I groan, struggling against the beast as it leaps off of me and tackles a vampire who dares to come close. Another explosion bellows through the air and I turn to see Joffrey on bended knees, his eyes glowing green as his lips move and his hands gracefully move through the air as if trying to catch the dirt falling from the sky. He throws his arms open wide as the dirt rolls into small balls and shoots through the air, pelting the vampires hard enough to draw blood. So much for him being a magic-less warlock. I blink at him, just watching his graceful, almost hypnotizing movements until I am once again tackled to the ground. The animal growls above me as if trying to communicate, and I finally catch a view. My breath hitches as fear makes my blood run cold. The beast… The one from my nightmares that I swear I watched kill my sister.Its humanoid, yet far too animalistic shape, stands above me like I’m some object that must be protected.He launches off of me, attaching his teeth to t
I amble along behind Falcon aways, appearing at the totaled green scrap of metal. It’s surprising to see that the thing isn’t up in smoke like I assumed it would be. I spin and scan around, finally taking the time to really look at the damage and what fucking hit us, but I see nothing. I could have sworn we were hit but a damn train, but there are no tracks, no other objects that could have caused the damage. “What…” I mutter as Falcon thrusts clothes into my chest. “Get dressed. We are on foot for a while.”I don’t say a word as I slip into the scraps of fabric he placed in my arms. The tight yoga pants paired with a sports bra do nothing to warm me up as a cool breeze sweeps through the roadway. The brambles rustle behind us and I spin on high alert, my heart pounding in my ears. Joffrey emerges, his face red and his eyes wide as if he just witnessed something no one should see. “Where are—”“Nope. Don’t ask.” Joffrey shakes his head and I frown. “Rome!” I call out, feeling eage
***Falcon POV***Eagon being gone has bought us some time, but not much. Once word gets back to the coven that he’s dead and so are many of the vampires he brought with him, it’s going to be open season on us. I am wondering, though, why they continue to take Laney, rather than just kill her. Once or twice, the thought that Abbie may have a backup plan crossed my mind. But my existence right now is her doing penance for the crime I committed against her, and she built in a failsafe way for me to never fail. Even if I want to let Laney live, she won’t, and it won’t at all be because I want to kill her. It will be because I literally have no choice in the matter. How strange to live for thousands of years and never truly have full control of your life or body. It’s kind of how I feel about Laney now. I have no control over myself when I’m near her. It is getting harder and harder to resist her and the fucking pull to her. It’s not the mate bond, I know that for sure. I’m banned from t
***Laney POV***I startle from a dream and sit up, wiping the sweat from my brow. My chest aches from the relentless pounding of my heart on my rib cage, yet try as I may, I can not remember what the dream was about. I remember how it felt to be in it, the fear that made my skin crawl and blood turn to ice. The ache of my legs as if I were running from something. Yet my mind draws a blank on what my body is struggling to tell me. It was a nightmare. There is no doubt about that. But my nightmares have grown more violent, and frightening. Dreams I have always been able to recall suddenly bleed from the reserves of my mind, leaving me nothing but a mess to try to sort through. I lay back, staring up at the dark sky slowly turning pink along the horizon. The sun will come soon and we will be back on our way.Falcon lies next to me, but I dare not look his way. Seeing his beauty while he sleeps may very well be the death of me. It would eat away at all the resolve I have to keep my dista
Joffrey stumbles over his own feet, barely looking up from the journal as he walks through the rough terrain. I can’t help but laugh at his desire to crack the code and learn more from his journal. We all want to know what secrets it holds, but his encounter with gifted magic seems to ignite a need for information greater than mine.Not that I am all that much in wanting right now. For the time being, I am perfectly content being me and being loved without the added drama of what happens when I take the throne and Falcon finds his mate. Warm fingers snake into mine and I look over in surprise to see Falcon walking beside me, watching the trees we pass as if in deep compilation. I try to hide my giddy grin, but I know I’m doing a shit job of it. I’ve never held a boyfriend’s hand before. If that’s what we are, maybe we aren’t. I mash my lips together in thought. If we have professed feelings, does that mean we are together or just in an open relationship like the people that date other
When we finally make it to the town that Falcon kept telling us was close, Joffrey is a sweaty mess of sore feet and complaints about hunger. The small town is filled to the brim with people, the sun setting on them as they dine outside near blazing fires laughing and enjoying their simple lives. Jealousy creeps in as I watch them, just live their lives.This is something I have always wanted. To survive long enough to get a good job, and finally, be able to eat at a restaurant properly and laugh with friends at night. Things that seem so minuscule or unappreciated by many people. The same things that people from my realm pretended was stupid, yet we all stared with hope and wonder. “Can we eat at a restaurant?” I ask before I even realize the words come out.“I prefer to take out,” Joffrey says, patting his stomach when we pass an outdoor eatery and the server passes us with a steaming plate of gooey cheese pizza. My stomach gurgles and I’m tugged further along by Falcon. “We shoul
