“Do you think that you are going to be able to help us in any way?” asked Beth as Red looked at the kids and thought what on earth would make someone kidnap such kids.
“I was trying to get out of this place somehow by hanging from the ledge of the window but I only lost a nail in the process,” said Red as softly as she could. All three of them had shared the meal and the cubs had asked her to eat the food because they said they had eaten earlier.
“Why were you taken from home?” Red suddenly asked and Taylor looked at his sister and then Beth nodded. Red was getting the subtle indication that it was Beth who made sure that Taylor did not say anything which would be wrong or get them into trouble. These two might be twins and they were certainly depending on each other in that way.
“I think they want something which our Dad has. Our Dad is in a pretty important position and we are the most important people in his life apar
She didn't want to.She closed her eyes and savored how it had felt. She felt so submissive, but also protected and cared for. The dragon might have dominated her, but there was no malice and no intent to hurt; only intent to care for and protect. It felt like almost like a dream...Her dream...Then she remembered.Just as their bond had finished, a fantasy flashed through her mind. Her, lying naked and helpless while Ethan made love to her as a dragon. She had indulged the fantasy throughout dinner, but never thought it would actually come true.Beth felt the mattress shift and the dragon crawled up on the bed. She kept her eyes closed, but could feel him hovering over her. They weren't touching, but she could feel his breath on her neck and somehow sense his body above hers."Open your eyes," the dragon within Ethan commanded.Beth knew what he was demanding. He wanted her to open them so he could take c
Red’s Memory"We've got to get out of here..."Crimson Devencourt stumbled out of the parlour and up the old set of servant's steps which ran around the back of the house, avoiding the main part of the building."Come on, Mary!"She grabbed at the young maid's sleeve, dragging her along behind, the two women finding it hard to run in their long skirts, but after everything they had just witnessed, they were determined to at least try.Their footsteps echoed hollowly on the cold stone floor as they skittered like two frightened shadows up towards the first floor of the grand old house in which they lived, the estate having been home to the Devencourt family for seven generations. The study was where Robert- Crimson's husband of two months- had said to meet them, before he and the other men of the house had gathered any weapons they could find, and had set off after whatever it was that had left the bloody remains of the sculler
He looked calmly out at the view, as if it were a nice spring morning and he had just risen from a peaceful slumber to admire his house and gardens. He gazed across the hills and the nearby forest, then up at the brilliant full moon, blazing down from the thick black velvet sky. But as his eyes flicked back to face his enemy, they were no longer the cool and friendly shade of blue they had previously been, instead they flashed a vivid amber for a second; wide and savage and inhuman."You chose the wrong man to mess with," Robert snarled, shuddering as he felt his whole body tense, a sharp yet somehow comforting pain running down the back of his spine as he craned his neck upwards and closed his eyes. He had never done this before, but before his father had died, he had told him that when the time came, he would have to willingly accept their own curse to protect the ones he held dear, even if it meant risking being injustly hunted for the crimes of another.The
Anthiel knocked on the door of Ale's apartment. It was a few hours after sundown, but she hoped she would still be awake. Nobody answered so she knocked again. And again.Finally, Ale replied. "Go away.""It's Anthiel,""Go away," she repeated, though less firmly.Anthiel thought for a moment, then reached into her satchel and pulled out a small flute. It took her a moment to remember what Ale has said was her favorite song. Her mother would sing an old Elvin lullaby to her when she wasn't feeling well, and Anthiel thought that was a perfect fit. She started playing, and it took only a minute for her to open the doors.She looked decidedly the worse for wear.Her rich chocolate-brown hair was a tangled mess, her green dress was rumpled, and her eyes betrayed signs of crying."Oh, dear girl," she said while folding the wood elf into a motherly hug. Ale didn't say anything for a minute, so she just held her c
Falkaan leaned over the side of his airship and peered through the spyglass at Lord Borden's airship. Despite the only illumination coming from a half moon, his dark elf eyes could see well enough. There were shadowy figures moving on the deck of the other airship, many of whom looked to be carrying large boxes."They're running alright," he said to no one in particular. "Lord Delmar certainly knows his enemies.""Orders sir?" Damon asked. The grizzled first officer looked like he was sixty, although he hadn't turned forty yet.Falkaan closed the spyglass and dropped it into his coat pocket. "Give us some height Mr. Damon and put us directly over them. We'll attack once they reach cruising height and before they deploy their sails.""Aye aye captain," Damon said, and turned to the ship's wheel. Moments later, Falkaan felt a momentary tug of gravity as the ship started to gain altitude."Get the mercenaries ready for boarding," F
Alpha Samuel was looking at the woman who had just fought the werewolf before her single handedly without even thinking and blinking. It was like she was a human killing machine and she had tore open the jaws of Rick’s familiar brown and grey wolf with her bare hands. The cubs were still looking at her with awe in their gaze and Samuel himself was almost in the same state as Beth and Taylor.“You saved them,” he said as the woman looked at him. There was a hint of recognition in her eyes as she said,” Robert?”“No my dear. I am not Robert. I am Alpha Samuel. And since you have seen the werewolf and the cubs I think that you know what we are in reality and still you chose to help them. And you smell utterly like a human. How did you do that?” Samuel asked at the woman looked back him blankly and said,” I have never killed an ant in my life. I don’t know how this happened.”And then she looked at her hand
"The Pretty Broach," Beth was clutching her side laughing and barely got it out. This went on for some time as each one tried to come up with more outlandish and silly names than the rest.Finally, Seth said, "I've got it: the Hindenburg!" And he burst out laughing again. Everyone stared at him blankly."It's an airship from my world that met with an... unfortunate fate," Seth explained. "I was kidding.""I thought you didn't have airships?" Beth looked at him suspiciously."Not many anymore. And certainly not airships like this," Seth replied. "Ours are more like massive bag of gas that are lighter than air.""You say the strangest things sometimes," Beth said. Her head was cocked to one side and he wasn't sure she quite believed him."In all seriousness though, you should probably pick a name," Ale suggested.Seth thought about it for a minute before responding. "How about the Argo? It's from the mytholog
"What's so funny?" the pirate asked suspiciously."Nothing," Seth said. He took a couple steps to the left so that if he raised his hand, the pirate's head would be directly between the war hammer and his hand."What you playing at?" The pirate rotated his wrist to that his arm still pinned Ale's neck, but the knife was now pointing at Seth instead of her jugular."That," Seth said the moment the pirate's blade left Ale's neck.He called his hammer with all his might.The hammer took off like a shot and the pirate never knew what hit him. The crack from the impact was loud enough that the two other pirates glanced behind them for a moment. The pirate who had been holding Ale dropped like a ton of bricks, and his knife opened a shallow wound on her arm as he fell.The sight of her blood made Seth's blood run cold.A deep primal rage welled up in Seth's chest. His heart felt like the arctic wind, but not beca