I hear a strangled howl from below the floor under Jeff. Looking at me they both make a move to grab me. Dodging Jeff and snatching the other guy’s wrist I twist him around and shove his face into the grill of the tractor. His head making a sickening thud and he falls to the ground down for the count. That was too easy. I turn to face Jeff and he is on me before I can dodge him again. He tackles me to the floor and lands on top of me. He stinks, like halitosis and mildew. He maneuvers his legs so he is straddling me and grabs my neck with both hands choking me. I use my arms, thrusting them up between his breaking his choke hold on me and knocking him off balance. I am able to jump up before he has time to recover and kick him in the face as hard as I can. Twice.
With them both out cold I reach down and remove the laces from my boots, and hog tie them both. Fucking animals, serves them right.&
The last thing I remember is dropping the keys to Sherry’s in the mail slot. Beating myself up for not going after Hannah, I was considering going over to her room to explain. It wasn’t anything against her, I just wasn’t expecting it. It was like she was reading my mind and it threw me off. I woke up to the sound of Ray, the pack doc telling someone that I’m damn lucky to be alive. The amount of wolfsbane in my system was enough to kill our whole pack. “Those idiot meth heads were trying to get a ransom for him to feed their habit, and almost killed him.” I hear Deputy Scott say. “She saved his life?” Uncle Bob asks.“Hannah” My voice sounds ragged and harsh like I haven’t spoken in weeks. I don’t know how long I have been out, or if she even stuck around. I open my eyes and see that I am home in my own bed. I have a splitting headache, an
“I think I am going to need help in the shower. Wouldn’t want me to fall now, would you?” he says with a devilish grin and winks at me. “Do it!” Lily says, and I say fuck it and take off my giant t-shirt. “Oooooooh you hussy!” Lily sings at me. “Go away Lily” I tell her, and she does.I look at Gabe, clearly surprised, one hand on his hip and the other nervously stroking his thick beard. Standing there in nothing but my panties I put my hands on my hips and ask, “What? I cant get my favorite night shirt all wet!” pressing his lips together he hums “mmmh mmh mmh” and picks me up by the waist lifting me over the edge of the tub standing me up in the shower.I yelp at the sudden motion, and Gabe kneels in front of me with his hands on my hips he traces the seam of my panties and pulls them down. I lift my legs one at a time letting him remove
I walk out of the bathroom with my towel around my waste and I see Hannah curled up in the middle of my bed asleep with a towel on her head. She is wearing one of my shirts and I am glad to see her make herself at home. It’s strange to me that none of this feels new. It’s as if she has been here the whole time. I get dressed and head over to the pack house. My uncle is going to want to talk to me, I’m surprised he hasn’t barged in demanding answers already.I walk in and my little cousin Sarah runs up and jumps into my arms. “Gabe! I was worried. Dad said that you were hurt, but I couldn’t go see you because you looked gross.”, she rattles off. “Well, I don’t know what I looked like but I certainly felt gross.”, I tell her. “Where is your dad?” I ask. She points to his office, and I put her down. “Imma go watch TV.” She sa
I can’t believe I fell asleep after having already slept for almost a whole day. True, I wasn’t getting any sleep the whole time Gabe was unconscious, but you would think 18 hours would be enough. Im awakened by someone kissing my head. As I am stretching out I open my eyes to the most beautiful man I have ever seen. “hey Gabe.” I yawn. “Hey” he says sitting down on the bed beside me. With his hand resting on my hip he is looking down at me stretched out on his bed like I am the most interesting thing to have graced his presence. He really is a beautiful man. I'm looking up at his green eyes and my eyes travel down to his pouty lips. Yep, I'm a gonner.I prop my head up on my elbow and he puts his hand on my waist. “How long have I been asleep?” I ask. “bout 45 minutes”, he replies. Well that’s not so bad. When I sit up he
I had mixed feelings when I saw what remained of the burn on Hannah’s palm. Frustration that Sarah was hurt in the first place. Pride that my mate was able to help her. Heartbreak knowing that her ability to heal means that she has to endure the affliction of the person she helps. Does this mean that she felt what I felt while I was recovering? “No,” she says. “What I did for you was different.” She continues. “How do you know that is what I was thinking?” I ask her. “I’m pretty good at reading people.” She confides.“So, can you explain all of this to me?” I ask. “I am aware that you aren’t like any other human, and you know what I am. Being here for two weeks I’m sure that you have witnessed some strange things.” I can tell that she is really thinking about what she is going to say. This is uncomfortabl
