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Heather POVIt has been three days since I visited the cells to confront Avery and Keegan. I'm still confused by the difference in the reactions of the two of them. Avery who didn't physically hurt me couldn't have cared less what happened to me, April or Meg. She is borderline if not fully psychotic and delusional. Who else, other than someone who has no sense of reality, turns around and helps a group of people kidnap, someone that you had grown up with so they could be used for experiments? Then there was Keegan. If I had not seen the change in him myself, I don't think I would have believed it if someone had told me.Alpha Rob had a few ideas he was looking into from his family's history that may explain some of the things that, that thing inside Keegan had been going on about that day, but he hadn't gotten back to Shane yet.Mona has more or less locked herself away in her office going over the documents and the rest of the information that she has. I offered to help but she woul
Reed POV It took every ounce of control that I had not to run to wherever they had shipped Keegan to and rip him apart. Logically, I know that it wasn’t actually Keegan that did those things to her, but how do I beat the cr*p out of some force, spirit, curse, whatever the hell this thing is? Dad told us this morning that he and Alpha Rob had decided that they were going to involve The Council in what had happened with Keegan. The Council had picked Keegan up earlier to take him to their detention facility. Dad thought that he and Alpha Rob were going to be able to convince the Council that what had happened was because of this damn curse. Which we all, wholeheartedly believe. I had seen both videos that Dad had of Keegan in the cell. The one that got my attention and in my opinion shows that something is controlling Keegan is the one from the day that Heather went. I was still pissed about that. How could they take Heather there without letting Lucas and I know? The man was completel
Heather POV It’s been about two months since I started attending in-person classes. All my professors were informed of the circumstances that caused me to start late. All but one was very helpful in getting me caught back up. That one is still giving me a hard time. Seems to think that I don’t care about doing the work, so he won’t give me the back assignments to try and catch up, and he has even told me that I won’t pass the class without the assignments being completed. I’ve tried a few things now to get him to understand, but he won’t hear of it. I may have to get some of my other professors to help, or maybe even the Dean, but I don't want to if I can help it. I will be staying here for the Christmas break to get all the assignments finished before the deadline that the rest of the professors have given me. I know Grandma is not too happy with my plan but, it is the best right now. She and Grandpa are going to drive down to spend a day with me through the break, either on their w
Heather POV “Hey, Heather calm down no one is going to hurt you.” I hear a familiar voice say. When my brain started to focus again I realized that it was the teaching assistant from one of my classes. She had been the one to help me figure out what I needed to do in that class to get caught up. I took a few deep breaths trying to get myself calmed down the arms that were around me started to loosen, but didn’t completely let me go. Cassy looked at the person behind me and gave them a nod, indicating to let me go. The arms that had been holding me released me slowly. I watched as a guy I had never seen before stepped in front of me, turned his back to me and walked over to the guy I had attacked. That is when I noticed that the guy I had beaten was Professor Brigs, my jerk of a professor who had thought that I had been telling stories to get away with not starting school at the same time as the rest of the class. I watched as the guy who had pulled me off of him walked over to help hi
Heather POV I shook my head no as I tried to keep the tears at bay. I had known that something was still wrong. I still had not heard anything from Indigo, but I hadn’t realized that some of my senses were disappearing. I never considered that some of the new people I was meeting were wolves. The fact that I couldn’t detect them never came into play because I knew which ones around me, like Nolan, Jake, Paula and the guys across the hall, were already known to me. “How long has this been going on for Heather?” Cassy asks. Taking a deep breath, still trying to hold back the tears. “Since I was taken.” “You haven’t told Nolan, have you?” Mark asked. I shook my head again. “I haven’t told anyone.” “What is the last thing you remember your wolf saying to you and where were you?” Cassy asks. “I was in my car. I had just had a feeling of being watched. My car was hit from the side. I ended up in the ditch. Then I felt a jab in my neck and she said, OH shit. That was the last thing sh
Heather POV The four of us spent the rest of the day working on my projects. I don’t know how I will ever be able to repay these guys. They had no obligation to help. Hell Bryce didn’t even know me until he was pulling off of someone that I was beating on. We took a small break for lunch, at which time Mark left to finish the assignment that he had to do, but said that he would be back for supper and to help. I was coming back from taking a washroom break when I saw Bryce heading out the door. Cassy turned around when she heard me enter the room. “Bryce decided that he would go out to pick up dinner. He was starting to feel a little closed in being stuck inside for so long.” “You guys don’t have to stay. You have already helped me so much. Given up your whole weekend, I feel guilty.” I say sadly. “It was no trouble. Besides, I like what I found out,” Cassy says as she pulls the shirt of Nolan’s that she is wearing up to her nose. Even though Bryce had swung by their apartment when
