Saying goodbye. “Trust the Mulder Alpha, he holds the second of three!” Fern’s voice kept ringing in my ears. Is that what she meant, that Rory’s dagger was similar to the dagger Fiona used in the battle. Would it have killed me? It didn’t kill Fern, but is that because she has tied herself to Leona and Lex? It certainly was a powerful weapon. I could feel its power as soon as it cut my palm. With every cut it took longer to heal. I could feel a slight tingle in the wound, as I clasp it open and shut repeatedly. “Still healing?” Lance’s voice comes from the office door, his body engulfing the door frame as he lent up against it. “It’s taking longer this time.” I say as I trace my finger across the wound, even with Lance’s alpha saliva it wasn’t quite there yet. “Want me to re-lick it?” He smirks seductively as he walks into the office and closes the door behind him. “Well…if you’re offering.” I smile back at him before taking on a more serious tone. “I think Rory’s dagger migh
Christmas with the family. It was now December, Christmas Eve to be precise, and I was so excited to not only experience Lex’s and Leona’s first Christmas but to start training with Giovanni on Boxing Day. I had weaned Lex and Leona completely off me and they were now on solids and cow’s milk. Colette couldn’t believe their development. I knew shifter children developed quicker than human babies, but Colette found it hard to get her head around it. In fact, Lex was almost a similar size to Rayna even though he was 5 months younger than her. Colette was heavily pregnant and her mood swings were increasing. She was quite adamant that she didn’t want to know the baby’s gender this time around and was quite blunt to Mav about it. They had moved back to their house near the Mulder pack, she wanted her space and I understood, she was uncomfortable nesting in someone else’s home. I still saw her regularly and Mav every day. We had even babysat Rayna a couple of times so Colette could get
Boxing DayChristmas was everything and more. We didn’t buy Lex and Leona much because..well they are babies and didn’t actually know it was Christmas. The day was more for us and I thoroughly enjoyed making those memories as a family. Blake’s and Trey’s ceremony was beautiful and I can see why people waited for a special marking. But Lance had waited for so long to mark me that I didn’t regret our love story for one moment. Our wedding would be our celebration in front of our family and friends and the ceremony got me excited to start planning when I returned from training with Giovanni. I would definitely ask Blake to help with the planning. Their ceremony was under the winter night’s sky with the stars acting as twinkling fairy lights against the strong moon’s glow. She had been growing her hair out for the occasion and instead of the pixie cut when I first met her, she had managed to grow it out into a long bob, which she styled wavy with winter berries styled in a number of r
A pledge. Lance POVAida had been extremely quiet on the drive back home. After packing we said our goodbyes and wished Trey good luck for his training with Giovanni. “Are you okay?” I place my hand on her thigh, as I check the rear view mirror. Both babies were sound asleep in their car seats and I was leading the security convoy back home. Brennan insisted on returning sooner than planned with us, he wanted to give Aida a full check up. He quietly said to me that judging by the twin’s early arrival we need to consider March onwards for her delivery. “I’m just a little shocked that’s all.” “You’re putting your block up, I can’t feel you. Aren’t you excited?”“Yes of course, of course I am. I just…I just wanted to do the training…to help keep them safe.” She looks out of her side window, not letting me look at the emotions on her face. “Angel, you don’t need to train to keep them safe. I have an army of warriors to keep them safe, I will keep you all safe.” …..“Aida would you
Thank you so much for joining me on this journey. Aida and Lance will return in the next book which will be concentrating on the story of Rory and Axel. This will be released in September. I’ll keep you posted of developments. If you have enjoyed this book please press on the top three dots on the right hand side of this page and leave a review on the book’s main goodnovel page. You can also follow me on social media. I will now complete more regular updates with The Legacy of the Alpha King: Hiding his secret twins which is a completely different story to the Santos Royal pack series. Your support and patience with updates has meant the world. I am a mother with a full time job and started writing as a hobby which I love and would now love to make my career going forward. This is becoming more possible thanks to your support. ❤️❤️
The Rise of the Alpha Luna. The Royal Santos Pack Series.Book Two. ***Spoiler for book one, do not read without reading book one - Fated to the Lycan Prince by Ebony Woods***Chapter One Turning Rogue. I had been doing so well in rebuilding my life, trying to create some sort of new happiness. I mean I didn’t ever truly believe I would be a happy person, but hoped for some happy times. I had new friends, people that actually wanted to be around me and not because I was part of their pack, they actually felt I was worthy enough of getting to know. I was doing well at training, rising through the ranks to be almost as strong as a well trained she-lycan, which for a she-wolf was impressive. My nightmares had been less frequent, they’ll never fully leave me as they have imprinted their lasting damage as if a physical scar on my skin, but I was managing well with keeping them at bay. I had Axel who I had adopted as my brother, the type of brother I should have been gifted from birth
A wolf without a pack. I was in a mind fog on the drive from the Mulder pack to the Sagar pack because the journey seemed like nothing at all. But the journey back to the Royal Santos pack was taking longer than expected. My thoughts were going into overdrive. The severity of my actions finally catching up with me. My wolf, having been on strike when Saskia lunged for me, is now back and anxious. She has no pack. She has no family. This wasn’t good for a wolf. I wasn’t expecting this. The skin side had been angry for so long, the anger actually kept a low burning flame ignited in the pit of my stomach. But the fur side was struggling. I was feeling light headed and nauseous from her constant state of anxiety. “Can we stop?” I ask with my eyes closed. “We haven’t got long to go…” Mav replies from the driver’s seat. “I’m not feeling too good.” I was hot and clammy, bile trying to rise up in my throat. I’m already trying to open the back seat door which at a high speed on a motorway
A late night and an early morning. After a quick facilities break at the service station we are back on the motorway in no time. Mav kept looking at me through the rear view mirror every now and again, just checking my hands aren’t reaching for the door. He denied it when I told him my wolf wasn’t as on edge having been fed, but he drove in the slow lane nonetheless. Ricardo and Blake were quiet, they were clearly mind-linking one another. I already couldn’t mind-link the lycans, now I can’t even mind-link another werewolf. I closed my eyes, tiredness taking over me and I give in, hoping at least by the time I wake up we should be pulling up to the Royal Santos Lycan pack. “Aida?” I hear Queen Lorrel call my name. Where was I? “Hhmm?” I respond still half asleep. “Sshh Mother don’t wake her!” Ricardo hushes. “What happened?” “If I tell you, you have to promise not to mind-link Lance?” Is he carrying me? I’m being walked up some stairs but I’m too exhausted to battle the call to