Theforgottenseries Stories

Book three of the Forgotten series ~ Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. Living in the mountains, away from civilization and away from the eyes of mundanes. The Mountain packs are harsh and brutal. Shifter against shifter. Pack against pack. Wolves against wolves. All fighting for the same thing. Survival. Azrael Thorn was a powerful Alpha. He had taken his title by force, as tradition dictated. Power and authority of the Alphas and shifters who had challenged him and lost radiated off of his tall, bulky frame. He was dangerous and he was everything an Alpha of a Mountain pack should be. Yet he had no mate or family to call his own. But a mate who could not stand the bitterly cold winters or the brutality of the pack would not produce strength. It would only bring weakness. Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. ~ If the pain stops, it means you are dead. Lace Owens is underestimated at every turn. Her small and delicate built matches her name but the power of defeated enemies hang off her heavily. A power and an authority that would bring many men to their knees if they sensed it, hangs off of her like an oppressively dark cloud but she hides it carefully. Unwilling to let anyone see just how powerful she has become. Her skin is marked with a painful past and she has turned a thing of cruelty into a thing of beauty with her blade. Swirling patterns adorning her skin, hiding the cruelty among her willing pain, her only comfort against the world around her. If the pain stops, it means you are dead. ~ Two world collide as Azrael and Lace form a bond and spiral down into unfamiliar territory where Azrael is shown that strength doesn't always come from size and Lace learns that love can spring from even the most painful places. Together they show the werewolf world a long held belief still stands strong. Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. ~

Life is full of ups and downs. Sorrel Lamar knows this very well. Five years ago she was happy at home with her parents, the beloved niece of a childless Alpha who had been grooming her to take his position since she first shifted. She was surrounded by incredible friends and loving family. Her twin sister, Magdalene, the most loving of them all. Then it all changed. They came in the night, a group of illegal rogues attacked the pack territory and when the pack was still reeling from the suddenness of the attack and the deaths that followed. The pack's greatest enemy struck at them viciously and without mercy until there was nothing left. Sorrel escaped with only her life intact. Everything else was simply... gone. Five years after she is now the Alpha of a territory she never asked for and is trying to put the pieces of the gutted pack together again. She is trying to bring the lost pack members together so the pack can once again be stable and have unity. It's a harsh battle to bring the pack from silence into truth but Sorrel is trying her best. She isn't sure which is more difficult though. The pack she is attempting to fix with limited knowledge. The vampire she saved three years previous. Her Beta who breaks the bones of males without provocation. Her Delta who snaps and snarls at anyone who attempts to approach him and his mate. Or the very fact of when she closed her eyes to sleep, she is bombarded with memories that are not her own and that she is always surprised to find she is still alive in the morning. That's because those haunted memories belong to someone who was killed, murdered to be exact. Sorrel doesn't know why she views these images while she sleep and she isn't sure how much longer she can take it. After all, in the memories she is forced to witness the last of her family dying over and over again and Sorrel knows one thing for certain. She can never change the past, no matter how badly she wants to save Magdalene.

~~~ A book of chapters written for side character of the Forgotten Series ~~~ Forget me not Though time has passed For one more second I shall not ask If our hearts once spoke true You shall not forget me As I won't you Forget me not Though the world moves on Our times were joyous Bright and long In time our barest notes will fade The delicate symphony of words The beautiful song we made Forget me not Because our times were true You loved me And I? I loved you. ~~~~~ (Companion chapters to The Forgotten Series)