***Falcon POV***Joffrey has already eaten half the pizza by the time Rome comes back from checking on Laney. She smiles brightly, but the worry is etched on her face and it only makes me more nervous. “What is it?” I ask dropping the paper plate I put together for Laney.“What is what?” Rome drops onto Monty’s lap and Monty watches her closely.“What’s wrong with Laney?” I ask her again, my voice firm and angry. Fear prickles up my back the longer Rome avoids eye contact with me and eats her pizza. “Rome?” Monty whispers before standing. We both run to the door.“Laney!” I call out, pushing it open.She squeals in shock, clinging to a white towel, her hair wet around her shoulders. Monty’s body bumps me into the room and immediately turns to look away. I, however, can not take my eyes off her. The look of shock gives way on her face and I see the streaks on her cheek. She has been crying. The question is about what.“Get out!” she hisses. I shake my head no. “I’m not going anywhe
I slip away from our room after a while, finally being in a place where I have decent service and the ability to buy a new phone grants me the opportunity to reach out to Edgar. I sigh, looking down at the fancy screen. Guilt sits heavy in my stomach with fear. What if they found the dagger? Will the magic used to curse me make me act in a way I can’t control? Or will I feel the same? If so, what the hell does that mean for me and the magic trap I am in?I take a deep breath before typing in his number and waiting for him to pick up the phone. “I wondered if you would reach out soon.” His voice rings out through the phone. “We ran into some problems and have been stuck on foot until now.” “Your vehicle broke down?” he asks, surprised.“No,” I say flatly. “As I said, we had complications. How is the temple?” I ask, my throat thick with anticipation of his answer.“It’s nearly done. Though it is strange.”I wait for him to continue. He doesn’t, so I sigh in annoyance. “Edgar.”“Yes,
Hey Readers! Just wanted to thank you quick for sticking with me! This isn't my typical type of story being as it was my first venture with rebirth/reincarnation. I appreciate all the gems and encouragement i have recieved thus far! With my pregnancy and family sickness, my updates became a little sporadic and I apologize for that. I generally write, edit and post chapters the same day, so if I don;t have the brain power to write, I must take the time away to not have the story suffer. So I appreciate teh understanding. Please check out my newest story coming to the app! It should hopefully be up before the end of 2022! The Alpha's Obsession: His Forced Mate. It is a best friends to enemies to lovers trope taht I really think many of my readers who enjoyed my Guardian series will like! Happy Holidays from me to you! Miri
***10 Years Later****Lachlan POV*Millie and Ryan sit on the chair outside the bedroom door, their eyes wide as they listen to their Aunt Rome scream as though she is in a fight for her life. And she might very well be at this rate. I wring my hands nervously as I wait for Laney to mind link me with whatever else they might need.Ryan reaches out to hold Millie’s small hand as he gives her a comforting smile. Her green eyes fill with fear as she looks at her twin brother and offers him a soft smile. These two are just like Laney and Rome. In the sense, they are completely different. While Millie has a darker complexion and deep green eyes, Ryan has the white blonde hair and golden eyes like his Aunt Rome.And then there is Adora. The spit fire third born five-year-old who gives us all a run for our money. Her red hair blazes like her attitude and her oversized sweet brown eyes lend her an air of innocence that gets her out of everything. Speaking of the monster herself…“Daddy!” she
**6 Months later***“Laney!” Rome calls out in my room as I quickly pull my robe over my body. Lachlan chuckles as he wraps a towel around his waist, shaking his head.“You know, for someone who is always getting caught screwing her mate, she does a great job of interrupting us.” He mutters, placing a kiss on the side of my wet head as I bend down to wrap it in a towel. “In my defense I waited until after.” Rome says pushing the bathroom door open. I glower at her.“Really Rome? Not an ounce of damn privacy in my own freaking temple?” I say, slightly annoyed. Since she got back to the temple, she has either just trounced in on Lach and me in precarious positions or right after commenting on the scent of sex lingering in the room.“Look, I was gone long enough for you guys to already have a pup brewing.”I look at Lachlan, trying to keep my anger controlled. He, however, seems amused by her comment. “I wasn’t aware that we were trying to get pregnant.” Lach says with a shrug. “Not th
Kias and the others kneel before us and to my right is a fire pit that rages, heating the entire vast room. Word spread quickly about the shift in the hierarchy in the coven, and everyone has gathered to witness what we do next. I have always prided myself as someone who is merciful and sympathetic. Now is no different, but I know I must stay strong and let Monty dull out the punishment.“We submit,” One of Kias’ followers announces. I frown at him, walking closer as I look down at him. He looks up at me with nothing but hatred and fear living in his hungry eyes and I shake my head with a sigh. “We already gave you the opportunity to step down. Now you must accept your fate.” Monty announces. Those on their knees look around the room, shock apparent on their faces, while Kias scoffs. “Is this how you will rule?” He appeals to me, trying to get under my skin. I tilt my head, furrowing my brows. “You were given options, Kias. As was your leader before you. The deaths of those who fol