Presenting the speech, that I just gave Gabe, is usually uncomfortable for me. In the past, sharing my story came after someone witnessed me do something that defies the laws of nature and science. I often feel like I need to explain myself, like I have done something wrong. I didn’t get that feeling with him. He listened to me intently and held me close as I continued to power through my story.When I finish talking, I am sitting cross legged leaning into his chest, and he has both arms wrapped around me. He shifts his body slightly turning his head to the side so that he can get a better look at me. He brushes my hair behind my ear and putting his hand behind my head he pulls me in and kisses me. “I’m glad she did.” He says. “Me too” I smile at him.I bring my hands up to his face and scratch at his beard gently, it’s softer than I thought it would be. My hands
Christine’s sudden appearance, though it created some frustration for me and pissed Theo off, was good for Hannah. When she was telling me about her experiences and always having to move on after her abilities are discovered, I was concerned that she would feel like she has to do the same this time. Now that I have her, there is no way that I am going to let her go. I will do everything in my power to make sure that she is safe.Christine coming to my house and talking to her seemed to put her at ease, and I hope that if it comes to it, Christine will be a huge advocate to convince her to stay. I know she is afraid of the outcome of learning the origin of her abilities. I can’t blame her, I couldn’t imagine how traumatizing it would have been if I found out I was a werewolf just out of the blue with out warning. I just can’t help but think that it is more than just a fluke that she is who she is.
I can’t believe that Gabe, the kind of guy you picture in your head when you think of your typical tough guy, the one that doesn’t invest as much in romance as he does work on his truck and drinking beer, just said that to me. The benefit of being me is that I know it was the truth. I felt it in every word. Maybe he is right, maybe I should look more into finding out what makes me the way I am.“Hannah, I know that you are afraid if you go digging you might not like what you find, but Gabe is right.” Lily tells me. “He isn’t going to let you leave, and he really is prepared to do whatever it takes to protect you.” I’m still latched on to Gabe with my head buried in his shoulder as he walks us back into his bedroom. “Lily, I really tried to fight it” I tell her. “I know you did, but there was no reason to. This is where you are supposed to be.”&nb
I fought like hell to get back to my family, but the lengths my cruel father-in-law was willing to go to, just to make me disappear were more than I could overcome. Old magic, ancient and pure was the only thing that saved my son and me that day. I learned much about myself while I was away from my family. The timing of my birth was used as a distraction to overthrow my father, one of the great fae Kings. My mother, father, and three older siblings were murdered by an uncle who coveted my father’s position. If it were not for the actions of a brave young maiden named Charlotte who took me and switched me with a human child who had been still born, I would have also been killed that day. In retrospect, growing up I always knew there was something wrong about the people that I knew as my parents. Curiosity got the best of me when I was a fourteen, sneaking into the file room during one of her many doctors’ visits I wasn’t
When he senses my presence, I see his certainty that I am a threat to his mate. It is evident in his fight to maintain control of his wolf. When I tell him that I don’t intend any harm to his mate I am being sincere. I imagine that he believes that I am taunting him, but I have other things in mind for her. She believes that I am telling the truth and told him such. She is right there are more pressing matters than some basic hunger that her blood ignites in the very nature of a vampire, and I have walked the earth nearly two centuries. I suppose I can’t blame him for his own instinct to protect her. The history of the relationship between our species’ is at best volatile. I watch as she does her best to calm him, and I have to say that I am in awe at her strength. It’s not a physical strength it’s something within her very soul. I will certainly be pooling some resources to find out what I can about her. I
Detective Small, I learned while in Dallas, is nothing short of a psychopath. His partner Detective Ryan was a good person who put trust in him as her partner, and it got her killed. His talent for pinning murders on members of society he deems to be unworthy was horrifying. I approached Detective Ryan with some information and hoped that she would take it seriously.I’m guessing she shared the information I provided her with him, because the next morning I discovered that she had been killed in what seemed to be a tragic accident. I suspected that it was Small that had been corrupt but I wasn’t sure. I knew there must have been something in the information that connected him to the crimes, and Detective Ryan must have figured it out.My contact found evidence that someone in their department was doctoring reports, intimidating, and killing witnesses, and a laundry list of things to get a false conviction on several cases
