I exhale and almost cry with relief and turn to pull my hands from Carmen, who no longer has reason to hold me back.
“Are you coming?” I ask her warily, legs shaking from adrenalin, and weakening with relief as she nods, gesturing back to a hold all on the steps she must have zoomed together before hyper speeding down here. She goes and retrieves it, and we head for the passenger door of the truck, her climbing in first with me last to sit on the double seat side by side.
“Glad you could make it.” Meadow smirks knowing full well she almost gave me a heart attack minutes ago. No remorse whatsoever in her tone or her amused expression.
“Sometimes I really don’t like you!” I point out, hand over my chest to calm my heartrate, glaring at her scornfully and she laughs
“Ahhh but hamera, you love me more than life.”
“So where are we going?” Carmen cuts in, impatient already and I c
It feels like it's been days in this truck, and between napping, sitting to watch the scenery go by, and one fuel stop, nothing else has happened. Endless miles of road, strained moods, and a lot of boredom as we pensively fall silent in our own thoughts.We had some odd looks from passing cars on the road and at the garage we stopped at. The military truck covered in rune symbols and carrying three obviously young-looking women seems to bring attention from humans... males to be exact. I guess given the fact that wolves, after turning, are physically attractive and I guess as close to perfection as we can get in the eyes of humans.They are a strange species with absolutely no concept of boundaries. Meadow was so close to ripping one guys throat out who tried to feel her ass when she was paying for the gas and I had to drag her away before he spotted the glowing ember eyes or the low growl emitting from her c
“Hey, Hey, wake up.” Carmen rouses both of us from peaceful sleep and I can see the daylight is turning dim as it gets close to sunset already. We both passed out and must have been unconscious for hours after their little argument.“Where are we.” I rub my eyes, stifling a yawn and stretch out like a cat, uncurling my limbs from the awkward position I’ve been in.“New Mexico, you better call Sierra as we crossed over a while back and I headed for Deming. That’s where Meadow said, right?” Carmen clicks her head from right to left to stretch out her neck and I can tell she’s exhausted from being the driver for so long. There are dark shadows under her eyes, and I can’t be sure, but there’s a telltale rosy glow across her cheeks, and nose, that hint that she might have been crying at some point. She seems fine now but my stomach lurches in sorrow that she chose time alone to cry out some of the pain she&rs
“Maybe we can speed between goal posts?” I point out, meaning from perch to perch where the crows are, we could hyper speed then wait on them to move, and go again. Which is exactly what we do the second we see them land further on and move to go. Racing to the next set of trees in the blink of an eye and the birds move again, in a game of follow me.“I hope to god this is not some crazy idea and we’re not just following some random flock of ravens who are just trying to get away. I mean we’re kinda just assuming.” Meadow quips in and I giggle out of pure nervousness and frustration and also doubt. Maybe she’s right and were insanely following birds that have nothing to do with this. We just assumed, given Sierra’s text and then their freakish behavior that we should, and who knows, maybe their curiosity has them come to us, but mistrust pushes them to move further away when we get too close.We hyper speed to the next se
“We’re here… may as well. Just don’t let your guard down and don’t hesitate to use your gifts.” She hisses under her breath and I scoot up right behind Carmen to fall back in line, flanked by two femmes and still unsure this witch is a friend at all. Sierra told us she was, but this doesn’t feel like someone who is willing to bend over backwards to do anything for anyone except herself.We make quick work of following close to her, aware of the pitch darkness and I start to wonder how the hell we’re meant to stay out here if she ups and leaves us now. We don’t know this terrain; the truck is far enough away that we’ll encounter a fight if vampires come upon us, and I have no mental space, or physical energy, for any of that. My adrenaline is firing high and I’m already exhausted. Missing Colton has become the biggest drain on my soul, craving him, needing his touch, his presence and I seem to start of the day
It’s a strange night, to say the least. Long, and almost sleepless, strained with three minds brewing crazily, and not exactly restful. Conversation is quiet, and sparse, as Carmen asked us never to bring up our newfound fact again and it seems none of us know what else to talk about. It all circles back around the two things – the fact I’m pregnant, with twins, and the fact Carmen lost her child that we never knew existed and mentioning either is obviously a sensitive topic. For both of us.Me, I lay in bewildered and silent shock, staring at the sky, trying to get my chaotic feelings under control and absorb the reality of this, while Meadow keeps watch. She’s alert, on guard and sits staring out into the darkness, spinning to every new sound and can’t seem to switch off at all. In Colton’s absence she’s become my ever-attentive protector and it soothes me a little, while my heart still yearns for him to come to me and hug me tight.
