Tess Sunrise’s pov
I was found as an abandoned infant on a mountain hiking trail with a rolled-up piece of aged parchment with my name written on it in lovely calligraphy and a letter written in strange symbols. At the bottom was a huge paw print that I discovered was from a large wolf or bear. Except for the few runes that were evident in the letter, no one could decipher the rest of the odd writing. I had taken it to some college professors to see if they could decipher it, but they just wanted to keep it to run tests, which I refused. Feeling that it was important and part of who I was and who my parents were I held onto it like a treasure. I still have the piece of parchment hanging in a silver frame on the wall of the one-room studio apartment that I currently reside in. I grew up in an orphanage. Once I turned twenty-one, I aged out of the state-run facility and was cast out into the world all to my own devices. Given a small stipend, I was able to get myself housing and a few belongings to furnish my meager dwelling. Thankfully, I didn't have to become a stripper and was currently employed by a company that cleans the residences of well-off clients. Today was my first day and my coworker Rosie was a sweet older lady. She filled me in on the man’s penthouse we were assigned with. “He is an odd fellow, handsome as all get out and very eccentric. His name is Mister Draeger and he has a cat called Samson. When we arrive, let me introduce you to him so he doesn't get all pissy with you,” she warned me, and I nodded. I planned on being on my best behavior since I needed this job desperately to keep me from having to work a strip pole in my undergarments like other girls I had known who had gone off on their own. Once we arrived at the stranger’s penthouse door after riding up an elevator, I chewed on the inside of my bottom lip, not familiar with anyone who had so much wealth. I figured that he must be an old grumpy bastard who screwed over people to get his money. At least that's what I had thought until we entered the place and I saw him coming from the back bedroom. Mister Draeger looked like a thirty-something no-nonsense hitman. His eyes were as sharp as his stubble-covered jawline, and damn, he was sexy. It oozed off of him like a tantalizing desert. My brow furrowed, though, because something was very off about him. His smell was different. Not off-putting but rather mysterious and I found myself watching him closely like he could pounce at any moment. “He seems upset that you brought me,” I murmured to Rosie and she told me to ignore the brut. “He's all bark and no bite. Plus I need coverage for my vacation,” she asserted. Seeing the fluffy black cat slinking between the man’s feet, my eyes widened as I knelt down to stroke its fur. I had an odd connection with all kinds of animals and nature yet something was different with this feline. Its yellow eyes held an intelligence, but I ignored my intuition and continued to pet the small beast as I announced that I loved cats. The man started muttering distasteful things about the cat shedding, and I shook my head, seeing that it just needed some minor grooming care. “Come along, kitty, I will brush him out for you, Sir,” I announced as I dug in my purse for my fine-toothed comb. Taking a seat on the plush white couch I lifted the cat and began grooming the appreciative feline. Hearing the man announce that he was leaving and for Rosie to lock up, I glanced up to sneak a look, and our eyes connected. Swallowing uncomfortably at getting caught ogling him. He paused momentarily but then turned and stormed out of his home. Sighing Rosie huffed and said, “Tess, stop playing with Samson and go to the bedroom to change the bed sheets. I will point out where I store the clean linens.” Seeing Samson gazing up at me I smiled and stroked his freshly combed coat. “I better get this mess cleaned up before your master has a coronary,” I snickered as I gathered the piles of black fluff and asked Rosie where the trash was. “You're supposed to be following me around to get familiarized with the layout. If we lose Mister Draeger as a client we will lose a handsome check,” she complained, making me feel like shit. “Sorry, but the cat needed tending to,” I mumbled softly, and she eyed me oddly. Following her into the bedroom, I pinched my lips together at seeing the enormous king-size bed. “Putting a fitted sheet on this is going to suck,” I murmured as I started pulling off the dirty one. A woman’s red lacy thong flew into the air and I raised my brow as I watched it fall to the carpet. “Either Mister Draeger is very kinky or his bedmate forgot their panties,” I laughed as I pointed out the red fabric to Rosie. She just brushed it off and added, “That's not the first pair I have seen, Tess. You know how these rich bachelors are, full of hormones and ready to rut with any willing filly.” I snickered and then asked her if she was raised on a farm, and she grinned slightly and nodded. Lifting the panties up with my fingertips I asked her what I should do with them. “Toss me in the trash, dear. That's what he always wants me to do with the leftovers,” she mumbled. So I took them back to the kitchen and disposed of them like I had the cat fur. Rosie continued spouting off a list of things that I had to be certain to do every time I was scheduled to the penthouse and I listened while Samson followed me around the premises.Tess Sunrise’s pov Sitting on the small patio of our gifted house from Alpha Akim, I watched Eros stripping and shifting into his Lycan. He wanted to show me his fire so I watched with an appreciative grin as his muscles contorted before being covered by fur. Turning toward me, Eros grinned and suddenly burst into an orange flame, growling, “Tada!” Giggling I clapped my hands for him as he ran off into the forest. “Goofy man,” I mumbled happily and heard Severin call out that he was leaving. “I'm going to go hang out with Katya!” “Okay, be back for dinner!” I responded back and heard him groan out, “I will try!” Shaking my head I told my Lycan that I believed that they were mates. “I'm certain that they are and you will become a grandmother,” she chuckled as I rubbed my eyes. Smelling Eros, I looked up at him standing there naked in front of me, holding a handful of wildflowers. “Thanks, sexy, you look like a forest imp,” I teased as I took the flowers from his hand. “Did