The wind swirls around Roxanne as her hands glow a deep red radiating from them. Chance takes a stance in front of Lily. His head drops low as his lips move as if whispering to himself. The surrounding walls seep water as drop by drop they roll toward his feet, creating a puddle around him. Monty and Rome crash into a few vampires, hard bodies making dull painful thuds as blows land, and the vampires surrounding us join the fight.“Stay close to me, Luna,” Lachlan says, yanking on my hand so I can be near him.It takes effort not to frown in disappointment. I may not have had the training to fight in this life, but in the many ones before this, I was formidable in my own right. I pull my hand from Lach’s and step up to his side, dodging a flying vampire with a simple sidestep before turning to face them. Lachlan trusts me enough to leave me to my own devices, but I can sense his tension. Or so I hope as he fights off two at a time. Claws slice through my skin, the release of tension
Wilhelm opens the door at his cousin’s bidding and the look of shock morphs into one of relief. and then he yanks Monty into a big hug. His long blond hair is French braided and adorned with silver rings with adorning emblems of the moon with a star in the center of it that looks like a red diamond. It’s a stunning piece of expensive looking jewelry and he must catch me staring at it. “Luna,” He whispers, bowing low and then popping back up, reaching into his hair and removing one of the stunning pieces. He presents it to me with a courteous smile on his lips, making him look rather like a schoolboy admitting to a crush.Lachlan steps closer to me, his hand at the small of my back. “He isn’t hitting on her.” Monty chuckles. “He is showing his fealty. For our coven.”“A coven that isn’t yet in his control?” Rome asks with a small frown and I hold back my chuckle of laughter. “How nice of you to point it out, my love.” Monty says smugly as he turns his frustrated gaze on his cousin.
As the sun falls, I can sense the tension in Monty, which only makes me worry more. Lachlan’s thigh is pressed against mine and Lily and Chance sit in the third row, eyes wide as if seeing the outside world for the first time. I spin and look at them and realize that it might actually be the first time they have left. “Have you ever left your coven?” I ask curiously. Lily’s kind eyes meet mine and she smiles shyly. “It is for me. Chance has left three times before.”“You have?” I ask him in interest and he looks between me and Lily. He rubs his hands across his jeans and clears his throat like I am going to torture the questions out of him. “Uh, yes.” He gives me a tight smile and I look at Lily, who frowns.“We will have to be as open as possible with them in order to remain at their side. No secrets.” Lily says to him and he looks at his lap.“Secrets?” Lachlan joins in. “Those will get you now where… Take it from a man who knows.”“It’s not really a secret, but an embarrassing s
*Laney POV*Waking up next to Lachlan is not a new thing. But waking up next to him after claiming each other as mates, as a reminder that this will be my every day for the rest of my life? It’s the best feeling I have ever experienced. He looks so serene, the early sunlight filtering in over his stubbly cheek and his messy hair. It doesn’t feel real, yet here he is. Vulnerable, snoring just a little, and still perfect. I try to hold back my giddy grin at the thought of his snoring bothering me one day. It’s strange to love him for it now, think it’s cute, but crave the day when I will tease him for it relentlessly because that’s what you do when you grow. You adapt, you tease, and the thought of getting that far in a life with him is just damn exciting. More so than having to unite a who world of supernatural people. “Are you staring at me?” He murmurs, his eyes still closed. “Nope.” I lie. He peeks through a heavy-lidded eye and a grin forms on his delicious lips. “Liar.” I nod
*Lachlan POV*Laney has always been stunning. In every lifetime, she has been alluring, sexy, and nearly unavoidable in our need to be intimate. But this is different. This isn’t just the carnal need to make her mine to lay claim to her. No, this is mine, and my wolf's united desire to show her what she means to us. Love is more than pleasing each other or doing sexual favors. It extends beyond that. It’s wanting to memorize every curve, sound, and inner thoughts she may have. There is this burning desire to just be with her. Not that I don’t want to ravage her body, or that I don’t have every intention of doing that as I stalk her down. It’s what I plan to do with her after I consume her, that I look forward to more than the moment when I enter her or make her cry out in ecstasy. I want nothing more than to hold her after we have come down from the high. I want her to feel the bond whizzing through us as we just exist in the same state of blissful joy. Thank the heavens the only w