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Josie After I saw the paintings that the Alpha Promce had painted of me I knew that he was in love with me. It seemed no matter how hard I tried to push him away, he had still fallen in love. It made me smile, but it also hurt. I didn't want to imagine loving anyone but Christopher but still, I found myself daydreaming of the life that the two of us could have together quite often. I never brought up the fact that I knew he had bathed me and me put me back to bed, or how shamelessly my inhibitionless drunken self had begged him to cuddle with me, but he had refused. He was hell bent on protecting me, even if it was from myself. I admired that about him. He absolutely refused to give up on me where as everyone else I had ever known had. There was a winter chill in the air as Thanksgiving was quickly approaching. He had just picked me up from my last class of the week, and as we rode along I couldn't help but to admire the beauty of the bare trees as winter was quickly approaching. I
Josie I had been so excited for Olivia's arrival that I had spent the entire morning cleaning up around the house and preparing the guest room next to Bryan's for her. I had even made him take me to the store to stock all of her favorite American snacks. Since we had spent most of Saturday binge watching season 2 of The Magicians it had only left me a few hours to prepare for her arrival. I knew she would be bringing me a case of her family vineyard's finest wines so I even had 3 wine glasses out and ready. I couldn't wait to see the Alpha Prince's reaction to her, as she was quite odd if you didn't understand what her gift was. No doubt she'd start talking to Chris as soon as she got out of her rental, and would walk into the house having a conversation with him. I was even more excited to talk to my husband again, I had missed the sound of his voice since he'd been gone. When the Alpha Prince heard her pulling down the drive way he told me that she was here, and I felt the air in
Bryan POV I had just turned the burner down to a low simmer when I felt the spell seal around the house. I stood up straight to wait for the two of them to come back to the kitchen for dinner, so they could explain exactly how the spell worked when I heard that giggle I thought I'd never hear again. I turned around so quickly I nearly lost my footing but there she was, my beautiful Sammie. "Sammie," I whispered softly as I stared at her, enchanted by her beauty even in death. She was wearing one of her favorite outfits, faded, torn blue jeans with an off the shoulder black t-shirt. Even in her simplicity she had always been perfection. Her long, dark, walnut colored locks were pulled into a bun, and her gorgeous big brown eyes squinted as she smiled her signature big gorgeous grin at me. If she were alive, her eyes would be sparkling, but the lack of sparkle told me that she was, infact, still dead. "The spell worked then, ofcourse it did. Right? I'm sure they don't call her Qu
Chris I had been watching over her for months now, it was all I could do, just sit a watch as she drank her way into an early grave. She still managed to function somehow, and every time she got behind the wheel of her car I'd cuss her out, but she would never hear me, because I am dead, and she is living. The first time I'd ever come across another stuck here in the spirit realm was the night that wolf grabbed her by her throat after her book read and signing. When he grabbed her I heard the woman's voice, loudly expressing her displeasure with the situation. Then I saw her, the beautiful soul that was once Samantha Woodrow. She apologized repeatedly for the wolf's actions, stating that he wasn't usually like that, and as soon as he let go of my Josie, he fled and her spirit just disappeared. After spending the summer in Egypt drinking herself through a dig, she got a call to go to New Orleans. Little did I know then that both our worlds were about to change forever. There were so
Sammie Since the day I died, I had always hated when Bryan would leave the castle. That meant that I would be alone without any of the others to keep me company. I had gotten used to having the other human spirits around for companionship and it was quite lonely without my wolf spirit. But he never stayed in the castle much after he marked Princess Amberyn. He preferred to be as far away from his child bride as possible, and though I hated leaving the companionship of the other spirits, I didn't really blame him. When he first left the castle he had gone to our holiday home that was nestled in a quiet yet welcoming little pack in Utah. We had always spent our Christmas vacation there with the Heber City Mountain Pack. I used to chair the annual Christmas Charity Auction, but now the Luna would have to find someone else to help her arrange the event, along with all of the activities that lead up to it every year. I knew I should've been more upset about the fact that I was no longer
Josie I wasn't sure what to say after all of Sammie's revelations. It was obvious to me that Chris had told her why I was afraid of Bryan's wolf, and even more obvious that the Alpha Prince was ashamed of me knowing that he wouldn't survive my rejection. I knew I needed to say something but I just didn't even know where to start. "Well, I am going to let the four of you speak privately and go get settled into my room." Olivia stated as she stood to leave the table. I nodded at her before looking back towards Bryan who was now staring intently at me. He was expecting me to say something, but for the first time in a long time, I was lost. I didn't want to talk about what had happened to me all those years ago, not now, not ever. I had managed to bury it deep away until his wolf had made an appearance, but even now I was doing my best to work through that. I didn't want to fear werewolves, especially now that I knew that I couldn't reject the Alpha Prince. "Josie, it's OK. You don'
Bryan Sammie being here was exactly the comfort I didn't know I needed. It gave me hope that this alliance marriage could be turned around, and that maybe there was hope for my future after all. Josie had expressed that she wasn't ready to move past her grief, and I could respect that for her. I just prayed to the moon Goddess that when she finally decided that she was ready, she would want to move on with me, rather than anyone else. Sammie seemed confident that she would, which also gave me hope that we actually had a future together. When Olivia left Wednesday morning it was rough for Josie and I. Once again we were both saying goodbye to our best friends and the people we thought we would share our lives with. I was quite surprised when she turned around to face me after Olivia left and asked me what our plans were for Thanksgiving. Though I suppose that knowing that Sammie and Chris were, even if we couldn't see them helped quite a bit. I hadn't bothered to make an
Josie We had a quick tour of the packhouse before Bryan's family led us up to the cabin we would be staying at. We unloaded everything from the truck and began unpacking the groceries and making ourselves comfortable. I invited everyone up to have dinner with us since their Omegas were busy in the kitchen prepping for the holiday feast. They happily agreed to have dinner with us, so I told them to give me a couple hours to cook. After looking through the food I had gotten for the weekend I decided to make Cajun meat pies with spicy Brussel sprouts and a sweet and spicy sauce. As Bryan unpacked our bags I began preparing dinner for everyone. I honestly had always felt at home in the kitchen, I just hadn't cooked anything since Chris died. It had felt pointless to cook for only myself, especially since my favorite part about making a home cooked meal was sharing it with the people I cared about. But now I had plenty of people to cook for, so I was more than happy to do so. The more in