Lottie was riding in a carriage with Spencer, finally excited for him to meet the other love of her life. Spencer showered her with kisses as she playfully pushed him away. "Stop it before you mess up my hair," Lottie laughed as he embraced her. "I cannot help it, my little chef. I don't think I've ever been this happy in my entire life," Spencer said while trying to kiss her. Lottie dodged his advances by turning her head, so he resorted to kissing her neck. His lips grazed over the mark he had placed on her neck the night before, and he felt her tremble in his arms. Lottie couldn't get enough of his kisses, but she had to stop before it went too far. It always went too far with him, and she didn't want Xenia to find them in a compromising position. It wouldn't be the first time Lottie was caught with a man in a compromising position. "Spence, please. We need to go over a few things before you meet Xenia." Lillian wiggled out of his embrace as he pulled on her dress to bring h
Spencer turned to look at what she saw. In the little valley stood a small cabin with the side wholly torn down. It looked as if something smashed the side of the cabin to the ground. With Spencer's help, Lottie returned to her feet and walked toward the cabin, but Spencer stopped her. "No, you stay here, Lottie. Let me check it out first," Spencer said, heading towards the cabin. From the scents in the air, he could tell there was blood from a human and a werewolf. He made it to the crumbling wall and peeked inside. There was nothing there but a bedroom set up. Pieces of the ceiling were scattered on the floor, but nothing else seemed to be destroyed. Spencer turned to see Lottie looking apprehensive, but he was glad she stayed put."I'll be back as soon as possible," he linked her. She didn't respond, but he saw her nod before he headed inside. The smell of blood increased as he approached the door leading into a hallway. He kept his ears perked for any sounds or motions before
"Ah," Xenia screamed and sat up. "Owwww." Her body felt sore as she brought her hand to her head. Her vision was blurry as she looked at her surroundings. Wait, where am I? she wondered. It took a minute for her eyes to adjust to the light coming from the windows, and she realized she was in a bed. Remembering Barrick, she quickly jumped out of the covers. The massive headache she had was keeping her from remembering anything. She looked down and saw her teddy was still covered in dirt and blood. There was a glass of water near a lamp on the bedside table, and she quickly drank it, unaware of how thirsty she was. Her room was big, way bigger than her entire cabin. The light shined on the amber-colored walls, matching the polished hardwood floors. There was a huge painting over the bed of a beautiful blue-eyed woman. Her hair fell in golden waves over her shoulders, down the crimson red dress. On her face was a smile carved out of beautiful red lips. She looks familiar, Xenia
Xenia looked for a place to hide but gave up and climbed back into bed. The glass on the bedside was filled with water. So, she quickly drank it and hid the glass under the covers. She didn't know what or who to expect, but she wanted to be prepared. She focused on calming her pulse before lying back down. It took a minute for the person to come into the room. She could hear the rickety sound of a cart being pushed across the floor. It stopped near the front of the bed. By the footsteps, she knew it was at least two people. They continued to busy themselves around the room, and she could hear someone running water. Then, a hand caressed the side of her face. "I know you're not asleep, Xenia." Him. Xenia gripped the covers and slowly opened her eyes to see him beside her bedside. He sat down as she sat up and watched him cautiously. Two other women were in the room with them, so Xenia felt some relief. She didn't want to be alone with him. One woman moved things in and out of
What's more embarrassing than fighting and screaming at someone trying to put you in a bath? Having another person watch you being manhandled like a child, and there was nothing you could do about it. Jane ducked her head and brought her hand to her lips to hide the smile on her face as Mason carried a fighting Xenia to the tub. There were times when Xenia could slip away, and Jane couldn't help but giggle when Xenia found things to throw at Mason. After a few minutes, Mason finally got Xenia to the tub. He lowered her, teddy and all, into the water. It was hot and soothing, and the moment her body hit the water, Xenia went utterly still. There was a sense of calm flowing through her body out of nowhere. All her worries disappeared, and nothing was left but peace. It scared but delighted her at the same time. "See, that wasn't so bad now, was it," Mason huffed out before standing. Xenia wanted to frown at him, but her body was too relaxed, and his voice was pleasant as she
Jane lifted the lid, and a cornucopia of smells filled Xenia's nose. She looked down at the plate of meats and veggies piled up and could feel herself salivating. She would've dug in, but the thought of Barrick poisoning her flashed in her mind. What if he did something to the food? She wondered, looking at Mason. "Eat," Mason ordered. "You're going to need your strength if you're going to continue to try to escape." She could see a faint smile on his face. Yeah, he definitely did something to it. She made a big show of pushing the plate away from her. Almost causing it to fall off the table. Jane rushed over to push the plate back to the middle before stepping back. Mason sighed. "Xenia-" "Don't," Xenia snapped at him. "Don't say my name like we're friends. You don't know me." Xenia turned away from him, and soon after, she could hear him moving toward her. Yes, come closer, you bastard! "You're right. I do not know you, but I could hear your hunger even from miles away." X
The moment the door closed, Xenia fell to the floor, a bit shaken. She took measured breaths to try to stop her body from trembling. She zoned out thinking about her situation until she felt a hand on her shoulder. She jumped, pulling her fist back, ready to pounce, when she realized it was Jane. The girl looked as white as a ghost, cowering away from Xenia. A momentary flash of guilt came across Xenia's face. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Luna," Jane shrieked. "I brought fresh food and water." Xenia didn't realize she had so much tension in her body, especially when he was around. Still, she didn't eat the food. Instead, she walked over to the bench and looked out the window. Her body felt hot, and the coldness of the pane was soothing. She waited a moment before addressing Jane. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to jump at you," Xenia said, walking over to the table. Jane gave her a small smile as Xenia looked at the food. She slowly started to eat, hoping that it was poison. That would be bett
Mason sat in a dark cave surrounded by lit candles. He has been here for hours trying to contact the Three Sisters. The room was moist from the spring running through the cave into a small waterfall leading outside. He took a knife to his palm, dropping his blood over the crystal inside the circle as he chanted. A moment later, the fire from the candle simmered down, and the only light came from the cave's entrance. Then suddenly, the flame from the candle exploded with dark shadows billowing around like a dance. Mason barely moved or showed any reaction to the display. "Ah, little Alpha Mason." "How sweet of you to call." "Missing us already." The shadow changed its appearance with each voice looming over him. He rolled his eyes, wanting this conversation to be over already. He didn't have time for pleasantries, nor did he like witches. They were…unreliable. Only a few weeks away from the Blue Moon, and he couldn't afford any distractions. "Aww…you didn't like our light displ