Leaving the library, they walked hand in hand to what had been her childhood bedroom. As soon as they passed through the double doors he shut them with his mind. The rest of the world could wait outside. Tonight was just for them. He whipped her around to press her back against the doors avoiding wedging the door handles into her back.“I think this is where we left off,” He took her mouth, and shocked her.“Now?” She questioned between breaths.“Oh absolutely now.” I have thought of nothing else since we were so rudely interrupted.He took his lips on a slow sensual journey down the column of her throat.“Do you have a problem with that?” He whispered as his teeth nipped at her earlobes.Everything inside her quivered, liquified.“No, no, now would be good, now would be...”His hands skimmed up to brush over her breasts.“Now would be exceptional.”Wanting more, she wrapped her legs around him. Thrilled by the crazed rhythm of her own pulse, the overwhelming pull of her own nee
The next time proved to be amazing, and the time after that only intensified the passion as they lost their inhibitions and began to explore each other’s bodies.Later, spent but sated, she found out what it was like to share a bed with a man. They took up a lot of room, his arms and legs wrapping around her like an octopus. She dozed off quickly feeling safe in his arms, only to be awoken a few hours later by the buzz of a chainsaw. She was surprised to learn that Dakari snored loud enough to wake the dead. But it sure made waking up a lot more entertaining. Katalea slipped out of bed, and slipped on her fuzzy pink robe. She tiptoed over to her little office, and giggled at the thought of waking Dakari. The man slept like a stone. She, on the other hand, had never been able to sleep well at night. She decided to send her mother an email. It had been so long since she had seen them, and she missed her family so much. She told her mother all about Dakari, and how she found h
Panic ensued. All scurried to Zinnia’s side. Dakari reached for her tiny wrist and felt for her pulse.“I don’t know what a fairy pulse is supposed to sound like, but she definitely has one.” He sighed, relieved. Already everyone was feeling like she was the glue holding the group together.Luca reached over and took the crystal from her hand. What had looked so menacing in her hands looked frail and small in his own large palm. It seemed to pulse as if it had something to say.Palm opened, he looked around at the group, “Did anyone see how this got here?”Before they could utter a word, Zinnia began to stir. As she tried to turn on her side she moaned with pain as her wing was stuck beneath her. No one knew how to help. She closed her eyes and began to glow. Her purple aura intensified as the wing visibly began to heal itself. It was like watching a movie in fast forward. Within seconds she was clearly revived. The group watched in disbelief.“When I am in wolf form, I heal
The entire group sat spellbound, not able to move or speak. Dumbfounded, they sat staring at the last of the blue ink before it, too, was gone. Luca tried to open more pages but they were stuck fast. All that was left was the eerie image of an old man with hard eyes staring out of the page. The picture gave the appearance of being able to look everyone in the eye at once. His wrinkled skin and worn attire gave Katalea the impression that their host had been around a few millennia. His eyes conveyed that this was not the first group to take up the challenge. His voice radiated distrust and weariness as it filled the room as if it played from a loudspeaker.“You must prove yourselves worthy by solving the first puzzle. Then, and only then, will more be revealed unto you, with greater rewards and greater risks. Are you up to the task? Go forth now with urgency. Much depends on your success. Time is of the essence.”Luca withdrew his hands from the glass encasement. He looked
They planned to leave the following morning. Grandfather called the hangar and had the pilots prepare. Grandmother served another feast for everyone and secretly plotted with Zinnia for a way to take her on a tour of the island. Zinnia squirmed with excitement at the prospect. After eating and relaxing, the four visitors packed what meager belongings they had into the backpacks and duffles that Katalea had shoved into a closet over the years. As Katalea handed out pink and purple backpacks, complete with enough rhinestones to blind an army, she giggled to herself. Feeling the hard plastic square sewn into a hidden pocket in one of Dalya’s bags, Katalea’s fingers searched for the little opening. She found it and removed one of the tracking devices that she had used to avoid Dalya in their high school years. With her thoughts on her prior tormentor, Katalea had slipped down the hall to visit the girl who had once caused her such anguish, and now was looked at like a si
Dakari sat in a wicker chair on the terrace and basked in the morning sun. It had been so long since he felt this relaxed he thought he might fall asleep. The scent of the pink jasmine bush climbing the balustrade wafted over him and, combined with the lull of the rippling waves below, he teetered on the brink of a well deserved nap. When his feet were knocked to the floor, he nearly jumped out of his skin. By the gods' own control, he was able to keep from shifting to his tiger form. He opened his eyes expecting to see the scaly hide of a weredragon. To his surprise, his sister Maggie stood before him. She grinned the menacing grin of a little sister and pointed her finger at him. “I’m telling Dad that you are back here at the Kundam’s and haven’t bothered to let us know. What the hell is that about?” She hissed, anger with him winning out over her happiness to see him.“No one was supposed to know we were here.” He smiled at her sheepishly, using his hand to shie
