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52 : blame the wolf
Bianca waited a few minutes before hearing three knocks on the bedroom door.
"It is me, Love," Magnus articulated, his voice less guttural than Maska's. The young woman slowly opened the door and merely raised an eyebrow at the Alpha. Magnus opened his arms to embrace her, but she raised a hand to stop him. "Let's be clear here, Magnus. Maska has upset me. And, while I conceive the idea that you two are totally different people, there is no way I'm letting you hug me while I'm knowingly ignoring Mister Wolf," she said thoughtfully. The sparkle that usually shone in Bianca's eyes was completely gone. "I completely understand that you are not responsible for what happened between him and me, but I don't intend to treat this body any differently depending on the host that occupies it." In his mind's eye, Magnus could see his wolf lying down, his eyes hidden beneath his paws. His ears had suddenly perked up as he heard tRelated chapters
Crossroads Café 53 : pheromone story
Bianca had finally managed to talk to Luna Scarlett. She had to argue for about fifteen minutes before Black finally agreed to leave her alone with the Luna of the Crescent Moon pack. It was only after the intervention of Alpha Asher that Black was more or less obliged to leave her. After receiving a telepathic message from his Luna, the Alpha with the ash-blond hair had pretexted a last-minute meeting. In reality, Black would never have made an effort to attend. However, because Bianca's eyes sparkled with admiration, he had to go. His Luna had been amazed to hear that all the Alphas would be together and that they were dying to talk to him. * * * Black couldn't take it anymore. It was only a few minutes since he had been separated from his Luna, and he now had only one desire: to get up and join her immediately. He listened distractedly to the stories the other Alphas present told him without paying the slightest atte
Crossroads Café 54 : where are you ?
Shit. Shit. Shit. I'm still running. Hurry up. I have to hurry. I can't lose them. I get hit in the ribs and fall with a muffled scream. I quickly stand up and hear the eerie crack of my bones snapping back into place. There's no way I will show them they have the upper hand on me. I raise my head and show my fangs to my attackers. My eyes are entirely black, proof of my vampire DNA, proof that I intend to take their lives if they continue to come after me. That's the problem, and they know it. I have only two weaknesses. The first, for centuries now, is that I no longer take life. I abhor murder and the unnecessary shedding of blood. I am a diplomat, and I am against the use of violence when it can be avoided. One of my race approaches from behind and pulls my hair. "She's not marked," he starts shouting at his accomplices. How dare he? How dare a mere henchman lay a hand on me? I le
Crossroads Café 55 : not now
Alpha Asher's eyes suddenly became cloudy. Once they had returned to their original color, he cleared his throat, interrupting the exchange between the Mad One and his Luna. "My men have just notified me. The road has been cleared, and you can leave as you wish now. Of course, you're free to stay and celebrate my Luna," said the ash-blond-haired Alpha, grinning at his soul mate. Black completely ignored the low masses of the people around and kept his forehead pressed against Bianca's. "What do you wish for, Love?" he asked without taking his eyes off her. "I want to go home. I still haven't seen Rosy, and I'm supposed to work tomorrow..." Bianca stopped talking, realizing the murderous expression in the Alpha's eyes. "Besides, I have to pick up my stuff at the Crossroad Cafe to come to stay with you. That is if the invitation still stands." The Frenchwoman breathed a sigh of relief as she felt the wolf's rage gradually fade. "You're right, Love. W
Crossroads Café 56 : shower talk
Bianca raised both hands and quickly took a step backward to free herself. She had puffed up her cheeks with air and looked at the Alpha like a child who had done something stupid. _ Idiot," Mr. Wolf growled at Magnus. Black quickly placed a hand on Bianca's lower back and pulled her back to him. "Love? "he said as he heard her noisily release the air between her lips. Bianca blinked quickly and pushed him backward, and headed for the bathroom. She casually grabbed one of the bags lying on the floor and slammed the door behind her. Black remained frozen in place. He ran a hand across the back of his neck, his eyes fixed on the door, not knowing what to do in this case. _ Go see Mate," Maska whispered. The man and the wolf froze as they smelled the floral scent of their soul mate. Black staggered toward the bathroom and yanked the door open. He almost lost his balance when the thick steam, mixed with the perfume of h
Crossroads Café 57 : it’s in the past
Bianca held the seatbelt in both hands and stared blankly at the landscape. Magnus had explained to her that she would experience her first heat since she was the marked soul mate of a wolf. Had she received the news well? No. * * * Magnus had had to take forever to explain to her what heat was. They had a translation problem at that point. However, when the meaning of the word finally seemed to click in Bianca's mind, she made a horrified expression and started frantically searching for clothes. Black had pulled out of the bag a long white dress with thin straps buttoned across the chest. Bianca grabbed the garment with one hand and grinned at the Alpha. "Oh boy, Mister Red Flags takes it to another level?" Black grunted as he saw his soul mate begin to dress. Bianca buttoned the dress to her chest and gave him a questioning look. "What? Is
Crossroads Café 58 : the wolves recognize you
"What are you thinking, Love?" asked Black of his Luna. Bianca had spent the rest of the ride with her fingers intertwined with his in comfortable silence. Magnus was fascinated by the soulful connection between them. He had felt first the amusement, then the calm, and finally the conflict through their bond. Bianca sank comfortably into the passenger seat and gave him a sidelong glance. "Is this some magical power the mark gives me?" Black tilted her head slightly to the side. His eyes focused on the road. "I need you to give me more details, Love." She nodded and tapped her fingertips on her upper chest. "I don't know how to say it... sometimes I feel like I feel what you feel. I mean, maybe I'm wrong, and I imagine things, and it seems a bit far-fetched. Still, I think it's possible between werewolves, vampires, and witches." A slight smile played on Black's lips _ Mate feels
Crossroads Café 59 : you are magnificent
Black and Bianca came to a large clearing. The grass was so high that it reached above Magnus's knees and below Bianca's hips. She looked around in wonder. The trees were giant, and their leaves rustled in the wind. Magnus took both her hands and gave her a shy smile. His eyes suddenly clouded over. He sent a message to his Beta to make sure no one put a paw in the area where he and his Luna were. "Who did you just communicate with?" Bianca asked admiringly when she saw the forest green of the Alpha's eyes regain their intensity. "Duncan... our beta, Love," he replied. "Can you only communicate with one person at a time?" she questioned as she raised a hand to run her thumb over Magnus' green eye. "Technically, I can talk to the five hundred or so members that make up my pack. But... for their sake, I never do it," he said, suddenly looking down at the ground. Bianca took another step toward
Crossroads Café 60 : what is your connection to them ?
Alo smoked quietly as he sat in his rocking chair. He straightened his cowboy hat higher on his forehead with one hand as he saw a car speeding toward the Crossroad Café. The black 4×4 lurched past the front steps. "Bloody hell," grumbled a beautiful blonde with a pair of thick black glasses on her nose. It must have taken Emmanuelle three days to finally get to the crossroads indicated on the geographical landmark on her cell phone. There was no doubt about it now. This café had a powerful protective barrier, and she knew perfectly well that the spirits were the source of it. She had been surprised at first to see the veil of magic lift at the bend in the main road. She had been walking in circles for a whole day and had to cry out loud so that the secret road was finally revealed to her. She slammed the door of the 4×4 behind her, kicking up the dry dust that had gathered around the vehicle.
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