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Mal gently lifted her chin. “No one was hurt. But I fear they may just be getting started. This was a warning.” He brought his hand to her cheek, using his thumb to rub the lone tear that involuntarily fell.Claire nodded her head, then turned her cheek into his palm. His cool skin seemed to calm her; the cool counteracting the heat that threatened its way to the surface. Mal leaned down, his lips pressing to hers. She opened willingly as their tongues eagerly explored each other’s mouths. She didn’t realize she needed this comfort. He was turning her insides to mush, but fanning the flame that never seemed to die when she was around him. Mal effortlessly lifted her to the counter, opened her legs, and placed himself in between them. *ding *ding *dingClaire tore her lips away from his and placed her forehead on his chest, trying to hide her laughter. “You really need to get that damn doorbell fixed.” Deciding that she had a point, Mal wanted to either dismantle the annoying cont
Mal just nodded to Alexander, before walking further away from her. Lex looked at Claire with such sadness in his eyes, “Claire. You know how Malachy helped rewrite the law that now allows Mythicals to marry and mate with one another?” She nodded her head, unsure of where this was going. “Good. The Council now feels that the Vampire Leader, the Vampire King, should take a bride or a queen, if you will. So that he and his bride can be an example of union within our world. The Council has asked for the assembly of all eligible women, who are eighteen years old and above, so that the King can choose his bride. Do you understand what this means?” Lex didn’t even realize that he had moved to kneel in front of Claire until he grabbed her hands; silently pleading with her to understand. Mal’s growl from across the room reminded him of his place. Lex stood, then raised his eyebrows at his boss with a playful smile, before he took a step back.“So the Vampire King is playing out a Cinde
The last week went by at a snail’s pace. Graduation had to be postponed a few weeks due to “leaking pipes” in the auditorium, but Claire overheard her father and Zach when she returned home a few days after her birthday.“The rogues damn near destroyed the building. Are we sure we got them all?” Jack’s voice quivered with his restrained anger.Zach nodded his head. “We have dealt them with. We didn’t get any info from them, though. Perhaps we’ve stopped them for now.”Jack stared into his whiskey glass, contemplating. “That’s what worries me. We’ve stopped them. For now.”The scene played on replay in Claire’s brain, and she couldn’t wrap her head around it.The rogues attacked her car at the party and her high school auditorium. But why? She was the only connection between the two.She walked into the living room, where everyone gathered around the coffee table. When she sat down, Steph grabbed her hand. “The banquet for the King is next weekend. We get to look at some dresses and do
The girls made it home safely and with plenty of bags filled with their goodies. Steph used her speed to run up to her room and slammed her door shut. As they walked through the living room, Jack’s mouth was agape at the amount of bags they carried in. “Did you gals leave anything in the stores? Jeez.” Marian threw a small pink bag onto his lap as she sat next to him. He raised an eyebrow inquisitively as his hands reached into the bag and pulled out a red thong. “Daaaaamn…” He grabbed Marian, pulled her onto his lap, and nuzzled her neck. “Y’all can’t wait until I leave the room? Gross.” Claire took off for her room, trying to ignore the animal growls coming from the living room, and keep her lunch down.Making it to her room, she shut the door hastily and gently laid her bags on the bed. She was never more thankful to have a soundproof room than at that very moment. She emptied her bags, save for her dress bag, into her duffel bag for the trip to the Miller’s territory in a few
It had been a rather relaxing day since they arrived on the pack lands. The other girls on her floor were partying and causing a ruckus, so Claire grabbed her book and her noise canceling headphones; she needed to tune out the noise.On the verge of falling asleep, a knock on her door jolted her awake.“Ugh. This better be good, or someone is dying tonight.” She opened the door to Sean, sheepishly running a hand through his sandy hair. “Just wanted to say good night. And no matter what happens tomorrow night, we’ll always be friends.” Claire could only look at him. “Well duh, Dipshit. And goodnight...” She closed the door as he walked down the hallway. What in the world is going on with everyone?Getting comfortable again, she grabbed her book to continue reading. Within a few minutes, she was fast asleep.*******************************************************She looked so peaceful; her hair spread over her pillow, her soft lips slightly opened as she gently snored. He sat on the
Birds chirped outside her window as a stream of sunlight hit Claire’s eyes. What the hell? She glanced at her alarm clock: 5AM. “Fuck. Damn birds. Go back to sleep.” Claire mumbled as she rolled to her other side, stretching her arm out. And immediately sat up. She was alone in her bed. “Mal?” She got up to check the bathroom.Nothing. She walked back to her bed to sleep some more when she noticed a note on the pillow.“Claire-Last night was incredible. You are incredible. I wish we had more time to finish what we started, but I didn’t think it was a good idea to stay until the morning in case Jack came back. I loved having you in my arms and falling asleep listening to your heartbeat and your adorable snoring. It was amazing to hold you all night. I love you, Little One. Now go back to sleep and I will see you later tonight.-Mal”She grabbed the other pillow and buried her face in it; it still smelled like him. She had about two hours until she had to be up to prepare for the c
