Wolf of the Northern Star (The Wolfkin Saga Book 2) by SJ Himes

Author:SJ Himes [Himes, SJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: drama, Family, hunters, paranormal, Romance, Love, mates, erotic, pack, gay
Publisher: SJ Himes
Published: 2017-06-13T18:30:00+00:00

End and Begin

The evening came and went without sign of Caius or Gerald. Night fell, and Ghost, Kane, Burke, and Sophia tracked down Gerald. Ghost’s remaining uncle had disappeared at some point, slipping away unnoticed.

The lesser alpha was in the woods, standing vigil over the mutilated body of his older brother. He was in a place Ghost had yet to come across, but he knew it for what it was instantly. The stone pedestals were wide and flat, and the scent of frequent fire and ash was present, even with the snow covering everything. It made sense—their kind were burned, his connection with Kane’s mind telling him it was something called cremation. No bodies left for humans to find and experiment upon.

Kane and Burke quietly lifted Roman’s body to the top of a stone bier—the surface pocked and blackened. There they laid the broken wolf to rest. The alphas had started to gather wood to burn the body, but Ghost stopped them.

A whisper teased his ears, and Ghost motioned them away. He gently pulled Gerald away from the bier, and with the quiet instructions whispered in the depths of his spirit, he called for fire.

His packmates startled and stepped away when the flames erupted, lighting the body aflame instantly. It burned hot and bright, swiftly consuming the corpse to ash in moments. No long fire to burn, to fill the air with the stench of roasting flesh and bone to haunt the senses of those grieving. Fast, hot, and clean.

His uncle shuddered, and Ghost wormed his way under Gerald’s arm cuddling close. Grief poured off his uncle, whose bowed head and curled shoulders all but screamed his pain into the quiet woods. Close they might not have been—and evil might have festered in Roman’s heart—but Gerald and Roman were brothers, centuries spent together. Several lifetimes could not be forgotten nor expunged by Roman’s crimes. Ghost held his uncle, whose arms lifted to hold him in return.

Kane moved close. He put a big hand on Gerald’s shoulder, who shuddered at the touch of his alpha, pushing into the comfort offered. Sophia hesitantly approached, and with a cautious shimmy, slid into the embrace and hugged Gerald. He clutched at her, his arms full of both Ghost and Sophia, but he buried his face in her soft hair and whined, pain and grief in every line of his body. Burke was the last to move, but the pain and sympathy on his face was just as poignant as any packmate’s would be in the presence of honest grief. Burke put his hand on Gerald’s bicep and squeezed, turning to watch the last of the body burn away to a fine gray ash.

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Caius had yet to return. Two days now, and Caius wasn’t to be found. He was Black Pine’s Clan Leader, if he wished to disappear into the woods, then that was his right.

Kane was less than patient, though. Ghost watched his mate deal with the remaining Tribunal members and their honor guards—with

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