Hunt Little Wolf: The Aurora Marelup Series by Serenity Rayne

Author:Serenity Rayne [Rayne, Serenity]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-18T06:00:00+00:00

The next morning, I wake up alone in Dom’s room. He and Jayce must have woken up early to get everyone started on their tasks. Silently, I return to my room and pull on a pair of leggings and a “Bad Wolves” tee shirt from my closet. My guitar amp is by the door, offering me solace from the pain I’m in. Yeah, I need to play something straight from the heart this morning. Pete is standing in the meeting hall dusting my throne.

“Hey Pete!” He jumps at the sudden noise. After realizing it’s me, he smiles and approaches me.

“Morning, my queen. What can I do for you today?” Pete is ever so eager to please me. It helps that he’s an omega, and their drive to please their alpha is all consuming at times.

“I need you to grab your bass and grab our dummer. I need to play this morning.” My eyes well up with tears that threaten to break. Pete looks panicked then runs off to do my bidding. I walk around the main hall to open all the windows and set up my amp by my throne. I start to tune my guitar, preparing to play a song that embodies my feelings right now. Footsteps fill the hall and I look up to see Pete and the usual crew ready to play together. To achieve the perfect acoustics, we turn our amps to face the halls. The guys look to me expectantly as I move to take my spot in the middle of the room.

“Cemetery Gates from Pantera. Pete, be prepared to take over vocals if I falter during the song.” Pete gives me a nod before I start the opening riff of the song. I climb onto my throne and keep the tone going. When it comes to the lyrics, they flow from me, dripping with the pain that I'm feeling. My voice is almost raw with emotion. I swallow hard as I go into the riffs between lyrics, pouring my heart and soul into nailing this song and making it perfect. Out of the corner of my eye, I watch the guys move around as they play along. My guys and several others file into the hall as I sing. My eyes are closed as I tilt my head to the ceiling, tears escaping out of the corner of my eyes. I hear Dimitri enter and sniffle. My eyes open and I slide off my throne then begin to walk toward him. My eyes shift to that of my beast and I feel scales ripple up my arms then recede. When I pronounce the word “gates” before the big solo, the word is growled out with the voice of my beast—its fierceness coming through strongly. At the end of the song, I practically howl out the word “gates.” My guitar cries, holding the final tone until I finally release it. I feel a little better after playing that song. It happened to be one of Andre’s favorites.

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