Taran
Tru seems to be relaxing around me. I’m not sure why she tensed when I teased her about the notebooks. I was more hoping she would explain why she’s keeping them.
I know what she was afraid of me seeing, but I thought she knew I would see it. To keep Tru from feeling embarrassed, I lie and tell her that I didn’t see anything outside of her character and past. I need Tru to stay loyal, so I keep what I know about her a secret.
Once we find the stone and I free the dragons, I will force her to be mine. Just to make sure she understands that I own her, I’m going to keep her in my room. Tru will be my pet companion. Instead of using her for energy, I will use her for my pleasure.
Tru makes me feel things I’ve never experienced. I’ve had countless women in my ninety years, and none compare to Tru. She’s responsive and confident; dark and submissive; loyal and mischievous.
Once she finishes explaining thing
Taran stands close to me as we walk the museum tour. I see Bryan with another girl, and I feel my heartbreaking. After treating me the way he did, I shouldn’t want him, but I do. Bryan was the first man I ever saw past a fling. We were serious, and I willingly gave him my heart. Tears sting my eyes as I watch him with her. For the entire tour, all I can do is watch Bryan. Does it hurt him as much to see me with Taran as it does to see him with another woman? There is free time to look around before lunch. Taran walks beside me without saying a word. My chest aches after watching Bryan with that girl. I’m trying to focus on the assignment to find a painting or sculpture that speaks to us, but I can’t find anything so far. I turn the corner and find Bryan and the girl kissing. He has her pushed against a wall, and their hands are roaming over each other. I turn and run towards the bathroom, I hear Taran call after me, but I don’t stop. Tears are already falling
Bryan and I sit in a park. He bought us lunch and got us a blanket to have a picnic. Though I don’t understand everything, Bryan explains all about werewolves.“Why didn’t you tell me about being a werewolf?” I ask.Bryan looks slightly embarrassed, “I wanted us to commit to one another. Like either living together or married. I know it sounds bad, but I knew if I waited, you would stay with me.” He lets out a sigh, “That’s why I gave you an ultimatum about moving in together. Tru, I’m taking over as alpha when we return home. It’s a stressful job, and I need a strong luna beside me. I need someone smart, kind, and that won’t put up with anyone’s bullshit. I need you.” He doesn’t look at me when he says, “My destine mate rejected me. She didn’t want me. She was in a relationship with someone else and had no intention of leaving them. It was humiliating.” Bryan’s
Taran I’m beyond angry and have no one but myself to blame. Tru almost lost her life today. I swore to protect her and failed. Then that mutt rushed to her aide and now seems like the hero. The wolf saved her, not me. The moment Tru ran to the bathroom, I noticed the vampires began leaving. I knew they were planning to do something to Tru, probably scare her or go into her mind. Either way, I knew that I needed to stop them. I followed one at a safe distance and covered my scent. They lead me to a large open room with twenty vampires. It was a large clan. Knowing Tru would be overpowered, I felt the best course of action was to kill the entire clan before the vampire bringing her arrived. I made my presence known when the leader began speaking. I made sure to kill all twenty. Using my natural magic, I set them on fire. The only fire source was a lighter I took from the hotel. To keep them from escaping, I barricaded the door. The flame I started with was smal
I stare at Taran. I’m not sure how I feel about everything. Taran won’t tell me what he was doing when the vampire attacked me, but I get the impression he tried to help me. He decided not to go into my mind to find out what happened and instead accepts what I said as the truth.Why did he change his mind? What changed from when we left North Berwick to now? Taran still seems angry, but I don’t feel as though it’s towards me.It’s only four in the afternoon, but the events of today make it seem far later. I sit on the bed and stare out the window for a while. Feeling restless, I go to take a shower. When I come out of the bathroom, Taran is gone. Maybe he needed more space than being on opposite sides of the room. It hurts that he just left without telling me that he was leaving or when he will return.I lay down in bed and pull an extra pillow to my chest. Thinking about the events of today, I begin to cry. I hear the door unlockin
I wake up around four to Taran walking through the door. He looks tired. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” He says. I move over to give him room to lay down. Taran removes his clothes. I’m sure he’s cold since his clothes are wet from being in the rain. “I made you something,” He says with a smile. I look at him curiously, “You made me something?” Taran nods and pulls something out of the pocket of his pants. He holds out a necklace with a pink crystal in the shape of a dove. I reach for it and smile. “It’s beautiful,” I tell him. Taran looks slightly embarrassed, “I’m glad you like it. It’s a charm to protect you from evil spells.” “Why a dove?” I ask curiously. Taran turns away from me before answering. I don’t mind. It allows me to admire the defined lines of his back. “It was easy to make. I felt a bird represented you better than anything else I could make.” I put on the necklace and smile. It hits low enough that my shirts will