Leyanne sighs heavily, her expression grim, walks around me and gets into the car without hesitation, her temper pulled thin, leaving me standing on the roadside flexing my hands and trying to stop my claws coming out. I can feel my eyes burning with fury, and know they’re probably glowing as red as lava with how mad I am in this second, my anger and instinctual aggression peeking out because I’m standing four feet from the enemy and everything in me is screaming ‘kill it’. I can barely suppress the anxiety, the hatred and yet I know deep down I need to follow her.“Hurry up, pet. I’ve not got all day.” Leyanne’s voice coos from inside, a slight thawing of her icy tone in what I guess is a bid to try and cool my jets and I swallow my fury, snort at the standing guard, throwing him a nasty glare, almost tasting the urge to strike him down but yet throw caution to the wind. She said they weren’t a threat, and that she’
I don't know how to react, what to think or feel. I stare at him, gawping, somehow rooted to my spot, anger consuming me, mixed emotions swirling around me like a dense fog. Pain, then relief, some inkling of joy and hope, but it all swirls back around to agonizing shards of biting fear as I try and absorb that this is real.I open my mouth to speak again, but only noise comes out, a whimper of desperate sobbing that breaks me down and in a second I'm crushed against a strong warm chest, surrounded by arms that used to be as familiar as my own skin. I'm hugged tightly by the one person who used to make my day brighter, before Colton did, before our world fell apart. I can only slump into him, so caught in past memories and how this feels so familiar, so necessary and yet I cannot stop crying against his soft clothes like a wounded child."If I had known.... I would have found a way to take you. I would never have left you or abandoned you. I truly, truly believed I was
"What the hell was that." The vampire growls hauling my brother to his feet, seemingly irritated, and almost violently dusts him down. No one seems to know how to react and Leyanne, well she just chuckles and doesn't seem shocked at all. No hint of surprise, just an 'oh well' attitude and a pretty smug expression."It's called falling in love.... the wolf version anyway. Jasper just found his forever mate, and frankly, I do like a good bit of drama in the family. Well, isn't this another layer to add to a seriously strange story." Leyanne is almost cheery with the turn of events and Jasper is white and panic stricken and looks like he's about to throw up. Meanwhile Carmen is on her ass, outright staring his way with a devastated air of freak out all over her and doesn't seem to be able to respond in any kind of way at all."They imprinted?" Meadow is almost as speechless as me and quickly speeds over to help Carmen back to her feet. Deja Vue of a similar chaotic scene
“You did it, baby. Look at our girls!” Colton’s excited tone pulls me out of my fatigue as he mops my brow and tries to dry up the sweat that’s cascading like a waterfall. The cries of newborns ringing in my ears after what seems like the longest and most hellish night of my life. I can barely stay awake. A new day is peeking at us from outside the curtains which he drew at some point when the light got too intense. Everything feels surreal and it’s hard now to imagine I just spent so many hours going through the trauma of childbirth while the world is still. The memory of the pain is already subsiding.My emotions are fried and the eagerness to lay eyes on them is the only thing keeping me conscious while my limbs cry to give out. My body is tender and heavy like a deadweight, but I am so glad it’s finally over. I should turn to self heal but I can’t muster the energy and would rather sleep after holding my babies.“Here
I wake up to the gnawing and strange aching sensation travelling across my belly and try to turn over to relieve whatever it is. Struggling now my bump is fully formed and weighing me down while Colton’s arm across me isn’t helping any. The room is completely dark and silent, so it must still be the middle of the night and his even, peaceful breathing signals he’s out cold.I maneuver his forearm up over my boobs and manage to roll sideways away from him, so my butt is jutted against his groin to stop my stomach hanging over the edge of the mattress and get frustrated at my inability to move around like a normal human anymore.I have reached that stage where I’m just begging them to come out quickly because I can’t take much more of this endless beached whale sensation. It has limited any kind of movement and being independent. I feel like my days consist of peeing multiple times, being eternally hungry, cranky and uncomfortable and burst
already my sister.”“My kids want cousins… I’m an only child. Alora has only one brother. That’s an order from your alpha.” Colton smirks at her, not really being helpful in this situation and then stretches his legs out and stifles a yawn with his fist. It’s obvious he isn’t invested in this scene at all. I could kick him for his obvious disinterest.“Look at how happy Sierra and Radar are, huh? They’re planning pups already, and have a cozy little love nest picked out in the grounds. You’re just delaying the inevitable.” I try appealing in a different way and am rewarded with a scowl from my girl.“Radar isn’t an asshole. That’s why they’re happy!” Carmen throws her hair over her shoulder, sarcasm fluent this morning, and once again pointedly glares at Jasper, who runs a palm down his face and looks like he might scream. I can almost sympathize and feel his v
