Winter's Frost: The Oath Saga, #2

By Karin Reeve and Jolie Marvin

Broken bonds, an impending darkness, and a sacrifice forged out of love…

After returning from Hypatia and a tragic encounter with the Elder Council, Taryn Malone finds herself stuck in the middle of a renewed feud between the love of her life, Larkin Taylor, and Keiryn Falcon, the boy she can’t seem to get out of her head, or her heart. Trying to fulfill her new duties as a big sister and official pack leader, Taryn struggles to keep the peace. When a brawl between the two boys threatens to expose her darkest secret, she must make a decision that will change the scope of both relationships.

But when a vision of death shows Taryn a new threat lurking on the horizon, she chooses to make the ultimate sacrifice to ensure the survival of her loved ones. At the stroke of midnight, on the start of the New Year, all eyes are fixated upon her as she says her final good-byes before leaving with the heinous monsters that have come to claim her.

Taken to Mors, home of the Mortari, Taryn comes face-to-face with the original brothers, and is stunned when she learns of their true intentions. Knowing that a single misstep could expose the depths of her gifts, thus giving them further leverage over her, she locks down her emotions more securely than ever before.

While in the presence of the Mortari, the frequency of Taryn’s visions only increase, as do her encounters with Death. In his riddle-like way, Farren shows her things that make her question if her whole life has been one big lie. Angry and confused, her rage becomes almost impossible to contain, pushing her over a jagged edge that could keep her from ever seeing those she loves again. Will she be able to persuade her captors that setting her free is truly in their best interest? Or will her all-consuming rage make her succumb to their ways for eternity?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Red Skye Publishing
• Release date: Oct 1, 2014
• ISBN: 9781386000709

Karin Reeve

Karin Reeve is one of the coauthors of The Oath Saga Series. Karin loved stories as a child. Reading, writing, or listening to one be told. She could spend hours dreaming up a variety of colorful characters and their many adventures. As life often goes, Karin found herself busy with her family and work, and had to put aside her childhood pleasures. This remained true until a few years ago when she could no longer live without a creative outlet. She sat down in front of her computer and began writing and has not looked back since. She resides in the Midwest with her teenage son. When she is not writing, she spends her time reading, binge watching her favorite television series, creating the perfect musical playlist and taking an obscene amount  of photographs of various settings and subjects. Karin is currently branching out, writing the first of several solo projects. For additional information and updates please visit Karin's website at http://www.karinreeve.com/ or her Facebook Author Page - https://www.facebook.com/karinreeveauthor/.                

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CHAPTER ONE

Larkin Taylor stood with his chest heaving, growing angrier by the second. She’s riding with me, Falcon, end of story.

You don’t own her, Dog. She can ride with whoever she wants. Turning, Keiryn Falcon implored, Tell him, Taryn. Tell him that you want to ride with me.

With the weight of their stares bearing down upon her, Taryn Malone shook her head as a boom of thunder sounded above. Only moments ago, we buried Andyn’s mother. Do either of you care? she admonished, pointing to the fresh mound of dirt next Andyn’s younger sister, Andalyn’s, grave.

I’m sorry, Taryn, Larkin whispered, reaching up to touch her cheek. Just before his fingertips caressed her skin, she rolled her eyes and walked away, joining her mother, new little brother, and Larkin’s father, Maxym, by the SUV.

I’ll ride with Larkin, Maxym stated, trying to ease the tension.

Feel free to take the scenic route, Taryn growled. Placing an arm around Andyn’s shoulder, she gave him a comforting squeeze. Are you ready?

Glancing over once more to his mother and sister’s final resting place, his mouth curled with a weak smile. It was hard saying goodbye to a mother he barely remembered, and harder still to walk away from his little sister, but he had a new family, a new home and a new life to live. Yeah. Let’s go home.

With his shoulders slumped, Kellan James, one of Larkin’s pack members walked over. If it’s okay, I’d like to ride with the kid.

Thanks, Kellan, Taryn smiled. She did not have words to express to him how much she appreciated the way he had chosen to take Andyn under his wing and help look out for him, despite all that had happened. If only Larkin and Keiryn could be as selfless, she thought to herself.

•••••

Upon returning to the Malone home, their senses were inundated with the smell of fresh baked bread and pumpkin pie before they even set foot inside the house. Pack members Bentley and Hadley Love’s mother, Hava, and Bency Porter’s mother, Sabra, had been busy creating a feast while everyone else had helped to give Lilyan Mitchell a proper burial.