The group gathered on the ferry as the island was shrouded in a thick, concealing mist. Katalea had called the mist to swirl and entwined the heady scent of the salt water to cover the scent of her new friends. It would do no good for the curious to come investigating. The water appeared gray, reflective of the colorless sky. There would be no other passengers, and the jaunt across to the mainland promised to be rough. Katalea didn’t mind the ferry as it jostled them to and fro, it kept her mind from contemplating the scene they had encountered in Dalya’s room. Her friend had been possessed by an erratic weredragon god. If she hadn’t witnessed it with her own eyes, she would have doubted anyone who tried to convince her of it. That was why she wasn’t sharing the story with the others.They had spread out to different parts of the ferry for their quick excursion. Aquina was leaning over the railing, hands outstretched, trying to play with a few of her friends as they swam
The six passengers looked at one another. Before a seat belt could be buckled into place, the nose of the plane dipped at an angle solidifying what the captain had announced. Beecher’s trash fell to the floor and began its descent to the front of the plane. Instead of preparing for a crash landing, Katalea turned to the window and began to war with the storm. Between clenched teeth she hissed, “Dakari, Zinnia, see if you can conjure something to elevate the nose of this beast!” Dakari got up and moved to Zinnia. They huddled together with determined faces and soon Dakari’s lips began to move while his eyes remained firmly closed. Katalea knew he was messaging back home for help. Katalea was fighting a losing battle. If she pushed at the wind, lightning would flare up off to the other side. When she calmed the electricity, hail would begin to pelt the rapidly descending aircraft. It was as if the weather was toying with her. In her concentration, she had not noticed tha
It seemed to Luca the celebration lasted all night. He wanted to take his little fairy back to his University apartment and finally have some alone time. The ceremony performed by Rhiannon decreed that it was now “their” University apartment. He couldn’t be happier.The others had elected to stay on campus too, although Dakari had managed with Zinnia’s help to divide the room into two seperate bedrooms for the night. Katalea had wanted to go over to the island, but all agreed that work with the prophetic book was scheduled to begin early. Both Luca and Zinnia grinned and said they’d get in as soon as they could. Everyone just laughed and snuggled a little closer to their own mate.On the walk over, Luca and Zinnia held hands, neither feeling their feet touch the ground. Luca kept running in place and stopping just to feel the joy of having a heart. It was all Zinnia could do to not burst from happiness.When Luca walked up to a door and began to enter numbers into a keypad, Zin
They feasted and rested, curled up now by two’s on the sofas. Katalea thought of how far they had come, virtually all strangers the last time they were in this room. Since they were back in Egypt she had messaged her grandfather. He told her things were a little unstable on the island and probably not a great time to bring the whole group back. Instead he had a team bring the book back to the University under heavy guard. They would deal with that tomorrow. Tonight was for rest and healing.His words caused her some grief, she was homesick for the island. She lay with her head nestled on Dakari’s shoulder while he played with a lock of her hair. She wondered what the trouble was, and found herself very anxious to get back to her “regular” life. Would this quest really be over tomorrow? Across the room, she could see Zinnia getting fidgety. She was up, then down. She had checked on the food numerous times, but they had all had their fill and lay sated, waiting for her to f
As the dust cleared, Dakari narrowed his brow and turned to his mate, “Let’s get out of here before more of his ilk show up.”Nodding, Katalea grabbed his hand, “For reals this time.”Although the transition wasn’t as smooth without Zinnia’s presence, they had thought to leave their exit route established when the others had popped out. The air was a little chillier this time and they found themselves more thrown than placed around a campfire. They were surrounded instantly by the largest werewolves either had ever seen.”Ok, so not back to the classroom in Egypt?” Katalea threw out the thought to Dakari, more of an accusation than a question.He shrugged, his face baffled as he looked around. Then he saw Beecher and the others near the front of the group. Even as they moved towards him, a path cleared. Many heads bowed in respect as they made their way to their friend. Beecher lay on his side, his breathing labored. He was still in werewolf form but clearly healing. His fur
