Nan’s POVI see the moment Lionel registers what he is looking at.The angry sneer at his mouth fades away. His jaw slightly drops. Eyes completely glued on my necklace.‘How in the world has he come to that conclusion?’ I think. I am mystified by his logic.Several moments passed quietly between us
“My mother gave me that necklace for my 13(th) birthday. It was a long-held family heirloom. Centuries old.” I comment absently.Lionel smiles weakly at me. Not knowing the full truth but obviously sensing the direction my story is going. “That sounds special.”I dig my fingers into my legs. “It was
Lionel’s POVNan has not spoken to me since our last encounter.It is painful. She will not respond to me directly. She will not even look at me.I know…because I barely take my eyes off of her. I take in every sight of her like a man starved of substance. My wolf will not tolerate otherwise.If we
Vera jumps out of her chair. “I’ll do it now!” She strides to the makeshift study room.“Wait for me!” Patti cries out.I am quickly left behind. I smirk at their ‘sudden’ change of heart. Bribery is the fastest way to get the girls to listen.Is it the best parenting choice? Maybe not. But it works
Nan’s POVHe stares at me kindly.It destroys the last vestiges of my anger. A serenity has overtaken me. I smile sheepishly.His eyes visibly soften. It’s a bit difficult at that precise moment to understand how I held onto my anger for so long. Perhaps I would not have reacted so outlandishly had
Ancient clans would imbue certain objects with curses. Items of great value or those meant only for those within the clans. These curses responded only to the blood lines that created the curses.As the time of clans fell, so did those with the power range to create curses. Curse require a lot of po
Nan’s POVHis hands wipe away my stray tears.His large warm hands cup my face tenderly. He presses slow kisses there. He softly kisses the sharp points of my cheeks…the tip of my nose...my mouth….His lips are soft and cool against my flushed face. It is caring. It is sensual.And then he works his
I immediately turn my attention that way. Not liking the situation. My unhappiness expands when I realize the face I am looking at.I look into the face of my ex-boyfriend…David.I go to walk away. But he stops me. “Not so fast, bitch.”“Didn’t you swear I would never see your face again?” I spit ba
Third Person POVIt had been the easiest wedding Nan had ever planned.She knew that she might have been stressed under any other circumstances. Nan had survived much worse than planning her own wedding. So this did not phase her.Scarlett and her sister had been a huge help in that regard.Nan was
He pulled out all the way and then slammed back in. Again and again. It was fast and brutal.I loved every second of it. This is what I had been craving. Lionel at his wildest and utterly crazed for me.At one point he turned me onto all fours. This new ankle only brought him deeper. Making me clenc
Nan’s POVIt should have been awkward.We were on a deserted island. The heavy weight of history of this place resting over us like a dark cloud. Exposed to the elements.It should not have been as arousing as it was.There was something about this that excited me. We were out in the open. Anyone co
I felt sick to my stomach. Everything I had uncovered had hinted at some dark origins. I could not have imagined anything like this.I could imagine it in my mind’s eye. The betrayal from the people they had led. Blood and shackles their new fate.“Only one clan remembered its original purpose. Only
Nan’s POVThis was the moment I had been waiting for.Mr. Holder had allowed us to go home and rest for a while. Correctly guessing that Lionel and I needed time to rest after that ordeal. Neither of us wanted to be far from each other that night.Mr. Holder had requested for us to meet with him at
I let the bond wash over me. Lionel pushes his emotions through. His fear, his worry, his love.I send back my own terrible fear and pain. He takes it into himself. Almost cupping it like he would a wound.There are no true words in the bond. Not really. But if there were…‘Remember…fight…remember w
Nan’s POVMy entire world was aflame.Fire filled my vision. Smoke burned my lungs. I held my breath.The fire licked at my skin. Heated my blood. Seeking to fill the hollow of my bones.The strangest thing was that I was not burning.I should have been. Any normal fire would nave incinerated me. Ye
“Yes?”“If we do this-” She begins.“Nan!” I interject sharply.I am ignored.“-and it fails…what will happen to me?” She asks tightly.He meets her gaze head on. Unflinching. “You would most likely perish.”“See?! It’s too risky!” I growl.Nan is not paying me any mind. Her attention is directed at
Lionel’s POV“Today marks your third trial.”“What is today?” I ask weakly. “Running through the forest…a treasure hunt?”Each trial had gotten progressively more difficult. I had not forgotten the man’s last words to us. Knowing that this would be the worst of all did not inspire much confidence in