The second book in series. Rowan is seventeen going on eighteen. She's just lost her parents and is left to live with the one person she totally despises. Her uncle Chace. She and her brother Ryder have always been close until now. Things were changing. Will she be able to accept who she is? Will she be able to mend the heartache that she and her brother share?
View MoreThe wolf nodded when she asked if he was Chace. At least it looked like a nod. The wolf gave a few sharp barks and then trotted toward the house again. She took that to mean he wanted her to follow him. She hoped that later she would be able to understand the meanings of the barks.Glancing back at the woods, she sighed and followed the wolf into the house. She figured that was the better choiced since the woods seemed to be a scarier place than she first though.The wolf started to head up the stairs. But she had other ideas. She was not going to be locked in my bedroom again. She hated that feeling. Being shut up in a room like that felt like a cage to her. Maybe she was a wolf. They didn't like the feeling of being confined either. Making a final decision, she stopped in her tracks."No!"Turning toward the sitting room, she went in and curled up on the couch. A couch she use to love as a child. Her memories of her grandparents made her sad. If they were really gone that would not
He turned to her after he had locked the doors and then pulled her over to the bed forcing her to sit. He then lifted her chin to gaze up at him. His eyes were cold as ice now as he spoke to her. His hand held her hand tightly as he made sure that she would not pull away until he was done talking."Rowan, you and I need to talk. I know that what I am about to say will be hard for you to accept and hard for you to understand. But with the way things have turned out, I have a few confessions to make and I need to let you know why this all happened the way it did. First of all, I had a hand in your parents' deaths. I know you have suspected this and I won't lie to you this late in the game. Though, your parents had lied to you for some time."He paused a moment as he waited for Rowan to respond, but she was in a state of shock and just stared at him. Though she had heard everything he had said."There is a reason I did what I did, though at this point in time you will not understand, not
The flight had been uneventful and soon they were standing in the foyer of her grandparent's large estate in Salem, Massachusetts. Her uncle immediately took their suitcases and headed for the stairs. The rest of their stuff had been shipped and would arrive at the end of the week. She could smell the house. The weird thought seemed to enter her mind as she glanced around. It was old and the scents that seemed to stand out the most were definitely the mints and tabacco from her grandfather and the Lemon Verbena that her grandmother often wore. There a a small hint of roses and sugar cookies that lingered from when her grandmother had last baked cookies in the house.They had not been at the funeral and she figured that they were out of the country when it all happened. According to her uncle they would be gone for a couple more months as they had business to attend to.She followed her brother and uncle up the stairs and waited as he showed Ryder his room. It was a basic room with l
The rain poured down heavily upon the canvas above them as the priest finished the eulogy. The dreariness of the day did not seem to affect Rowan as she sat by her brother. He was lost and alone. His brown eyes were filled with tears as he mourned the loss of their parents. He needed her to place her arm around him and tell him that things would be ok. He needed her to let him know that he still mattered. That she was still the big sister that watched out for him. But she seemed to be lost. Nothing mattered. Not anymore. Her family was gone, torn apart by death and deception. Someone nudged her and she responded just long enough to place her carnations on top of her parent's caskets. Returning to her seat, she sat down. The numbness had overtaken her and she was unable to feel or care. The dreary day was dark and cold and even though it was early afternoon, it felt as if it were late in the evening. The clouds darkened the sky and a sense of foreboding filled the air.
The rain poured down heavily upon the canvas above them as the priest finished the eulogy. The dreariness of the day did not seem to affect Rowan as she sat by her brother. He was lost and alone. His brown eyes were filled with tears as he mourned the loss of their parents. He needed her to place her arm around him and tell him that things would be ok. He needed her to let him know that he still mattered. That she was still the big sister that watched out for him. But she seemed to be lost. Nothing mattered. Not anymore. Her family was gone, torn apart by death and deception. Someone nudged her and she responded just long enough to place her carnations on top of her parent's caskets. Returning to her seat, she sat down. The numbness had overtaken her and she was unable to feel or care. The dreary day was dark and cold and even though it was early afternoon, it felt as if it were late in the evening. The clouds darkened the sky and a sense of foreboding filled the air.
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