The Great Hall was decorated in everything still left green this time of year in the Drake Kingdom. Holly and Ivy was tucked away along with white and gold bunting along the rafters while bouquets of rosemary encircled the gold candlesticks on the long rows of dining tables.
When Damien and Gretchen entered the wreath hung wooden doors of the hall, the warm glow of the firelight made Gretchen shine like the sun as it caught her crown and the gold stitching of her dress. As all their family and subjects rose to greet them, Damien kissed Gretchen's hand then led her to their place at their family's table. As the smell of the dueling aromas of food hit Gretchen's nose, she closed her eyes tightly and groaned. Damien smiled sympathetically and rubbed her knee. "Do you think you can make it through the dinner?"
She blew out a nauseated breath and reached for her glass. "I'll try. Of all the days for this. Christmas dinner is magical, I can'
Leaning against the windowsill, Damien looked down over his newborn son bathed in the glorious light of a new morning. Holding him close to his chest, Damien leaned in and kissed his head covered with short, soft dark hair. He inhaled the smell of jasmine and the comfort of it washed through his chest. "I have been waiting so very long to hold you again, Drago. I swear to you that, this time, there will be no safer place for you. There will be no creature strong enough to take you from my arms again."As he turned and brought Drago up to his shoulder, Damien softly rubbed his cheek against his fuzzy head. "You know, I had a vision of your future just right before you were born. She won't give you quite the trouble that your mother gave me, but these women aren't ever simple, are they? No, they aren't and that's what makes them so exciting, isn't it? But, not to worry, my son. She is a fine woman just the same."With his soft, plump cheeks re
"How was work, babe?" Keith didn't even look up from the television show he was watching when Gretchen came through the door. Throwing her keys on the entryway table, Gretchen sighed and shook her head as she let her hair down from the clasp that held it back in her top knot."Don't ask." Gretchen was dressed like a top-level professional today for her meeting with the leaders of the surrounding packs in her black business suit, pearls and heels. The leader of her pack, her mother Stella, was a stylish and smart woman and Gretchen tried her be
"Oh, God no! No!" Gretchen's eyes snapped open and her entire body trembled on her sweat drenched sheets. The memory of her nightmare was instantly gone, but the panic still remained as her heart thumped against her chest.Gretchen looked around the room as she gasped for air, and she quickly realized that she was in unfamiliar surroundings. This wasn't Keith's bedroom or any place she had been before.
"Are you ready, Miss Mason?" Eliphas stood before the tall glass doors of his home and glanced down to Gretchen as she looked through the bag he gave her.While she tied the closure, Gretchen sighed and smiled up at the kind old king. "As ready as I'll ever be I guess."
Gretchen's heart began to pound against her chest as a hooded figure came into view while he approached from the darkness beyond the ruins. A flash of a memory from one of her nightmares came back for a fleeting second and Gretchen became very afraid.As her wolf took over and forced Gretchen to shift, her bones snapped and her body contorted. She could hear Rhett's voice in her head telling her that she was in no danger, but Gretchen was no longer in control.
"So what happened to you?" Looking across the fire at Gretchen, Jason pulled his legs in close and wrapped his arms around them. More than anyone, maybe, he wanted to know what happened to Gretchen. Any news of her family brought him comfort.Rolling her eyes away to the darkness, Gretchen pretended not to hear the gentle young man."Oh, the silent treatment. My wife's a champ at that
Rhett broke branches over his knee then placed them on the stack of wood that was soon to be their campfire. "Can you light those Gretchen? I bet you're a Firestarter like Tessa." After four days of ignoring her captors, Gretchen was exhausted physically and mentally and she'd resigned to the fact that she was never getting to her family. Damien was a wrecking ball and all those doors and walls Gretchen put up against him were beginning to topple over
"Rise and shine, Gretch.” Tessa opened the curtains in the living room then uncovered Gretchen’s face from the blanket.Gretchen lifted her head and squinted against the light. “What time is it?"It's nearly dinnertime," said Tessa as she sat down on the other couch across the room.