More guests arrived and more glasses piled up on their table. The Taylors and Millers were throwing back tequila shots and bottles of wine like it was their job. Laughter was abundant as they mingled with each other and the other guests. Claire nervously drummed her French-tipped nails on her glass as she bit her bottom lip and tapped her feet. She enjoyed the banter that was coming from their table, but she needed to step away to work away some of the uneasiness that was settling in the pit of her stomach. Walking around the edge of the crowd, a middle-aged woman smiled sweetly at Claire. “Hello, child. Glorious evening, isn’t it?” Claire smiled back and walked to her side. “Yes, it is. Hi, I’m Claire Taylor.” She held out her hand to the woman as she introduced herself as well.“Hello Claire. I’m Priestess Ramona. Council leader of the witches and warlocks. And I am very excited to meet you in person. Your reputation precedes you, young Claire.” Her gaze trickled down to Claire’s
“Now that we have introduced all the ladies, it is my pleasure to announce that the Vampire King is ready to make his bridal selection. Ladies, I wish you all the best.” The short werewolf announced into the microphone. He motioned to stage left for the Vampire King to appear and when he did, Claire’s breathing stopped.Mal stepped onto the stage, looking just as intimidating and sexy as ever, as his stoic face never once glanced at Claire.She felt her chest collapse in on itself.This is why he’s been so despondent these last few days. He’s the FUCKING VAMPIRE KING.Claire closed her eyes as he walked past her to shake hands with the werewolf. “Thank you. And thank you to every one of these ladies on this stage and their families. I know this isn’t the best of circumstances, but I appreciate it, nonetheless.” Mal stepped away from the microphone as the werewolf took back control.“Now, Malachy. Please choose your bride.”Claire kept her eyes shut, refusing to believe this was happeni
The day had been one for the books.Between cleaning up emails, mailing sponsors, corralling the kids, and Lex picking her up early, Claire’s mind couldn’t shut off.The subtle “ding” of Mal's door opening brought her back to the present. Green eyes met red ones. She rushed into the foyer, arms instinctively wrapping around his waist as Mal pulled her close. “What is going on?” She glanced up just in time to see his crimson eyes transform back to their gorgeous brown, with hints of amber in them.”Your eyes. Are they changing color? Sorry…” she shook her head. “I’m not changing the subject intentionally.”Mal gave her a tinder sweet kiss. “You’re fine and safe. We had a bit of an issue earlier. Don’t worry. Everyone is safe and accounted for. I just needed to make sure you were back here safe and sound. Come on. Tell me a bit about your day.” He ushered her to the living room while grabbing her bag from her shoulder. “Wow. I didn’t realize you carried so much with you…”Claire laughed
Claire stood in front of the massive window, looking out at the Chicago skyline and sunset against Lake Michigan. She lost herself watching the sun’s rays slowly dissipate when an elbow nudged her shoulder, almost making her lose her balance.“Whatcha thinking, cupcake?” Sean crossed his arms and continued to bump into her, rocking her side to side. Her gaze focused on the reflection of the scene behind her. Quinn joking with Marian and Jack with Malachy behind them. His eyes found hers in the window, causing her heart to jump slightly. “You ever think that things happen for a reason? That fate, or whatever, knows the perfect time for us even when it hurts or feels like it’ll kill us?” She focused on her friend, who has been a rock for her over the last few years.Sean looked at Quinn and smiled. “You know I do. Shit. Look at you and me.” He waved a hand between them. “I had the hots for you and tried to charm and seduce you from the get go. Unknown to me, you were already head over
Quinn stood with a battle stance, hands on her hips and her mouth and jaw clenched. Her wide hazel eyes burned holes into Malachy. He answered with his own eyes smoldering and his fangs elongated. Trying to ease the tension between the two, Claire stepped in between them with her palm in the middle of Mal’s chest and the other holding up her index finger in Quinn’s direction.“Everyone, calm down first.” She looked at her best friend, but her statement was more directed at Mal, since he could easily rip the small human apart. The couple slowly stepped out of the elevator with Sean wrapping his arms around Quinn, pulling her back further into the living room. If you could call it that. Claire made a mental note to look around this apartment as much as possible when she wasn’t trying to avoid a vampire attacking her friend.Quinn didn’t hesitate to jump Claire as soon as they set their bags down. “Care to fucking tell me what in the fuck is going on, Claire?! This scumbag left you to
