Hidden Destiny by Ryan Carrie Ann

Author:Ryan, Carrie Ann [Ryan, Carrie Ann]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science Fiction & Fantasy, Paranormal, Romance, Fantasy, Werewolves & Shifters, Paranormal & Urban, Literature & Fiction
Publisher: Fated Desires Publishing, LLC
Published: 2014-01-11T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

North ran hand through his hair and looked out among the circle that had been part of his life and Pack for as long as he could remember. He could feel the magic and memories along his skin as if they were living things, rather than echoes of something far greater.

The circle was where centuries of decisions, judgments, meetings, celebrations, and wakes had been held. His father was only in his mid-two hundreds while the Pack was almost a millennia old. The Alphas before his father had ruled with iron fists yet also with justice embedded in their cores. Edward was another version of them, an Alpha wolf in modern times, who not only had to deal with the Pack and a war with the Centrals, but the secrecy surrounding their existence.

Before the war, others, like himself, could go out into the human areas, live among them, and return to the den to hide out until they were no longer remembered. This way their lack of aging would never be found out.

Modern technology and the war between the Packs were forcing the Redwoods to stay close and almost cage themselves into the Redwood land.

North wasn’t sure how much longer wards and secrets could keep them apart.

He didn’t want to think about what discovery would mean for his people, his family.

He let out a breath.

Now wasn’t the time to think about their existence coming into the limelight. No, that thought would always be in the recesses of his mind, but he needed to focus on what was in front of him.

Namely, the punishment of the three women who had attacked his mate and his family.

With that punishment would come the iron fist his father was known for, even if he didn’t use it regularly.

North and his brothers would have to keep an eye out for Patrick and his goons. The lower-ranked wolf would be at the circle, as would almost all of the wolves who didn’t have a patrol or young children to watch.

The Jamensons would be making a statement.

He just hoped the others would listen and take note.

Now wasn’t the time to fight among themselves. No, now was the time to come together against a greater enemy. The Redwoods just needed to remember that.

He took another step into the circle and inhaled, letting the wash of centuries of memories seep into his soul. The circle itself was made of dirt and stone—a place where wolves could fight in dominance battles, and in some cases, like Kade’s, it became a mating circle. Around the circle, stone seating rose up, much like in a coliseum, the stone long worn down and smooth from ages of meetings.

There were two entrances into the circle at ground level. The grassy area around the circle was marked by small stones that had wards within them. This would allow whoever was fighting to keep magic out. The wolves would use their own power and strength to fight, not the magic of others—or, in the cases of those connected to the moon goddess, themselves.

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