Do I smell turkey? Kellan asked, walking into the kitchen behind Andyn.

You most certainly do. If you wouldn’t mind, Kellan, we could use a few more hands setting everything out, Hava answered while carrying a large crockpot of turkey over to the island, trying to get the food placed for serving.

What can we do? he asked, knowing Andyn could use the distraction.

The two women quickly put them to work while Ilya Malone took an opportunity to speak to Taryn privately for the first time in nearly two weeks. Let’s go outside, she insisted, directing her daughter out to the driveway. I know a lot has happened. Do you need to talk about it?

There’s not much to say, Taryn sighed. As big, fat flakes of powdery snow began to fall, she glanced longingly towards the woods.

Though Ilya wanted nothing more than to wrap her little girl in her arms, she thought better of it. You’ve been through so much in such a short time.

Andyn’s endured far worse than me.

What he experienced was, without a doubt, tragic, but you, you’re trying to shoulder the entire burden alone.

Taryn turned, swiping away the tears that filled her eyes. I’ve put two people that I love and care about at odds again.

Those two boys were fighting long before you ever showed up.

That may be true...but I have always been the root cause, starting with the first time Larkin accidentally turned into a werewolf and nearly killed Keiryn.

Sweetie, that had nothing to do with you, Ilya argued.

Of course it did. Larkin dreamt of me and the werewolf gene that should have remained dormant until his twenty-first birthday suddenly reared its ugly head. He was only twelve years old. It has me written all over it, and you know it, she countered.

Gastyn Wylder, Ilya’s friend and Taryn’s teacher, cleared his throat as he walked up behind them, having overheard the last bit of their conversation. Taryn, I understand that things haven’t been easy since you’ve been back, but I think you need to look at the bigger picture. If Larkin hadn’t been afflicted at such a young age, then we would not have known that the werewolves had been called upon to destroy you. Because he was able to hear the order, things turned out much differently. The fact that you were able to evade them for even a few days gave the council pause, allowing them to change their mindset. Without that, I’m afraid everyone in our community would have been slaughtered, as not one of us would have let them have you without a fight. Maybe you are the reason the werewolf affliction took hold of Larkin at such an early age, but I for one, am certainly thankful it did.

Tears streaked down Ilya’s cheeks as she listened to her wise friend, knowing he was right. She nodded silently in agreement.

Taryn studied both her mother and her teacher. Maybe they were right, but it did nothing to ease her guilty conscience. If she had not been forced to reveal her love for Keiryn the way she had, he and Larkin would still be friends, working to repair the bond they had shared so long ago. If only she would have been more attuned to the Seer’s true intentions when she had delved into Taryn’s mind at the order of the Elder Council, things might have turned out differently and they wouldn’t be in this current predicament. She opened her mouth to speak, but was saved as more guests began to arrive and were heading in their direction.

•••••

When Taryn followed the new arrivals inside, it appeared that the entire Gaias community had turned out to help celebrate the life of Lilyan Mitchell. The food line had already begun to form, starting in the kitchen and ending near the bottom of the staircase. There was juicy turkey, fragrant ham, cranberry sauce, strawberry pretzel salad, deviled eggs, mashed potatoes, a vegetable tray, warm, crusty rolls with butter and a variety of cakes and pies.

Motioned to the middle of the line by the twins, Bentley and Hadley Love, Taryn listened while they started talking animatedly, though she couldn’t help but notice the exact moment Larkin and Maxym made it home.

Walking over to her with his head hung low, Larkin forced a smile. Hey.

Hey, she replied, looking up at him.

About earlier, I was out of line and I’m sorry.

Without saying a word she leaned against him, desperately needing to feel the comfort that only his embrace could bring. Though he wrapped his arms tightly around her, she could still feel the distance between them. Her admission to the Council, regardless of her intentions, had created a lingering effect.

As Keiryn walked in behind his father, his jaw pulled up tight at the sight of her in Larkin’s arms. Teigan Falcon prodded him towards the back of the line in an attempt to keep the two boys apart.

After everyone was seated, Beldyn and Hava Love stood, addressing their community. In light of everything that’s happened over the past few weeks, we thought it would be best to celebrate Thanksgiving together, as a family should, even if the actual holiday has already passed, Hava stated, turning to Beldyn.

Let this be a celebration of life as we remember our two dear family members, Lilyan and Andalyn Mitchell. Lilyan died trying to protect her beloved children, and we have the beautiful soul, Andalyn, who, even after her passing, played an integral part in protecting her big brother. They will be greatly missed, but never forgotten, and always in our hearts. May they rest in peace.

