[Cole]That d*mn woman was at it again. Cole was expecting his wife to be all cheery when he reminded her about their promise of forever. Jude said that women love it when men remember such things.Well, not his wife, apparently, Cole cursed silently.She shot him a frown and said with an innocent shrug, "What did I promise? I can't remember."But then her cheeks flamed up. Cole's eyes widened slightly. Under daylight, her blushing cheeks appeared sunburnt, her smooth, fair skin glowed like silk, and her silver hair sparkled like stars in the darkest night. She looked ravishing, he thought and swallowed hard. Looking down with a chuckle, he returned to her face with a similarly innocent smile. "You look like you need to cool off."She flinched. "No, I'm fine." And then, her fingers pressed on her warm cheeks as if to cool them down. "I think you do." Were his last words before he took her by the wrist and pulled her towards the lake. Dove used her small body's weight to t
[Dove]Cole wanted to stroll back to the village. I wondered what came over him as his fingers weaved through mine, and he clasped my hand, palm to palm, keeping me close while we walked away from the waterfall. He glanced at me and chuckled softly. "What's wrong?""You're unusually cheerful," I noted to him. He answered with that sunshine smile of his that I loved and I was mesmerized. Quickly, he looked ahead with a frown. "Stop looking at me like that." His voice was gruff again. I blinked. Realizing what he meant, I stared ahead as my cheeks betrayed me again. The forest felt suddenly alive with the leaves crunching under our feet and the distant chirping of birds. Winter's coming, I thought, while admiring the bald trees. For some reason, Patrick's bowl-shaped hair came into my mind and I laughed. Cole smiled with furrowed brows. Then, his eyes widened and he glared down at me. "I hope you're not thinking of another man." He halted his footsteps, pulled up our t
[Dove]"Come on, Dove!" Megan's voice crashed into my dreams. Visions in my slumbering mind burst like bubbles. I felt my body's weight once more and groaned quietly. "Wake up. We got a long day ahead." My covers were rudely torn from me and a cold gust washed over me. I shivered slightly. "What long day do we have? Stop it, Megan," I grumbled. A hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me to a sitting position. Then, two hands cradled my cheeks and squashed them hard, like a soft toy. My eyes flared open at the pain and I looked soberly at the annoyed face. "You. You have a long day. Let's go." Megan took my wrist again and pulled me off the bed. She tried to push me towards the bathroom when I stepped aside and gave her a solemn expression. Throwing her arms down, she shot me an exasperated look. "Okay, what? Come on, say."Cole's tone in her voice brought a surge of tears to my eyes. "Oh no, no, no, no." She grabbed my shoulders and shook me hard. "You're not doing this t
[Dove]My eyes grew misty again. Before I made a crying mess of myself, I leaned forward and captured his lips as his arms circled around my waist and pulled me close. When we broke away, Patrick and his band played a fast piece and I laughed out at the memory of the feast and my complaints. Scanning the faces that had long become familiar, their smiles bore new meaning for me - their acceptance of me as a member of their pack. I had wanted to be a priestess of the Moon Goddess because I thought I would be accepted without judgement at the house of the Goddess. She cares for and protects us so I would feel accepted. But it turns out that I was welcomed and accepted unconditionally in a place where I should feel the least kinship. Tears welled up in my eyes once more as Cole hugged my shoulder, faced the villagers and thanked them. Once their applause faded, they dispersed to the trays of steaming food.Cole returned to me. "I have many witnesses now." He wiped away the wet
[Dove]Where he had bitten stung furiously the next morning. I had to ice the area whilst Cole kissed me whenever he got the chance. I knew he was trying to comfort my pain, but I still glared at him in the swooning effects of his kiss. Then, as my pain subsided slightly, he broke the news to me:Claire had left the pack at dawn with Abe. She would bring Abe back, then find my father and convince him to leave the Moon Paw Pack. "It could take a while," her hand-written note explained. "But I will succeed.' I read the note again then folded it. She had left the note on the kitchen counter and Cole found it when he was getting the ice. "When will she be back?" Cole muttered. I shrugged, feeling hopeful. "She didn't say specifically." Cole dropped his head and shook it with a chuckle. "I have to review the rules. People are leaving the village freely without my consent." Seeing that I wasn't in the mood for a laugh, he sat closer and I rested my head on his shoulder. *
[Dove]"Nooo!" A long piercing scream. One of a broken heart and shattered dreams. It could have been mine, but it wasn't. I watched on quietly as an angry finger shot at me like a silver bullet. "Not her! Anyone but her!" A sweet voice that matches the beautiful face continued in its deafening shriek. That face turned to me, its pretty features crushed in pure anger and disgust. "Cole is mine! You--." She was pulled away instantly. Twisting and kicking, she screamed curses that echoed into the background. The names I was called behind my back were not being screamed in the open. 'Burden', 'b*tch', 'slut'. Everyone heard but no one cared. They acted like I deserved them. I knew about them all along. Beautiful face and her chummies didn't bother to hide their mocking expressions, sneaking half-covered smiles whenever I was near. Their private discussions were all about me - my background and my body parts. Silence again. Except for the whispering amongst the pack. Someone
[Cole]Cole wanted to throw his second in command over a cliff. Apparently, some low-level werewolf in a neighboring pack had insulted him. It didn't bother him but the news started rumors about the Whispering Moon Pack, and he needed to settle that - a leader must protect his pack and its pride. He called in his two fiercest and most trusted warriors, and the Gamma, the younger of the two, immediately suggested a confrontation. But the fearsome leader of the Whispering Moon Pack was hesitant. "We have great numbers and strength." He rubbed his nose, looking down. "It won't be a fair fight and it will look bad on us.""A tribute then." The Beta, a ladies' man, breathed coolly. Before Cole could stop him, he suggested his favorite grand scheme. "Let them pay you a tribute, Cole. A bride." Before Cole could react, the Gamma beamed at him, oblivious to the true intention. "That's brilliant! What do you think, Cole? Brilliant, right?"Cole was speechless. He didn't see it coming
[Dove]"Why are we here?" Even in the dark, I could make out the words on the signboard. CONNIE'S BED & BREAKFAST. The only answer I received was silence. I rolled my eyes and followed his back, trying hard not to look at the hard muscles flexing beneath the wet translucent shirt. If someone told me he was related to an ox, I'd believe it in a second. "Cole!" An exhausted female voice, then an old lady appeared with short permed hair and a floor-caressing black dress. She rushed forward to the towering man before me.Surprisingly, he bent his knees to receive a hug and remained in a bowing stance as the old lady asked about his presence. "I need a room, Connie. Just tonight." His voice was gentler than I could have imagined possible. I swung around, just in time to see a smile - one from a grandson to a grandmother. It was like a burst of sunshine. My heart skipped a beat. I quickly looked away and scanned the space. It was nice, clean and homely. Wood was everywhere; like m