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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 feelsRelated chapters
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
Crossroads Café 64 : visitors (1)
Black started to open his mouth to answer her, but three knocks on the door prevented him from giving Bianca an answer. Maska's growl echoed through the room's space, caused by the outside interruption. On the other hand, Bianca rolled her eyes and stood up to open the door. "I wonder who that could be." Black jumped up from the bench where they were sitting and followed her like her shadow. "It's pretty easy to guess. Only one person can come and disturb me in our room without fear of consequences, Love. And, I could feel her coming... I didn't think she would dare knock on the door, though." Bianca, who had put her hand on the handle, paused and looked up at him. She gave him a big, amused smile. "What?" he asked. "Our room. It's amazing how quickly you've adapted to my presence beside you," she replied. Black placed his hand on Bianca's and opened the door while putting his other arm around her waist. He made no effort to silence Maska's g
Crossroads Café 65 : visitors (2)
Mat held Rosy tightly in his arms and grinned broadly as he spotted Bianca. "I'm just dropping her off. I have to leave quickly to take care of the Café. However, I have to pick her up later, Augustine's orders." * * * He and the others had worried about her When they had heard that the Frenchwoman had found herself in the clutches of the Mad One. But his concerns had been quickly swept away. Indeed, Mat had been surprised to receive a phone call from Beta Duncan yesterday, asking if it was possible to bring Rosy into their pack. The young man from the Wind Tribe was even more surprised when he learned that Elder Augustine would drop the girl off at the Crossroad Café. When Augustine had handed Rosy over to him, she had whined about not being separated from him. Augustine had gently reprimanded her before she agreed to return to Mat's arms. "Aren't you coming with us, Elder?" asked Mat. "No. My presence in a pack of wolves is e
Crossroads Café 66 : hybrid
Black's eyes suddenly became cloudy. Bianca flinched slightly when she noticed it, but she remained perfectly still. She knew he was telepathically communicating with someone and was anxious to know who it was. Magnus quickly ran his hand over his eyes before resting it gently against Rosy's back. "Duncan will be here in a few moments. He should be able to give us a list of the red male wolves," he explained almost in a whisper. He was worried he'd wake Rosy if he spoke too loudly. Bianca took Magnus's arm in hers, then laid her head against his shoulder. A slight smile played on her lips as she watched the green landscape through the large floor-to-ceiling windows. * _ Whoooo, imagine for a moment if it was our cub in our arms, Maska suggested, tongue hanging out at her side. "That would be absolute perfection," Magnus immediately replied. * The delicate scent of their Luna, combined with the mellow s
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