Taryn held Andyn’s hand beneath the table as Kellan placed an arm across the back of his chair while everyone toasted to the beloved mother and daughter.

There is someone else present that we owe a debt of thanks to. She saw through the lies that blinded us, and heard the silent cry of her brother. Taryn, from the bottom of our hearts, we all thank you for exposing the truth and saving Andyn, Beldyn acknowledged, while Hava nodded solemnly in agreement.

Squirming in her seat, Taryn blushed. Larkin slid his hand onto her knee, wanting to ease her obvious discomfort. Feeling his touch, she exhaled, steadying her emotions as everyone raised their glasses.

Speech, speech, pack members Dalen Graham, Gerrick Skye, Thorne Adams and Eben Carter chanted.

If you would indulge us, Hava smiled fondly.

With a brief glance at Larkin, Taryn pushed away from the table, smiling awkwardly as she stood. Thank you for those kind words, but it is my mother and I who owe all of you thanks. You’ve welcomed us into your community and have made Williams the place that I call home... she paused, looking around at the many faces. Ilya dabbed at the tears in her eyes, knowing exactly how much this meant to Taryn. So before I get long winded and the food gets cold, let’s eat.

Here, here, echoed throughout the house.

Larkin, leaned over, kissing her temple as she scooted forward. You did great.

Thanks.

Sitting between his father and Jonesy, Keiryn stared shamelessly in their direction. Keiryn, let it go, Teigan warned, his tone reflecting the same seriousness on his face.

The teen reluctantly looked across the table, his eyes catching briefly with Nalani Skye’s, before staring out the large window behind her.

•••••

After eating themselves into the clichéd turkey coma, the extra tables were broken down and placed in the garage for storage. Everyone gathered in the living room, curiosity still lingering regarding the events leading up to that fateful day when they were all called before the Elder Council. Gerrick and Nalani’s fathers, Lucan and Gideon Skye, shared a look before turning to Taryn.

So how’d you do it, Taryn? Lucan asked, taking a seat next to the fireplace.

Gazing out the window into the woods, she sighed. The question was not unexpected. She had known it would be a matter of when, not if. Larkin’s body tensed around her protectively. It’s alright, she assured him. Lucan, what exactly do you want to know?

Word is you jumped the Grand Canyon.

"We jumped the Canyon, Keiryn corrected him. I’m sure that you all noticed how we have a werewolf in our midst." Immediately he drew Larkin’s attention. The look between the two boys was as frosty as the winter weather now bearing down outside.

Yeah, that fact was certainly hard to miss, Gideon commented, recalling how large and imposing Larkin had been in comparison to the other werewolves in the Council’s chamber.

Staying true to the Oath he took to protect Taryn, and no longer being bound to the Oath to protect Larkin, as it was no longer a secret, Keiryn continued. Larkin’s different than the other werewolves. His affliction set in early, and it seems that a side effect of this unique occurrence gave him the ability to jump ridiculous lengths.

Teigan nodded with approval as Keiryn recalled the events of their journey, omitting certain details that would reveal Taryn’s secrets. He told them of the boat they had stumbled across on the river, and how Taryn had used her gift of Imperium to navigate the waterways. Several impressed nods were seen throughout the room as he explained how they had rummaged boats at the marina for food. By the time he was finished telling of their adventure, everyone agreed that traveling on the water had been the secret to their success on avoiding capture.

Unfortunately, the information that he provided only whet their appetite to know more. What is Death like? Layla Abbott, Dagney’s mother inquired, placing her hand over her husband’s as it rested on her shoulder.

A hushed silence fell over the room as all eyes fixated solely on Taryn. Even Larkin and Keiryn leaned forward, wanting to know more than what she had shared with them.

Farren, she paused, walking towards the fireplace. It didn’t surprise her in the least that this particular question had come up. Who wouldn’t be a little curious to know what Death was truly like? He isn’t at all like you would think. He appears differently to each person when it is their time. I suppose he chooses whatever form that will bring a person peace. A brief smile flickered on her face as she recalled how serene Andalyn had looked when Farren had come to guide her to the afterlife.

Did he show you what the other side was like? Gideon pushed, wanting to know more.

Walking with him isn’t the same as passing with him, she reasoned.

Did he explain why you can see him when no one else can? And is he here now? Lucan asked.

