My mouth was agape and my brain was literally fried. I couldn't and didn't know how to kick-start my body to function anymore as I tried to process who was in front of me. Not only was Jake lying down on the floor, knocked out cold, but the man who constantly was stalking me, pressuring me with the Kiss Rock and insane interactions also was finally in front of me, and I didn't know what to do or how to act. I haven't seen him before, to place a face to him, but I knew it was him. With the dark, long hair, the ominous aura around him, his smell, and the looming figure, it was no doubt that it was the mysterious stranger. However, now I could see his face properly and somehow, it sent chills down my spine and made me uncomfortable. His hawk-like features, his piercing, icy blue gaze, his raven hair, long and framing his face...he was very handsome, no question, but it was unsettling. Even with the little features I had managed to gather, I still couldn't...see him. His eyes, those i
My hair whooshed to the side and my heart beat so loudly and erratically in my chest, I was very sure that the vampire would hear it. I gulped, trying to keep it under control, not wanting to entice the bloodsucker with any sudden movements or action.I could feel his presence behind me, yet, I couldn't bring myself to turn around. I didn't want to turn around. I read somewhere, that vampires could smell fear from a mile away and they craved it, they drew it in, like their source of livelihood and I didn't like that one bit, especially now that my fear was spiked up to the heavens.I felt him come closer to me, his proximity now was so startling, that I let out an involuntary gasp, mentally slapping myself as soon as I did. With his revelation and thoughts about me, I didn't want him to egg on any thoughts about me having similar feelings about him as well. And my fears proved to be right when I felt the vampire's fangs graze against my neck. My breath hitched in my throat and I slo
Fuck, what do I do? Now that the map's stolen, there's no way for us to progress, not to talk about getting it back, it's long gone! The only thing I could do now, to salvage the situation was to reveal some parts of what happened to Jake. Right now, he was clueless about what happened and he didn't have a single iota about what to do. On one hand, I held little information, which could still act as a lead, making it better for the both of us. It was the only way.I pulled out of his grasp and feigned suspicion, raising my nose in the air, as if in familiarity.“Hm? What is it? Did you find anything?” I heard him ask from behind me, confusion and concern filling his voice. I turned around slowly, putting on my acting mask as I formulated a believable lie in my head.“This scent...this trace of energy...it belongs to a vampire,” I said to him, hoping he would catch on. He raised his eyebrow up in askance as if he couldn't understand what I was saying.“I mean, we're not so far from th
Slowly, we found ourselves inching closer, the Packhouse was soon in view and terror began to ram against my chest like a sledgehammer. I didn't even think about it, but what would they say when they discovered that I lost it? It was very important, Dan had stressed and warned us about it and now as we were coming home empty handedI feared what Dan and the other Lycans might say when they heard about it. I, for one, know that they're going to be very furious.“Hey, it's okay,” Jake's voice snapped me out of my reverie as I turned to look at him beside me. He offered me a smile, though it looked really forced and tired and it didn't little to soothe me. Was it really okay?He stretched out his hand, then let out a genuine smile this time. I didn't hesitate in grabbing a hold of his fingers as he squeezed tightly, that was enough reassurance for me. I squeezed back with all that I got, trying to tell him in my own way, that it was okay too. We walked hand in hand through the forest, be
I stood there, a bit surprised. I recovered from it rather quickly and pulled Jason in, by hand. Once I made sure he was in my room, without anyone lurking around, I quickly shut the door and locked it, turning my attention back to the sexy man in my room. He looked so gorgeous if I do say so myself and I had a very hard time keeping my hands to myself. I knew that I was the one who called off all our fooling around, but even I still hand my wants and cravings from time to time.Without wasting any more time, I pushed the sexy hunk of a man against the doorframe and pulled him down towards me, making our lips to collide in a passionate kiss that nearly took my breath away. It was as if he was waiting...ever so patiently for this, because the way his lips molded right up against mine, was something to behold. I loved it. I craved it.. more. His kisses were a gateway to take my mind off of things, especially that vile Vampire. The way his tongue slithered against my neck, his sharp fan
I blinked, my mouth parted open in mild surprise before I chuckled nervously. What was he talking about? He was there when I told everyone about what happened, with the stealing of the map and everything. I left no details, so why was he suddenly asking me about my day?Then it dawned on me. Did he see through all my lies? Did he know I was hiding something from them or was it his intuition? Still, it was impossible for him to call me out on my bullshit, right? He couldn't possibly know what the vampire did to me earlier, his touches and the way his fangs grazed against my neck...right?His pair of hands on my breasts, squeezing playfully, brought me out of my thoughts. I looked down and laughed a bit, the way Jason could be so eager was honestly adorable, he just didn't know it. His hands started massaging them, tracing my areola teasingly in circles, pinching at my sensitive nubs, igniting something strong and powerful within me. Moans left my lips when his index and thumb pressed
