*Poppy*"Are you completely fucked up in your head?" I yelled as I got up from the chair with force."I understand that we have to keep her safe. I also understand how dangerous Seamus is, but to suggest something like that! You must have lost your mind." I accused Logan, looking at him like he was a complete idiot, forgetting that I was insulting a royal family member."Poppy, be careful who you talk to.""And you, Albert. Are you supporting him in this? Has the smoke clouded your sound mind?" I interrupted Albert and pointed my accusing finger at Alpha, who accepted me into his pack and sheltered me."Looking for a safe place for Gemma is one thing, but putting her under the supervision of bloodsuckers, giving them my daughter as some sweet snack on the plater is madness!"I shouted at them as I stood in the middle of Alpha's office, pulling my hair at their nonsense. They both looked at me as if I was crazy and not them. Albert sat in his armchair drinking his favorite cold beer, a
*Poppy*My mind was utterly blown away. If Santa Claus was looking for a new location for his Christmas village, he could find a great place in Piemonthelm. This city is a separate world located near Autumn Pack, hidden behind Mount Vilhelm, where, according to legend, anyone who enters will not emerge from the swamp unscathed."Are we sure we're in vampire territory?" I leaned and whispered over the handbrake so no one but Logan could hear me.Logan chuckled at my question and turned left, passing a literal cottage that looked like it was made of gingerbread, dripping frosting from every window and happily chirping people chatting over giant chocolate cookies."Mom, it's like a fairy tale here. Can we live here? Please, please?" Gemma squealed from the backseat, almost breaking out of her car seat to press herself against the window."I thought the palace was like something out of a fairy tale. Honey, I know it's cute here, but we're just visiting someone here. We are not going to be
*Poppy*If I thought the village was extraordinary, the inside of the mansion blew my mind with its arrangements: baubles, garlands, candies, artificial snow, and, the cherry on top, people dressed up like elves walking around the mansion, ringing bells sewn on their green vests."What the fuck-""Don't. Don't you dare comment! You don't want to offend the host and, most importantly, wash away the smiles on their faces, do you?"Albert warned, putting his index finger to my lips, silencing me. He pointed at the overjoyed Trevor and Gemme, jumping excitedly and eating artificial snow that I obeyed, although reluctantly."Mommy, look, it's cotton candy." Gemma squealed with joy as she stuffed another loose piece of cotton the size of her head into her mouth."Honey, don't overdose. This is a decoration, and someone worked very hard to arrange this. We can offend someone by destroying such wonderful and precise work."I removed Albert's finger and glared at him before trying calmly and s
*Poppy*Logan's grip tightened, and a low, almost inaudible growl escaped from his chest as if the new arrival was already getting on his nerves. His possessiveness surprised me, but I didn't dare to tell him to behave."Oh, yeah. This is going to be one hell of a Christmas." The man agreed happily with Albert, and he began to hiss in pain after a while."Ouch. What's that for?" The man became indignant, assuming the tone of a sulking child."Language, dear boy. Language. You are in the presence of children and ladies. Don't forget your manners, or I will teach them again. Do you want that?" Sybilla turned to the man like a mother disciplining a small child.I didn't see the scene because my nose was almost painfully pressed into Logan's torso, and his previously vibrating chest began to bounce with the intensity of his laughter."It was better than any gift; I wish I had recorded it," he commented, still not breaking the pressure, pushing my nose deeper into his body."Logan. Logan,
*Logan*Gunnar activated when he sensed Andrew's presence, knowing exactly how his damn beauty affected the opposite sex. His possessiveness overtook him and forced me to hug Poppy and release pheromones, warning any man not to approach our mate.'Stop it, you idiot, or someone will discover our secret. You don't want Poppy to find out like that, do you?' I scolded Gunnar, who didn't care about the consequences of his actions.His sulking face remained in my head throughout the dinner, during which not only Andrew, Azize, and Amara noticed our extremely intense possessiveness, but Albert also began to look at me inquisitively.For a whole hour, I sat like a stiff board, holding the cutlery in an iron grip, forcing myself to keep my distance from Poppy and Gemma sitting next to me while each of the men at the table chatted or flirted with her awkwardly.'I don't care; one more sweet look, a compliment, or a wink, and I'll tear off their glowing eyes and make a string of pearls out of t
*Poppy*"What a crazy shit. I didn't think such scumbags were still walking around the earth unpunished. Damn, girl, you have balls. Luna's law, wow. I've never heard of a woman who would dare to question Alpha's authority in court, let alone challenge him to a duel. That is the highest level of bravery. " Azize praised my actions after I've spent the last thirty minutes telling them why we were here.They both looked like top-notch badasses, so it was an honor to hear such compliments from them. Amara winked at me as she sipped a glass of dry chardonnay, which turned out to be a mixture of AB blood types."I'd like to see a little fairy knocking down a giant beast. You're truly a brave woman, Poppy. I know that you must feel a lot of pressure on your shoulders, but as Azize said, I think you're the first one who has a chance to kick that chauvinist pig's ass and show them that we girls are not afraid to fight for our rights." Amara added, patting my knee before she realized what she
*Poppy*This was not what I expected when Azize told me about their noble but hidden organization to save women from the hands of their abusers. Firstly, I didn't think that vampires could do good, and secondly, I was surprised by the scope of their activities, covering almost the entire continent.I looked around the building Azize had taken me to. It was almost no different from the hospital. All the hay was white, and floral decorations were visible here and there. In a few spots, the decorations resembled beautiful bark cut from a huge old oak tree lined with moss, giving the area a pleasant scent.I felt calm and relaxed, which is probably why such accents were placed when arranging the place. Nature always helps us relax and feel at home, especially us shapeshifters for whom nature is a refuge, freedom, and life."There are psychotherapy workshops there; in the next room, there are relaxation classes, and at the end of the corridor, there are painting workshops. Our redhead stay
*Poppy*Step by step, I slowly approached the scared girl. My heart pounded, and Iris looked inquisitively at this little huddled creature. She didn't say anything, but I sensed that Iris was trying to remember something that would make us understand this strange need to protect her.I tried not to make any noise, although my footsteps echoed off the walls, so the girl knew she was not alone in the room. Her rose scent grew stronger with every inch, and her storm of red curls resembled crimson up close in the glow of the lighting."Don't trust anyone. No one."She repeated like a mantra in a quiet, slightly tearful voice."Go to the Moon. To the Pope."Her words rang out louder and more precisely, though she cut them off at the end as if her whisper was turning into silence. I watched her carefully, trying to assess the situation. Azzize said she held her backpack to her chest, but what if she had some weapon on her? I tried to see through her red curls, but they were so thick that it