Gemini is special, a blessed wolf or so her Alpha keeps telling her. With the ability to take others pain and heal them since she was twelve she’s been stuck in this “blessed life” of pain and suffering. But it’s not until her brother is exiled that she realizes she’s not an asset to her pack— She’s a prisoner. And she wants out. Roscoe is cursed, the Lycan King forced to live outside his pack in order for it to thrive. For years he has suffered in silence searching for the key to release him from his own personal hell and for years he’s searched in vein. But when an offering goes awry he finds himself face to face with the twists of fate and he isn’t sure what to do with it—well, her. He thinks she is an offering, and she thinks she can escape him. But can one ever really escape fate?
View More*Gemini*Fingers grip the hair on the back of my head, my skull searing as someone yanks, their filthy breath coating my skin as he whispers into my ear. His words are garbled, something incoherent, as I whimper and try to wiggle away, but I’m trapped. Trapped under him all over again, trapped in this awful replay of the scariest moment of my life.My skin prickles and my heart pounds so hard my chest aches and my throat feels tight. I need to escape, get away. I try to kick, but it does nothing as a sob breaks free and my face hurls toward the ground at full force. I jolt my head up with a sharp inhale, hyperventilating, as I look around the dim campfire. My body is sweating as I try to stop my hands from shaking, the tears wet on my cheeks. It was a nightmare. A memory I can’t repress. It’s over, I’m safe. My eyes instinctively search for Rocky, needing to see him to calm myself when I feel an arm over my waist tighten. “Shhh, you are safe. He is dead, I promise,” Rocky says, his
*Rocky*Gemini’s breathing grows steady and her muscles relax into me as she falls deeper into sleep. I want to stroke her hair but contend myself with the feeling of her in my arms. It is enough to remind me I almost didn’t make it to her in time. That even if I saved her, he still broke her, and inturn, that has broken me.The image of her laying there will forever live in my mind, her unconscious body, the bloody cut on her hairline and the way the asshole talked about her. I have seen terrible things, done terrible things, but never, not once have I felt helpless. Not like this.My grip tightens around her relaxed frame, tucking her in closer. She mumbles in a sleepy voice, wiggling as close as she can get before she lifts her head and shuffles it to my other shoulders. Then she buries her face into my neck. I commit this moment to my memory, the closeness of her. The way she needs me to feel safe, because I know it won’t happen again. No matter how much I want this, crave it. I
Blossom looks me over, her little hands holding my face as she looks into my eyes and then scans my arms. She pokes at bruises and cuts that ache and sting, but my body doesn’t register the pain.My mind is mush, my body sore and tired and my resolve–the longer I sit and relive what happened–cracks. The tears stream down my face, unbidden, unwanted, but clearly my body knows more what I need than my head.“I shouldn’t have run,” Blossom whimpers, crawling into my lap.My body recoils as I slide back to the base of a tree, tucking my legs up to my chest as I hug them. I look at her, witnessing her little heart break and I bite my lip. “Bloss…I’m sorry,” I tell her barely a whisper. “It’s just…I can’t…” The words fall away as the tears grow steadier. My voice washes away with the resolve to remain strong and pretend I was okay. My breathing turns to hiccups and I try to stop the shaking that makes me feel weak. That shakes the very parts of my body and muscles that already burn with o
My body jostles, my consciousness waning as I try to force myself out of my body. Away from the reality of the physical torture I will be experiencing, may already be experiencing. Tears form in my closed eyes, a bodily response to the horrors I will have to block out until he is ready to kill me. “Please,” I rasp out, trying to fight off the darkness again, searching for that consciousness. “Stop. I’m begging please.”I can feel his hands move down my body, tracing my sides as bile grows thick in my throat until it forces its way up. It spills from my lips, stinging my throat, and the bitter taste taking over. Then it suddenly stops. My body is lighter, freer and my lungs suck in air easier, the feeling of filth removed from my back. A shrill scream fades in and out of my hearing, my vision blurry as I blink, my face pressed against the dirt.My body screams, my head feeling like it is under the wheel of an eighteen wheeler truck. Then the screaming grows louder, like a ringing in
