~Trixie’s Point of View~
“Oh my goddess you’re totally famous now! You’re like all anyone is talking about, people that never paid a lick of attention to you before are all like telling reporters they did,” Jeanette said, throwing her hands around.
I threw myself into her arms without a care. I inhaled her long blonde hair and felt … at home. At ease. More like myself than I’d felt in awhile.
“I wanna talk about you! What have you been doing? Any parties? Tell me,” I said, as we both sat on her bed.
I was desperate for a break from all the hustle and bustle of the palace. I needed everything to just SLOW DOWN. I wanted things to be kind of simple again. Although when I was here before I had a roommate
~Dawson’s Point of View~ I was so furious with William and I knew I was likely close to snapping his neck. I knew it wasn’t a rational anger. Trixie was safe and that was all that mattered. My father threw the accused murderer into a spare room in the palace, but he was still under watch by our best guards. Father would be the only one allowed in to speak with him until I returned. I couldn’t even look at the male, I was so disgusted. If he’d known about Trixie all her life, why hadn’t he done more for her? How could he leave her so destitute, as a servant no less? He was no kind of family I wanted around her. But of course Damien said that should be her choice. We fought the entire way to camp about how to
~Trixie’s Point of View~ “So I don’t fully know what all is going on but for sure, I’m getting to stay at camp through the month. I’ll be here for your shift,” I squealed as I washed my hair. “YAY! Ohhh that’s flipping awesome,” Jeannette squealed back from the next shower stall. “I know! Our wolves running together! I can’t wait, Mila asks about you all the time. She loves that we found you,” I said. “Really?? Don’t make me cry! Oh I think about my wolf all the time. I can’t wait. I hope she comes early but I still have two weeks probably. But now we can have fun for two weeks,” she said, and I heard splashing. She was jumping up and down. I grinned.
~Damien’s Point of View~ For two damn weeks my Trixie has been asleep. Luckily she healed physically pretty quickly, after only about two days. But her mind, it was lost in space. The doctor said she’d probably only be out a couple days but here we were now, going on nearly 15 days. Dawson and I both slept with her every night. We talked to her, we touched her skin as much as possible, kissed her. Nothing worked. While I was struggling with it immensely, Dawson was taking it particularly hard. I’d never seen him so lost. “That Sally Morgan has asked again to meet with you, she’s tired of waiting,” William said, during our daily update. “I don’t give a damn what she wants. I don’t answer to her! If she
~Trixie’s Point of View~ How is it possible I’m standing in the field watching my mates chase me, watching a stupid deer knock me into next week? How did my mates not get to me in time and stop it?! I watched them scoop me up and run me back to the medical building. The fear in their eyes, the misery in their faces … I felt like it would haunt me. I never imagined seeing so much emotion from either of them. It took this serious of an accident to have them show their true feelings. To work together, for my sake. Dawson cried, actual tears. He cursed the goddess for allowing this to happen to me. He begged for help, he begged for my life. Damien looked like a madman, he punched several walls, drawing blood from his hands. I called out to them both, and tried to assure th
~Trixie’s Point of View~ I absolutely had to test the waters. I was sure I put something from my dream together. It was the best memory I thought, and the nicest one to pursue. I was positively beside myself and eager to know if I had actually seen visions from the future. I believed I had, but until I knew for certain I had to be careful. “Oh Trixie I’m so happy you’re awake,” Victoria said, hugging me. I patted her back lightly. “Are you okay, do you need anything,” she asked, concerned. I knew my mates were glaring at me but I didn’t care about them right now. I motioned for William to come closer and when he did, I took his h
~Trixie’s Point of View~ While I tried to encourage my mates to leave me alone with the Brad character, they weren’t about to do it. I did think he would certainly tell me more if we were alone. Dawson is very intimidating and the two of them together? Forget it. I wasn’t at all sure how I felt about having a sudden family. Family. I knew what the dictionary would say it meant, but what was it to me? It felt as weird to say it as it did to try and understand it. Would he come live at the palace? Where did he even live at all? I still had a million questions. I wanted to know who he trusted, I wanted to know if he altered any of his visions and how he decided if he should.
~Jeanette’s Point of View~This is it, the big day. My birthday. The day I’ve waited for and dreamed of … it didn’t seem real. Nothing else mattered today, not money or status, what Kingdom I grew up in, who my family was.Just my wolf.I was gonna get my wolf and best friend tonight. I stared out at the lake, feeling more hopeful than I ever had. I knew after tonight my entire life would forever change. The unknown should be scary, but it wasn’t, not to me. I wanted to dive in head first.Of course I really just wanted to find my mate. I don’t know what pushed my thinking on it but I didn’t feel like he was here. Not now. I did have the idea that I might come b
~Dawson’s Point of View~ It seemed as if callimity just purposefully followed my mate around. Wherever she went, something off color followed her. I wasn’t sure anymore what constituted a normal day but long gone were those times. How was I ever going to get any meaningful work done again? I certainly hadn’t over these past two weeks. I hated to admit it, but if not for Damien I would have absolutely gone insane. I would have lost my mind with worry, with stress. With the unknown of her condition. It was too much for any one person to bear. We leaned on each other like we never had. It simply wasn’t something anyone else could help me with. He had certainly matured greatly since we found our mate. It was all for her. For my mate. The worry, the sacrifice. Flying in the