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“And it’s only worked half the times we’ve tried. They usually can’t find their way back to themselves – the better version of themselves,” Frost reminded me.
“I know,” I nodded again. “I know that, but look at him.” I turned to another screen.
This was big and took up a whole wall. We only used it to watch our blood descendants and never all of them at once. That would’ve exploded the television. There are some things not even Other World magic can handle.
“He’s crying himself to sleep in his brother’s nest,” I sighed.
“Technically his cousin’s nest,” Frost pointed out.
“They’re sharing,” I sighed again.
“Oh, don’t start that,” Frost frowned at me, his brows furrowing. “Don’t start the sighing, mate. You are not a kicked wolf anymore.”
“Feels like it tonight when there’s nothing I can do to help,” I frowned.
“Well, you could always pull Terrick out or send a vision to one of his coven’s seers. They might get there in time,” he said, stroking my jawline with his thumb.
“You know they won’t. You know most of them are fed up with him and fear that their High Priestess will allow him to take over when she retires,” I said.
“If she retires. Arrakia will live forever. We all know this,” Frost flashed me a soft grin.
“They said the same thing about us.”
“Yes, but they were right. We never really died, now, did we? I came from here and we’re back here now. So what’s all the fuss about?”
“We retired. Who says she won’t do the same at some point?” I asked.
“True,” Frost said and glanced at the screen that showed Terrick’s passed out form.
“Let’s help them, Alpha,” I said, wrapping both of my arms around one of his. “Let’s give them an ending like ours. Let’s give them a chance. That’s all they need.”
“You know not everyone takes their chance and makes the most of it like we did. You know that, right?” he asked.
“I know I might get my heart broken again, but what’s one more heartbreak that might not even happen in the face of changing so many lives for the better?”
“Fine. I’ll make him a Pit hound. Only one moon. Tomorrow’s the full moon. On the next I’ll put him in a puppy carrier and take him to the Pit if he doesn’t shape up.”
“Thank you,” I said and kissed his cheek.
“I hope you’re just as aroused when I return,” he said and stole a long, slow kiss before standing up.
“For you, I always am,” I said and groped his butt before he was out of reach.
“How much meddling are we going to do?” my wolf yawned from inside his inner sanctum.
“As much as it takes,” I shrugged.
Chapter One
Scott Hemlock-Knight, the son of Bane and Lee Hemlock-Knight
About 8 Hours Before Frost and Juda’s Conversation
Dakota Lamb sat across my kitchen counter from me. He stopped by to borrow some of my special blend flour. I’d spent months working on it in my free time. I worked on it here and there and tried to gain the insight of others and offer my own as I went along. The flour was multipurpose and great for most baking projects as long as the food was meant to have a magical outcome. I tweaked the recipe depending on what outcome was needed, but my basic blend worked for most things if the baker knew what they were doing.
Dakota spent most of the last few years working with me and my younger brother Blithe. Only Blithe didn’t really count what I did as magic. If he wasn’t slinging blood around everywhere or drawing on something – it wasn’t magic to him.
“It’s not that he doesn’t count it as magic, Scott. It’s that you’ve never told him it was magic,” Dakota said, sipping on his espresso.
