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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. WRelated chapters
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.
Crossroads Café 61 : pack’s welcoming
Bianca looked around in wonder. The surrounding nature, the horizon as far as the eye could see, the forest, the sound of the wind in the foliage, and the sound of the water of a river not far from them. Everything was perfect. The young woman literally fell under the spell of the landscape that passed before her eyes. Maska progressed quickly but was firmly watching over the safety of his soul mate. He couldn't help but proudly puff up his chest when he heard Bianca's little admiring cries. "This place is amazing!" shouted Bianca. Then she burst into a joyful laugh. Maska and Magnus wished they had stopped walking towards the pack house so they could look at her. To be able to see the joy on their Mate's face. But they knew their pack wolves were waiting for them. No. It was their Luna they were waiting for. After years of darkness and loneliness, she was finally bringing the soft light of the moon into the dar
Crossroads Café 62 : pack house
The crowd took three steps back as they heard the growl of their Alpha. A mischievous smile played on Bianca's lips, and she looked at Black with a jaded expression. "What?" Black rested his forehead against the back of his Luna's neck and growled, "You keep your clothes on, Love." Bianca started to open her mouth, but a high-pitched squeal of excitement sounded further up the steps leading to the massive pack house. "OH. BY.THE. MOON. GODDESS! Our Luna is finally here!" The Frenchwoman was surprised when she discovered a young woman sitting in a wheelchair. This stranger gave her a radiant smile and began to gesture to ask them to come closer to her. She was a brunette with her hair tied in a thick braid. She wore a yellow strapless dress that fell to her ankles and a simple denim jacket. Creoles hung from her ears, complementing the various bracelets and multiple chains she had chosen as jewelry that morning. Magnus nodded and guided B
Crossroads Café 63 : pack house (2)
"A unicorn?" asked Black, surprised once again by his Luna's remark. Bianca burst out laughing when she saw the rugged look he had adopted. She showed him the room with both hands and gave him a simple smile. "No, but look at this room. It's not a room. It's Disneyland for introverted adults." _Disneyland? And, is that a good thing?" asked Maska. "We've had several reports on her tastes. There's little chance she won't like the decor," Magnus said. Black placed a hand on the small of his soul mate's back and encouraged her to enter. The room was huge, and the ceiling height was impressive. Bianca did not know where to turn. The interior was made of light wood. At each large window was a reading corner with comfortable benches and softly colored cushions. Small shelves of books went up from the floor to ceiling to decorate the window frames. A colossal bed in shades of cream. A small living room near a fireplace. Bianca
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