I finally started coming back to reality, and I can tell that it is still dark outside. My eyes flutter open and I don’t recognize my surroundings. Super. The room I am in is small, but it looks like it belongs to a teenage girl. Posters are hung on the wall, a small desk across from the bed I am on has books stacked on one side, and papers scattered over the top. The smell of dust and time fills my senses and there are big wooden block letters hanging on the door telling me that I am in Mara’s room.“You’ve GOT to be kidding me.” I say to myself knowing exactly where I am, but I don’t have any idea how I got here. I jump out of the bed and storm toward the door. I go to wretch it open, I’m angry, but its locked. I move to go out of the window and discover that they have bars installed on them now. Who the fuck does this woman think she is? She has got a lot of nerve.&n
The wolves served their purpose. Too my surprise they made my job much easier, though I am certain that they did that inadvertently. Hidden in the woods just out of sight I watched the interaction between my target and the distractions I hired to assist with my task. She spoke to the nomads, a plea not for her own life which caught me off guard. There was an honesty in her, as if she was truly trying to protect them from something. Obviously, she doesn’t know what these creatures are capable of.I watched from the cover of the trees as the energy pulsed into her. What began as a gentle pull from the environment around her slowly built, the apex reached heights even someone like myself couldn’t have imagined in my wildest dreams. I must admit, it was terrifying. I’m no stranger to the terrible things that most people don’t know exist. Hell, I’m one of them. In that moment, this woma
“Christine, I gotta run over to Gabe’s real quick and grab my phone.” I shouted through the kitchen as I made my way to the door. She was getting the rest of the kids in bed. Most of them had settled, so I felt she and Alicia had it covered. I was walking back to the pack house with my phone when Lily came crashing through my thoughts in a panic, ‘Hannah run!’, but it was too late.The first one came bursting out to the woods on the eastern side of the pack house and ran towards the huge window that looked out from the living room. I thought that for sure the glass would shatter from the sheer size of the matted and filthy wolf running at full speed, but it only bounced off with a yelp before its lifeless body fell to the porch. I knew it was dead because I opened my mind and all I felt coming from it was an emptiness. Not the thrum and hazy fog of unconsciousness.It’s comrades thought
As Hannah looked around the table at our lively group I wondered if her abilities were overwhelming her. She seemed to be looking at everyone intently. Maybe she is trying to sort through everyone’s emotions, I reasoned with myself. ‘Gabe, listen to her heart rate. It seems different like when she first saw us.’ Theo said. What does that mean? Honestly, I was too preoccupied with the beautiful woman standing in front of me to pay attention to her heart rate. Obviously, Theo wasn’t.‘Her heart rate is always stronger when she looks at us, but when she saw us the first time it was different. Like it skipped a beat synchronizing with ours.’ As he told me this I listened for her heart and heard what he was talking about. As she looked around, first at David and Alicia, then Melissa and Marcus, a slight jump in her heart rate, barely noticeable. ‘It did the same thing
With everyone in the pack house, I decided that it would be best if I closed myself from everyone’s emotions until I was more comfortable. This is something that I do when I anticipate being in a large group setting. I will start being completely closed off, and then person by person I will open up. Sometimes a person’s emotions are so strong that the intensity is overwhelming.Usually it depends on the context and is entirely circumstantial. Its like when youre listening to the radio and a commercial comes on. The volume seems to have raised significantly, or if you’re watching a movie when the action scene seems much louder than the more somber scene. Dealing with human emotion and the presence of so many, it can be a lot to deal with. The complete absence of emotions assaulting my brain can be helpful when I need to relax, so I decided to wait a while before feeling everyone out.As everyone sta
Greg came in to her life when he brought his sister in law to the clinic for her monthly check up. She didn’t think anything of him at first. She thought he was married to the women he came in with. Hannah was six months old, and Julie proudly hung a picture of her on her desk in the reception area. “Cute baby” he told her looking right into her green eyes. She felt flustered at the intensity of his gaze but politely thanked him and asked if he was excited to meet his own little one. The woman with him burst out laughing when he looked at Julie with a puzzled expression.“Jeez Greg! Leave it to you to hit on someone at the prenatal clinic!” the woman beside him said. “He's my brother in law sweetie, my husband is out of town and Casanova here insisted on bringing me to my appointment. He’s a gentleman I promise.” She managed to choke out through her laughter. “oh lord!,