“Care to tell me why you didn’t just kill the little human bitch when you had her alone?” Mirabella stormed into the extravagant office, unravelling her shawl as she went. Her red stiletto heels clicked loudly on the white tiles before she threw herself onto the sofa, then kicked up her feet onto the glass coffee table.She snapped her well-manicured fingers above her head, “what does a vampire have to do to get a decent fucking drink around here? Jeez!” A massive and dramatic sigh escaped her dark crimson lips. Her eyes found the dark silhouette against the wide windows, the bright sunshine against the mountains a stark contrast to the scene before her.“You could’ve ended all of this and gotten us out of this shithole hillbilly town. About fucking time!” Her hands clutched the wine glass before pressing it to her lips and swallowing deeply the thick red liquid.Sloane kept his arms behind his back, his body never leaving its position in front of the window. Closing his eyes and shaki
Claire let out an audible sigh. “Why is it that the drive back from a trip always seems to go by faster than when you leave?”Mal’s hand found hers, bringing it to his cool lips. “I promise you, we will be back there soon enough. That cottage has many memories now for us. Wonderful memories that I plan on replicating as soon as possible. But first,” his voice turned serious. “We need to make sure you and your friends are safe, then we can plan another long weekend away. Deal?”“Deal.” She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. “So stop by my place first? I can grab some more clothes and other toiletries for a few days.”Mal turned his focus back to the road ahead of them, nodding his head in agreement. “Lex and Brady are there now. Lex has been trying to convince Brady to spend a few more days at his place. But he’s a stubborn one. Keeps telling Lex he needs to check in on you. I think I like that kid.”She chuckled to herself. Only Mal and her father could get away with calling her
The rain continued its downpour, pinging as it hit the metal roof. Claire stretched in the bed, feeling the aftermath of the “strenuous activities” over the last few hours. She rolled to the side to find the bed empty, and she glanced around the room. Her eyes found the halo of light from behind the bathroom door. She slowly hung her legs over the edge of the bed, trying to get her bearings straight.Gingerly, she stood and looked at the clock on the nightstand. “Shit. It’s already 2 A.M. That went a lot longer than I thought…”A few tentative steps, and she was at the door to the bathroom. She could hear the shower running, but before she could even touch the door, it swung open and a very naked Mal stood in all his glory.She didn’t know why she was nervous suddenly. Her boldness from earlier seemed to dissipate after her little nap. “Hey. Are you finished in here?” She couldn’t meet his gaze until his fingers lifted her chin. “I was actually going to wake you to come join me, but
Claire had quickly changed into her cotton shorts and black tank top, then started her nightly routine. She stepped out onto the balcony, joining Mal to get some fresh air, and listened as the rain pinged off the metal roof. She wrapped her arms around him from behind, resting her face against his shoulder blades. He placed a hand on top of hers.“Your father and Marian headed out and are checking the perimeters as we speak. Marian texted and said they were staying out all night.” He slowly turned, embracing Claire, and he noticed she was biting her bottom lip. “You ok, Little One?”She didn’t know what she was doing, yet she knew exactly what she wanted to do. With a shaky breath, she leaned closer and whispered, “I’m perfect…” She craned her neck to look into his eyes, seeing the crimson color slowly swirling into the chocolate brown. And she licked her bottom lip.Mal closed his eyes to control himself. “What are you doing, Claire?” Her hands explored his chest, one grabbing the la
Everyone gathered next to the fireplace, watching the orange embers glow, enjoying their jovial conversation. Mal and Marian were sitting on opposite ends of the couch, with Jack and Claire sitting at their feet.“So, kiddo, what are your plans now that you’ve graduated? Trips around the world, working right away, nothing?” Jack leaned back against Marian’s legs, swirling his whiskey in its glass, intently watching his daughter as she quickly took a sip of her water.She shifted a bit to better focus her attention on Jack. “I’m not really sure what I’m going to do. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love working at the foundation. My coworkers are amazing and the kids are wonderful and so talented. I just feel like maybe there is something more I could do…”Mal turned in his seat to better look at Claire. “What do you mean? You love working with kids, you always have.” “Well, my actual plan kinda went to shit the second I left you all…”Piquing his interest, Mal leaned forward and tilt
“I’m going to go upstairs to prepare for my meeting. Will you all be ok for a few hours?” Malachy and Jack placed all twelve shopping bags on the kitchen counter. He looked back at the girls as they followed behind with bottles of wine, whisky, and beer that Marian insisted they needed for the remaining few days in the cabin. “We should be good to go! I don’t think I’ve ever brought so much alcohol in one trip. And that’s even counting my twenty-first birthday!!” Claire collapsed onto the nearest bar stool dramatically and threw her head back. “I’m exhausted. What’s for dinner?” Mal kissed her forehead. “Always food with you. There is plenty for you to whip something up in the pantry and fridge. I won’t be long.” He glanced at his watch before heading up the stairs. Claire watched his backside as he disappeared into the stairwell, biting her bottom lip.“I’ve got this chickie. Head on up there, put your shit up and jump that man in his office. I’ll keep your dad busy with the grill o