We never really had time to discuss why I can see him. And no, he’s not here now. The only time I can see him is when death is near. Indirectly, she glanced to Andyn who sat safely next to Kellan. She knew it was his impending death that had allowed her to see Farren that day, but the thought stirred a question of her own...why had he returned to her side when Gastyn addressed the Elder Council on her behalf. Whose death had loomed in that specific moment? Her mouth pulled up to one side and her brows turned down as she pondered the possibilities. No, she gasped, turning ghostly white, unable to ignore the stabbing in her chest that answered her question. In that moment she found utter clarity. The Council had intended to destroy her.

Larkin and Keiryn rushed to her side. Taryn, what is it? Larkin asked as he swept the hair off her shoulder.

Give her space, Dog, Keiryn growled, reaching across and shoving him.

Surrounded by their friends and family, in the middle of Taryn’s living room, the fight escalated quickly before anyone could intervene. Larkin landed a punch on Keiryn’s chin that sent him soaring through the air. The dining room table broke beneath him as he crashed into it. Gasps echoed throughout the room as the male members of each pack stood up to come to their brother’s aid. Jumping to his feet, Keiryn surged forward, intent on rushing Larkin and returning a blow of his own. His efforts were blocked by his father and Kalil James, who struggled to hold him at bay.

Enough, Gastyn thundered, warning the two teens to stop at once.

He doesn’t deserve her, Keiryn bit through clinched teeth.

And you do? Larkin countered with a smirk, egging him on.

Stop it! Taryn shouted, giving them both a disapproving look. Her heart broke knowing she was to blame for the current state of their friendship. This isn’t how a family should treat one another.

That mutt is no family of mine.

Keiryn’s words took hold, leaving a bitter taste in Larkin’s mouth. I can’t believe I ever called you brother.

A strong tremor shook the house, causing the lights to flicker and send loose items crashing down. Several of the guests who were standing had their feet knocked out from beneath them. Silence filled the air as everyone looked around.

Who’s responsible? Gideon demanded, looking to the obvious suspects, Hava and Beldyn, their twins, and even his own wife and daughter.

It wasn’t us, the twins answered in unison. Hava and Beldyn shook their heads no.

Nalani? he growled.

Consumed by the sadness caused by Keiryn’s near constant attempts to come between Taryn and Larkin, Nalani remained silent, barely noticing the tremor. Nalani!

Looking around the room, she saw some of the art work had been knocked off of the walls and picture frames were lying haphazardly about. What happened?

Nya, Nalani’s mother, ran her hand gingerly against her daughter’s jet black hair. It couldn’t have been her. She’s far too distracted to perform such an involved feat.

Then who? he demanded.

Gideon, perhaps it was Mother Nature’s way of intervening, Gastyn offered, keeping the focus away from Taryn.

When she began to move away, Larkin reached out, gently grabbing her wrist. Where are you going?

For a walk, she whispered, not wanting to make any more of a scene.

I’ll come with you.

Looking away, she shook her head as she held her breath, still fighting to cage the emotions coursing through her.

His grip tightened on her. You can’t go out alone.

Standing silently, she sent Maxym a pleading look and he immediately jumped to assist her. I’ll go with her, Son.

I’ll go, too, Teigan stated, releasing his hold on Keiryn, nodding for Kalil to do the same.

Satisfied? she asked.

Hesitantly, he loosened his hold and dropped his hand to his side. Fine, just please don’t go too far. Dagney moved and stood by her brother, trying to comfort him as they watched Taryn ascended the stairs alone to go and change into something warmer.

•••••

Away from the house and the prying eyes and ears of their guests, Teigan addressed the tremor with Taryn. It was you, wasn’t it?

Embarrassed by her momentary lapse of control, her cheeks flushed full of color that could be seen in the light of the full moon. Yes.

I’m sorry Keiryn provoked Larkin. I don’t know how to get through to him, or how to help him shut down his feelings.

Collapsing onto the snow covered ground Taryn began sobbing uncontrollably while the two men watched helplessly. Kneeling down beside her, neither knew what to do. She wrapped her arms tightly around Teigan, burying her face into the front of his coat. Cautiously, he placed his arms around her while she released all of the pent up emotion from the past few weeks.

Everything’s going to be alright, he soothed her, unsure if there was any truth to his words.

Taryn, right now it seems impossible that they’ll get beyond this, but I know they can. They just need a little time, Maxym assured her.

Seriously, time? she frowned doubtfully.

Why didn’t you lie to the Council? he asked.

