Wolves are pacing back in, smeared in blood and remains and I know without asking because I can feel it, that all the vampires are dead. All my senses, my connections to these creatures, they can already tell me not one single heartbeat remains.
It’s over…. Really over, for us, here right now.
We won and our mountain is now clear of the enemy at last.
Aftermath
Lorey, what in the hell is going on?
Colton walks to me in the open hall space and closes the gap between us, pulling me to him and focusing fully back on me. Looking for answers now he’s done what was needed and I catch sight of Meadow and Cesar turning human and embracing several feet behind him. My heart happy with the sight of her, okay, and reunited with her mate. My soul swells to bursting and I can finally feel at peace, feeling that my pack are all intact and safe. My gut confirming it.
Colton pulls me to him as he stays in wolf, linking me mentally and cradles my face in his hand, careful not to hurt me with his claws. Being so gentle it breaks down my last defenses and despite his filthiness, I curl against him and hold on tight. Embracing one another for a moment, feeling the high rate of his wolf heart and the excessive heat coming from this mountain of a body. He pulls me backwards to look at him and I gaze adoringly, drinking him in, aching all over with the disbelief that we did it and he’s here. This seems like a dream, and I bask in the happiness of his touch, never wanting this feeling to be lost to me again. Even in wolf form, I love him so much.
I know the only way to get him up to speed and stop questing is the one he’s going hate himself for seeing, but I can’t put it all into words. I know the quickest way to get out of this hellhole and leave, is to explain and go home. Already wolves are evacuating from every tunnel and clearing the space around us in a bid to leave behind the mess we made here.
Colton notices his mom and his obvious shock startles her. She smiles and shrugs then darts off towards Carmen’s side as though to avoid being scolded by her own son, and he turns back to me, locking amber eyes on my green and I sigh, knowing it’s the only way.
Meadow throws me a look and then gestures Carmen and Sierra to her side, pulling them with her and towards the narrow walkway and gesturing Leyanne too. I think she knows I need Colton alone for a moment because he’s not going to take this well at all. There’s so much I know he will explode over, and so much he will feel is all his fault. I’m expecting him to react in a million ways all at once.
I sigh, swallow nervously because I don’t want any of this to hurt him, locking my eyes on amber fire in black fur and smile softly. I rub my fingers through the softest patch on his chest before sliding up with a stretch, despite his crouching, to meet that huge head and bypass terrifying teeth in his impressive jaw. One arm sliding halfway around that neck, so I struggle to meet his height, but he leans further and kneels to me. I can tell he’s too riled to turn human and that’s why he hasn’t turned. He needs to be calmer, to let the beast go.
I lift my fingers to his temple, finding the magic spot and brace myself for what’s to come. My nerves sizzling in anticipation and my heart starts pounding against my ribcage again. Blood running cold and I swallow loudly.
I close my eyes; focus on the section of time he missed and transfer the memories as quickly as I can so it will pain me less about doing it. From the second we parted after Tawna’s death, until now, and hold my breath knowing that little revelation in there, standing out among all the rest, will be the one which I want the reaction for the most.
It takes only a few long seconds before he finally leans away, and I break the contact and stare at him to watch as it all registers on his face. Letting go of him to stop myself stretching so much and lean back on my own feet to give him a moment. It seems the shock of learning, kills his wolf fury in one swoop as he transforms and shrinks to an impressively tall human form. His amber eyes fade to brown, his face back to what I love most, and his eyes are rooted on my face in utter disbelief. His posture stiff and he doesn’t say anything, just stares at me with confusion and pain etched all over him.
I can almost decipher which memory is being churned over by the expression of shock, regret, guilt, anger, shock again, and then a soft disbelief and an open gasp before his face crumbles back to devastated regret. A million emotions in one fast change and it’s like I experienced this whole week all over again by feeling him.
“I……. we’re…. you…” he’s too overcome to form words and clutches my hand tightly, pulling it first to his cheek then to his lips before hauling me into his arms and squeezing me half to death. It’s an instinctive reaction born of shock, guilt and maybe a little surprise. His emotions raw and tinge mine too, and I start to mist over with the intensity of so much all at once. It’s heavy, yet dizzying, sore, yet happy. He’s clawing for sanity and seems to be going through the thoughts all over again to see it all to be sure.
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