Aww, Einar. And the pack is definitely in a state of unrest, challenging their Alphas.
I was never really sure if Beta Trevor’s voice just got nasty with me when he was being mean or if it was his wolf coming forward. However, I have no such question when Xander’s voice goes deep and his eyes darken. There is something about his wolf that draws me to him. I’ve always loved animals. Meadow and I used to rescue little animals all the time and bring them home, rehabilitate them and release them again. I"m so mesmerized, I don’t even realize that I’ve moved until I’m right in front of Xander, looking into these intelligent, dark eyes. “What’s your name?” I ask quietly, entranced by what I can only guess is animal magnetism. “My name is Einar, little one. And I would really like to show you our pack lands. Would you be willing to go for a run with me?” “Are you sure I’m not too big? I mean….” He leans forward, rubbing his face against mine. It’s such an animal thing to do that I don’t even flinch. “When you see me, you’ll understand. But no, you are not too big. I am
For someone that doesn’t know a lot about werewolves, Maeve sure knows how to wrap my wolf around her little finger. All she had to do was ask to speak to him and he practically throws me to the ground in our mind space to get to her. I’ve been fighting to keep him in check ever since. When I take her to the forest to shift, I don’t think twice about starting to strip. It’s just a natural occurrence in the pack. Her instant embarrassment reminds me that she’s not accustomed to it. I continue talking to her until I shift and then let Einar have control. He’s practically prancing as he walks over to get her attention and he’s definitely standing proudly as she looks him over, talking about how gorgeous he is. I just roll my eyes. ‘You’re just jealous. She likes me a lot more than she likes you.’ He says to me. Einar takes her around the pack lands, avoiding our patrols and other groups of wolves until he finally gets to his intended destination. The falls. I’m expecting that he’ll le
I’m going to have the best dreams about being carried by the strongest, sexiest, most attractive man…scratch that, most attractive werewolf, I’ve ever seen. I mean, I had no choice but to hold on tight. No choice. But, oh my, I’ve never had my legs wrapped around such narrow hips before. Narrow, muscular hips. Snap out of it, Maeve! You know he smelled how turned on you were before! He did, I’m sure he did. But then he wrapped my arm around his shoulder. Oh my, that shoulder. Naked, warm, muscular. And here I go again. Save it for later, Maeve. I see him give me a side-eye look. SAVE. IT. FOR. LATER. MAEVE. I scold myself. “You okay over there?” He asks. I stop, turning toward him. I may as well know for sure. “You can smell me, right? I mean, you can smell….when….” Yeah, I didn’t think that one through. He steps up to me, getting in my space. Geez, he’s so tall….and warm, and oh, good grief, he smells delicious. “Do you mean, can I smell it when you become aroused, like you
I have a tendency to get hangry. Hungry angry, or hangry, as my sisters call it. It’s a joke in our family. Never get between me and my food when I’m hungry. Not intentionally, but I have been known to shove my sistersout of my way in my haste to get to food. The minute I get away from the stinky smell of Maeve’s potion, I smell food and my stomach twists painfully, feeling like it's eating itself. There are only two things on my mind. Food and my mate. Sadly, I realize that in my hunger, I’m missing important cues. It’s not until I hear Maeve’s heart rate spike, smell the scent of fear and sweat on her that I realize something is wrong. All I’ve cared about was getting food in my stomach and making sure she was fed. Apparently, in my haste to get somewhere to eat, she assumed I was trying to get her into bed. I guess it makes sense. I thought that since she was aroused that she could handle a bit of teasing about it. And she did ask me about it, so I thought we were in a good place.