Tess Sunrise’s pov Eros and I got married, officiated by my grandfather, and remained living with him and my grandma to learn more about our Lycans. Our son grew up to be a very powerful man with his Lycan and fae gifts. Samson never returned but I see ravens occasionally that act differently than the normal wild ones. Sitting on the patio Eros sighed. “We should travel, I feel stagnant remaining here for so many years.” Side-eyeing him I grinned. “And where is it you want to go, dear? We could return to Vegas and go to your penthouse since it's still available,” I offered. Shaking his head he said firmly, “No, I don't want to be around noisy people. I enjoy being outdoors now. I was thinking about going to the Ural Mountains in Siberia. Gideon informed me that there are others similar to me but their wolves have flames. I'm curious if I can call the fire with my Lycan and do that too.” Furrowing my brow I sighed. “Well, I can't teleport us there because I can only do it
Tess Sunrise’s pov Watching my toddler son, whom I had named Severin Draeger, wobble on his legs chasing after Samson, I thought about his father. Eros would have been thrilled to know that he had a son; at least, I thought that he would. My son looked like him but had my green eyes and fae magic. He had grown quickly and Gideon informed me that it was due to his Lycan. Severin was already walking and speaking words. Samson agreed to be his teacher and the pair spent lots of time together. Currently, they were running around the fountain located in the center of the gardens on my grandparent's estate. Severin was laughing at Samson disappearing and then reappearing in front of him. Resting my chin in my hand I sighed. I missed Eros, and my heart refused to relent to another. Even though Samson continued to try and weasel his way inside my heart, I continued to refuse his advances. Feeling a shift in the air near me I turned to see Faro appear. He looked at me with a
Tess Sunrise’s pov The dinner with my dad was already a week ago and went better than I expected. It turned out he wasn't the man that Faro and I had seen from the ridge. No, Ciaran looked like his dad, my grandfather, and his mate had been wonderful. She greeted me as if I were her own child and it was refreshing. Currently, I was trying to sleep, but I kept dreaming of Eros, and hot flames seemed to consume me each time I tried to reach him. In the dream tonight, he told me that he loved me and that I had to stay away,, hurting my heart. I woke up with tears running down my cheeks in the pitch darkness. “Is Eros still alive?” I questioned myself because this visit seemed too real to be just a dream. Unable to sleep anymore, I scooted from my bed and went to the bathroom, hoping that my period would come. I was late and figured that I was pregnant. Fearing it was Marcin's I debated on what to do. If it was Eros's, I would be devastated if I aborted, so I made the decisio
Eros Draeger's pov Appearing in Lucifer’s personal dungeons, which I knew were located underneath his bedroom in his house, I shuddered. I was going to be tortured before being tossed into the eternal pit of fire. Glancing around, I didn't see him but knew he would arrive shortly, so I stood and waited. It wasn't as if I could escape. “Well, well look at who has graced me with their lying mated ass! I suppose that you have a heartbeat, too?” Lucifer sneered appearing behind me. Gritting my molars I turned my head to see him gripping a razor chain whip. “Oh goody, you're going to use your favorite torture weapon,” I muttered sarcastically and watched the steam coming off his skin. “I don't like being lied to, Eros,” he snarled and I snorted. “That's ironic since you're the king of lies,” I spat bitterly, and he snapped the whip across my cheek, causing my flesh to tear. Deizel! Bind his wrist and ankles to the post, I don't want him to escape…not that he could,” Lucif
Tess Sunrise's pov Despite Samson and Faro's protest I ignored them both and headed upstairs to find Eros. I loved him and hated that he was suffering. When I came to his bedroom, the door was closed, so I knocked softly to announce that I was coming inside. When I did I saw Eros sitting on the edge of his mattress with his face buried in his hands and quickly went to stand before him. Raising my fingers to his temple he glanced up at me and said, “Kryoz saw your mate mark on my collarbone and will inform Lucifer…you are in danger.” Pinching my lips together I stared into his eyes and said, “We are in this together, Eros.” Shaking his head as he lowered his eyes from mine. He hesitated briefly before saying, “I need to let you go; I don't want you harmed, Tess.” Furrowing my brow I inhaled sharply and told him no. “My heart is breaking, don't say that. I love you, Eros!” Giving me a glare he growled, “You will DIE because of ME! The devil will tear you apart limb by limb an