All Chapters of Fang Chronicles: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

VedaEvery muscle that rests against the vehicle's floor aches when I wake up. And I'm starving. The truck slows down, turns, and comes to a stop. The rumbling from the engine immediately shuts off. I scramble to grab my pack when the door rolls upward.The unexpected voice startles me. "I know you're in there. Come on out and I'll feed you. There's an inspection station a few miles from here and you need to ride up front."My eyes adjust to the light coming through the doors and I lower my arm. The man I'm staring at reminds me of Tyboll. Scruffy hair covers his face, though he's much older than Tyboll. Well, not older. Tyboll has lived for centuries and only looks like he's in his thirties. The man smiles and I relax a bit. He has a nice smile."I'm sorry."He shakes his head. "Don't be. It's not the first time and it won't be the last. I'll buy you a meal and give you a lift to the city."I know I'm still too close to bear territory, but I'll have a chance if I can lose myself

VedaLarry left me in wonderful hands. Becky is his age and the toughest person I ever met. She cooks for the diner and makes a mean hamburger and vegeburgers for me. She likes to cook and prefers to stay out of sight from the restaurant patrons. That is unless she needs to knock a few heads. The woman allows no disrespect to her employees. She also works around my severe learning curve. Put me in a forest and I easily survive. Place me in the middle of the city and I'm a newborn child.I'm also sick. Sick at heart. The longing for Tyboll is so strong my entire body shakes at night beneath the covers. It's a physical pain and runs so deep I feel it in every bone and muscle. I'm not sure how much more I can take.A customer slapped my butt this morning and he's lucky I only broke his fingers. My bear almost exploded from my human skin. The man yelled out, but Becky was on him before he could lift his uninjured fist. She told him if he came back she'd personally castrate him."You ne

VedaTyboll's eyes go dark a split second before his lips crash against mine. Gentleness is replaced with fierce desire. I instinctively suck his tongue deeply. My bear is just beneath the surface. I smell his just as strongly - wild, musky... perfect.I manage to pry my eyes open and he watches me as our lips devour each other's. His hooded lids speak volumes. I. Need. Him. I press forward against his hands trying to lower mine. I want to touch him. He refuses. His lower body pushes more fully against me and his erection presses hard. I'm not afraid. Since I left him, all I've thought about is his body entering mine. Now I feel him so close to the part of me that aches with longing. I may go insane.A knock at the door startles us. I'm airborne before I know what's happened. My back hits the bed as Tyboll rips the door off its hinges. I hear the connection of flesh on flesh then a groan. Not the vampire, thank the Goddess, or my mate would be dead.Tyboll props the door back up an

VedaInfuriating monster.I'm aware of how the bears have treated their women for centuries. I'm also aware that Mandy has made great strides in righting the wrongs. At least until it comes to her father. And that's only the beginning of my problems. He claimed me. He can't do that. He shouldn't have been able to do it. Now, my power is tied to his. I can feel the pull. Does he know? I don't think so. He's not the brightest man alive. How can he possibly think calling me woman is romantic? It's degrading... I think. I've been called witch and Veda in my life. Oh, and Becky calls me sugar. Stupid bear. I prefer Veda.I stop a foot from the bear standing at the end of the hallway. He's young and doesn't appear as self-assured as most bears. "Where is your vampire?""Umm, Dmitri. He's not here.""Tell him I no longer need his protection, but his bear might." It's very unsatisfying to see the young man's fear. I know he won't pass on my message.To hell with the bears and their vampi

TybollThe feelings running through me are impossible to comprehend. It took hours to drive to Dmitri's club and another hour to track Veda's scent and find the diner. The closer I came, the more insistent an inner... well... buzz intensified. When our eyes finally met, I felt as if a mountain had crumbled over me. I fought collapsing at her feet. I knew it was her witch's power and wondered if she cast a spell that made it difficult for me to come close to her.I continued thinking this until her lips met mine. Now we're on the floor and she's wrapped in my arms. Words that turn me into an utter pussy slip from my mouth and I don't care. If it bothers her so much that she leaves me, I won't call her woman. Though, she is. A beautiful woman."I can hear your thoughts," she sighs against my neck. "Maybe the word woman is not so bad." She lifts up slightly and stares at me. "I've never done this, Tyboll. I've had very little interaction with anyone. I never thought to have a mate. You