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
Cayden’s POV Waking up for the best sleep I have ever had. I could feel her body next to me, while I held her tightly in my arms. My mate, my beautiful mate. Turning my head, I stared at her, she looked so peaceful. The memories of last night come back to me and I feel myself getting hard again. I thought I had died and gone to heaven the first time I entered her, she was so tight and soft. I tried to hold back but the first time she let out that moan my primal instincts kicked in and could not keep back any longer. I felt Brain, he was as much turned on by everything as I was. I hope that this changes his mind about her and that he will give our mate a chance. She moans a little and shifts closer, throwing one hand over my chest. I stroke her hand softly, feeling the sparks as our skin touches. I could not believe that she was a white wolf. What were the changes? Just like my mother, but then fear settled in me as I knew what that meant. Every rouge would try to take her. I could no
Brian’s POVHearing that she is doubting if she is dreaming or alive, Cayden gives control back to me, knowing I would be able to explain to her what happened the best I could. Pulling my chair near, I placed a finger under her chin, making her lift her head. I looked deep into her eyes, I needed to tell her that her whole world as she knew it had changed.“Hailey, I am going to tell you what happened but I want you to listen to me. No matter what you are Cayden’s mate, he loves you and will always protect you.” I keep my voice calm and collected.She stares at me with a blank expression. I began telling her about the myth, the truth thing that Tom talked about. She turns into the white wolf she saw in the mirror. Through all this, she stares at me saying nothing. When I was done, I held my breath. What was she thinking?“You mean…um, I am a werewolf now, like in my books. That I am not dreaming but there are such things as werewolves?” her voice filled with insecurity. “Yes,” I to
Bourdon Street is the most well-known street. It is the heart of the French Quarter, it is here where the party never ends. There are always crowds of revelers, live music, and street performers. It is buzzing with neon signs, free-flowing drinks, and more. We stopped at some street artists as they painted on canvases or even on the sidewalk. As we walked around, you could see the different creatures walking between the humans, blending in as if they were one of them. We asked around but we got no answer and just weird looks as if we had grown two heads or something. We got an old bugger who said that if we find her, we should call him because he would like to mate her. Drunk as if I would ever do something like that, then I looked at him as if he had grown two heads. “We should head back home and get dressed so we can go to the club. It is almost 7 pm,” I said as we headed home to go shower and get ready. At ten we headed down Bourdon Street again towards the end where the older b