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In the morning, I board the jet, only to find an unfamiliar pilot performing preflight checks. Oh, Hell no. I'm not going to fly with a pilot I don't know. First off, I have no idea what his experience is. Secondly, too many media outlets try to sneak around to get information about me and my company. I wouldn't put it past a network to plant a pilot to try to get intel on me. MasonCo is a multibillion dollar corporation. Because of the nature of our work, I usually decline interviews. I don't need any information about my clients to accidentally leak to anyone. Unfortunately, this tactic makes the media more desperate to find out how I am so successful. When I do go out in public in the human world, paparazzi always seem to find me and make up the most ridiculous shit about my business dealings and relationship status. This guy looks familiar, but I can't put a finger on where I have seen him before. Definitely not on one of my private flights. My intuition suddenly tells me I n
Kas's POV Tomorrow is the big day! I'm finally going home. Oh, my Goddess! Thinking about being able to sleep and snuggle up to Bronx every night, being able to get into a routine with the pack, and continuing to hone my abilities, it all sounds perfect. For the first time in my life, I am truly looking forward to my future. I have hope in my heart. Lex is excited because she will have more opportunities to run on the Blood River pack territory. She is looking forward to the additional freedom. I can't blame her. As she has become stronger, she has more energy to burn. Some days I feel like I am vibrating from the inside out because she has trouble containing her energy. I'm also really excited that Delilah and James get to stay together. They are so in love. It is adorable to watch them together. Who knew such a ferocious warrior could turn into such a mushy little pup when he is around his mate? She is going to fit in perfectly with the pack. Marco has been a trooper throughout th
My heart sinks. No no no no. This is not happening. This is NOT happening! Okay, calm down, Kas. Meditate. Find him through our connection. You're a Goddess, damn it. “Alright, if I have to be on lockdown, can it be in the meditation room, please?" I ask Lady Camille. “Of course, Luna Iokaste. Please be careful in your search. Sister Delilah, please accompany your Luna. Should she need anything, you are to assist in any way you can." Lady Camille says in a comforting manner. “Thank you, Lady Camille." I sigh with my hands over my heart. Marco gently takes me by the elbow and leads me to the meditation room with James and Delilah right behind us. Marco and James have never really needed to protect me from a threat. It is shocking to see how their demeanor has changed from being watchful to being protective. There's no windows or other doors in the meditation room. It is dimly lit with mats and cushions placed on the floor. There is a hint of music playing in the background. One w
Kas's POV As I pull away from my physical body and spread my spirit into the universe, I feel him. His spirit is fading, but he's there. I sense a familiar pain coursing through me. Something tells me his back is wet with blood and there is poison in his veins, but my spirit doesn't understand that physical concept. I focus on him with all my power. His and Saint's souls are in limbo. They are no longer connected to each other, not alive, but not yet dead. I collect their essences, willing them to come toward me, toward life, and follow me back to Bronx's body before it's too late. I push my healing powers out to Bronx and Saint. Giving them the strength to live. "Bronx, come back, Sweetheart." I sense his spirit recognizes mine. He flickers brighter. It's almost indistinguishable, but it's there. The tiniest little spark. "I need you to tell me where you are, Bronx." A vision comes to me of an abandoned house with a human church in the distance. It's a very old stone structure.
Lex's POV I can't feel Kas. For the first time in millennia, our spirits are split from each other. I know I'm a warrior, but I'm scared. Kas and I have worked through our problems together forever. Like she said, forever in the past and forever in the future. Without her, I'm just a wolf. I don't know where I am or how I'm going to get back to her. The last thing I remember, she was reaching out to the universe to find our mate. She didn't realize she reached too far. But I don't blame her. She did the right thing. We needed to find Saint and Bronx. We found them. By the time we got to Bronx, Saint was already edging to Purgatory, moments from death. Kas was amazing. She kept reaching, even after we were stretched too far. I helped but I could feel the strain on her human spirit. I reached out to Saint and made a connection with him. I led him back to Bronx. I don't know if he made it all the way. I hope he did. Saint isn't here now. Neither is Kas or Bronx. I'm so scared. I pray m
I run the water in the huge bathtub. Kas comes in with a sachet full of fragrant herbs and spreads them in the water. As they touch the surface, they sizzle and disappear, turning the water a deep aqua green. I step in first, then help her in. Kas sits behind me and gently pours water down my back, being careful not to touch my wounds with her hands. The initial sting gives way to a cooling feeling. My skin immediately feels relief, causing me to audibly groan. "Now this is some magic I can get into." I sigh. Kas giggles behind me. "These witches know a thing or two about healing, huh?" We adjust our positions so she is sitting in front of me. I move her braided hair out of the way and use the cup to pour the water over her back. The sight of her wounds makes me cringe. "Oh, Baby, this is terrible." I don't even realize I say it out loud. "It was worth it, Bronx. It isn't any worse than what I have experienced before." She turns her head slightly back toward me and says with a sl
Kas's POV An hour later, we are standing at the gates to the coven's realm. Henri is there with blacked-out SUVs to transport us. We don't stop at Lune D'or, but we do stop at a small café in the quaint little human town where the airport is while we wait for our flight time. I am not very hungry, so I only have a small plate of cheeses and meats. At first, Bronx insists I sit on his lap, but he keeps getting pulled away by phone calls, so I sit next to Delilah. I watch my mate pacing on the sidewalk and smoking outside the big window, which reminds me that Marco has my phone. I don't expect any calls or messages. Everyone who has the number knew I was unavailable. I power up the phone and wait a minute as it connects with wifi. Notifications start to ping… dozens of them. Soon my phone is flooded with notifications. I open my texts to find that Bronx messaged me every day. Things to the effect of how much he cares about me and misses me, updates on things going on with the pack, a
After a long day of catching up with everyone, Bronx and I finally get back to our apartment. I'm exhausted, but I need a shower. The problem is, my back is still sore, and not completely healed. I let Bronx lift my shirt to check my wounds. He agrees that the water pressure is probably a bad idea for another day or so. “How about I run a bath for us, Baby?" He offers. He gives me a gentle hug and goes to run the water. When I get into the bathroom, Bronx helps me undress. “I got this, Baby. Let me take care of you." He insists. I blush at the gesture as he carefully removes my clothes for me. With every piece of clothing he removes, he places innocent little kisses on my skin, setting off little sparks with each one. He helps me into the tub, then removes his clothes and joins me. Bronx lets me look at his back first. His wounds are mostly healed, except for the ones that were the deepest. There are scars starting to form across his whole back. Most of his tattoos are ruined. Wh