***FALCON POV***I watch as Laney sleeps on the floor with a blanket and the smallest of the pillows that had once adorned her bed. Annoyance tickles my gut at her complete disrespect for the nice things I have given her to use. Like the comfortable bed that is sitting just feet away.In fact, everything she has said about this place being too much bothers me. I have spent thousands of years amassing my fortune. Many of those living in the woods with no shelter, no place to call my own, and now that I have a place worthy of an immortal like me, she makes me feel like it’s too much.And I don’t like that she can alter my thoughts so quickly. As much as I want to deny it, maybe she is right. Maybe it is a little much. But is it not too much that I have lived and watched every person I have ever loved or care for die? Is it not too much that I have been stuck in this lonesome hell all because of her and her stupid “future”?She sighs in contentment, turning to her back and the light from
The entire ride to the train station was one of sheer uncomfortable silence, at least on my side of the SUV. Laney, however, seemed content watching the scenery of the day fly by us. Not once did she ask me a question or turn her head to look at me. There was no music, no snoring to make me think she had fallen asleep. Just a suffocating, crazy, loud silence in the small space. A prickle up my spine a few times had me worried that maybe she had figured it out. That at least she remembers who I am and what I plan to do to her. She has always tried to run from me in the past. Then again, she has always remembered. This life for her, it is very obvious, is a stark difference not only in appearance but in personality, demeanor, everything. She is more like the girl I knew when I was in my twenties, not my four thousands.“Are you hungry?” I ask her putting the vehicle in park and finally turn to face her. She shakes her head not turning only to reach for her bag in the back. I rest my ha
***Laney POV***Falcon stalks angrily through the train to find our seats, with me following swiftly behind him. His shoulders have been tense since Monty and his mate showed up, declaring they had tickets for the same train as well.Turns out Monty has the gift of persuasion on humans and he didn’t actually need to purchase tickets for him and Rome. I think it’s a kind of cool trick. Falcon thinks it’s a cheap trick, but Monty didn’t ask for his opinion, so he didn’t seem bothered by it.I reach out and take Falcon’s hand in mine, watching his shoulders as they noticeably drop and relax. A small smile pulls at the corners of my lips as I shyly look at the ground. I did that. I made him calm down with just my touch. It doesn’t matter if he wants to play hot and cold with me. Right now I was able to help him just decompress whether he realizes it. We may not be mates, but we are something. I know it.“Sit.” Falcon grunts, coming to a spot with four seats. He releases my hand instantly
I lean against the flimsy sink, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I know I’m not the classical version of beautiful. But my skin is clear of blemishes, and my green eyes aren’t as rare as Rome’s honey-colored eyes, but they are still uncommon enough. I frown when I eye my hair. The vibrant fiery red draws all the attention from any decent features I have. That’s the problem, my hair. And my pale complexion is littered with freckles that try to consume my face. My fingers curl over the side of the sink as I remember Falcon’s face when he watched Rome sit down. That jealous monster gnaws at me from the inside, unlike anything I have ever felt as the lights flicker in the bathroom. I have been envious before. Shit, I live to be envious, apparently. Watching the kids at the school getting to learn while I sat across the street. Or when their loving parents came to pick them up. I was envious of anyone who got love or attention when I lingered in the allies hoping for a spot of food
***Falcon POV***“Yes,” Monty says simply, not bothering to take his eyes off his brothers. “These are my brothers. Eagon and Eric.”I can feel Laney’s tense muscles on the planes of my chest, and I cradle my hand around her waist, my palm flattening along her stomach and pressing her close to me. The heat of her body against mine feels too damn right.“I’m going to need you to do some explaining right now,” Laney hisses. Rome whips around her honey eyes, scowling at Laney.“He is here to protect you, that I promise you. So instead of questioning him, look for a fucking way out of this mess,” she mutters lowly. Monty takes a few steps forward, his hands outstretched, his head turning slightly to the humans shaking in their seats. “What happened to trying not to make a fuss in public?” Monty asks. “Please, the time has come and gone for patience. She is here, in her last life. We are out of time, and the rules no longer apply.”I spin my head around eying the door behind us leading t
***Laney POV***I place my hand between our lips, stopping the kiss Falcon was undoubtedly about to give me. A kiss I want so badly to accept and find comfort in, one I can not accept. Not right now, not when I’m falling apart. I don’t want a kiss to fix what’s broken. I want it because he wants me and cares for me. When he saw Rome, I could see the look in his eyes. It was more than her beauty that took him off his feet.His eyes are open as he watches me, placing a gentle kiss on my fingers that block his advance. He reaches up, pulling my hand down and resting his head against my forehead. Both our eyes close as I allow myself this one small moment in time with him. He came for me like he promised he would. Like he says he always has, but I feel he is keeping things from me. Important things that might alter our working relationship.“I am sorry. That was brazen of me.” He whispers and I let out a shaky breath, pulling away from him, removing my body from his warm arms. Falcon rema
***Falcon POV***I glance over my shoulder, trying to let the jealousy roll off my shoulders. I wish I could make her laugh the way he so easily does. Make her smile that soul-shattering smile that seems to break down all my barriers. But all I get since the beginning of the trip is her anger and rejection when I finally decide to relent and give in to the pull between us. We aren’t mates. I know it’s the magic that makes me drawn to her.But sometimes it seems better to give in to magic rather than fight it. Clearly, she hasn’t come to the same realization I have. Unless she is not bound to me the way I am to her and she truly has loved me in her past lives. The thought is unsettling and serves to sour my mood further. There have been only three times when we were truly together.Three times where we loved and lived harmoniously until she turned twenty-two. I thought I could just live a good life with her for some time until the time of her death and then I would end her suffering. B
I would give anything to get inside Laney’s head right now as we settle down to camp for the night. She sends me a glance, looking away when our eyes lock, her hair cascading down over her face, hiding the blush I know is back. It was idiotic but unavoidable to not only say those things but kiss her back. Obviously, I knew I would eventually give in. The magic that surrounds us, binds us together like a damn bungee cord, is too much to fight. Yet this time, it felt like it was more on my terms rather than the whispered chants of a witch in the wind. Laney is everything I told her she was. And for once, I firmly believe that I think that of my accord. Though I will never really know, which makes being absolute about what I am doing all that much harder. Monty and Laney have been laughing and chatting nonstop the whole way. After the embarrassment of being caught kissing me, she moved back into being the cheerful girl with a positive outlook, no matter the shit that has tried to bring
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***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