___________________3rd PersonDamon stomped into his war room, raking his gaze over the scale model of the various battle fronts spread out on the center table. He growled with barely contained frustration, quickly losing control and slashing his arm over the tiny wax figures dotting the Southern b
Ella“Dominic, this isn’t fair, I want to come!” I’m staring down my mate as he pulls on his shoes, my arms crossed stubbornly over my chest. I have to fight to hide my yawn from him, as I’m barely awake. The sun isn’t even up yet, but Sinclair looks as alert and energetic as ever. His adrenaline is
As we disembark hundreds of wolves press around me, crying out with a mix of joy, relief and desperation. They beg for my help, cry out questions about my plans for the war, beseech me to overthrow Damon and pledge their lives to the struggle. It’s all so overwhelming, and I’m not the only one who f
SinclairI don’t depart for the human refugee settlement alone. I take every Alpha I can find, but I take special care to rope in Kieran. The wolf has been shooting me subversive glances since we arrived. He’s been perfectly attentive to the shifter refugees, but it’s almost as though he’s angry I’m
My wolf grumbles mutinously in my head, and I’m already wracking my brains for some way to go after my missing mate. There aren’t any planes left here in the capital – at least, not any that belong to the King. “Do many Vanaran citizens own private planes?” I ask curiously, trying to keep my voice i
EllaDinner is a tense affair. I wish I could say it’s clear whether or not our efforts with this summit are paying off, but all of these Alphas play their cards so close to their chests – well, all except Kieran. The Storm Forest Alpha spends the evening glaring at everyone around him, even his ow
I rest a steadying hand on his leg, keeping my posture relaxed. “It's okay.” I soothe, trying to gentle his worth. “I’d like to hear anything Alpha Kieran has to say… or confess.” The man in question narrows his eyes at me, outrage and indignance pouring off of him in waves. “Ohh you’re too clever
EllaI’m dying.The strength and determination it requires to stay serious in the face of Kieran’s announcement is staggering. I want nothing more than to roll on the floor laughing, but something tells me that doing so would undermine this victory. I can feel Sinclair’s mirth through our bond, tho