The cairn now glowed blue. It pulsed and throbbed as if it had a heartbeat. Kaya stood, just like Katalea’s premonition, pacing, but this time she was not intently focused on the stones, she was focused on Katalea. As if waiting for her. “Can you guys see her? Am I having another vision?” Katalea questioned.“Oh, we can see her, and frankly she is terrifying….” Aquina answered, awe in her voice. The big cat kept pacing, her soft pads making no noise in the silent chamber. Her eyes never left Katatea’s.“She means you no harm,” Katalea whispered, feeling the joy of her panther overtake her. “She is me…” Katalea continued, confidence radiating in her voice, understanding now. “She never left me.”Katalea felt the longing to be one with Kaya rise up. She hadn’t realized how abandoned she had felt by her own self.Kaya’s eyes filled with anguish now. Her proud head bowed, almost in shame. “It was not my wish either,” she said, obviously hearing the cries of Katalea's heart. “It w
As they made their way into the higher elevation, the mountain walls became craggier, and small cave formations began. The trees here weren’t as thick, this new harder soil obviously struggled to sustain life. Ahead, a rounded archway formed, looking more like an arbor than a cave. Katalea walked through expecting to come out on the other side of the hill but instead found herself in a large open space resembling the lobby of the ice hotel. Instead of beautiful ice sculptures though, it was just rough walls. A small stack of rocks to the left looked like a cairn left behind by someone else. There were the remnants of bones, small animal bones, she presumed, that had long since stopped having a body. Still, she felt no presence of evil or danger. They heard the deep dark laugh come from behind them. Katalea stepped forward as if to shield her friends against whatever was coming. ”So valiant, young Katalea.” They could hear Hassan, but there was no one there. He laughed aga
“Ah Elskan,” he pulled back with such sorrow. “I want nothing more than the next millennium in your arms but I feel our friends call.” He pushed a stray lock of purple hair behind her ears, nibbled her neck, and inhaled deeply.“That word, Elskan, you have said it before. What does it mean?”“What?” He looked at her quizzically now. “I have said a word you don’t know?” Tilting his head in wonder, he added, “Out loud?”She smiled coyly now, “Yes, a few times. Elskan. Once when I was hurt, and I think another time when we learned of the sharks,”Visibly flustered, he put his hands at his sides. Tense now, he turned to go, but she grabbed his elbows, “Not so fast buster, you didn't answer.” The smile she gave him was playful, teasing, almost a challenge. He sighed and closed his eyes. Remembering. Oh, why couldn’t some things just stay buried? It had been so very long. Finally, he spoke, “It is the name a man calls a woman he loves. In your tongue, it would be equivalent to dar
“Go east she said,” Katalea whispered in her mind and chuckled, thinking of an American term she learned years ago in school in San Diego.”As I remember it, the phrase was, ‘Go West, young man, Go West.” Dakari countered.Katalea blushed, she forgot her mate could always hear her thoughts. “‘Ya, well, I was never very good in American history,” she giggled. It was an age-old joke between them. Dakari had excelled in school, but Katalea had been too busy dodging Dalya and doing gymnastics to pay much attention in high school.With the vampires gone for the moment, and the Hassan family of dragons keeping their distance there was nothing left to do but say goodbye. They thanked Freja for her help and Dakari made light of the situation by conjuring roses for her out of thin air. “We did not come away without losses,” Freja said heavily, “and they will not be forgotten for their bravery in battle.” All heads lowered. A few hands wiped eyes that found themselves moist. “We will ma
To their amazement, they saw what looked like wolves wrestling people. These were not ordinary people, as Katalea watched one short dark man pick up a wolf and hurl it into a tree. They were close enough that Katalea could hear the curses from the man. They were not in any language Katalea had ever heard before. Two more wolves pounced on the man and made quick work of him. Another wolf came at a sprint, two pairs of feral red-eyed vampires at his heels. They recognized him at once. Beecher was in trouble.Dakari roared, and the scene stilled momentarily. All heads turned and in that instant Katalea called lightning to pummel the bloodsuckers. The wolves stood dumbfounded as all their foe just vanished into ash. As a pack, they turned to look at Beecher who was obviously sending them a message that these newcomers were allies. A few wolves shifted, while others remained on guard in wolf form.Never one to hide, Katalea shifted, while Dakari remained. “I have heard myths a
Perched high up in her tree, Katalea swayed, the fog swirling around her. Above her, the muted greens and pinks of the northern lights seemed to fight for control of the pre-morning sky. It wouldn’t be long before any vampire trapped outside would have to flee or risk being turned to dust without any help from their adversaries. The sun still had a few minutes to go before it began its assent into the sky but the sky had visibly lightened. It was coming. Katalea wondered if the sun was filtered through the fog if the vampires would be able to stay out longer. She imagined they could. It might be time to dial back on the mist.Light bursts could be seen from just past the crop of trees they were currently resting in. Katalea wasn’t sure if it was from lightning or a dragon blast, but they were drawing closer to their hideout. They would have to move soon.Dakari must have had the same thoughts, for as he touched her arm, she read the alarm in his eyes. It wouldn’t do to be so hig