Turning to face both men, she exhaled forcefully. They weren’t going to be satisfied until I gave them something. Besides, the white witch had already seen what was in my head.

I see you’re not a fan of their Seer, Teigan surmised.

Her nostrils flared, recalling the eerie woman with the pale skin and white hair. She had allowed her to see things that were best kept hidden. I should have blinded her when I had the chance, she bit, pushing to her feet and surprising both men by the darkness of her tone.

After sharing a weary look, they turned their focus back to the girl. You’re upset, Taryn. You don’t really mean that...do you? Maxym stood, placing a gentle hand on her trembling frame.

Let’s just say it’s crossed my mind a time or two. She noticed the apprehension on their faces. Shamed by her momentary weakness of wanting revenge, she looked to the snow covered ground. As she stared blankly at the white powder, the men startled when several bunnies made of snow began bounding around them.

Teigan bent down, reaching his hand out to touch one. In amazing likeness to its real-life counterpart, the rabbit’s nose twitched as it sniffed at him before allowing him to touch it. He was astounded at how life-like it felt, outside of being cold to the touch. That’s incredible, Taryn.

Her mouth curled with a small smile as her eyes began to soften. You both know how much I love your sons, right?

Of course. When you admitted your feelings to the council, we weren’t surprised. The three of you share a special bond that no one can explain. You did nothing wrong, Maxym assured her as Teigan nodded in agreement.

I’m in love with Larkin, but I can’t live without Keiryn.

You don’t have to. In spite of how he’s currently behaving, Keiryn will cave before he’d let that happen. He needs you too, but he also needs time, Teigan replied.

Just lay it out to Larkin. Make your needs clear, and he’ll find a way to accept Keiryn in your life. Maxym paused. It was pretty genius how he used Larkin’s affliction to detract from your talents.

That was definitely one of his better moments here as of late, Teigan agreed.

Are we good? Maxym asked.

Taryn nodded, wrapping her arms tightly around him. Thank you both for being so understanding, though I haven’t any idea how you can be.

Maxym placed a kiss atop her head before releasing her to hug Teigan. While she embraced him tightly, his body tensed around her.

What’s wrong? she whispered, pulling back cautiously. Neither man spoke as they moved to shield her from the unseen danger. Concentrating, she was able to sense at least eight strangers closing in from the west. Slipping between the men, she called out. Who’s there?

A tall, lean boy with shaggy blonde hair stepped forward from the shadows. Before he or anyone else had the opportunity to speak, Larkin rushed in, trailed a few moments later by Keiryn, Gerrick, Eben, Gideon and Lucan. With his chest heaving, Larkin released a throaty growl that echoed through the mountainside, causing the boy to take a step back.

Taryn reached up from behind, placing a firm hand on his shoulder. Larkin, I need for you to trust me.

Reaching back, he cupped his hand on her hip, securing her behind him. We don’t know who they are or why they’re here.

You need to trust me, she asserted, pushing forward against him. The stranger watched their exchange with wary eyes.

Looking over his shoulder, Larkin recognized the look in her eye and knew she wasn’t asking. If they so much as breathe wrong...

I know you’ll protect me. She pushed against his arm again, this time successful in her attempt. Who are you, and what do you want?

The boy stepped forward again. My name is Alderyc, and these are my brothers. He motioned to the seven other boys now standing just slightly behind him. We’re from a community in Northern California.

Why are you here? Larkin growled.

We heard a rumor about a girl from here, and wanted to see for ourselves if it was true.

Why? Keiryn questioned, focusing on the two tall boys who stepped up to flank the sides of the stranger.

Taryn pursed her lips and took a step away from her line of protectors. The newcomers stared at her intently. She could not sense any malice or ill will within them. What I’m hearing is curiosity.

Mostly, but a few of us have bets riding on if it’s true or just an exaggeration.

Casually she shrugged. Where’d you put your money?

Tilting his head, Alderyc studied her as she continued to move closer, mesmerized by the innocence in her eyes. Exaggeration.

Taryn’s mouth curled into a playful smile. He had the most intense blue-green eyes, eyes that seemed vaguely familiar, though she knew for certain they had never met before. I have bad news for you, Alderyc. I suspect that you’re going to have to pay up.

Why do you say that? he asked.

