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~Dex’s Point of View~ *Get ready,* I warn Kent. She only had so much time to tell me very little, but the old Dakota knew to tread very carefully around Harley because of how close their packs were. This Dakota however, doesn’t care about that. She can’t understand it and it’s not her fault. This Dakota knows she was almost forced into a marriage she didn’t want, and she’s not about to let it happen again. I love more than anything that her strength shines through. She knows her mind even when she doesn’t. Dakota won’t be a prop for some male. So when I see the veins in his face and neck practically popping through his skin I know he’s lost control of his wolf and Kent is already pushing through me in response. When a wolf is provoked, and his animal feels wronged, threatened… there’s nothing the human can do. The wolf has to fight the threat. And after all, isn’t that what us Alphas were all trained to do? But I have no real interest in hurting or killing Harley. He’s nothing
~Dakota’s Point of View~Why can’t things look familiar? I should know this, right?The entire ride home… or to my “pack”… I’m practically jumping out of my skin. Quite literally. Nothing says, ‘hey family, I’m home’ like showing up with two random guys and no memory. Not to mention for the last hour I can’t sit still.“Is it nerves or does your skin actually itch,” Dex asks, putting his hand on my arm.I look down and see bright red marks on my arm and shudder. I hadn’t even realized I was doing it. My skin flares in response and suddenly all I can think about is a freezing cold bath.“It hurts, I…” I trail off, as Dex rubs his nose against my cheek. I get a brief respite from his comfort before the feeling returns.“That’s Laney baby. She’s trying her best to push back through. With the full moon, the Goddess is calling her home,” he says, smiling with a nod.“The who,” I question, just as my leg demands a hefty scratching.I practically quiver with relief at the feeling of my nails
~Harley’s Point of View~It’s all I can do to blink the tears away as I take in the ruins of my entire world. Everything my family busted their asses for, everything I wanted to be mine. It’s all gone. Just like that.The few buildings that still stand are ruined beyond repair, and now the insides are soaked in rain to boot. There’s no doubt it’s all covered in mold at this point. “There’s nothing here honey. I tried telling you,” my mom says. I swallow hard as I run my hand through my hair. Just as I come to the packhouse, my home for my entire life, a sob nearly escapes my mouth. It’s literally rubble. It was once a three story masterpiece added onto over the years by each Alpha as they grew the pack. So much history, so many memories.“What are the numbers? I hear there were deserters. Have they had the balls to come back,” I question. With their Alpha dead, they’re all rogues now anyhow.We all are. “Uhm, ohh I have it here,” mom says, fumbling through her bag.My little sister w
~Dex’s Point of View~*They just keep coming! What the hell,* Kent shouts, as we drop and dodge a wolf hurling at our head.*They’re pissed. But we have to try and find the King. I think he’d want to be here. He’d want to see Dakota’s pack burn,* I say.Kent keeps moving but his brain practically splits in two at my words and I don’t mean to distract him. Wolves don’t care much for our human troubles. They understand the pack life and protect it, since they are family. They take care of our family so we take care of theirs. But the royal hierarchy, it's just a bunch of made up stuff. It means nothing. Though Kent isn’t stupid, he knows what it symbolizes. Not only that, he knows how heavily King Micah would be protected so attacking him on our own isn’t wise.In the chaos, it's almost easy to lose who is Misty Glen and who is the enemy. It doesn’t help that I don’t know if there are those from other packs here either. I’ve already lost William somewhere.*I need water,* Kent shouts, a
~Dakota’s Point of View~“Shit,” I groan, as I see I’ve scratched my leg so badly it's bleeding. “You need to calm down Koko. It’s been a couple hours but we may be down here all night,” a woman says, as she dumps some water onto a cloth and cleans my wound.“I can’t help it. I feel like a damn caged animal down here,” I say. Several people nearby laugh.“Don’t we all,” someone says.“You really don’t remember me do you? I’m only like your second mom. I’m your dad’s sister Sandy,” she says, smiling.I shake my head. Though I’ve met so many people since I’ve been down here it’s all a blur.“Sorry, no. I truly thought coming back here would…” I stop mid-sentence as my stomach growls, but it isn’t hungry. Well, maybe a bit. But that’s not why it’s pissed. I grunt as my legs go slack, and I fall forward. Sandy catches me, and someone else quickly moves a chair to support me.“Uhhh! Shit,” I cry out.“It’s Laney honey. She’s a fighter. The full moon is in a few hours. I’m afraid getting
~Dex’s Point of View~“How could you agree to this? We have the Almighty King Micah by the balls, literally. We could take him and the few dumbasses that actually stayed to protect him. We don’t need to risk your neck,” Garrett says.I put my hand on his shoulder and shake my head. I’ve known every one of the males from my pack for literally my entire life. They trust my judgment but they can’t wrap their heads around this crazy ass situation. Garrett is one of the warriors I’m closest to, even if he’s about ten years older than me. He’s an amazing older brother figure, and I value his opinion greatly.“I’m not sure I would believe it all myself if I hadn’t lived it. Harley has been obsessed with Dakota for years, he’s convinced they’re meant to be somehow. Or he’s entitled which only pisses me off more. Atlas went and told everyone they’re fated mates. Everyone at the palace, in the royal court. They’ll be expecting him to return with his bride, so he has to save face somehow. But it
~Dex’s Point of View~The sting of the cool air hitting my face feels like heaven. It feels like freedom. But it's all a false feeling, only temporary. I’m far too disciplined to allow myself any indulgences, but this one I’ll hold onto for the moment. It’s allowing me to ignore the blood pulsing in my ears, the hairs on my arms standing on end since I woke up this morning. Today could be the last day of my life. Or it could be what makes me a legend. My gaze moves to the sky, trying to get a glimpse of the moon that has brought me so much comfort. It's the only real constant you can count on, especially for a werewolf. *I feel its electricity! Almost like its alive I swear,* my wolf shouts, as if I will struggle to hear him from within our brain.“Coming up ladies! Man up or go crying home to mama,” someone yelled. I just caught it over the tornado whipping into the train car. I had no idea if we were at camp yet, but something told me we were. *The smell has definitely shifted. I
~Dakota’s Point of View~*Well I expected all these boys to be blithering idiots in front of us, but I didn’t expect this crap. The Goddess is NOT funny,* Laney says, sighing at the scene before us. Our mate. And he’s just as stupid and dumb a male as the rest of them! Thanks a lot Goddess!!I’d prayed for a simple, loving male. One that wouldn’t be intimidated by a female Alpha. But that’s like asking for the moon and stars. No male wants to be second fiddle to me. And this one? Ugh! I don’t know who he is, but he’s just like the rest. Big head and big… Hmm. Well, size isn’t everything.Like my virgin body would know. But still, if you’ve seen one naked male you’ve seen them all!Right? DON’T STARE!*There’s always rejection and while I don’t want a weak and pathetic mate…* Laney says, eyeing the male who’s stammering like he’s been caught tugging one out. I have enough brothers to know, sadly.But he’s kind of cute. Certainly smells good. And because he was showing off we got a ni