“She dreams. Elina dreams. She’s a strong psychic, able to resist Darkness’s compulsions. She remained alive and kept the baby alive when all those other women we found down in the underground city died. They hadn’t been able to withstand the torment of Darkness’s parasites. He might want her for either reason or both.” Damonq still hadn’t gotten over the sight of those dead bodies carelessly thrown aside like so much garbage. Darkness had been trying for some time to find a woman who could carry his baby.Tensel rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Claire mentioned this to me. She said Elina can share her dreams, that when they were together and Elina dreamt, Jane had the exact same dream.”“Wait a minute.” Gary paced back and forth across the room, all pent-up, restless energy. “You told me about the machines down in the underground. The computers and how they were tracking hunters and sending out alerts to leave an area if a hunter arrived. He’s using widespread communication with his
Gary shrugged. “I didn’t say I thought it was too risky, only that it is a flawed system. There are weaknesses and they have to be addressed if all of you want to be safe.”Damonq noticed the healer had said “all of you.” He hadn’t included himself as if it didn’t matter one way or another that he was safe. It hadn't been to Damonq before he’d found Elina. He knew it still didn’t to Sandu, Andor or Ferro. He looked around at the other ancients. So many without lifemates. The burden of an entire species fell squarely on the shoulders of a very few couples.“Elina wishes to remain here. She wants to have a home here near her friends,” Damonq said. “She will go with me if I choose to leave, but she would much rather be here. I would like to buy property bordering this one and add to the compound. I would also like to go through the entire compound with you, Gary and Tensel, to see if some of these weaknesses can be addressed.”Tensel inclined his head. “I’m grateful you wish to stay. Jane
Tensel inclined his head at Damonq’s observation. “Perhaps,” he agreed. “On the other hand, I have found my love of humans is both a strength and a weakness. Thanks to the prince, we do know some human women can be converted. Those of us who did not find their lifemates, century after century, still can have hope. That soul is reborn again and again until we find her or we go into the next life. There are women out there, human and ancient, protecting the soul of a hunter.”“We left the monastery because three women came together and gave us hope. They told us that our lifemates were waiting in this century for us. I am not certain I really believed them at the time. I may have needed to believe them, but I was skeptical. Then I heard Elina’s voice, and my world changed from darkness to light. I hope that finding Elina continues to give the others hope that they might find their lifemates, too. Like me, they don’t think they belong anymore. We are ancients, and while we locked ourselv
STORMIt’s been two days since I had last seen Kaden, or heard anything from him even though Lucy usually gave me updates about the arrangements that he has been making with them about our school and housing. But he has never involved me. Had never called me or even asked Lucy about me. Lucy thinks I must have really annoyed him.I was beginning to feel sad, then agitated with him, and with myself. Was he really still angry that I had sent him away hard and needing for me? But what had he expected? That I pretended my best friend hadn’t just caught me making out with my benefactor and lead him to the room, where we will do what? Have sex obviously. I wasn’t ready for that. Somehow, I believed that my life would never remain the same if I crossed that threshold. That was one of the reasons why I had kept away from sex with Kaden, if not the major one. He seemed more than a mystery that I wasn’t sure that I wanted to unravel, even though I had campaigned for Justin to go ahead with i
STORMMy phone rang at the moment I was still contemplating if I should open the door, or let the knocker keep knocking. Sighing deeply, I retrieved my phone from the back pocket of the denim black shorts I was putting on. It was Lucy that was calling. Thank god.“Hi Lucy, how are you doing?” I asked, immediately I picked up the call.“I am okay, Storm. Could you open the door? Kaden’s man mentioned that no one is answering the door. He is there to pick you. He will help with carrying the luggages, so you should lock up and turn off the lights. Justin will receive the keys here. His parents are already with spares after all. See you later babes. Can’t wait to see you here. You will love it here!” She finished rattling off and hung up, without waiting for a comment from me. Was she that busy? I sighed again as I slithered my phone into my front pockets, before hurrying to the door.“Good morning.” I greeted, immediately I opened the door, a smile crawling across my lips as I recognize
STORMWherever it is we are going to have to be very far. We have been on the road for more than two hours. It made me wonder if taking a flight hadn't been the best option, not that there is a nearby airport around though. “How long before we get to the house?” I asked Lent who was driving. It was just the two of us since the two hours. No stops. No whatevers. Snacks and water were already available on my seat when I had stepped into the car. He was prepared.Lent shrugged, humming to the slow, unfamiliar music playing on the car radio. “Some minutes from now.” He answered quickly a few minutes later as if he had been calculating the distance in his mind, not taking his eyes from the road. I wanted to tell him that that was exactly what he had said an hour ago, but I kept quiet, deciding to try out his answer one last time. The next time I might call the journey up short. My buttocks were crying for relief. I turned to the window, allowing my eyes to shut at least for a while, to p
Dream continuation in Author’s POV:The wind picked up in intensity, but maintained its calm profile, moving gently through the crowd, ruffled hair with the touch of a father’s hand, gently, lovingly, brushing a shoulder, an arm. His voice, when it came again, was achingly sad.“Our males are turning into evil beasts, and the evil is spreading across the land faster than our hunters can keep up. Before, in lands far from us, the lycans and the werewolves and the Jaguar race were strong enough to keep these monsters under control, but their numbers have dwindled and they cannot stem the tide. Our world is changing, and we must face the new problems head on." He stopped, once again looking over their faces.Loyalty and honor ran deep in their blood. He knew each of them by name, knew each of their strengths and weaknesses. They should have been the future of his species, but he was sending them to walk a solitary path of unrelenting hardship."All of you must know these things I am about
STORM“We are here, Storm. Wake up.” That was Lent. He must think that I am still asleep, since my eyes are still shut, my face still facing the window. But I am not sleep. I don’t think I have been, for the past thirty minutes.My mind had just refused to let go of the dream which I had just had. A dream that looked so real to be called a dream. It was like I was there. It was like I was the Prince, or rather in the Prince. Does that even make sense?What was it all about? What could be the essence and interpretation? The Prince, whosoever he is, had sounded so sad. A sadness that had been very tangible. But what had he meant by sending them off to be killed? Why will he do that? Beasts and Demons? First, who were those people? Where did they come from? How come they can metamorphose from an owl fo a human? Are they even humans? And most importantly, why were they in my dreams?I was confused. Confused as shit. I needed to see the angel. She might have an inkling about what is going