Preferring to have a little more fun with him, she ignored his question. Though he was flanked by seven of his friends, all who were rather large and imposing, she didn’t feel threatened by him. She could sense kindness, genuine curiosity, and just a little bit of apprehension radiating from him, no doubt brought on by the intense scrutiny coming from her family who stood to the rear, poised and ready to spring at the first sign of a threat. We were just about to head back to the house before you showed up. You should join us, she motioned, much to her protector’s dismay.

He held his fist in the air, halting the pack. Are you sure they’re okay with it? the boy nodded in Larkin and Keiryn’s direction.

Yeah, they’re just a tad overprotective, she grinned, walking through her line of defenders, knowing the newcomers would follow. Larkin and Keiryn each fell in beside her while Eben and Gerrick cautiously pulled up the rear. Gideon and Lucan flanked the strangers with Maxym and Teigan trailing after them.

Approaching the house, Taryn stopped and turned to Alderyc. Just so we’re clear, these people are my family and I care about each one of them very much.

Understood, he acknowledged, more than certain she was the one they sought.

When Ilya saw her little girl, she rushed outside, wrapping her arms tightly around her. Baby, I was so worried.

As you can see, I am perfectly fine, Taryn arched her brows, rolling her eyes in the direction of the strangers. Her cheeks blushed as her mother continued making a fuss.

Oh, I didn’t realize... Ilya stammered, finally noticing their guests.

Obviously, Taryn sighed, motioning for everyone to head inside.

Larkin kept an eye on Alderyc and his pack. I don’t like this.

Grabbing hold of his shirt, she pulled him in close. Trust me, she whispered, kissing his cheek.

When Alderyc stepped inside, he shot a questioning look in the direction of the broken dining room table. Is everything alright here?

Taryn swallowed hard, recalling what had happened. Just a misunderstanding between brothers.

As her family gathered round, she introduced each member to the strangers. In turn Alderyc ran through the names of his family, each giving a slight nod when their name was mentioned. The two boys who had stepped up to flank him earlier in the woods were twin brothers, Brannyn and Brysyn. They were tall and imposing with their jet black hair and eyes the color of dark chocolate. Though they gave a slight smile when their leader introduced them, Taryn could feel their unease as a palpable ripple in the air. She couldn’t blame them. They were in a strange place with strange people, seeking a girl who was toxic to werewolves and could talk with Death. The twin brothers were the only two members of the new pack that were twenty-one, causing her to wonder if their unease had anything to do with the werewolf affliction.

In true motherly fashion, Hava made warm cocoa for everyone to help remove the chill from the winter air. Andyn stayed close to Taryn, a common occurrence within newly formed packs, specifically when other true packs were near. He kept his eyes glued on the leader, waiting for any sign that they had ill intentions.

Taryn sat in the living room and watched with interest as Alderyc and his pack brothers talked casually with members of Larkin and Keiryn’s packs. His instant attraction to Nalani was obvious. Who could blame him? Taryn thought to herself. Nalani was stunningly gorgeous with her long dark hair, caramel skin and depthless gray eyes, all a product of her Native American heritage. Alderyc would be a fool not to be attracted to her amazing beauty. She found it interesting the way Keiryn paced the floor behind the sofa, watching as the boy smiled and leaned in closer to Nalani, laughing at something she said.

Growing irritated with the way everyone seemed to just welcome the strangers in, no questions asked, Larkin sat up straight. You said you heard a rumor. What was it? he prodded, wanting them gone sooner rather than later. From her spot sitting in between his legs, Taryn threw him a look of disapproval regarding his tone. Sorry, he mouthed to her.

Word is that a girl finally broke the barrier and bares the mark of a true pack leader.

That’d be pretty awesome if it’s true, Bency smirked, drawing giggles from the other girls.

Looking to Taryn, Alderyc grinned. You’re the one, aren’t you?

Leaning back comfortably in Larkin’s arms, she inhaled. Yes.

And they are your pack? He motioned to all of the teens in the room.

Nope, it’s just me and my sister, Andyn answered, beaming with pride.

Alderyc glanced to Taryn who nodded, acknowledging that the boy spoke the truth. You’re being serious? He shook his head, trying to wrap his mind around the thought. After a few minutes, he moved closer to Andyn. Would you show me your ink?

Yeah, Andyn replied, slipping his shirt over his head. Turning, he proudly displayed the mark he shared with Taryn.

Alderyc and a few members of his pack moved in closer, taking a better look. Impressive. You’re definitely a true pack member.

Damned straight I am, Andyn smirked, channeling his inner Kellan. Taryn arched a brow in his direction. I mean, yes, I am. He rolled his eyes and sighed, pretending to be annoyed by his older sister, though secretly he couldn’t be more pleased that she cared so much.