TaranTru and I tour a memorial with the rest of her peers. The wolf makes eyes at her on occasion, and sometimes she makes them back. I hate that she wants him.I know once we have the stone, I will get Jonat back, and my desire for Tru might change. Jonat is still the woman that owns my heart. Tru is just a woman I’m extremely attracted to, nothing more. I don’t love Tru. How could I love her? We only have spent a week together, and she’s human which means I can’t trust her.After the tour, there is another excursion we must attend. By the end of the afternoon, I’m exhausted. I didn’t sleep much last night and although Tru let me sleep in this morning, it still wasn’t enough.Tru and I go out to dinner. Her phone goes off a few times and by the twinkle in her eye, I know it’s the wolf. Why am I so jealous of him? “What are you saying to him?” I finally ask. Anger and jealousy seep through my vo
TaranI wake Tru, and we begin getting ready to leave. She packs a bag of clothes for me and swings it over her shoulder. We leave for the same covered area I shifted last night. As we walk, I feel how nervous Tru is getting. “I won’t let you fall if that’s why you’re afraid.”Tru shakes her head, “I get nervous on an airplane, so flying on the back of a dragon seems terrifying.”I chuckle at her response, “You never know; you could love it.” She’s told me about planes, cars, and other methods of travel. From what she explained, they don’t sound terrible. I’m not sure why she gets nervous.Tru grins and playfully says, “I suppose.” Once we arrive, I begin removing my clothes. Just as I am about to shift, Tru stops me, “What if I pass out or fall off?”I look at her and smile, “Then I will catch you and keep you safe.”My words seem to
Today, Taran is flying me home. I’m nervous to fly on his back that long. We have everything packed and plan to leave late in the night.I have showed Taran on maps where I live. Thanks to the internet we found a flight plan from the hotel to my apartment. Taran assures me that everything is under control and he will have me home before the sunrise.“Tru, are you ready?” He asks.I nod and walk out of the cave onto the beach. We went back to the cave last night since we needed to check out of the hotel. I was happy because it gave me time to read more about the past. Taran wasn’t as thrilled because he hasn’t found any leads for us to begin looking. On the drive here, I brought up seeing Willow again and Taran immediately refused. Since then, he has barely spoken to me.Taran shifts and stretches out his wings. I’m not sure what it is, but Taran as a dragon fascinates me. The deep red color of his scales has small fleck
Bryan’s mother gives the tailor a disapproving look, “Can’t you make her look a little more regal?”The tailor looks at her, “We can elongate the coat to make her seem taller and use a skirt instead of slacks, or we could try a dress?”“No, the straight dresses make her loose her shape. Her body is just so awkward. I’m not sure how to dress it. We need her to be seen as a wise and regal leader. No one will think that is she continues dressing like a broke college student.”The tailor nods and goes into the back to find more clothes. Looking at me, Bryan’s mother says, “Next, we need to work on your hair. It clearly doesn’t matter how often we go to the salon; you can’t style it yourself.”“Charlotte, I will never live by your standards. It doesn’t matter how many outfits you have, the pack makes me, or how many times you do my hair. I will always be this way.” I tell Bryan’s mom.She lets out a sigh, “I’m only trying to help how you are viewed.”“You’re trying to turn me into you,” I
“Tru? Are you home?” I hear Bryan call.“I’m in the office!” I reply. I’m stacking small rocks that I turned from paper. It is about twelve rocks high when Bryan enters.“You ready to go….” Bryan looks around, “Tru, is there a little green guy helping you? Are you wearing him like a backpack?”My concentration breaks and the rocks fall. “Look if that were the case, I would go find the dragons and say, this isn’t the sorceress you’re looking for.”Bryan smiles, “You are fighting against an evil emperor.”I pause for a moment and think, “Is the Dragon King evil? You never talk about him, no one does. I heard he got rid of the hunters and most of the vampires. Doesn’t that make him good?”Bryan shrugs, “He killed a lot of my friends. Have you forgotten that they killed your family?”The truth is I had forgotten. It isn’t real to me that my family is dead. Somehow, I’m lying to myself about it. I missed everyone’s funeral and Bryan won’t take me to the cemetery, so I have nothing to prove
Bryan and I head to a private elevator and take it up to the top floor. I notice Bryan looking slightly anxious, but he doesn’t say anything. As we reach our floor and step out, Bryan looks upset. I hear him mumble, “She better not do what I think she’s doing.”I am about to ask what he means as he opens the door to our home and a group of people yell surprise. I freeze and look around. None of these faces look familiar, yet all look happy to see me. A banner hangs reading, “Welcome home Luna”. Bryan’s mother suddenly appears, she hugs me tightly and welcomes me home. I am not sure what to say or do. Everything feels overwhelming. Who are these people? Why are they here? Why does nothing seem familiar?Bryan looks slightly annoyed at his mother, “I told you not to do this. Tru doesn’t remember anything. This is probably really overwhelming for her.”I squeeze his hand, thanking him for standing up for m