I wake up the next morning, shocked that I slept so well. It’s been a long time since I haven’t woken up listening for someone to bang on my door in the middle of the night or try to break in to get us. At first when I wake, I’m completely disoriented. It takes me a moment to remember everything that happened yesterday. Has it really only been one day? I can’t believe that less than 24 hours ago, I was putting Meadow and Tate on a bus. It feels like I lived a week in the last day. I get up, not knowing what to expect today. I’m guessing that I won’t be allowed to return home until I make the potion that breaks the spell. That will be a week. It’s a touchy spell, one that I have to slowly maneuver to work around the spell that Gwen wanted. I can do it, it will just take some time and a lot of subtly. I’ve just gotten out of the shower when there’s a knock at the door. I wrap a towel around my hair, piling it on top of my head and then around my body, not sure if I have clean clothes
It was a risk showing Maeve that I’d talked to her sister, but I also need her to start trusting me. I didn’t say or do anything that would upset Maeve, I don’t think. But, it’s still a risk. She zeros in on the one thing that I said that I knew she wouldn’t have, that they’d be together again soon. “I can’t bring them back here, Xander. I can’t keep them safe.” “The pack will keep them safe, Maeve.” “Xander, I’m a witch, my sister is a witch. There’s no way your brother is going to allow us to stay on his pack lands.” “I know you haven’t had a good experience with wolves, Maeve. But protection is what we do. We’re good at it.” “Well, it doesn’t matter. I have to be here for a week anyway to make sure the potion cures. After that, I’ll be out of your hair, and you won’t have to worry about me or my siblings ever again.” She says before digging into her breakfast. “M is scared, Maeve. She needs to feel safe. Tate needs to feel safe. They’re alone and they are juveniles. They…” “
I have no idea where Xander is taking me, but I’ll pretty much go anywhere if it means talking to Meadow. However, when we show up at his parents’ house, I nearly make a run for it. I’ve already had to face Xander, his brother, the current Alpha, and his sister. Now, I’m going to meet one of the original Guardians and one of the strongest Alphas that has ever lived? Yeah, not high on my to-do list. Xander’s mother’s name suits her, Angel. She has long, straight white-blond hair. She’s short, shorter than me, making her nearly a foot shorter than Xander, with grey eyes. She has a kind face and shrewd eyes. Those shrewd eyes are currently focused on me. “Come in. Both of you.” She says, stepping back. Xander puts his hand on my back, urging me to enter in front of him. I pull on years of strength that I developed dealing with werewolves and I walk inside. I refuse to show fear. I can hear the chatter of female voices coming from the living room. They sound happy. It makes my heart
I have never challenged my father before. I never had a reason to before today. He realizes instantly that she’s my mate, but he’s still willing to condemn her for something she had no control over. It’s Maeve who is able to diffuse the situation by using my mother’s Guardian gift. She doesn’t seem to know that my father has it too, since he’s her mate. After she tells her story, I know my mother well enough to know that she will want to look after her. I want it to be me, but I know, as soon as Maeve breaks down, that my mother can help her in a way that I can’t right now. Einar begins fighting against me, knowing that Maeve is more open with him than with me. He wants to care for her, be there for her and I have to fight him back. Once again, it’s Maeve that calms the situation by telling Einar that she’s okay. When they walk away, Reagan surprises both of us by scolding my father. Apparently my sisters are feeling protective of my mate. I like that. My father watches them leav
Two Years Later “No, Einar is the strongest!” my daughter adamantly yells at Leander, standing in front of Einar who is playing with the kids. “No, Finley is the strongest!” Leander says back, both kids arguing that their fathers’ wolves are the strongest. Briella is riding on Finley’s back. Cyran growls low, coming to stand between them. Both Leander and Felicity look at Cyran then back at each other. “Grandpa Cyran is the strongest!” they both yell. “Get him!” Leander says and the two of them go chasing after Cyran while Finley teaches Briella how to stay on him when he’s running and Einar is just trying to keep his fur while Gale and our third child, Mena, tug on it. She was given a name meaning love, as my love for my mate continues to grow year after year and I know his for me continues to grow too. I stand on Angel and Liam’s back porch watching as the fathers and grandfather play with the kids. Angel comes out, carrying Emlyn and Rich’s third child, another boy that they na
One Year Later If you had asked me a couple of years ago if I was a family man, I would have told you, ‘One day, but not today.’ If you had told me that I would trade in a college campus and no responsibilities for a mate, a job and a family, I would have laughed in your face. And yet, all it took was me meeting my mate, a little slip of a witch, to prove me wrong. I finished my education, getting my degree and officially becoming Chief Executive Officer of Holstin Enterprises, Inc. We have expanded our operations into search and rescue because of the witches. So, now we have three arms of to the company. It not only works well for our company, but it also works for Maeve’s shop. She’s busier than ever and that doesn’t include the humans that come in to buy their witchy toys so they can pretend that they are witches. Word got around very quickly that, as the oldest Cross, Maeve was the true High Priestess of the Night Garden coven, so more and more witches having been coming to find
I’m up several times with my baby girl throughout the night, but every time I come back to bed, Xander pulls me to him, curling up around me and helping me fall back to sleep. In the morning, I wake up groggy, but Xander gets up and makes coffee while I drag myself to the shower. I bathe and there's a mug of steaming coffee waiting for me on the counter when I get out. I walk out of the bathroom in my bathrobe, drinking my coffee and I see Xander waiting for me. “Come sit,” he says, patting his leg. I look at him a moment, before walking toward him. “What happened?” I ask as I reach him, and he pulls me into his lap. He brushes my damp hair out of my face. “We found Levana.” “Where?” I ask, my mind instantly awake. “In your uncle’s castle.” I start to stand, but he holds me in place. “And she has a new coven, or maybe it’s some of the old coven, I’m not sure.” “How many?” I ask. “I don’t know the answer to that. She found the cameras and blew them out. One of the security te
