Aiden felt the weight of his responsibility for Noami's death. He had been her favorite.He had known of Jared's weakness for women. He had objected to the union, but he hadn't forbidden it, as he should have. Jared was not Naomi's true lifemate. Chemistry would never allow a true mate to cheat on his woman. Noami, his beautiful sister, so young and vibrant, lost to them forever. A tear promised to slip away from the confines of his left eye.She had been headstrong, wanting Jared because he was handsome, not because her soul called to his. They had lied, but he had known they were lying. Ultimately it had been his responsibility that Jared continued to try to find emotion by being with other women, and Naomi had grown into a bitter, dangerous woman. She must have died instantly or He would have felt it, even deep in his sleep. Jared should never have had the care of one of their women.Aiden had thought that, in time, each would find their true lifemate, but Naomi only grew more dan
"Let's drop here. I don't think anybody is around or watching." Freya pointed out, tapping Yodah on his wings.They were way above a cluster of huge trees and shrubs.Immediately, Yodah zapped down like lightening, and immediately Freya's feet touched the dark soil, he shimmered into his physical self. He had flown in the nature of a huge golden eagle, the only type seen in movies."Which way then?" She asked, straightening the creases on her trousers whilst looking around the green environment."This way." Yodah replied, holding hands with her, walking tentatively through the forest, throwing glances here and there to make sure that they hadn't been seen or followed.They had walked for twenty minutes or more when the path broke out to a pathway."This should be it then." Freya said, taking note of the voices she was hearing from that distance. She was feeling better now, although there was a slight pain at the area where Aiden had bitten her. He had taken her blood. She knew what it
"What professor?" Freya and Yodah asked at the same time, looking at each other.Aiden's silence in her mind should have given her an idea of whomsoever the werewolf was talking about but she was more concerned about hearing it from the werewolf's mouth."Professor Aiden Perkins. He is a history professor at the University nearby. He had brought Emma home at one time, causing a ruckus in the Pack. What do you both want? Why would you say we are in trouble? What are y'all planning?" The werewolf questioned, his eyes twitching between green and indigo. He was gearing up his wolf incase a fight broke out."Calm down." Freya said, noticing the slight changes going on within the depths of the werewolf's eyes. It was true that this was the first time she would be speaking with a werewolf, it was true that she was a bit nervous too, but she couldn't risk getting into a fight now. She hadn't fought for so long a time."I am calm." The werewolf said."Tell me all you know."And so Freya starte
The same time, Someplace at USA:It was 1100.The village was far too small to stand against the army advancing so quickly toward them. Nothing had slowed the Ottoman Turks. Everything in their path had been destroyed, everyone murdered, cruelly murdered. Bodies were impaled on crude stakes and left for the scavengers to finish off. Blood ran in rivers. No one was spared, not even the youngest child or the oldest elder. The invaders burned and tortured and mutilated, leaving behind only rats and fire and death. The village was eerily silent; not even a child dared to cry. The people could only look at one another in despair and hopelessness. There would be no help, no way to stop the massacre. They would fall as had all the villages before them in the wake of that terrible enemy. They were too few and had only their peasant weapons to fight off the advancing hordes. They were helpless. And then the two warriors came striding out of the fog-filled night. They moved as one unit, in pe
Twelve years ago; someplace at Mexico. "Look at me, Uncle Tyler," A little girl called proudly, waving from the top of the high wooden tower she had just climbed. "You're crazy,John." An older man said and shook his head, shading his eyes against the sun as he stared up at the replica of the high platform used for training Navy SEALS recruits. "Lucille could break her neck if she fell." He glanced away toward the fragile woman lying on the chaise lounge, cuddling her newborn son. "What about it, Maryanne? Lucille isn't even five yet, and John has her training for Special Forces," He said. Maryanne smiled absently and looked up at her husband as if asking his opinion. "Lucille's great," John said immediately, reaching to capture his wife's hand and bringing her knuckles to his lips. "She loves this stuff. She was doing it practically before she could walk." Tyler waved to the tiny girl calling to him. "I don't know, John. Maybe Luke is right. She's so small. She takes afte
Lucille's eyes lit up. "Move in with us? How?" She asked. "I could marry your mother and be your father. Not like John, of course, but as your stepfather. I think it would help your mother, and I'd sure like to be here for you and little Mathew. But only if you want me, honey. Otherwise, I won't even talk to Maryanne about it." Lucille smiled at him. "That's why you brought the flowers, isn't it? Do you think she'll really do it? Is there a chance?" She inquired, biting her lips worriedly. "I think I can persuade her. The only time you get a break around here is when I have you on our training course. You're getting to be quite a marksman, too." Tyler replied."Marks person, Uncle Tyler," Lucille corrected with a sudden teasing grin. "And the other night in karate class I kicked Don's butt." The only time she found herself laughing anymore was when Uncle Tyler took her off to the Special Forces training area and they played soldier. Female or not, Lucille was becoming someone
Outskirts of Blue moon's pack,4:30pm..Freya opened her mouth, then shut it as she tried to process the information that the werewolf had just given out.Her mother had captured Emma? She shook her head, not believing it. What was her mother's business with Amelia's sister?Besides her, Yodah was battling with confusion too. Already, he was asking Aiden telepathically for tiny bits of how the Emma was. It seemed the latter wasn't an ordinary human, if the werewolf was in search for her, and believed that Leonarya had taken her.Aiden, ridden with shock too, got himself fast enough to relay telepathically his whole blueprint on his entire dealings with Emma, excluding the night he had compulsed her to want him greatly. He didn't think Freya would want to know that. She would be hurt, even though it hadn't been entirely his fault. He had thought she was the one. He had seen colors with her around, even though limitedly. And now she was missing? Could that be why he had been feeling a
"Show off…" Yodah mused, as he watched Anthony march graciously away from them. He could swear that the guy had intentionally added some more style to his gait, if not why was his behind shaking that way? But he had to admit that the wolf was bigger than the ones his uncles shifted to whenever they wanted to run with other wolves at night.Talking about his uncles, he wondered if they had awoken."You are just jealous that his wolf is more beautiful than the ones you have seen, more beautiful than yours." Freya stated, amused at the note of jealousy dripping from her friend's voice.She had been shocked out of her wits when the handsome guy had suddenly shifted to a large wolf before she could blink her eye. Were they that fast? She thought, remembering the incidence when he had suddenly appeared behind them. He was cool. "Stop admiring him. I could do all that and more." Aiden fussed, unhappy that another male had managed to squeeze out an ounce of attraction and attention from his