I once had a suggestion from a review for Hunter's Moon to have a sequel in which all of the Sons of Ipswich find mates. This is not it. It was an interesting idea but slightly predictable and I couldn't figure out a twist to go with it so I am sorry that this is not the story that was desired. But none the less this is the sequel to Hunter's Moon and I hope it all goes well and justice be done.
Also the relations and bloodlines are complicated but I refuse to write you a map. It will all be explained and as you go you can write your own key so as to keep track because the relations do have a certain importance in here not one that you have to have to have to know though, but it will come into play later on, just giving you fair warning.
It's tacky to write legends and keys, as tacky as writing a bio on new characters at the beginning of a fiction. If you can't work who and what they are into the story then don't bother writing at all.
Reid Garwin snarled and allowed his head to fall forward onto his desk ignoring the curious side glance his best friend Tyler gave him. He hated this place, Spencer Academy. Why was he even here still? He should be out in the woods running free, hunting deer or lying naked by a stream with his mate after yet another round of hot animalistic lovins.
Sure it made sense as the adaptability of a werewolf didn't just happened magically over night, it needed help and new knowledge for said werewolf to fit into the new century, like his mate and his new pack who were all well over fifty years old and needed to learn the new changes and such that was of this day and age. That did not mean he had to like it.
What he hated even more then sitting inside a crowded classroom where dozens of scents called to his attention distracting him from the topic of the day, was one scent in particular.
He and Azharan had a few classes apart and although it annoyed him to be separated from her he dealt with it. It was this class that she was just next door. He could smell her.
He could smell her but not see her and it drove his inner wolf crazy.
"Calm down man you have like what, ten minutes left? You'll back by her side right away."
Reid glanced up at Tyler.
Tyler was the only one of his brothers who didn't blandly disapprove of the change the blond had undergone barely half a year ago. Caleb and Pogue were still uncomfortable with the thought, even more so when Reid spoke in terms that were just natural to his new state of mind; mate, pack, moonlings, hunt, territory, all those types of things. They were even more uncomfortable in the company of the entire pack.
Four members, even four werewolves, weren't exactly threatening in Reid's opinion (though being one of those wolves gave him some bias), the fact that if something happened the Covenant was unsure which side Reid would choose unsettled them all. Hell even he was uncertain, so her just hoped like hell that it would never come to that.
He shook his head. It didn't matter. Neither would make him choose. His brothers loved him and in the end they would see that this was best. And his pack? They loved it here and had no plans of leaving so tension with the locals was not the best plan of action.
That and there was no going back now. One line of the Covenant was wolf, one line of the pack was warlock. In his own opinion it was an improvement, especially as the desire to use was now both muted and far less dangerous.
He could use without concern now if he wanted, he had the longevity of a wolf. He certainly wouldn't live as long as most wolves if he did give into temptation but he'd live far longer then any of his kind.
Reid gave his head a shake as he stared to stand as the end of class was announced. He still cared for his brothers and tried very hard not to forget them, thusly he glanced back and waited for Tyler though the wolf within demanded he return to his mate.
"Go on man, I hate the look on your face when I make you wait. I'll catch up to you later," Tyler smiled as a grin blossomed on his best friend's face.
"Thanks man, see you at Nikky's tonight."
With that the blond wolf was all but bounding down the stairs following the scent that told him that everything about her was his.
Go read Hunter's Moon if you aren't sure what the hell is going on. Don't forget to review please.