He could still fight the wolf.
He could still win .
Listen to me, he begged. She means us no
harm. She is new to all of this just as I once was. She needs to harmonize
with her beast as I have done with you. Give her the chance. Give me the chance to right the wrongs our pack has done against her kind.
I am protecting us, his
wolf insisted. I cannot defend you if you keep me locked away. She
isn’t able to control her urges.
He knew the wolf had a point, and it was with that
reasoning that he finally allowed the wolf to envelope his soul. Within only a
few seconds, the large red wolf was standing proudly before the white bear who
cowered against the cave wall. She was much bigger than him, but she was
terrified.
The scent of her fear was stronger than any other smell
in the moment, which explained why Dimitri didn’t notice they weren’t alone.
His ears perked up immediately when he heard the angry growls coming from the
entrance of the cave.
The red wolf turned his head to see the two enormous
bears standing there, and they looked very, very angry.
Ten
T his was not how Mrs. Bamey imagined Presley’s
homecoming turning out. Her recent spike in blood pressure could most
certainly be blamed on the tension between her husband and Arnold Goult, though
she wasn’t sure why Arnold was so apprehensive about revealing the girl’s
heritage to her. She’d been patient and understanding when Pierce passed away,
and she’d been beyond livid when Caroline abandoned her only cub. What sort of
mother could do that? Mrs. Bamey had never been able to come up with a
reasonable explanation as to why her childhood friend had done such a thing.
It was common for humans, perhaps, but never for an ursithrope. Cubs
were the most crucial part of their existence. Charlotte would’ve never given
up her boys.
Her precious boys. Her heart still ached for Liam and
there was a sadness deeply embedded within her soul; a sadness that would never
go away. Losing one of her cubs damn near killed her. Of course she was angry
at the ones responsible for his death, but she had to remain strong for
Lorcan’s sake. She couldn’t let her son see her be weak when he depended on
her to be so strong. It was what a good mother would do for her child.
Their numbers had dwindled in Kadenburg over the last few
years, and it seemed that only Charlotte and her husband were concerned about
it. The ursithropes, at one time, flourished in the small town, but that
changed drastically when the threat of lycanthropes became real. Charlotte had
never gone head to head with one before, but she remembered seeing them at
‘town meetings’. She could remember the judgment in their eyes and how cold
they had been towards her and her fellow ursithropes. She knew the dangers
that always followed close behind the wolves, and she had hoped her sons would
never have to deal with the brutal, blood-thirsty monsters.
Since their creation in the late 1800’s, the
ursithropes decided to migrate in large groups to different parts of the world,
where they could exist peacefully among humans and uphold the laws of Urseth.
Unlike the bears that lived before them, they decided solitary lifestyles would
be too dangerous for an individual ursithrope-either male or female. The
continuation of their kind depended on families inhabiting the same areas, and mating
their sons and daughters together.
That’s why it was crucial for Presley to know who she
was. Charlotte had always hoped she would end up with either Liam or Lorcan,
and it saddened her to know that Liam would never have the opportunity to know
a love like his parents shared.
She heaved a sigh, placing the dish towel on the
counter as she gazed out the window towards the vast, open field that rested
behind their home. She could remember Liam and Lorcan playing cowboys and
Indians as if it were only yesterday. Her eyes became misty as she smiled
sadly.
In the beginning, there had been ten ursithrope
families
He could still win .
Listen to me, he begged. She means us no
harm. She is new to all of this just as I once was. She needs to harmonize
with her beast as I have done with you. Give her the chance. Give me the chance to right the wrongs our pack has done against her kind.
I am protecting us, his
wolf insisted. I cannot defend you if you keep me locked away. She
isn’t able to control her urges.
He knew the wolf had a point, and it was with that
reasoning that he finally allowed the wolf to envelope his soul. Within only a
few seconds, the large red wolf was standing proudly before the white bear who
cowered against the cave wall. She was much bigger than him, but she was
terrified.
The scent of her fear was stronger than any other smell
in the moment, which explained why Dimitri didn’t notice they weren’t alone.
His ears perked up immediately when he heard the angry growls coming from the
entrance of the cave.
The red wolf turned his head to see the two enormous
bears standing there, and they looked very, very angry.
Ten
T his was not how Mrs. Bamey imagined Presley’s
homecoming turning out. Her recent spike in blood pressure could most
certainly be blamed on the tension between her husband and Arnold Goult, though
she wasn’t sure why Arnold was so apprehensive about revealing the girl’s
heritage to her. She’d been patient and understanding when Pierce passed away,
and she’d been beyond livid when Caroline abandoned her only cub. What sort of
mother could do that? Mrs. Bamey had never been able to come up with a
reasonable explanation as to why her childhood friend had done such a thing.
It was common for humans, perhaps, but never for an ursithrope. Cubs
were the most crucial part of their existence. Charlotte would’ve never given
up her boys.
Her precious boys. Her heart still ached for Liam and
there was a sadness deeply embedded within her soul; a sadness that would never
go away. Losing one of her cubs damn near killed her. Of course she was angry
at the ones responsible for his death, but she had to remain strong for
Lorcan’s sake. She couldn’t let her son see her be weak when he depended on
her to be so strong. It was what a good mother would do for her child.
Their numbers had dwindled in Kadenburg over the last few
years, and it seemed that only Charlotte and her husband were concerned about
it. The ursithropes, at one time, flourished in the small town, but that
changed drastically when the threat of lycanthropes became real. Charlotte had
never gone head to head with one before, but she remembered seeing them at
‘town meetings’. She could remember the judgment in their eyes and how cold
they had been towards her and her fellow ursithropes. She knew the dangers
that always followed close behind the wolves, and she had hoped her sons would
never have to deal with the brutal, blood-thirsty monsters.
Since their creation in the late 1800’s, the
ursithropes decided to migrate in large groups to different parts of the world,
where they could exist peacefully among humans and uphold the laws of Urseth.
Unlike the bears that lived before them, they decided solitary lifestyles would
be too dangerous for an individual ursithrope-either male or female. The
continuation of their kind depended on families inhabiting the same areas, and mating
their sons and daughters together.
That’s why it was crucial for Presley to know who she
was. Charlotte had always hoped she would end up with either Liam or Lorcan,
and it saddened her to know that Liam would never have the opportunity to know
a love like his parents shared.
She heaved a sigh, placing the dish towel on the
counter as she gazed out the window towards the vast, open field that rested
behind their home. She could remember Liam and Lorcan playing cowboys and
Indians as if it were only yesterday. Her eyes became misty as she smiled
sadly.
In the beginning, there had been ten ursithrope
families
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