Page 56 of Moon Cursed
Glancing at Vern, I pleaded with him to punch some sense into the Mystic Alpha. Those two seemed to share some sort of bond, despite being alphas of separate packs. “Like I already told Kane, I need time to think. I can’t do that if I’m distracted by my body trying to heal—or by idiots whining about using resources that are readily available to help me do that.” I’d been relatively surprised that the Outcast Alpha had supplied me with a pile of the holy blooms.
There was nothing else in the space except for us and a massive heap of them in the center of the room.
Dash crossed his arms and sighed. He leaned back against his corner and looked at the ceiling as if he might find the answers to our predicament there.
The others seemed to underestimate him, but I was observant enough to spot the gleam of intelligence behind his wolfish soldier eyes.
“Instead of scolding him, why don’t you ask why he’s eating so many after his wounds have already healed?”
I suppressed a grin—because he was right.
I’d already fully healed days ago.
Ryker frowned and did a scan. I was wearing some loose pants, but nothing else. While I was still covered in dirt and blood, the gashes across my abdomen were no longer visible.
“I suspect even you aren’t stupid enough to eat Moon Blossoms just to piss me off,” he surmised as his gaze flicked back up to mine. “So, what is your plan, then?”
Swallowing one more bloom, I allowed the magic to seep into my soul. It would be easier if my wolf would respond to me, but even if he wasn’t willing to lend me his strength, I’d eaten more than enough Moon Blossoms to glow with the magic that powered our kind.
I licked my fingers as I relished the last of the sweet nectar. “It would be easier to show you than explain,” I said as I painted a pattern in the air.
A faint glow of light left a trail where I’d written out a rune, one that would open up this space to another.
I’d found an acquaintance that had shared valuable intel regarding other realms. My pack was one of the only ones that cared what happened outside of our small space.
There were so many worlds… so many possibilities.
So many possible enemies.
A cool wind broke through the portal and the Moon Blossoms in the center of the room disintegrated to power the spell I had begun.
The Outcast Pack was naturally skilled in utilizing our magic in this way, but any of us could work spells with enough power at our disposal.
That was the benefit of being an Alpha of the Midnight Pack. We specialize in knowledge, and with knowledge comes power.
A forest spanned out on the other side of the portal. I didn’t step through. I didn’t think my spell would hold if I did, but I wasn’t intending to escape.
It took a few moments, but my intended target broke through the forest and approached.
“Logan,” I said, grinning. “It’s nice to see you again. Have I got a story for you.”
LOGAN
Irritation made the hairs on the back of my neck prickle, but curiosity won over.
It wasn’t often that my ancient kin opened up the portal between my training grounds and my ancestral home.
Although I usually met the alpha named Shadow in a forest that looked like my own. This time, he rested in the corner of what I could only call a cell.
Dried blood caked over his chest and he licked silvery dust off of his fingers as he watched me.
His dark eyes were rimmed with a bright golden band that all of his kind shared. I had evolved beyond my bloodline and become something new, as had many of the wolves that I knew.
These were originals born of the Moon Goddess. I envied that level of connection to what had created our kind, but after I had mate-bonded Lily, a Goddess herself in her own right, I wasn’t so jealous anymore.
“Speak quickly,” I informed him, then frowned when I noticed he wasn’t alone.
The portal expanded into a three-dimensional view to include three other wolf shifters.
