Elly Every touch brought more relief. Elly allowed her head to roll back onto Darren’s shoulder as his lips claimed one side of her neck and Dane’s claimed the other. As far as fever dreams went this was way better than her dead mother telling her she shouldn’t be alive. The fact that feeling Darren’s fingers against her skin didn’t make her want to vomit was all the proof she needed that none of it was real. Dane’s hands slid down and grabbed the backs of her thighs and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist as his lips returned to hers. Darren put his hands up her t-shirt and let them roam over every bit of skin he could reach. It didn’t take long before her shirt was yanked over her head and forgotten on the floor. A moan escaped her. She needed to feel more of them. They needed to be closer. It was the only thing driving her fever away. They pressed against her harder as though they could tell exactly what she needed. As quickly as it escalated it was over. Elly open
Elly The longer the night wore on the more exhausted Elly was. Her fever was back full force and she was chugging anything with ice to keep herself cool. Everyone fussed enough over her. She was tired of making them worry. That didn’t mean she wasn’t worried for herself. There were about three days left until her birthday. On some level, she was still resigned to believing that it would be her last day. It was almost devastating, sure. If anyone asked her a couple of days ago how she would feel about dying on her birthday she would have said it would be a relief. There wasn’t a single day of her life that she could remember feeling anything other than exhaustion and pain. They didn’t need to beat her. Instead, they drained her of just about every drop of energy she had and trapped her in that god awful glamour. Elly’s hand wandered to her face. It took nearly twenty years for her to find out what she looked like. Every time she looked in the mirror she had a hard time recognizing h
Elly “Happy to see me?” Dane’s hand grabbed Elly’s chin and brought her mouth to his. She shook her head in an attempt to clear the fog in her brain. His touch cured her fever but made it impossible to think. “I need to wake up.” She mumbled. He turned her toward him and started kissing her neck. It sent a shock through her body that made her jerk away, her hand cupped to the bandage on her neck. Dane grabbed her wrist. “Let me help you with that.” He pulled at the bandage and the blacked cloth fell to the ground. Just his skin touching near it made her entire body relax. As she melted against him another set of hands wrapped around her further dousing the flames of her fever. They led her over to a large blanket they had laid out on the ground. The velvety texture was a relief to the cold wet ground since she was barefooted. Darren’s hands reached under her dress and wandered across her skin. She had to give it to herself, Dream Darren was exactly how she imagined real Darren wou
Rowan Watching her run off made Rowan fight the urge to go after her. He was at his limit with problems but was short on resolutions. His mind was tired and his body was restless. He sat staring into the first and bouncing his leg. Eris has been eerily quiet and it wasn’t helping. They were two sides of one coin. For whatever reason, he was being iced out by his other half. Despite not talking, Eris was close to the surface. It felt like he could take over with one solid push. He didn’t know what he expected from Elly. Just looking at her weakened state it was clear she wouldn’t be any help. Out of everyone around him he felt a pull to her. Like maybe she had the answers he was looking for. Wishful thinking. As the night grew darker and the fire grew brighter he couldn’t handle sitting any longer. He got up and started walking. In the blink of an eye, he realized he was about to knock on Elly’s door. Rowan’s long fingers wrapped around the doorknob and started to twist. He shook h
RowanEris snarled and pushed forward in Rowan’s mind so hard he had to take a step forward to maintain his control. Eris wasn’t going to stand for disrespect. Wars were fought over less. But Rowan was trying to reason with him. The werewolf community was always at war with itself leaving them open to attacks from outside it. That cycle is what led his parents to make a pact with the witches.Oliver rushed forward to keep himself in between the two of them. From the rustling around them, Rowan knew there were warriors ready to pounce at the slightest provocation. Oliver’s eyes were pleading with him for cooperation. Once upon a time they were like family.“I don’t know what to tell you. We haven’t seen any signs of vampires on our doorstep. No attacks, no tracks, nothing. As far as I can tell the only difference between my pack and yours is the agreement we have with the witches.” They all exchanged glances. There was clearly an important conversation that happened that they didn’t fe
CecilyTo say things had not gone as planned was an understatement. Guilt shredded Cecily from the inside out and she lost count of all the way she felt she failed not only her late sister but also her niece. As she and Abby left the werewolves’ cabin she paused for a moment and watched the pure happiness on her daughter’s face. Luke lit her entire aura up like a full moon. Although every time Amber noticed she tried to fight it. It was painful to watch. Cecily didn’t care that her daughter was most likely a mate to a werewolf. Unlike her sister Kara and even their mother, she didn’t harbor any ill will toward other species.“Are you ready?” Austin wrapped his arm around her shoulder and kissed the top of her head. The two of them watched their daughter for a few more minutes.“Let’s not keep our guests waiting.” With a nod, she and Austin walked toward the barn where their team was already waiting for them.“You look more unhappy than usual.” He nudged her with his elbow. She glared
Elly It was morning again, but just barely. The sun was only just beginning to peek through the blinds on the window. For the first time in a long time, Elly’s eyes fluttered open and she felt surprisingly well-rested. She stretched her body out and was pleasantly surprised when she wasn’t met with any searing pain. She lay in the bed, enjoying the silence and letting her mind wander. This was the first time she had ever woke up in a relaxed state. Growing up Rebekah always woke her up at a god-awful hour to begin her studies and to practice her energy work. Then she had nonstop chores for the rest of the day. Keeping busy didn’t bother her. It was a small price to pay to make it harder for Darren to corner her. Elly’s blood froze. She slowly sat up in bed. The details of her most recent fever dream flood her mind and filled her with disgust. She hated Darren with a fiery passion. For as long as she could remember she’d done everything she could to keep his hands off of her but the
Elly Silence was the only answer she gave and it was the wrong answer. “Was that too hard of a question? Let’s try another one. When are you going to tell her she’s not having a fever from an infection. She’s going into heat from being marked and not mating? How long do you think she’ll be able to hold out before she goes to them and ruins everything.” Rowan was beginning to yell, anger saturated every word and it was contagious. The more he talked the angrier Elly got. They all knew? If they would have told her then maybe, just maybe, she would have realized it wasn’t a dream. Maybe she would have had the willpower to resist. “That’s not going to happen. She knows how much is riding on her staying away from them.” Her aunt sounded unphased by the accusations. It was the first time Elly ever heard her sound so cold. “You sure about that? Because you might be willing to bet your coven’s lives on a lie but I sure as hell am not going to risk my pack.” He was no longer yelling and for