“Baby, we should get up.” Colton rolls over in bed and drapes his arm across my abdomen lightly. Snuggling up close after one of the best night’s sleep I have had in a long time. I’m so relaxed it feels like I’m floating in a happy cloud.It felt like it had been forever since we had real intimacy like this, time alone to relax and curl up without any need to get up. Now that early morning patrols for vampires are a thing of the past, Colton has been trying to get used to sleeping late with me and adopting lazy morning routines while I’m pregnant. We know they won’t last after these babies arrive. A future of broken sleep and tiny demands, so we are making the most of the time we have left.“Hmmmm” I murmur sleepily and bury my face under his chin, pressing bodily to that chiseled torso as he wraps his arms around me. “Five more minutes” , I revel in his warmth and close my eyes in a bid to d
His words catch me off guard as we make our way towards the tree line at a leisurely pace. Tugging at my heart and yet further putting me at ease in his presence. He’s a complex person and as I walk in time, almost perfectly matched, I wonder how many layers there are to these creatures I used to only think of as murderous blood suckers.“My memories of her are slowly fading away and I can barely recall her face anymore. I forget what her voice sounds like. It feels like it’s been longer than ten years since she was last by my side, and I miss her still.”I’m close. If you need me then I’m here.Colton’s mind link distracts me momentarily, and I automatically glance behind me to see the lurking figure of my mate keeping his distance but not losing sight of us. Further back are the two Luna’s guard and Meadow. I smile without thought at how much he still loves and protects me fiercely and catch Varro focusi
“If you are satisfied with the terms of the treaty then there’s no need to delay in signing it. I came here with the support of my coven, and this will put an end to two decades of unrest.” My father sits back in his chair across the table and smiles somewhat eerily. I think it’s meant to translate to warm and kind but with his eternally stiff and frosty aura, it’s not.“Finally, we get to know what peace is. Something I barely remember in my lifetime.” Colton lays the pen on top of it and slides the document to me. I don’t need to read it if he has and approved, so I quickly scrawl my name on the bottom and slide it towards Varro. It seems such a minor act for such a huge outcome. My feelings seem somewhat understated considering this is such a huge thing and I guess it hasn’t sunk in yet.“Now all the formalities are out of the way. I was hoping on some time to get to know my daughter.” Varro shi
“I still loathe her.” Carmen snorts and crosses her arms across her chest sulkily. I laugh at both of them, knowing that’s the furthest from the truth it could be. They have a love-hate relationship, that’s warm underneath, and I know either one would sacrifice themselves to save the other. Neither can admit they are sisters now, and friends. Denial is what I expect for the rest of their lives.“So, noon? Are you nervous?” Carmen turns the conversation back to what we are preparing for, and I let her go. Shrugging in a non-committal way as I go back to prepping the room and focusing on imaginary dust particles I need to remove. My gut has been like washing machine all morning and I have been trying to ignore the chaos of internal feelings for a week.“Hmmm.” I answer in a bland tone and move the flowers for the fifth time today. Using Carmen’s method of nonchalance.“Signing a treaty is enough of a pres
“Is everything ready?” I wander into the new dining room space we cleared and created this past week in readiness for my father’s first official visit. The room which used to be the medbay, although now our outhouse for the clinic is complete, we are freeing up space indoors. The village has come on a lot these past months and even though we know a move back to the valley is in the books, we still want this place to have a use. Some of our pack might want to live out here despite the Alpha and Luna returning to the main homestead. Sierra has already expressed desire to continue here with Radar now that she feels her position as Rema no longer requires her to oversee the reunited Santos. I think in all honesty she wants to relish in her new love and honeymoon period without grossing out her son.I’ll be sad to leave our home behind but I know this is the start of a new chapter for all of us.“So clean it’s sparkling. The grounds
I watch my brother across the room, listless, and lost about how to approach him. Colton is pacing around, hands gesturing in an angry manner as he thrashes out whatever dialogue the two of them are having and Jasper keeps glaring his way. Arms folded across his chest, face tight, expression grim in an ‘I’m not interested’ kind of pose and watching as my mate talks about what happens from here on in. Whether my brother like sit or not, he’s stuck with us and a life in this pack. I should be over there, contributing, coaxing, but I couldn’t stand it any longer.Sensing Jasper’s pain and reluctance to start to let go of a decade of ingrained hatred and hurt was overwhelming me to the point of sheer exhaustion. His head full of vengeance and blind belief that the only cure to his emptiness is to somehow make the entire Santo pack suffer. To never return to being Lychan among a pack who would embrace him as family again. He sees only a name and