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[Hyacinth] Slate almost kissed me. Again. Does he have any idea what that is doing to my heart? It is so confusing, this hot and cold relationship he and I have. Sometimes I think he's trying to tell me something without words. Sometimes I am not sure if he just wants to be friends or something more, while at other times he completely ignores me, or worse, shuns me. My parents, before my mother died, had a beautiful relationship. They loved each other so completely and created a home that glowed warm with that same love. I had always hoped to have a home like that someday. Unfortunately, fate had other plans. I love Bash, I love him more than I have words to express, and he has always been enough for me, but that was before I met Alpha Slate Danvers. Damn that wolf, but he stirs feelings in me that I don't know how to understand. How can I have so many feelings for someone I shouldn't want, someone who should be more like a brother to me? It would probably help if he didn't
[Hyacinth] My father sat up a little taller, trying to find a comfortable spot before telling me everything he had been avoiding since I first returned to this pack. Things he should have told me long before I was ever forcibly removed. "First thing I feel I need to tell you, Cindy, is that I don't know as much as you probably need to know," he sighs. "There is so much that your mother didn't know about her abilities, about her people, since her parents worked hard to hide who they are." I take a seat, pull up the chair, and ask. "Why would they want to hide who they are?" "Because," he sighed. "They moved to the United Werewolf States not to escape political upheaval, but to escape persecution. Many people, many wolves, misunderstand the nature of Eclipse wolves. They don't see them as the true miracle from the Moon Goddess that they are. Some think they are witches or something close enough to witches that they might as well be witches. Some hunted them believing that consuming
[Ashlynd] “Mother, it didn’t work, it always works!” My mother winces as she listens to my continued whining about losing the Alpha this afternoon due to my stupidity. We are standing in the parking lot where Slate disappeared two hours ago. She is trying to be patient as she listens to me, but I can also see the throbbing vein in her forehead signaling that she is inwardly annoyed, even if she isn’t expressing it outwardly. “So tell me again, slowly, and in a clear voice, what happened…exactly.” Mother asks calmly, her voice steady and low, not revealing even the smallest hint of irritation. “What happened before you entered the elevator? “They were almost kissing!” I shout. She glares at me and I lower my eyes and my voice. “I caught them in time, but their lips were so close.” “Would it have been their first time?” I can see her cataloging details, as she tries to make sense of what occurred. “Do you know why they were kissing this time?” “He kissed her quickly once before,
[Slate]Where am I?I’ve lost track of time. I am not sure when I shifted, but something happened to force me into this form. Sage isn’t speaking, even though he is in control. The last thing I remember is being in the elevator with Ashlynd, but everything goes blank. I hope I didn’t do anything to her. I’d never forgive myself if I hurt her or anyone else due to lack of control.My paws ache like I’ve been walking around for hours. The sun is starting to set and the chill from the water is making me shiver through my fur. I don’t feel right. I want to shift back, but I don’t seem to be able to do so. Sage is in control, even if he isn’t talking to me. I don’t feel right. Not just the lack of control, but also sick. My body is hot and cold, moving from anger to lust to fear. What is that smell? I know that smell. It smells like home. Vanilla, Anise, and Apple Blossoms with a touch of something stronger. Something irresistible. I could live in that scent, drown in it, roll around in
[Hyacinth] “Mates,” I pull away. “Impossible! I don’t..” Slate pulls me into him and he wraps his arms around me. My heart is beating rapidly, pounding against his chest and mine, fluttering like a caged bird. As his face draws closer, I hold my breath. I should push him away, tell him to stop. But I don’t want to. Damn it, I never want him to let me go. It feels too good, too right for me to want to escape. “Slate, I…” I can barely form words in his eyes. “What about…” He doesn’t let me finish my question. His lips touch mine, the sensation sends electric pulses throughout my body, rolling over me in waves of pure bliss. The tingling stretches from our lips to our interlaced hands as he pulls my arms above my head and begins kissing his way down my neck. “Cindy,” he breathes against my skin. “I am so happy it is you. So happy you are my mate.” “Slate, wait,” I free one of my hands. “You’re still engaged to my sister…I…” “I don’t want to think about her right now,” he shake
[Slate]She is quivering beneath my fingertips and I want nothing more than to follow her request, to make love to her all night if she wanted.But this is her first time. Her first time should be special. Not like this. “Hyacinth,” I run a hand down the side of her body, petting her like I would to calm a stressed wolf. She responds to my touch as only a mate might, arching her back as the tingles running through her body brings her joy. She is so lovely. Goddess, she is so beautiful. I want her so badly that my soul aches with the need to touch her, to join with her completely. “Are you sure you want this?” I check again. I don't want to take something she is not ready to give. “Yes,” she repeats, her face twisted in confusion. “Why do you keep asking? Don’t you want to? I mean…”“You dolt!” Sage is screaming at me inside my head. “Kiss her!”“She’s terrified,” I explain to my impatient wolf. “I want her to be comfortable and this…this doesn’t feel right.”‘Maybe she’s so uncom
[Hyacinth] This time, when I woke up next to a man in a strange room, I knew exactly where I was and exactly what had happened. It isn’t a shock. I am not in pain. I do not feel shame and fear or worry about what other people will think. I do not feel like a bad girl, a bad wolf. I feel desired and loved. Well and truly loved. I have something I had long given any hope of finding. A mate. Smiling, I roll over to watch him sleeping next to me, his chest moving up and down. I've never had much opportunity to observe him so closely before, so I'm taking in every small detail, memorizing him before we start our day--like the small patch of freckles that dots across his nose or how he has the longest chestnut-colored eyelashes I have ever seen. How his short hair waves around his ears in loose curls, or how he has a small patch of curly auburn chest hair in the very center of his chest. I smile as I place my hand on his downy chest that, for some reason, I find both inviting and c
[Hyacinth] Slate blinks. “What do you mean?” he looks genuinely looks baffled. It is obvious that the thought of what we should do next never really crossed his mind with any type of depth. Maybe it’s because he is Alpha, and he is just used to people doing what he wants them to do. “We tell them the truth, of course,” he kisses my fingertips..” You and I are mates. We found each other. We want to be together. Everyone will be happy for us. I don’t see the problem.” “But what about my sister?” I ask him directly. “You haven’t broken things off with her yet. Do you think it is fair to her to show me around as your mate without letting her know first? What will you do if either Drew or Blake or even worse, Bash, tells her by accident?” “I think Drew and Blake could handle the truth,” he grins. "It's not like they don't understand what it is like to find your mate and keep it to yourself." “Maybe they can,” I admit. “But do you want to risk it? It’s bad enough that we are going to b