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Hailey’s POV After Bruce left, I sat down on the bed. What did Brain want with me? Where am I? Yes, at his house, but where would that be? Still feeling under the weather, I decided to take a shower hoping that I would feel better. Going to the bathroom, I again smelled that heavenly scent again. Closing my eyes, I could see him standing there with just a towel around his waist and bare chest. Shaking my head, I need to get these thoughts out of my head. There was something in that smell that wanted me to just touch him. I closed the door, making sure it was locked. Standing under the shower, I just let the water flows over my body. Taking the shower gel from the shelves, again the same smell. God, everything in here smells like him. Could this be his room? If I was here in his room, where would he be? Will he be comfortable? Why do I care, he kidnapped me, but yet I somehow care about him. After my shower, I dried myself off, putting on a bathrobe that I saw hanging on a railing
Walking slowly inside I feel overwhelmed. I go stand in front of a horse it was black with a white spot between his eyes. Looking back at me with those huge brown eyes.My hand goes slowly to his nose, as I was about to touch it a clap hits my back making me jump.“Well seems to me old Black likes you,” Bruce says right at the back of me. Turning around I slap him on the arm“You scared me, you dumb ass!” I shout at him.“But that look on your face when you turned was out of this world. “He says laughing so that he is holding his stomach. “I do not think it is funny” I try sounding serious but yet I start to laugh as well. Still laughing as we walk through the stables, he suddenly stops. It looked like he was thinking then just saying “I will be back now, just wait here” and leaves. I look around, the horses were beautiful. Each with its unique colour. They were defiantly taken care of with pride. The stables were clean and did not smell as I thought they would be being filled with ho
Biting down on my lip to try and hind the pain and lift the fork going in as much force as I could towards him. He turns to me again but this time he lowers his body ready for attack. As he looks me right in the eye, I could see that I have to react fast and hope that I strike him in a deadly strike or I will be the one who will be dying. As he jumps forward, I lift the fork and hit him right in the chest. With a howl, he falls down to the ground as I follow him. The pain in my leg was too much to bear, I try to sit up to see what the damage was but all I could see is blood streaming onto the cement floor. I turn my head to see if the wolf is dead but could not believe my eyes in its place was a man, a very naked man with a fork in his chest. All my mind was telling me is that I just killed a man. I was sure it was a wolf I stabbed or was I dreaming that it was a wolf. It was a wolf I saw it with my own eyes, the fur, the eyes I even heard the growl, it was not a dream but where is th
Serafino’s POV. Waking up to glass crashing on the floor, I jump up. What the hell is happening. Reaching the kitchen where the sound comes from, I see Rebecca standing in front of the table with eyes and brows pulled together. “Hi, you are awake. I thought of making breakfast for us but I am not that good in the kitchen. Sorry I broke one of your bowls while whipping up the eggs” she says with a shy smile on her lips. There were eggs all over the counter, floor, and well Rebecca. I never thought I would see her feeling shy. That was not Rebecca, she was always bold and never feared anything, well maybe a spider but that was it. “it’s fine to let me help, you can watch,” I say as I take another bowl and begin to crack eggs into it after cleaning the mess she made. “Stef, I have been thinking, maybe we must go to New Orleans. Their witches are very powerful and have a more powerful link to their ancestors than I have. We could hear if maybe they know who this Dark Lady is and who
“Please Hailey, my love, please do not leave us. Give me a chance, I can change, I will try to change.” I tell her as I run back to the pack house.Getting to the pack house I rush to my bedroom, where Mary and Tom the pack doctor were standing waiting for me. I place Hailey softly on the bed. The bind around her leg is already red with her blood, with a shocked expression Tom starts to remove the bind. All I could do is stare, I felt lost, frozen in place. Taking my hand Mary moves me away from the bed so to give Tom more space to work.“She will be alright,” she says with her arm going around my waist as she was too small to get it around my shoulders.Feeling numb I just go down sitting on the chair with my head in my hands slumping forward. What have I done, I did not listen to Cayden and for that left her vulnerable. Now because of my action, Cayden might lose his mate, I did not protect her.Standing Tom comes and places a hand on my shoulder. Looking up I could see sadness, fea
Hailey’s POV I am standing next to the most beautiful waterfall. The water is so clear that you could see the fish and pebbles under the water. “I was waiting for you my most beautiful strong daughter” I hear a soft voice talking to me. Looking up I see her. She was magnificent. Her hair was white as snow, waving in the breeze. Her white dress shimmered with silver reaching past her feet as it drifted on the water, but yet it is not getting wet. On top of her head, she had the signs of a full moon and two halves of a moon on either side. Her face was smooth and her eyes full of caring, she looked like a mother looking at her newborn baby for the first time. “Um who are you and why do you call me daughter?” I ask feeling that somehow, I should know her but yet I don’t. “I am the Moon Goddess, Selene, and you my daughter my most precious gift.” She says with that smooth voice that could rock a baby to sleep. “Moon Goddess?” Am I dreaming for I know she is an illusion from my books
Still trying to figure out why I feel different, the door opens. It sounded like thunder in my ears. I tried to cover my ears. I could not, it was as if my hand was only on top of my head. Almost like a dog covering its ears from sound. Another load sounded this time like something fell on the floor. Lifting my head, I could see Bruce with shocked eyes and a mouth that was not attached to his face would be on the floor. In front of him was a tray, food scattered around the floor. “O, my God!” was all he said, seeing Mary standing at the side of him, I could see her shocked face as well. What are they so shocked about? I am just lying on the floor, with Brian next to me still kneeling. He runs his hand over my body. "You are so beautiful”, I hear his husky voice, still feeling his hand on me. There are tingles in each part of my body he touches. Looking back at Bruce and Mary, I could see them still just standing there frozen in place. Mary is the first one to react, coming forward
I wake up feeling sore as if I was in the gym way too long. My muscles ached and then this feeling of being caged by something. My hand feels what has me caged in without opening my eyes. It is an arm, a very soft but muscled arm. Tracing my fingers over the arm, I feel a lust build up in the pit of my stomach that makes me moan. I slowly opened my eyes, turning to the person lying next to me on the bed. It was Brain or Cayden, I do not know which, but by god, he was handsome as he was lying there bare chest. As if my body took over all senses of rationality, I turned to look at him. My hand goes to his chest, tracing my fingers softly over his six-pack, every line, every curve. I felt him stir and keep my hand still. He relaxed again, now I cannot take it anymore. I needed to taste him. After I carefully removed his arm, making sure not to wake him, I lifted my body onto my knees next to his body. My head dips towards his chest as I start to trace his skin with my tongue. He tasted s