His main reason for wanting to go to the Vampires’ land was because he wanted revenge and nothing more. He was just using us as a decoy to fulfill it. Though, I could see that there was a hidden and very intense type of resentment in his eyes, letting me know that there was also another thing, another reason why he was so bent on it and I couldn't tell what it was.“The plan's simple, you place a concealing spell on me, I'll follow both of you everywhere you go, then we'll meet in an inn, where you can take off the spell and we can have our quiet conversations in private,” he declared, already planning ahead and giving me the rundown of what was to come.My mouth opened and closed, as I tried to formulate words together. How could I lay it to him gently, that what he was doing wasn't really required of him? “Well, I mean that's a great plan, Jason. But I don't see the need for the three of us to go there together, it would be crowded if we do. I could go on my own, plus it doesn't see
I woke up, momentarily dazed. Jason's arm was around me, weighing over the blanket like a protective covering. He was still very much asleep, snoring lightly into the sheets. I sat up, frowning at the sudden abruptness of being roused from my slumber. I was woken up, but why? There was definitely something that triggered off my sleep, but I didn't remember it. Then I heard the noises downstairs. They were quiet, from how I heard, but I knew the door was muffling it and by the time I stopped to see what was going on, I would be flooded by the noise.Unable to stop my curiosity from blooming, I found myself slipping out of bed, putting on my soft bunny slippers on and making my way, tiptoeing to the door, making sure not to wake Jason up. I managed to open the door as quietly as I could and got down to the staircase with the same silence I could muster up. As I got closer, I saw the lights on in the large living room, where the sound was also coming from.
***Our honeymoon at the resort was nothing short of a paradise. It was wonderful being able to flaunt my husbands out to everyone without living in fear of what people would say anymore. There was the occasional criticism from strangers, but it’s nothing that I couldn’t handle, especially not with my six-foot and above husbands threatening to destroy anyone that antagonizes me on sight.Husbands. The title made me giggle.In a paranormal sense, they were my mates and we were bonded on a more spiritual level than what the basis of marriage was, but it made me happier to call them my husbands, especially since it’s not far from the truth either. They even went as far to give me rings, three of them, which I wore each day and alternated when I felt like it.I was genuinely happy. I loved my life now and I wished my joy would never end. We ate together each morning and went sightseeing, sometimes we would lounge on the beach, and at other times we would go to the mall to shop or to the
It’s been months since the ordeal. Exactly three months since Jake and Jared regained their consciousness and opened their eyes from the coma. I sighed, watching the ocean crash against the shore in slow, rhythmical movements, enjoying the salty sea breeze. I had my mating ritual a week ago and currently we are on our honeymoon. I wouldn’t say that life had been easy on us, reaching up to this point, but I was just grateful that finally, I had my moment of peace and love. When the two of them woke up from their week-long torpor, they were happy, albeit, some of the Lycans took this as a chance to condemn us all. Apparently, the word that the four of us were in a relationship had spread like a wildfire, though we weren’t trying to hide it after the whole event. There was a huge amount of backlash and even when we explained to them that we were mates and even threw in the Red String of Fate theory to them, most of them ignored it and chose not to believe us. It was at that moment th
“Gilda. Let’s not go into hasty decisions,” Jason started calmly as if her words didn’t affect him in the slightest. “You’re an adult and honestly I’m fine with any decision that you make and whatever you find is best for you. I will respect it nevertheless. But do not bring that child into the equation, okay? Leave your baby out of it,” he pointed to her stomach sternly, his eyes narrowed to slits.Her gaze went defensive once again. “What are you talking about—”“Like I said, I will respect your decision, but leave the baby out of it. The baby has to be born before you carry out any plans you have in mind. Because I don’t think Emery would appreciate you doing that to your child, when he was so excited to see them,” Jason said, with an air of finality in his voice. His face and voice were cold and cutting, but it was just exactly what Gilda needed. She didn’t want any pity remarks or sympathetic looks thrown her way, she needed the reality check and Jason gave it to her on a cold pl
