LOGINHarlee My eyes shot open to see I was lying on my back, slightly propped up with pillows, and Cole was lying next to me with his hand cupping my boob. I really didn't want to get out of bed. I also didn't want to leave the touch of his hand. But damn it, I had to pee. "Go ...." Cole whispered from next to me, and he slowly removed his hold. I swallowed to force the disapproving groan from leaving my mouth. "How long have you been awake?" I asked, making sure not to blow my funky wake-up breath into his face. I seriously needed to brush my teeth. "Long enough to know that you squirm in your sleep when you have to pee ....and you snore a little bit, too," he said casually as I felt my cheeks flush. No .... fuck no! I don't blush! I scoffed as I grabbed my slightly bent glasses off of the nightstand and put them on my face. Because that was obviously the only reply that I had. The stiffness and pain in my body reminded me that I was still alive, and as I got out of
Rieka I stood underneath the hot water, letting it rinse away the stress of another day. When the woman who you thought was your grandmother ends up being a lying, manipulative witch (literally), and calls you a Great Patroness .... Doyenne .... whatever .... you'd think that might be a good thing, right? Yeah, no. Being the most influential woman of my species when I'm obviously a rookie wasn't on my fucking BINGO card. Every day I learn something new, usually by screwing up, but I'm learning all the same. Gram has always been a sink-or-swim type of woman, so of course she decided to leave me high and dry. Instead of sticking around to help me, she's who knows where, probably getting shagged by the wolf God she's mated to, while I've been trying to figure out my role in the life that was literally twisted for me. No council means summit meetings are now non-existent. It's not like the last one was all that great anyway, so I won't be crying myself to sleep over it. One of the
CordeliaI asked Micah to take me straight home instead of wasting time getting my car from work. The silence between us was almost deafening as I stared out of the passenger window. "What's going on in that mind of yours?" Micah finally asked, breaking my train of thought. I continued to watch as building after building flew by. "Micah -"Tones started going off on Micah's pager, but before the dispatcher said anything, he turned the volume down."Why do you refuse to call me Lorne?" he asked, but he didn't give me a chance to answer. "Do you know why my parents named me Micah? It's because my dad wanted to name me Michael, and my mom wanted to name me Nicola, so they picked a name that was kind of a combination of the two. It's like, I don't know, Brangelina, or Bennifer, or Shefani, or .... something fucking humorous to break the tension that's in this car right now."I turned to look at him with a raised brow as a tiny smirk formed on my face. "Lorne, it is," I said softly as I
Harlee Once Cole and I were left alone, my eyes focused on the long stairway. Please tell me my room isn't up those awful stairs," I mumbled. Cole shook his head as he turned to lead me down the hallway to our right. "My room is far away from the others." I raised a brow in confusion. "I didn't ask where your ...... " I trailed off as my eyes went wide, realizing what he was saying. No. Fucking. Way. "It's not like that," Cole said quietly, seeming to understand what I was thinking. "I just .... I don't know. I want to keep an eye on you while you're here. You're hurt. The Harris family will be looking for you. Plus you and my sister clearly don't get along. I don't want her giving you any shit." "It's just work drama between her and I," I said as I waved a hand dismissively, while still letting him continue to lead me to his bedroom, might I add. "She's just a stuck-up ex-co-worker that happened to be screwing the boss and was placed on a pedestal ...." Cole's deep chuck
Cole I placed Harlee on the passenger seat of my car as gently as I could. Her physical pain and exhaustion were obvious, as she passed out shortly after I started driving, and after the morning she had, you better believe that I let her sleep. She finally opened her pain-filled hazel eyes as I made the turn up the driveway towards the coven, just in time for her to read the huge sign that was up for appearance purposes. "Raven Sanitarium?" she asked. "Your brilliant fucking idea was to bring me to a wellness clinic?" "This is my home," I started to explain. Harlee turned to look at me, her lips forming a faint smile. "Well, Mr No-Name. We haven't been on a date, haven't even fucked, and here you are, bringing me back to your coven to meet your family." I couldn't help but smirk at her attempt at sarcastic flirting while she was in pain.I put the car in park and turned off the engine before turning to look at her. "My name is Cole, and you can't really go back to your home rig
Cordelia I walked out of the old brick building where The Newberry Review has been located since it started in the eighteen-nineties and began walking towards the community parking garage with my briefcase tucked under my arm. I had a list of places I needed to go and people that I had to talk to for my assignments, as well as a list of my own. Working for Jacqueline Newberry wasn't bad, but it was still the media, and they all had their own ways of overdramatizing everything to get attention. I completely understood why Harlee didn't want to have anything to do with this scene anymore, and decided to take a more relaxing route. The only real perk for me was that I could do my own research while getting paid to do theirs. I never even considered working for a newspaper when I was first fired, but Allen did a really great job of making sure that no other station would hire me. If only they knew what a lying cum stain he was. The sound of fire sirens going off made me come to a
Maeve I was on my way to hang out with the others in the living room when my mom asked me to go to the meeting room. At first, I thought I would be blamed for what happened on the training field this morning, but then I was sworn to secrecy and I knew something else was going on. "The dreams st
Rieka Jackie, Sylvia, and I were all sitting in the soundproof office with the door locked so that no one would bother us. I felt bad keeping things from the others, but how could I explain to them what was going on if I didn't fully understand it myself? "You've actually brought water into yo
Rieka I found myself in a dark, quiet void. The only sound I heard was Maeve breathing, and if it weren't for that, I would have sworn that I was alone. Even my wolf was quiet. Muffled voices could be heard in the distance, starting as a faint whisper, slowly growing louder. "Aunt Rhi?" Mae
Rieka It can't be ..... I looked over to see Timophy leaning against a tree with a smug look on his face. He didn't look dead, just .... cold. His brown hair was now slicked back, and his brown eyes were so dark that they were almost back. How is this possible .... "Yeah, I know what you're t







