~MILLIE~
“Drop the fucking gun.” Dan hissed, the rounded metal pushing harder against my skull, I exhaled a breath I didn’t know I was holding, and a single salty tear escaped out of the corner of my eye and rolled down my chilled cheek, finding its way into the crease of my lip. My eyes fluttered unconsciously, clinging onto the vison of Aiden who was still being attacked and although he was holding his own, more men appeared to be jumping on his wolf as quickly as he was tossing them to the ground.
With the safety still off and one bullet remaining in the chamber, I felt my way along the cold steel guard that protected the trigger, before placing my finger onto the piece of metal that would allow me to take out another hunter.
I won’t let them kill Aiden, they won’t take him away from me.
I felt possessed, my mind had been overtaken by an unstoppable fo
~TIA~“Pick up your phone, dammit! Why isn’t he picking up his phone?” I screeched, hurling my phone across the room. Dan hadn’t answered once again, in fact, he hadn’t accepted any of my phone calls since I arrived at the Dark witch’s house, who, for all the bitter and twisted DNA that made her, she had a relatively normal name. Miranda.No one answered me. Miranda continued to sway in her old and tatty rocking chair next to the fireplace and Elder Richard remained quiet as he sat at the head of the dining table.I raised one simple eyebrow in response to their ignorance. Do they not realise how important this all is? Dan could have killed Aiden for all we knew, and the unknown was now beginning to eat away at me.Miranda scowled and then moved her head with a patronising tilt.“Don’t Miranda, just don&rsq
~MILLIE~ Some things in life are guaranteed, like the beautiful sound of the bird’s song as the sun begins to rise or like how the sun sets in the evening, bringing with it a breeze of chilled air that is sure to flush your skin with a gentle tingle, awakening the hairs on your arms. But at my ripe old age, you come to realise that there are still so many things in life, that are not guaranteed. Like falling in love for a start. People often say that love will walk right up to you and smack you square in the face when you least expect it, you know when you’re minding your own business or trying to move on with your life in a certain direction. Who that lover will be, God only knows but what I do know, is that you have no control over it, no matter how hard you try to gip it by the horns and show it who’s boss? You simply end up succumbing to its overbearing power, allowing it to flood your senses and inevitably, turning you into a mushy version of your former self. &
Acknowledgements:Firstly, I would like to acknowledge a few people who have made this book possible.Lyv Aiken, my fellow author you were with me right from the start and truly helped me so much on my journey. You guided me through a process I knew nothing about and coached me when I needed it. moreover, you became a friend to me who understood my life. For that, I will forever be thankful.R L Dickinson, my fellow author, you are some whole lotta crazy, but in a good way. You are like me, but a northern version. Thank you for offering to be my beta, to begin with, but you quickly became my friend and one who I don’t think I could get rid of or want to for that matter. You have had my heartbreaking, my cheeks hurting and a few times, you’ve had me like “whaaaaat”, but obviously in a good way. Thank you for being you and believing in me.To my Beta ladies, Kemely, Missy and Rachel (and you Bec aka R L Di
~MILLIE WALKER~“Maybe you should slow down, Dan?” I said softly as the sound of empty bottles clunked in the recycling bin as I dropped one more inside.“I think you are fucking useless. Don’t you agree?” He said with a bitter tongue. “Just like the useless Muntjac deer, I shoot so easily.”I sighed and ignored his goading comment. He knew his words would hurt me, especially as I wo
~MILLIE~“What do I do?” My voice sounded just about audible, as though life was being drained slowly from my body. “I can’t leave.” We both knew Dan wouldn’t let me go that easily or I would have left years ago.“Yes, you fucking can! Leave this shit for that arsehole to sort out and grab your things and move in with me. This is your chance now!”“But he will find me…You know he will!&rd
~AIDEN MULROSS~“GET OUT!” I demanded, pushing my body upright from the chair. My fists slammed into the ebony table beneath them, causing a vibration to ricochet off the expensive wooden surface. Silence quickly followed as the room stilled. No one contested me. They didn’t even dare to give me eye contact. Good… I would happily spill their blood at any attempt of interaction. With my expression fixed, I scanned the room. Now was not the time to try and compromise with me, so why are these bastards still sat in their seats? Are they scared to move? Mmm, damn right they should be. Or… Are they challenging my authority?
~MILLIE~“Urgh.” My alarm clock buzzed on the drawers next to my bed. Reluctantly, I extended my arm out from the warmth of the covers and turned it off. Ahh, another sleepless night. Dan plagued my subconscious mind during the midnight hours, tormenting me with the same reoccurring dream. A dream where I appear to be happily walking down the street on a hot summer’s day. The warmth from the sun-kissed the bare skin of my arms and legs and a gentle breeze playfully danced with the fabric of my beautiful knee-length dress. The scene is perfect. I'm completely lost within that moment. But then it changes. The sun hides behind thick black clouds as the atmosphere turns cold. Dan appears out of nowhere. Right in front of me with
~MILLIE~It seemed like we had been speaking for hours. I was completely entranced by her every word, eagerly awaiting more. April was a beautiful person, both inside and out. I could tell she cared so much for all wildlife, regardless of how big or how small, and no matter how dangerous some of the animals could be. I learned that she set up the animal shelter when she was only 17 years old. She had watched a game hunter shoot a deer. The shot wasn’t enough to kill the deer, allowing it to run off, however, it was enough to cause a nasty infection which would have resulted in a slow and painful death. Somehow, she managed to capture it, treat it and nursed it back to health before releasing it into the wild. This was just one of the ma