~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
Is one of the visions of Victoria? Which one do you think it is?? I will have another chapter tomorrow :)
~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
~Jeanette’s Point of View~ Seeing Trixie getting in the helicopter, but Draven staying made me almost puke again. There was no chance in hell she’d be back for my shift. My wolf would know he was here, she would want… But he still wouldn’t know. Would I tell him? Ohh fudge!! I started sweating like a whore in church. I felt just as outcast. Just as desperate to be saved. When I got nervous, my accent got worse. My momma’s southern tongue just flowed through me. There was no stopping it. “I’ll hang with you for your shift. Us she-wolves gotta stick together, too much large … uhm …. testosterone around here,” Victoria said, giving me a sideways hug.
~Jeanette’s Point of View~ I was still on the fence about having a lycan mate. But there wasn’t much I could do about that at this point. Take the bull by the horns. I rolled that around in my head until I couldn’t hardly stand it. I was letting him hold all the cards. Have all the power. Why because he was a male? Because he was a Drexel? While I wasn’t marked yet, I could still try my best to figure this out. I wasnt trapped. I really hadn’t even spoken to him very much. It was about half an hour til sunset, my wolf was going nuts. She wanted to show off for our mate, even if he had no clue. “But am I gonna tell him? What if he thinks I’m nuts? What if he thinks I’m just some attention whore trying t
~Trixie’s Point of View~ “It’s too hot, someone open a window,” I whined, feeling trapped between two heaters. I popped my eyes open to see Dawson, passed out cold. He was so damn sexy, cute and handsome when his mouth wasn’t moving and messing things up. I stroked his hair, and his face. My mate. Sealed to him forever now. I bit my lip and turned to curl into him, feeling our skin touch. Little jolts of electricity hit between us, little aftershocks from making love I told myself. I really don’t know what I was expecting, but it was so much more. Of course, times two. I grinned as Damien rolled into me, his arm going around my waist. I was still too hot between them but I didn’t dare mov
~Trixie’s Point of View~ Once Damien told me we were in fact on the palace property I walked away from him. I didn’t know which way the palace was but one of them would likely stop me soon. Only they didn’t. I’d easily walked half a mile probably in the wrong direction before Dawson finally caught up to me. “Just where are you going little mate,” he said, surprisingly not annoyed. “I thought I’d be able to find the palace but apparently my sense of direction is garbage,” I said, crossing my arms. “You’ve never been out here before. Come on,” he said, lowering himself so I could hop on his back. I grinned for all I was worth and even in