Heather POV I woke up with a start to find myself on the couch with a blanket thrown over me. The sound of someone moving around in the kitchen drew my attention. Cassy walked around the island and took a seat on one of the chairs. “Well, good morning, or should I say afternoon? How did you sleep?” I shook my head. What does she mean by afternoon? I just lay down. It hasn’t been that long. I turned to face Cassy when I heard her chuckle. “Heather, you’ve been asleep for almost twelve hours now.” “What? That can’t be.” “Yeah, it is. Did you learn anything, though?” “I did,” I said happily. “Let me take a shower, and I’ll tell you while we eat.” About half an hour later, we were sitting at the kitchen island while I told Cassy what Indigo had told me. “So whatever drug they gave me to knock me out affected her longer. She said she knew I was safe when she finally woke up, but one of the dreams that I had in the hospital triggered a memory for her. She didn’t say what it was, just t
Reed POV I had been a little upset to find out that Heather wasn’t coming home for Christmas. I looked at the box I had put under the tree. I had hoped to give it to her in person. It looks like Nolan will be taking it back to her. I understand why she didn’t come home. Lucas and I had been so swamped with catch-up work when we’d finally gotten to school that I didn’t want to imagine what Heather was dealing with. I will admit that I think about Heather a lot. Rory had been pretty good though, since we had gone back to school. He realized that if we wanted Heather to accept us when she turns eighteen, we couldn’t crowd her. Today, though, well I guess it was more like last night, things seemed off. Rory had been restless and agitated, but he couldn’t tell me why. At first, I thought that maybe it was like that time that Heather had broken her finger, but Rory said it was different. Lucas said that Laydon had been the same way. To try and help them calm down, the two of us went for a
Heather POV The next day, Dr. Beal called me with the results of my visit. It looks like I’m going to be a Mom. I was nervous all last night and this morning. I was able to hold off the morning sickness until after Reed and Lucas left the room. I know they could pick up on my nervousness, so I’m not going to be able to keep it from them for too long. That is why I’m now pacing in front of the fireplace waiting for them to come back for the evening. I know a lot of people nowadays are doing cute little things to tell their partners that they’re pregnant, so I’ve been trying to think of a way to do it without having to do massive planning. I’m so lost in my thoughts that I jump when the door flies open and Reed and Lucas storm in. Reed walks right up to me, grabs my shoulders and spins me to face him. “Heather, what is going on? Your agitation has been driving the two of us crazy. Tell us what is going on.” Taking a deep breath, I stared at these two large gorgeous men. “OK, sit down.
Heather POV It has been a month since Reed, Lucas and I marked each other. The guys have graduated, and we have moved back to Twin Moon. The original plan was for the three of us to start learning the day-to-day operations of running the pack. Fine-tuning our knowledge, you could call it. Unfortunately, with Meg and April still missing, that has been put on hold. We are still waiting to hear from everyone overseas if there is any word about Meg. The visions have been happening more often but are not giving us any more information. April has been keeping in touch, but still won't come home or tell us what she is doing or who she is with. Reed and Lucas are planning on joining Mac and Quinn next week in the search. We need to get the two girls home. We have started doing some remodelling on a couple of the rooms on the second floor of the residential building. We are designing them into a small apartment for Mona and Shane. Mona insists that the three of us move into the Alpha apartme
Heather POV I looked down at my hands where they were resting on the guys’ hands. I moved my gaze up my arm and looked at both Reed and Lucas’ marks on their necks. It all seemed to be glowing. “That has got to be the most beautiful thing I have ever seen,” Rene says. “I think there is much for you and your mates to learn about... this,” Grandma says as she waves her finger around pointing at the three of us. “Yes, I say that they do,” Mona says, looking at us in wonder. “Not today, though Mom,” Reed says. “Today we just want to enjoy being together just like any other newly mated and marked wolves would. OK?” Lucas adds. Mona looks at her boys with so much love it sometimes hurts to see it and remember that it is the same way that my Mom used to look at me. “We are not going to even worry about it until you two have graduated and the three of you have moved back to Twin Moon.” She then moves her gaze to me and I see that same love there for me. “I want my daughter to have time t
