Wolves of Wrath

Prologue “Once upon a time, there was a high fae who was on vacation. She had no wolves, gypsy healers, warlocks, elves, pixies, or any other supernatural or non-supernatural beings under her care. Then, all of a sudden, her vacation ended. Now she has all of the supernaturals to deal with. The strain of babysitting these overgrown toddlers has caused her to start talking about herself in third person. She’s thinking maybe someone should just put her out of her misery now because she’s getting on her own nerves.” ~Perizada “I am going to kill them,” Peri said as she paced the small clearing that had become a place of sanctuary for her and Lucian. “I’m just going to take them out before they have the chance to bond. That way, the girls will still live. Boom. Problem solved. Then, all I’d have to deal with is Volcan, Jewel, and Anna.” “You can’t kill them, love,” Lucian said in his annoyingly calm voice. “m**m them? Sure. But killing them would hurt the girls. You know you could never do that.” Peri shook her head at him. “Don’t underestimate my ability to act irrationally when the wolves are involved. They should not have gone hunting on their own. We both ordered them not to.” “I agree, but I’ve come to terms with it. We are dealing with very dominant wolves—Alphas who run their own packs. They aren’t used to taking orders. And we also have Betas who only take orders from one person. I cannot force their compliance and keep their respect at the same time.” “What did they think they were going to accomplish?” she huffed, not acknowledging her mate’s words simply because she wasn’t ready to face the truth. “They have no ability to force their way into the pixie realm. The veil is blocked. Were they going to try doing some naked, full-moon dance and ask the veil gods to show them favor?” Lucian chuckled. “The veil gods? I’m pretty sure such a thing does not exist.” “Not the point, fur butt.” “Don’t you mean fur ball? Isn’t that what Decebel’s mate calls us?” Peri nodded. “Yes, but there are times when fur ball is much too kind, and fur butt is more accurate. Right now, you are the epitome of a fur butt.” “If that is what will appease you, then I will allow it. At this point, I think we need to discuss our next move. It’s been four months since Jewel and Anna left us. I’ve managed to convince Dalton to stay put by telling him he needs to be here in case they return. Jewel told him she would be coming back. If he’s out there looking for her, then he will miss her if she shows up.” “That was a wise decision. Using his need for her against him may be the only way we can keep him here while I go searching for them.” Lucian leaned back against the tree behind him and folded his hands in his lap. “How are you going to find them?” Peri’s insides twisted as she thought about what her two pixie friends had found out. After they’d found Sally, Peri had sent them in search of the two lost gypsy healers, hoping to get a jump on things even as she was helping Vasile with the psychos in the mysterious burning claw organization. She was hoping the pixies were wrong, but deep down she was pretty sure they weren’t. She met her mate’s gaze as she answered. “I’m going to follow the trail of bodies.”