb up the stairs again, but a look from his Alpha stopped him.“She’s only going to hurt me, but she’ll kill you, you know that! Go, get help!”The door leading to the stairs creaked open, and Brennan leapt to the foot of the stairs, bolting for the lower floors while Aidan just closed his eyes, praying to the Goddess to allow his Beta to escape unscathed.He didn’t know if it had been hours, days, or just minutes when he opened his eyes again. He smelled smoke and singed fabric, so it didn’t take him too long to realize he was somewhere in the royal house that had been set on fire the night of the coronation.He tried to remember what had happened before he got there, but all that went through his
He was fighting so hard to free himself that his body was aching in places that shouldn’t even exist, but Aidan Casthiel was well aware that his struggle wouldn’t last more than a day or two. The silver was wreaking havoc on his system and would not even allow him to fight.He watched his mother approach for the tenth time, holding some sort of concoction that she forced down the tube she had managed to shove down his throat. By now, even his head was strapped to the plank and he could finally understand what it must have been like for Rhiannon to feel the helplessness of being reduced by silver.It was unbearable, but knowing that her mother was recreating the rituals to subdue Akela again was far worse.He listened to her pray with passion and closed his eyes, feeling the effect of the concoction throughout his body. The last one had filled his dreams with horrible nightmares where his wolf was chasing him and dismembering him bit by bit. Akela had had to calm him down for several h
Hiro growled over Alanna’s shoulder, and the she-wolf moved backwards, bumping into him.“Hey! I don’t think your mate appreciates your invading my personal space, so... shoo, shoo!” she protested.“How come in all these centuries you haven’t got yourself a boyfriend?” replied Hiro, and the she-wolf gave him a hateful look. “If you keep opening your eyes like that, people might think you need some eyedrops!” Hiro teased her and Alanna snorted with frustration.“We’re supposed to be on an important mission. You shouldn’t be joking so much.”“Oh, for the Goddess sake! Look at us!” Hiro opened his arms, showing all the mud they had smeared on their clothes to hide the smell as they approached the royal house.“Will you two shut up?” Maddox scolded them. “Even Milo isn’t as annoying as you two.”“Shshshshshsh... I can hear Brennan’s wolf.” Alanna whispered, and indeed, not two minutes had passed when they saw Ballard slink past them.He was limping, and blood was pouring from a wound in o
She could barely stand, but it looked like the Keqzhara were touched by the Goddess after all, because the adrenaline hit was enough for Raksha to come out of her body without being able to materialize, but ready to fulfill her role.However, minutes passed and she still wasn’t able to free Akela. Something that took only seconds before was now a difficult struggle between the two wolves.“Raksha... what’s wrong?” asked Rhiannon, feeling weaker and weaker with every second Rhiannon was having her outside of her.“He won’t come out...” the fangs of her she-wolf’s spirit struggled over Aidan’s body, but only a dejected howl could be heard from Akela.“I hurt him... I hurt him...” he repeated like a broken record. “He won’t love me anymore...he won’t love me any—”“Akela, Aidan will always love you,” said Rhiannon with difficulty.“But I hurt him badly... I hurt the brat...”“And he’s going to die unless you help him. You’re both going to die.” Rhiannon slipped out of Maddox’s arms and w
Rhiannon finished the report in record time because fortunately, everything was quite organized, so she only needed to talk to Maddox about the materials needed for the construction of the new houses. She was so focused as she walked through the warehouse that she didn’t notice that someone had been watching her for a while, and when she turned to leave, she was met head-on by a firm and once again strong body.Aidan caught her before she fell backwards to the floor, and Rhiannon closed her hands over her arms to brace herself, but the small burst of heat that seemed to render them both mute was enough to make her pull back, clearing her throat.“Aidan! How can I help you?” she said raising her eyebrows and addressing him with the same composure she would maintain with any other lycan.For a second she could see the sadness and disappointment in Aidan’s eyes, but he just looked away before speaking.“I, um...” he tried to concentrate. “I wanted to thank you for saving me, and... don’t
Theo Silvano turned just in time to see the last Lycan he thought would dare to look for him get out of a car, but after all, he had lost the favor of the former king, and that one was already dead anyway.“I heard that you didn’t want to lower your head,” said the lycan derisively arriving next to him while he buttoned the jacket of his elegant suit.“I heard that you didn’t either,” Theo responded, holding out his hand. “Saito Nader... The great General Nader! I confess I didn’t think I’d see you before I left.“That’s because you’re not going anywhere,” assured the general returning the gesture in greeting. “I mean... unless next time you want to face the fangs of your freed wolf.”Theo lifted his chin with a curious gesture as he looked at Nader’s hand that was pointing toward the back seat of his car. He ordered his own vans, which were ready to return to Brazil with the rest of his court, to stop and climbed into General Nader’s car. He didn’t say a word as he was directed to th