THE AWAKENING

In the days that followed, Cassandra found herself overwhelmed with the newfound knowledge that’d flooded her brain at Iona’s passing.

Suddenly, she had access to her lineage, understanding how the bloodlines crossed and intersected and how the Mother Goddess cherished her wolf-children and blessed them with gifts that surpassed anything humanity had ever known.

She knew at a glance someone’s intentions as their energy pulsed with malicious or generous intent. It was unnerving at first but she embraced her gifts with courage and determination.

Her babies, a girl and a boy, were named Ianna and Veris, and they were exceptional children who grew like beautiful, alien weeds that were both dangerous and yet mesmerizing.

And they had the ability to transform at will, which made for some challenging parenting. Cassandra never knew if she were going to find pups or babies in the cradle but she always knew where to find them if they happened to escape their beds.

She suckled them as both human and wolf, depending on her pups disposition. It was easier to discipline them in her wolf form, leaning on instinct when necessary. But the love she felt for her babies was equally strong in either form.

“You are amazing with them,” Tieran said with pride. “You are a formidable Alpha’s Mate. You will raise our pups with strong hearts and even stronger minds.”

Cassandra smiled and accepted his praise with a glowing heart. So much had changed in such a short time frame that it was difficult to comprehend how radical the switch in her life.

She went from a nobody in college, struggling to find her identity in books and academia when her true identity had been hidden from her until fate determined it was time to emerge.

And as traumatic as certain events were, Cassandra wouldn’t trade her life for anything.

Since Ulster’s defeat, Cassandra and Tieran had managed to convince a few of Clan Janus to join with Barrachius but it was not an easy transition.

Ingrained prejudices made for tense relationships but a few were grateful for the change and ready to embrace a new way of thinking, particularly the women who’d been horrifically abused, such as Arja, who in spite of her limp, had become quite helpful in the kitchen with Hannah.

But it wasn’t factions within Clan Janus that worried Cassandra and Tieran. It was a threat from within that had nearly taken everything.

Serra, in spite of an exhaustive search, had managed to escape justice. The fact that she roamed free was a worry that kept both Tieran and Cassandra awake at night.

Tieran, gazing at their sleeping twins, said, “If she dares to step foot on Clan Barrachius land I will know.”

“As will I,” Cassandra said with deadly calm. “She would be foolish to try.”

Tieran smiled in approval at Cassandra’s fierce protectiveness. He knew she didn’t offer idle threats either.

“If she hadn’t tried to kill me and the babies, I could’ve been compassionate to her situation,” Cassandra shared. “I cannot imagine the agony of losing my heart to the one I couldn’t have.”

Tieran’s expression darkened with regret. “Serra was right in that I never should’ve allowed her to stay. I should’ve known she would not go down without a fight. I put you and the babies in danger and I will never forget that.”

Cassandra caressed his jaw. “Don’t take on her decision as somehow your fault. You are not to blame for her actions.”

Since Iona had passed on her knowledge, Cassandra had been able to unlock gifts that had been lying dormant in her mind. She felt the weight of his guilt and it pained her to know that he blamed himself for Serra’s actions.

“You are such a good man,” she whispered, brushing a kiss across his lips. “Solid, strong, and firm, but able to know the difference between kindness and weakness.”

Tieran smiled with love in his eyes. “You are a gift from the Goddess.”

“Damn straight I am.” She grinned, accepting the compliment with bold cheekiness. Cassandra was one bad ass Seer, one that definitely didn’t take any shit from anyone and she liked that about herself.

“You have that look,” Tieran noted with a faint smile.

“Which look is that?”

want

better hope never to cross paths with me. I fear that confrontation would

sobered and pulled her to him, sealing his mouth to hers in a fierce kiss that

this man more than

being my perfect True Mate. I look forward to a lifetime with you by my

that. Cassandra smiled as he pushed her down to the bed. “And what exactly

always swollen now with milk for their twins. He paused to

seconds, his sharp sense of smell caught her

her quivering flesh. “I could happily die with

two of

now,” he commanded, rising above her as she laid back.

at the Alpha tone, creating more wetness to dribble from her slit.

enough to ruin her for life. He was her everything.

he fucked like

was

the present was exactly as she wanted it to

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his partner Rook Valentino, surveying the gore and violence spread around like the white powder spilled all over

team as they converged on the abandoned warehouse, the sounds of

always miss the good times,” Rook said, his eagle eye taking in every

at picking up even the smallest clue. “I didn’t even get to fire my newest toy.” He shouldered his AK-47 with a grunt of disappointment. “Day late and a dollar short. Story of my life. What

this was anything else, the players would be dead but the dope would be gone. I’d say there’s a cool five hundred

deal? If it’s not vigilante justice, maybe a rival gang

Elijah agreed but something else was tingling in his senses, a warning of something bigger, more sinister and far more dangerous than a bunch

his nose to surreptitiously scent the air. There it was...the lingering scent of something that immediately caused his lip to

waited, tensed and alert. Rook was human but

something,

but yeah,” he admitted, keeping his voice low. “And

all,” Rook said, grinning. “Nothing like coming to a

“’Cause the bullets you got in that thing will

hang out with you? One of these days you’re gonna get me

you I’m a bad influence,” Elijah said, going to one

closer look. Rook followed. His hunch proved

“You know him?”

this territory for generations.” He paused in thought. “This doesn’t feel right. There hasn’t

stand to gain from removing this guy?” Rook gestured to the

a Keller involved. They’re too fat

happy and things did not end well,” Rook said, surveying

scene told a brutal story. But there was something else, something beneath the

rose, his sharp gaze roving the scene, taking in every detail. They’d been planning this bust for weeks but Elijah hadn’t realized that the Westing pack leader was

he certainly hadn’t expected to