*Gemini*“Gem, I’m so tired,” Blossom pants, her legs stumbling along as I drag her with me by her hand. Sweat glitters along her brow as she sucks in air. “Please, can we stop?”I slow down, my eyes scanning the area, my hair slicked to my face. I nod to her, swallowing the dry lump in my throat. What I want to do is sit down and cry.I am so sick of death and pain, so tired of everything being so violent and fragile. But I can’t, not yet. Not until I am alone and no one, especially not Blossom, can see me fall apart. “Shit.” I mutter, knowing we really shouldn’t stop. But the more I look at her, the more I realize we have no choice. I sure as shit can’t carry her. “Okay, okay, we can stop for just a minute.” I whisper, pulling her to me as I slump with my back to an enormous tree trunk, holding her close to me. “Do you think Rocky is okay?” She whispers. “He is coming for us, right?” My head falls back onto the rough back of the tree, my eyes wandering up to the dark leaves a so
“Holy fucking shit!” someone screams, all of them stumbling back on their asses trying to put distance between us.“He warned you!” Blossom shouts and Gemini yanks her back by her hand tugging her close.“Shhh, don’t egg them on,” she hisses at the young kid.“What? He did warn them, though.” Blossom protests.I take a threatening step toward the men all scrambling in the mud on their naked asses, their one ring leader looking the most concerned. “Shit, we are sorry,” He rushes out. “We were just messing around. We weren’t going to do anything, I swear.” But my lycan doesn’t care to hear his excuses. We all know he is lying to save himself. Given the chance, he and his group would have done exactly what they promised. The only problem is they didn’t foresee how low in the food chain they are compared to me. “Mine,” I say, my lycan voice a growly grunt, a sneer on my curled lips. Gemini’s hand rests on my black furry elbow and my lycan responds to her, looking at her with such inten
*Rocky*Blossom stands next to the edge of a small lake, skipping rocks as the sun makes its way lower in the sky. Pink and purple line the clouds painting a beautiful landscape that many would consider romantic. If the person they were watching it with wasn’t actively ignoring them and shooting death glares, that is.“Are you going to ignore me forever?” I ask her with a sigh. I’m surprised she hasn’t popped up and left me alone where we sit when I sauntered over and sat next to her. She sighs heavily, her eyes forward as she watches Blossom, who occasionally cheers when she gets a rock to go more than two skips.“Who says I’m ignoring you?” She says with a furrowed brow, but I can tell she is trying not to scowl.“Anyone with eyes.” I say with a grin. She turns her head and rolls her eyes at me. “I just needed some space. It’s not everyday you think you love a monster.” She says a hint of malice in her words that hits me harder than it should.Of course, she is still upset. She ha
I blink at the dead body twenty feet away, my mouth open and heart pounding. I made an agreement with him and Rocky just…he killed him. A simple twist of Rocky’s arm and the life dissipated from Alders’ eyes, leaving nothing but an empty shell of a young man. I mean, yeah, I hated the asshole for what he did, but my healer’s heart aches at the loss. Life is precious, worth trying to save when I can. Especially when they are so young. He was just barely of age, and yet…he met his end.My anger simmers, slowly boiling over as I glance up and focus on Rocky, who is staring right at Jude, ignoring me. It’s obvious they are having some conflict, but I couldn’t care less. I made a promise to someone, and Rocky didn’t care. He just stands there acting like he didn’t just end someone’s life. “You killed him,” I say in disbelief. “You just…killed him. Without blinking or caring…”“It’s not what you think it is.” He murmurs to Jude, who scoffs and throws his hands up in the sky in anger.“Oh
*Rocky*Well, I think it’s fair to say Gemini hates me. One whole day of traveling and one night of sleep and only once has she looked in my direction when I speak. It’s for the best, I know that. But every fiber of my being screams for me to stop making things worse and yet each chance I get, I dig that knife deeper. Hurt her more to save her. How fucking noble of me. I should be asking questions of Ames and Violet, paying attention to details around me, but all I can do is overthink everything she does. A small stutter in her steps has me flying to her side to check on her. Every scowl makes me want to annoy her until she smiles. Every time I’m within arm’s reach, I have to have a gentle brush of a hand on her back or arm for a second. It’s pathetic but I’m happy eating these scraps, knowing she can live to see another day. ‘Happy’ might not be the right word. Content, maybe? Fuck. I hate being me more and more every damn day. “Why do you look like you want to kill someone?” Jud
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