Turning his attention back to Taryn, Alderyc wore a weighted look. May we see your mark? He was cautious, sensing her brooding boyfriend would most likely object.

Absolutely not, Larkin growled.

Placing a gentle hand on his chest, she turned and gave him a sweet, lingering kiss. It’ll be fine, Larkin. They’re only curious.

After going nearly two weeks without feeling her soft lips against his own, he was momentarily distracted. In that split second she stood, sweeping her hair to one side as she pulled the collar of her shirt down, displaying her tattoo. No fair, he mumbled beneath his breath.

Alderyc studied the mark before finally nodding to his pack. Looks like I owe you some money, Jamesyn. A tall boy with long brown hair pulled back into a ponytail smiled. The girl’s legit. He turned to face Larkin, who sat red-faced and frowning on the floor. If she’s the leader, I guess that makes you the rogue werewolf?

Larkin jumped to his feet, his eyes narrowing as he stared him down. What of it? He moved, placing himself between Taryn and the boy, sensing there was something he was not saying.

There’s a lot of rumors going around about what happened here and we’re searching for the truth. As a leader of a true pack, I’m responsible for the well-being of everyone under me.

Understanding his concern, Larkin glanced over his shoulder, forcing a smile in Taryn’s direction. I need a few minutes alone with our guest.

Stepping to him, she pushed up on her toes and kissed his cheek. That’s fine. Just make sure that you play nice.

He ran his hand over her hair before motioning for Alderyc to follow him to the garage. Once the door was closed, Larkin leaned heavily against Ilya’s SUV, releasing a loud sigh. How many of your members suffer from the affliction?

Alderyc sat down on the bench near the wall facing him. Eight that we know of for certain. There’s been a lot of talk about her and the threat she poses to your kind.

Is that why they chose to stay behind?

We were told that a sixteen year old girl who had been suspected of stealing the powers of others, somehow managed to kill a werewolf. If it’s true, surely you can understand their apprehension in coming.

She didn’t kill him. He attacked her and... Larkin’s mind raced back to that specific moment. He recalled the tears that she had shed for the pain she had unintentionally inflicted upon the beast.

And what?

Taryn’s the most compassionate person I know. What happened, it wasn’t her fault, it was...

Alderyc leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. It was the Elder Council, wasn’t it?

Still untrusting of their guest, Larkin chose his words carefully. The events that occurred were a product of a man and his jealous daughter.

Placing his head between his hands, Alderyc glanced to the floor. After several moments passed, he looked up, staring Larkin in the eyes. I’m sure that you’ve all been through a lot, and for that, I am truly sorry. My brothers, they must know how you broke free of the Council’s hold.

Larkin stood, momentarily stunned, never having considered that others with the affliction would seek him out because of his freedom from answering the call. You do realize the Elder Council would have you destroyed for even thinking such a thing?

I know, I know, but they’re desperate. Alderyc stood and began to pace about. When the call came out for them to help end her, it was too much. It’s not who they are or who they want to be, but because of the Council’s control, they had no choice.

I wish I could help your brothers, but I can’t. I don’t have any answers. Whatever it is that prevents the Council’s hold over me, it just sort of happened. I don’t know why or how...it just is.

Alderyc’s shoulders rose dramatically as he inhaled, looking distantly through the tables stacked nearby. We heard that you weren’t of age, but still suffered. I knew it was a long shot, but I had to ask, for them. I hope you can understand that. Larkin nodded. Aren’t you afraid that she’ll kill you, whether it is intentional or not?

What happened wasn’t her fault. She would never hurt another living thing. He bit her, and her blood, it’s toxic to us.

They say she showed him compassion, using her gift of Influence to remove him from his suffering.

She did.

They also say she walks and talks with Death.

Larkin shot him a cautionary glare. I take it you personally know someone who was there. Alderyc simply shrugged in response. Then this game of questions is over. Larkin moved towards the door, wanting to get back to Taryn.

Alderyc blocked the exit. We do not wish to be your enemy, Brother.

Then I suggest you step out of my way and keep your concerns about Taryn and those afflicted to yourself.

Placing his hands up in surrender, he did as Larkin wanted and stepped aside.

•••••

Larkin walked in to find Jonesy and Keiryn flanking Taryn as she sat on the floor. His blood boiled at the sight of her head resting against Keiryn’s shoulder. Pausing to think it through, he grabbed a barstool from the kitchen and pulled it up while listening to Gastyn tell stories from his youth.

