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the most secure pack territory in the United Kingdom. Aisling had never even been off the pack lands in all her twenty four years so the fact she was missing was inconceivable, he tried constantly

only three years old, she was happily playing on the floor but his son Lennox was five and much

find her. Hugh's panic was now stratospheric, he shifted into his wolf form and searched for her for hours blinded by the all consuming and desperate need to be with his mate. Wolf matings created a strong unbreakable life- long bond and wolves that l

heard the mournful howls of the trackers and searchers, howls that spread throughout the pack at the collective grief at losing one of their own. As he approached the scene his stomach lurched at th

fraid to interfere as Hugh tore each rogue limb from limb until the grass was slick with blood and entrails. He ripped, bit and tore, not even giving them a chance to defend themselves. A few tried to run but Hugh chased them down and showed no mercy, he ripped

ll into the black hole of depression, no tears would come. In his desolation he considered the ways in which he could end his misery, shifters possess rapid healing so slashing his wrists wouldn't work, he would heal before he had the chance to bleed to death. He thought about taking an overdose, but with his wolf's fast metabolism his body would burn out any narcotics before they did

the door opened and his vale

creamed Hugh throug

gh's desk unblinking, not at

almly, and with that he turned and l

second thought. The nanny walked through the open door with Lyall on her hip and leading Lennox by the hand as she gave Hugh a frightened glance. Both she and Charles were

in. Tears pricked Hugh's eyes as his son let go of his nanny's hand and silently walked around the desk, climbed onto his father's lap and buried his face in his chest. Hugh instinctively wrapped his arms around his small son, his eyes closed as the dam finally broke and tears streaked down his f

, his voice croaky from cryin

th you, I'll eat a s

Hugh, waiting for him to get one for himself. Hugh reached over and grabbed one taking a bite. Without taking his eyes off his father, Lennox lifted his s

juice in the other. He saw pure relief flood Charles' face as he eyed the empty plate, placing the drinks

nt, Lennox picked up his juice and started to drink. Once the drinks were fin

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week at work with Fresher's week and all and she hadn't counted on her taxi finding itself in gridlocked traffic navigating the small Northern town where she had lived for the past twenty years

s one, you've run past....go b

she proceeded down the carriage until she found her seat. Luckily no one was sat in the other seats yet so she shuffled sideways into hers by the window, plonked herself down and gave a long

stares, the stares that said'poor Annie Lovell, her parents must be devastated'. Not that any of it had been her doing, but it continued to make her feel like a failure. Still, she loved her family and tried to visit a couple of times a year so it wasn't like she had gone rogue or anything, it was just... uncomfortable for her to be there. Annie had left, worked her way through university, teacher training college, and

a whistle, doors being slammed shut and the lur

lie and brother Jacques, along with some of their pack would be driving up to the Scottish Highlands for her niece's wedding. This wedding was a big deal, Amelie's daughter Aimeé was marrying into the mighty Reiver Pack, the largest pack in Scotland.

ie." soothed her wolf, sen

food and drink expensive wine... she joke

ot to give yourself away. No reacting to conversations you were having with your wolf in your head or losing your temper and shifting into your w

n the hills before we come home?'

's been far too long since we real

make her connection with the little local train which would carry her across the Yorkshire moors, back to the home she bare

you little

chocolate brown hair as herself. Like Annie, he didn't look his age, looking about thirty with no sign of greying or thinn

since meeting her mate at the Moon Festival Ball a few months ago. Jacques' teenage daughters were also in Scotland as they were to be bridesmaids, so they had a free evening at Amelie and Patric's to have a drink and catch up. Once they had

e whispered in Annie's ear as

missed this for the world."whispe

ive in the family home, persuading Patric to move in rather than moving to his town as was the norm. Their parents were aged and needed looking after especially their father and Amelie had felt she couldn't leave them. Annie's mother had been in her late thi

of 'goodnights' followed her up the stairs leaving her with a

had re- decorated it since their father died some twelve years past. Until then, her parents had kept it just as it was, perhaps

the wedding, Annie's family were obviously going as the family of the bride, the Alpha of Lunar Meadows, Henri and his Luna Betina, their children, also the pack's Beta and Delta and their respective mates and children would also be in attendance. Annie glanced at the dress she had hung on the wardrobe the night before and smiled, she loved this dress with its matching shoes and bag. Midnight blue satin ha

aid a sleepy Sa

r territory herself as she hadn't gone to the Moon Festival Ball this year. The Moon Festival was a major event in the werewolf calendar, a chance to give thanks to the Moon Goddess for their continued survival and prosperity. Each year a different pack would host the Festival Ball and this year had been the turn of the Reiver Pack. While m

th no regard for the nationality of their victims. There was certainly much written about them in human history books, but what Annie found perplexing was that not one single human seemed to have realised that the Reivers were wolves, no mention of them being extremely tall, mus

er and more vicious with each other than they were with their human counterparts with murder, arson and pillaging common in raids upon each other. Their demise came with James VI accession to the throne in 1603 and the union of England and Scotland. Little mercy was shown to the troublesome and lawless Reivers and many relocated to the Highlands, the last part of Scotland to be br

ers, had Aimeè felt unable to reject this wolf even if she wanted to, worried that a rejection could start a feud with the most feared pack in Scotland? There was no way her little pack could possibly defend itself against the Reivers, her pack was small, only a couple of thousand members. Though all the warriors both male and female trained to protect the community and ran patrol like any other

stop before we get to the Reiver territ

eplied snapping out of her reveri

ere soon and we will find ou

Annie, an uneasy feeling