After Felicity is born, we stay in the packhouse for another week, giving the family a chance to spend time with her but also giving Maeve and I a few days to adjust before taking her home. When we get home, it’s a very similar situation to being in the pack. Avery, Lynn and Penny all come by to say hi and hold Felicity, cooing over her and talking babies with Maeve. “You know, Xander, we should build a nursery in the building." Maeve says to me that night. "Penny and Avery are pregnant, we have Felicity, and Lynn has her two little ones. I’m sure there will be other babies as the wolves find their mates and the witches find their pairings. I’d feel better about leaving Felicity here while I’m working and I know Lynn would feel better about it too,” she tells me. So, I talked to my father and a week later, I bring her to the 12th floor, where the Holstin Enterprise offices are. There, we can hear loud music and banging in the offices on the other side of the floor from ours. “What’
Oh, how my life has changed in the year since I met Xander. I went from fearing for my life, struggling to keep my family together and still run a business to having a thriving business, an incredible mate, a family that is safe, and I now belong to a werewolf pack. It’s not official yet, Xander wanted to wait until our daughter was born. But Meadow and Tate both agreed and became official members of the Shadow Falls pack. Both of the were excited to have a low level ability to mind link, at least with the ranked members, and Rich's family. Today, I’m sitting on the back porch with Emlyn as she rocks her newborn. Rich and Xander put additional rocking chairs out here so super-pregnant women like me and young mothers like Emlyn could be comfortable and still be outside enjoying the fresh air. “How can I be so large, and uncomfortable but watching my mate sparring still gets me all worked up?” I ask her as we watch Xander and Rich spar each other. Xander is battling hard against his Ri
Before we leave the castle, we search the house, making sure that there is no one else there and that Levana isn’t hiding somewhere, unbeknownst to Laris. Once we find it empty, I have my team set up cameras and security, so we can watch and see if she returns. As soon as we’re back to the pack lands, I take Maeve in to see Dr. Teresa. She used a lot of energy and a lot of magic in that fight, not to mention getting stressed out about Laris Bevan calling the werewolves filty and blights on society. Secretly, I loved that my mate is acting so possessive. As a wolf, possessiveness is how we show that someone is ours, that we want them, claim them. So she basically told the entire room of supernaturals that I was hers. And while I was worried about her getting herself all worked up, it made me feel special. ‘You are special,’ Maeve says in my mind. My heads whips to hers where she’s lying on the hospital bed waiting to see Dr. Teresa. “You can hear my thoughts?” I ask her out loud.
Avery walks into the room as I’m digesting what Laris Bevan said. He’s my uncle and he hates my family. “What’s with all the dust?” Avery asks. “Vampire dust,” Leana says, looking around to make sure they are all dead. “And the witches?” she asks, looking at the dead bodies of witches scattered on the floor. “Maeve,” Leana answers her. Xander comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around me. ‘Are you okay, my little witch?’ he asks in the mind link. “For now. No guarantees later,” I tell him. ‘Einar and I are here for you, whenever, whatever and however you need us. Let’s deal with your piece of shit uncle and get home. Do you want me to interview him?’ ‘Would you do that?’ I ask him, so thankful for his understanding. I’m feeling overwhelmed, not only with the number of deaths that I just caused but also with learning that he’s my uncle and most likely at least partially responsible for the death of my parents. Xander kisses the side of my head and moves to crouch down in fro
All of the wolves were distracted by the scent of magic. Balls of magic were coming down on us like rain. But once Avery and Amir put the magical umbrella up, and we began racing inside. One we got past the scent of magic, we could smell their sickly sweet scent. It burns into our noses. ‘Vampires!’ Einar says to me a moment before snarling. The rest of the group begins shifting immediately. If the witches are attacking, the vampires will too and with so many humans, we can’t wait and risk their lives. I want to race into the castle with everyone else, but my mate and my pup are here, so Einar moves in front of her, guiding her into the castle. ‘Do NOT leave our side,” Einar and I say as one to Maeve. As we run, I feel her grab onto Einar’s tail. ‘I need to look for Laris Bevan, but I don’t know what he looks like,” she says, just as a ball of purple light comes hurtling at us. Maeve slams her magic into the light and I hear a witch scream somewhere close by. ‘Why are they with
The next afternoon, Meadow and I are in the shop with Jesse, who is now a permanent fixture in my life. I hear the bell on the door ring and Reagan walks in holding up a credit card. “Look what I got from Xander! Time to shop for our trip, Meadow!” she sings as she walks in the door. A moment later, Penny walks in behind her, frowning. I hear Jesse snarl and faster than I can see, he’s got Penny pinned against the wall. “JESSE!” I yell and I see Meadow’s hands light up with magic. Reagan turns to see what is happening, and she puts her hand up to us, telling us to wait. “Mate,” Penny says, looking at Jesse the way Xander looks at me, her eyes full of love. “Mine!” Jesse snarls, before his mouth latches onto Penny’s. Reagan quickly looks around, making sure the shop is empty of humans. For once, it is. “Oi! Jesse, take her to your place!” Reagan says, and I feel the pressure of her Guardian aura coming out. Jesse steps back, shaking his head as if coming out of a dream. “Oh, I