Jane’s brows pulled down in the middle of her forehead, and she squinted to see the handwritten entry of the diary. Demetria stood in the kitchen getting lunch ready for Kerry whenever he made it back. She flipped a burger on the small indoor grill and watched Jane from the kitchen bar. "Anything interesting?" she asked.Jane put the diary down. "Sabrina is starting to get paranoid. She feels like someone is following her. She cast a protection spell but she doesn't think it's working."Demetria gnawed on her bottom lip. She'd felt followed for a long time before Jack showed up, but Jack wouldn't follow Sabrina. He loved her. He didn't have a reason to follow her.Demetria drained the grease off Kerry's burger and put it on a bun. "How many more entries?"Jack sighed and shut the book. "A lot. This girl needed a life, and I needed a break. Does Kerry have anything to drink?"Demetria gestured toward the fridge. "Some bottles of water."Jack walked over and grabbed one before leaning
Demetria stepped into the passenger side of Kerry's truck wearing a summer dress that killed him. His wolf wanted to drag her back into the house, and never leave. But they needed to be away from prying ears.They needed a place to talk, and frankly, Kerry needed to take Demetria away from the pack house.The full-moon was coming, the professor was potentially creeping around the perimeter, but it made Kerry want to take her away even more. It made Kerry want to spend a normal day with her, to show her it wouldn't always be like this. They would find their peace, and be together one day without doom and gloom hanging over them.Kerry started the truck, and made it well onto the highway when Demetria laughed.He glanced over at her beaming face."Something funny?"She shook her head. "I'm so glad to be away from there. It feels like three thousand pounds lifted from my shoulders when we left. It's one thing after the other-,"Kerry reached over and palmed her thigh. "I know. Come over
Demetria stared at Kerry with big eyes as those words slipped from his lips. It felt like a lifetime ago that she believed anyone had last said them to her. Her ex said them, but she never felt like he meant them.She knew she didn't love him like she was meant to love someone, that true love was a farfetched fantasy, but she knew, staring down into Kerry's eyes, that it was different with him, that the pull she had toward him was indeed the mating bond that the highest power blessed them with.She bent down, one arm on either side of him, and smiled. "I love you, too."The tattoo artist smirked, a little curious about her choice in artwork, but left them in the stall by themselves. "You don't have to say it," he whispered, rubbing his knuckles against her collarbone. "You don't have to say it unless you mean it. I know this has been fast," he said, tucking a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. "It's been a whirlwind of drama." He chuckled, a small dimple denting his cheek."I
The professor lying across Kerry and Demetria's lap stirred when he turned into the pack house's driveway. Demetria looked unbothered that a random stranger was riding with them, and in all honesty, she looked giddy. Maybe it was the night out, or the new tattoo on Kerry's neck, but either way, he would take it. The night seemed to lessen the stress she'd been under, and Kerry knew it was worth every minute away from the pack.Several wolves trained outside of the pack house when he parked and pulled the professor out and onto the ground."Go get Alpha Davis," he told one of the younger wolves.Demetria slammed her door and walked around, looking observant of everyone around them. She spotted Cynthia amongst a circle of shewolves. Her gaze didn't last long, but Kerry caught the look of irritation on her face.She had that gut feeling that Kerry also had inside. He wasn't one hundred percent sure, and neither was she, or Cynthia would be toast by now."Dude is still out of it," she sai
Demetria made her way toward Kerry's house with every intention of trying to talk to her cat. She'd never had a reason to try before, and her magic was rusty, but if she planned to save herself she had to try.She knew Cynthia could show up at any time, and in case Kitty had something bad to say about her, she'd asked Kerry to keep her occupied. She assumed he was going over tactics to take down someone with magic, even though they planned to work on it in the morning.Demetria didn't care what he did to keep Cynthia occupied, she just needed a few moments to reach inside Kitty's mind. She walked into the house, and the feeling of being watched settled over her. Perhaps it was the stupid bird that made her feel that way. She walked into Cynthia's room, where the bird was asleep. Demetria didn't want to reach out to it, seeing it was Jack’s and he had enchanted it, but it may be an option if Kitty didn't have anything useful to say.Demetria grabbed the cat food from the cabinet and p
Kerry walked over toward the infirmary the next morning, giving the professor time to chill out before he began his interrogation. One of the pack nurses was checking the bump on his head when he walked through the door.The professor jumped back against the wall, cowering behind the shewolf in fear. "No! Get him away from me! He's the one who did this," he said, pointing toward the bump on his head.Kerry halted in the doorway with a smile on his face. There was a fairly big bump on his face, and it made Kerry chuckle. He had seen much worse on humans. "I come in peace," he said.The nurse gave him a look. "Have a seat, Kerry. You can chat with Mr. No Name here, while I put a bandage on this. He's like a kid, adamant that he needs a bandage."Kerry plopped down in the chair and madeuncomfortable eye contact with him. "I'm not some supernatural human. I need a bandage."Kerry rolled his eyes. Weak human. "Mr. No Name, huh? You think Jane doesn't know your name and we can't find it ou
The tornado of leaves fell to the ground in a giant swoosh, and Demetria felt her pride swell in her chest. It'd felt like forever since she was able to use her powers, or had a reason to use them. Her witchery was a talent she was born with, but one she also took seriously.She didn't hurt people that weren't trying to hurt her and she didn't use it for evil. Never. She may have shoved her ex-boyfriend down a small hill once, but he was totally okay afterward.Demetria had grown up using it to shut doors and help clean her room, but even those things seemed unfair to her at times.She tried to live like a human most days because it made her feel safer. Normal. Not under someone's radar. She'd gotten herself into a mess with her magic before, and she promised herself after Ike was gone forever that she would never be in that predicament again.Cynthia jumped up beside her and clasped her hand over her shoulder. "I'm impressed, Demetria. You haven't practiced in a long time, and you're
Kerry spent most of the day talking things over with the Alpha, making final plans for the upcoming battle. The day felt long, and Kerry's body was sore when he walked into his house that night.He found Demetria sitting on his floor with Jane and Cynthia. They had an array of snacks, drinks, and what looked like Sabrina's diary, with music playing in the background. If he didn't know any better, he would guess that Demetria wasn't as suspicious about Cynthia as he thought.Her bright gaze lifted to meet his, and she smiled. "Hey! About time, you made it in. I have a plate of food for you in the microwave. I grilled you a steak."Kerry's stomach grumbled at the thought of a good steak. "Have you already eaten?"She nodded and flipped another page of the diary. "You know one day we're going to come in at the same time and sit down like a family should."She glanced up at him. "Alone?"He gave her a look. "What do you mean alone? Do you want to cook for the entire pack?""Just us? Or k