Heather POV I woke up a few times to make love with my mates, and I did exactly what Lucas once told me that their mate would be able to do. I made love with one of them, then rolled across the bed to the other. I hate to say, even though we had been spending weekends together I was still worried about what they were going to think. But now there are no worries. The bond that I had formed with Reed and Lucas had always been strong and scary when we were younger. Being able to pick up on some of their feelings even when I shouldn’t have been able to, felt wrong, but now it’s even stronger than before and nowhere near half as scary if that makes any sense. The strength of it now... wow. The love that I feel pouring off of these two is something else. The only other love that was this strong was my parents. I spent a lazy morning in bed with my mates showing me many ways that they love me, then a long shower where they showed me some more. It was almost noon when we made our way up to
Lucas POV I woke to the sun shining through the small gap that was in the curtains. It was casting a glow across the face of the beautiful woman who was using my bicep as a pillow. I can see Reed’s mark because of the way that she is sleeping, but I know that mine, the mirror image, is just as prominent on her other side. I’ve never heard of markings like the ones we have. They are very unusual and beautiful. I have heard about when witches mark their partners, but it’s still different from this from what I understand. So I don’t know if it’s because Reed and I are twins. I don’t know if a double-mate mark is different from a single-mate mark. But I think that it has something to do with the fact that Heather is the first of her kind. This would also explain why Reed’s and mine are so different from others we’ve seen. I keep thinking of all the things that led us to this point. Heather has been through hell ever since she met me and Reed. The stuff with Keegan and finding out about h
Possible Trauma Triggers Keegan POV Carter had ended up having to sedate Sophie. The bastard had taken over her body and tried to convince the guards to open the door, then went on to demand it. Then, when begging and pleading to let her go and see her daughter didn’t work, he tried to use Sophie’s wolf’s claw to slit her wrist. The guard that had been assigned to watch her acted quickly, using the tranquillizer gun and sedating her before any real damage was done. I had a feeling that this bastard would consider Sophie expendable. After that, Carter decided that it was best to just sedate us in case next time the guard wasn’t able to react as quickly. I rolled over, reaching for my phone that I had set on the stool that was beside the bed. I feel the drowsiness of the drugs that are still in my system and a wave of dizziness hits me as I sit up. Glancing at the phone, I see it’s just before three in the morning. I was just about to stand when I was hit with an immense pain that sho
Heather POV Reed, Lucas and I started towards the cabin. I slowed, allowing the guys to get a little ahead of me. I wanted to talk to them about what they had been discussing earlier. It may not be common nowadays, but I do know that in our culture it is more accepted. I’m thinking that I would like to take Mona’s approach. If it happens, it happens. Reed and Lucas turn as they reach the door, noticing that I wasn’t right behind them. “Is everything OK M’eudail?” Reed asks before opening the door and holding it for me. I walked in and stood in the middle of the room. “Do you not want to do this? Because we will wait if that is what you want, Mo leannan.” Lucas adds. I smiled at them and shook my head. “No, I don’t want to wait.” They both walked towards me, taking my hands and holding them to their chests. “I heard what the two of you were talking about earlier in the clearing just after I shifted. I don’t want to worry about protection either. “Are you sure M’eudail?” Reed asks, k
Heather POV Slowly the pain reseeded and I could hear Indigo calling me. ‘Heather it’s over.’ I could smell... fire, wood smoke. It reminded me of the campfires that I used to have with my family where I would sit and drink mint hot chocolate. ‘Mates’ Indigo said quietly. ‘Was that the other scent I was picking up on from the guys?’ I asked her. ‘Yes, our mates’ scents. They smell...’ ‘Like home.’ I finished for her. I could feel tingles spreading from behind Indigo’s ear as Lucas sat with her head in his lap. “If Heather agrees, I don't want to worry about protection.” He suddenly says. I feel tingles along my neck as Reed runs his fingers through Indigo’s fur. “Are you sure?” He asks. “Because I was thinking the same thing.” I was just about to ask Indigo what she thought when she suddenly jumped up. I watched through Indigo’s eyes as Reed and Lucas stood and walked towards us. “Are you ready for a run, Beautiful, because we have two very impatient wolves who want to be with y
Reed POV While Mom and the rest of the women went to talk to Heather, Lucas and I stayed with Dad, Gavin, and Alpha Sean. I was nervous, I didn’t know if Heather’s shift was going to be the same as ours or different because of being a hybrid. I was pacing along the edge of the path that led to the clearing we were going to later. Then the question that Lucas asked about us being ready to be parents, was going through my mind too. Was I ready at twenty to be a Dad? Was Heather ready to be a Mom at eighteen? What happens if she’s not ready, and we forget, are we going to spend the rest of our lives together with her resenting us? I felt a hand land on my shoulder and I looked to see Dad staring at me with worry. “What is going around in that head of yours, you look like you’re about to spill your guts, and I don’t mean verbally.” I walked over and sat on the log at the side of the path. Letting out an exhausted sigh, I confided in Dad. “I'm scared that something is going to go wrong.”