When he had finished, Taryn took the opportunity to go to Larkin and snuggle in his arms, leaving Keiryn irritated.

How was your chat with Alderyc?

Alright, I suppose. She turned around and looked at him with exhausted eyes. You’re tired, Taryn.

Placing her head on his chest, she listened to the soothing sound his heartbeat. It’s been an emotional day.

I know. I’m sorry that I added to it. When you needed me I was...

Shush. Pulling back, she placed two fingers over his lips. Larkin Taylor, I love you.

His heart skipped a beat. Those were exactly the words that he had longed to hear. I love you, too. What do you say we call it a day? She smiled, taking him by the hand and leading him to the staircase.

Keiryn watched as they ascended hand-in-hand. A fire spread through his chest, spurring him to his feet.

Keiryn, Teigan called out, knowing exactly what he was about to do.

What?

Come here, Son. Hesitantly, he complied. We’re going home for the night. Alderyc and his pack are going to stay with us.

Great. his shoulders slumped as he grumbled. Anything else?

I want you to show them the way.

Begrudgingly, Keiryn nodded before heading outside. Shifting into wolf form, he waited while Alderyc and his pack did the same. With a loud howl he took off in a dead sprint into the forest, hating the thought of Taryn spending the night in the mutt’s arms. She deserved so much better. He just needed to find a way to make her see that.

CHAPTER TWO

In the morning, Taryn woke to find a shirtless Larkin lying on the bed beside her, wide awake. Good afternoon, Beautiful.

Afternoon? She stretched, taking in every detail of his sculpted abs.

Three p.m. to be exact. But don’t worry, everything’s fine. Andyn’s with Kellan, Gerrick and Dalen getting ice cream at the Desert Rose. Your mom and my dad are grocery shopping, and Gastyn is with Teigan and the bird, um, Keiryn, at their house.

Why are they at their house?

Alderyc and his pack stayed the night over there and they’re just wrapping up.

So we’re all alone? she blushed, her cheeks turning a rosy pink, regardless of the numerous times they had spent alone in the past. This time, while lying in bed in her sleeper shorts and tank top, she felt more exposed and vulnerable. Her heart began to race in her chest as she pulled the covers tightly around her.

Larkin smiled, seeing her innocence flash across her face. He leaned down, stealing a sweet kiss. It’s just you and me for the next hour.

Okay...

Do you want me to run you a bubble bath or grab you something to eat?

Nervously, she glanced to the window and noticed how everything appeared to be covered in a heavy white blanket. How much did it snow last night?

Almost ten inches.

Her face lit with a smile. I want to build a snowman.

Okay, that should take you an entire millisecond, he teased.

No, silly, I want to build a snowman...the old fashion way.

You’re serious?

She sat up in the bed, her eyes gleaming with excitement. Every year it would snow back in Galatia, and I would watch the other children build these enormous snowmen with their families. I was so envious of the freedom they had.

Not wanting to deprive her even a moment longer, Larkin leaned in, kissing her forehead. Then let’s go build you a snowman.

•••••

An hour and a half later, after completing a sixteen foot snowman, Larkin sputtered as a large snowball smacked into his face. Taryn’s delighted laughter filled the air as she ducked behind their enormous creation, evading his attempted retaliation. As he crept around to her with two snowballs in hand, she had an ornery smile.

You look pretty happy for a girl who’s about to get pelted. She bit her lip while looking just over his shoulder. Larkin turned to find over one hundred snowballs hanging in the air behind him. No fair, he laughed, tossing the two he held at her. Almost instantly, she released the barrage against him. He fell down on top of her, laughing with merriment. You little vixen!

Completely covered in snow, she looked up with a huge smile, but was immediately caught up in his mesmerizing gaze. His hazel colored eyes were burning hot, melting her to the core. I love you so much, Taryn. He pressed his lips heavy against hers. Their heartbeats synced perfectly, something neither had felt since returning from the alternate plane of Hypatia, where the Elder Council resided. When he pulled away, he could see the blush in her cheeks. We should probably get you inside where it’s warm.

Her heart was full and ached with the love that she felt for him. He was everything and more than she ever thought possible. She would never let him go, and the thought of ever being away from him again was too much to bear. If it meant being with him, just like this, forever, she would happily lay in the snow for eternity. As the cold seeped into her bones, she nodded in agreement and brushed a soft kiss across his lips as he pulled her