Beep. Beep. Beep. The heart monitor beside the hospital beds beeped simultaneously, both soothing and disturbing at the same time. It pained me to see them lying motionless on the beds, but at the same time, I felt a sense of relief, just knowing that they were alive. It was good enough for me. The high-pitched electronic sound was my only hope in the dark. It was the anchor that was keeping me afloat. Without those two shrill sounds, I don’t know what I would do…It has been a week since the war. A week since we buried Dan, Emery and the rest of the people that died in the war. Surely enough, the whole community was thrown into a frenzy. Wails and tears everywhere for their loved ones and families, all the lycans were thrown into despair and devastation. I was still numb from the whole thing. I couldn’t even process that Dan and the others were gone, it all still felt imaginary, like a sick nightmare that I was ready to wake up from. To top it all off, Jake and Jared are in a coma
Jason’s words rang through my head like a siren and I stared at him in disbelief. I couldn’t believe my ears. I couldn’t believe that he would say that and give me up so easily. I looked at Jared and Jake, seeing their faces contorted in pain and agony, that I could also feel from the throbbing of my heart. They were slowly dying. If they don’t get those chains off of them soon, they will die. As disappointed and hurt as I was, listening to Jason’s negotiation, I understood that it was the best alternative.Damien looked surprised, yet at the same time he looked morbidly pleased with the turn out, as if he was expecting Jason to surrender in the first place. “Well, it’s up to you Cassandra. Do you agree to be with me in return for the release of your lovers, or if you want, I could kill them all right in front of you. Choose your pick,” he grinned at me, like he was telling a joke only he knew. I was disgusted.I looked at Jason once again, my chest heavy laden and heartbroken as I tu
Jason instantly turned to the man, giving him his full attention, but I, on the other hand, was finding it hard to keep my blush down. Was Jason just about to say that he loved me? I shook my head and tried to focus on the conversation in front of me. Now wasn’t the time.“…the helicopter is here to pick you up sir,” the Lycan said and that snagged me out of the previous thoughts I was having. “Good. Tell the pilot that I’ll be there soon,” Jason ordered, dismissing the man before turning to me. My stomach churned a bit and I had an idea of what he was about to say next. “Cassandra…I know you may not like this, but I would have to ask you to sit this one out—”“No,” I folded my arms across my chest and flared up at him. I can’t believe that he would tell me something like that. He opened his mouth to insist again, but I shut him down faster than he would have liked. He frowned this time, keeping his expression stern, though I knew that he wasn’t really annoyed with me, he just wante
Damien folded his arms, looking nonchalant and unscathed in the face of the catastrophe all around him. Blood spilled and splattered everywhere, guts and internal juice as well and the smell of smoke and ash with each breath he took. He barely made moves to kill anyone, watching as his men sliced, cut down and were also cut down by their opponents.Any onlooker who was watching Damien would see and notice his calm demeanor, but on the inside, Damien was fuming. One would think that he would be happy from all the chaos caused by him and the upper hand he had against the Lycans, but they would be wrong. He was in a rageful fit.It had been hours since he arrived in the Lycan Territory and began killing his way into the heart of it all. It had also been hours since he got feedback that Cassandra wasn’t even in the Territory at the moment, that she had been long gone since, even before the war started, so there was no chance of chasing after her even if he wanted to. He had tried to pry t
“What?!” Jason growled, the sound reverberating through my bones and it was not in the soothing way I was used to. He was pissed. The veins by the sides of his temple grew prominent the angrier he got, bulging in time with the ones around his arms and muscles. On any other day, I would have taken the time to admire them, but now wasn’t the right time to. My eyes sought his pleadingly, however, he was too far gone in his anger to even see me. “Do you know how risky and dangerous it was, keeping this secret from us?! I can’t fucking believe that you knew this for so long, yet you kept it from us! What the fuck were you thinking?! Do you know if the warlock had bad intentions towards you? Or what…do you really think that you can go toe to toe with him? Cassandra, I know that you are strong, I have seen your abilities and I don’t doubt your strength in any way or form. But I’ve seen his powers first hand and I’m very sure he could overpower you if he wanted to. That’s not even the point
Swoosh. My head felt like jelly as something akin to a rush of wind passed through my brain, leaving me lightheaded. Behind my eyelids, light in circular rings passed through them like a hypnotic wave, forcing me in it, as if trapping me and truly, that’s how I felt. The bed underneath me disappeared and though I felt stable, it seemed like I was floating on air. Even Jason that was in front of me had disappeared, leaving a trail of pixel-like splatters in his place. It was confusing, yet I couldn’t break my focus.Soon, the white light was replaced with multiple films of images swirling all around me. I frowned, wondering they were and what they could mean to me, when a sudden sense of nostalgia and deja vu hit me like a truck. I realized that in these moving images all around, each of them held a picture of me or rather, a memory of me. The ones where I was happy, the moments when I was sad, ones when I was angry, each of them were all inarguably me. It was bizarre, but then everyt