Bryan still isn’t back when I finish in the bath. After drying off and wrapping a robe around me, I go to find some clothes. Walking to the closet, Bryan said was mine, I found some of my old clothes, but almost everything was new. The clothes look expensive and more of Bryan’s mother’s style, not mine.Why is everything her style? Nothing here looks like something I would pick. The furniture, the clothes, even the bedding. I find an old pair of leggings and a T-shirt, then walk to the room Bryan told me was my office. There are four spell books on the glass desk. I hate the look of the desk, it will show fingerprints. I pick up one of the books and start flipping through the pages. I find it strange that there are no notes or marked pages.I pick up the second book and am surprised that there are notes, but not in my hand. The handwriting is that of a man and seems old. Curiously, I follow the directions for the hand motions and see a pink smoke illu
“She’s waking up, someone go get the doctor! Tru, baby, are you there?” My eyes slowly open to a hospital room, and Bryan stands over me. “Tru, you’re finally awake,” he says with a smile.A doctor rushes in and asks me, “Luna, how are you feeling?” he shines a light in my eyes as he continues to speak, “Do you have any pain?”I blink a few times, then ask, “Where am I?”Bryan smiles at me, “You are at the pack hospital.”“I’m where?” I ask, confused.The doctor interrupts, “What is the last thing you remember?”I pause momentarily, “The last thing I remember is being on the fairy to Scotland.”Bryan looks at the doctor, “Will she get her memory back?”The doctor shakes his head, “I am not sure. We will run some tests.” With that, the doctor leaves.Bryan sits next to me, taking my hand. I notice a ring on my finger. Confused, I ask, “What happened?”Looking at me with concern, Bryan says, “You were in an accident. We weren’t sure if you were going to wake.”“Was anyone else hurt?” I
Taran and I pull up to my father’s house. As we enter the house, I hear a voice, “Tru, come here. We can bring everything back the way it was!”I give Taran an odd look, “Do you recognize that voice?”Taran shakes his head, “No, but I hear its call.”“Whose call?” I ask, confused.Taran looks worried, “The stone. It is awake.”I feel a lump in my throat, “It wants us to bring everything back.”“Don’t Tru. We can convince it to keep things the way they are now,” Taran says in a plea.I shake my head, “It is too late. I brought everything back when my magic awoke. There is nothing we can do.”“I won’t lose you, Tru. You’re mine.”The same voice whispers, “I have a plan. We need all the dragons to restore the kingdom. I know how to keep them away from you.”Curious, I leave my room and get the stone out of its box. It is no longer black but glowing orange. Softly, I ask, “What is your plan?”“We hide you. I will block your memories of Taran. Then you can relearn your magic, then we out t
Taran squeezes my hand as we listen to the officiant speak. The room is full, and people are standing in the back. Some drove across the country to say their goodbyes. Looking at my mother in the casket gives me an odd feeling. It almost feels like I’ve gone numb. The woman lying there doesn’t even look like my mother.My brothers and I all decided to let Mike speak. We agreed on a story for him to tell while he gives her eulogy. I feel like it was the right decision for Mike to speak. I don’t think I can get words out now.As the officiant finishes, he asks if anyone would like to share stories about my mother. At least eight people share stories. Some of them were friends, some cousins, former co-workers, and the rest were from her support group. Cindy then stands and walks up to the stand. “Alice always gave the best advice. She felt more like my mother than my mother-in-law. Any time I had an issue, we would sit and talk. Alice gave me advice on everything from how to handle thing
I sit on the edge of my mother’s hospital bed. They called her time of death two hours ago. My mother went on bypass yesterday afternoon. When the hospital asked us to leave because visiting hours had ended, my mother squeezed my hand when I told her goodbye. Then when we arrived this morning, I knew she was gone. I no longer felt her presence in the room.“Dove,” Taran’s gentle voice pulls me from my thoughts. I look at him and see another man standing behind him, “They need to take Alice downstairs.”I nod and stand. Taran quickly pulls me to him. We leave the room and join my dad and brothers in a lobby area. “Are you okay, Tru?” Dave asks when we sit down.I nod, “We knew this day was coming. I will miss her, but at least she isn’t sick anymore.”“We barely left her side the past two weeks,” Dave says lightly. “I’m not sure how to go back to day-to-day life.”“The house felt empty last night without mom there,” Mike says with tears, “I’m not sure how I will step foot in there agai
I sit next to my mom, holding her hand. She fell asleep talking, and I hadn’t wanted to leave yet. Her fingers feel cold, and her skin feels thin.Taran stands in the doorway, “I made you some food. Please come eat. Your mother needs to rest.”I shake my head, “We were in the middle of a conversation. She was telling me about her childhood. I want to be here when she wakes up. Besides, I’m not hungry.”I can hear the desperation in Taran’s voice, “Tru, you haven’t eaten or slept in the past three days. Please, come eat. Your father won’t let me bring it here.”“What if she wakes up while I’m gone?” I tell him through tears.“Your mother will call if she wakes. Her phone is right next to her.” Seeing that I’m not moving, Taran offers, “I will stay with her if you want. Please go eat something.” Taran walks over and kneels beside me, “Tru, I’m worried about you. I don’t believe you are thinking clearly. Your mom is tired. She’s pushing herself while she is awake to speak with you. Look