They converged on the steps, leading up to the asylum. Rachel, Anita, Mrs Morris and the golden wolf. Galen had already shifted. They'd agreed he would be in his wolf form, in case of an attack. Anita stood with a canister of kerosene and a box of matches. If push came to shove, she would be the one to light the fire.
"It feels strange,"Rachel said, "knowing this will soon be over. Not that I'm complaining!"
Anita chuckled nervously. "I've never attended one of these before. And hopefully, I never will again."
Rachel gave her a warm smile. "Thanks for being here Anita. I was a bitch to you that day we met, and I'm sorry.Jealousy is definitely not a good look on me."
"No worries,"Anita replied. "Just make Galen happy.He’s been through so much and I really feel you’re the one who can heal his heart and he will do the same for you."
He walked up to Rachel, nudging her with his head. Sh
A gentle rain was falling, a few days later, where the four of them stood huddled under umbrellas, around Allison's grave. After all these years, she was finally getting a decent funeral. Galen held Rachel in his arms as Reverend Matthews said a final prayer, her sobs wracking at her body. It was over and Allison was finally free.They went to her house for tea, afterward. Mrs Morris wanted to leave as soon as she could. She wanted to get back to her business in New York. There was a spring in her step, now that it was over. She seemed relieved and happy, moreso after the funeral.A car was waiting for her and Anita and they stood on the porch, saying their farewells."I can never thank you enough, for bringing me closure,"she said. She took Galen and Rachel's hands. "The two of you, and my trusted assistant, have given me something worth more than all the riches in the world. Peace."An
“Why does the lone wolf interest you so much? You’ve cemented your place as Alpha of this town.You don’t need to strengthen your army.”Sophia Bruce turned in the high-backed leather chair behind her desk,in the direction of where the voice was coming from. Of course it would be Stefano,no one else in her pack would have the nerve to stride into her office and demand an explanation.“Forgive me,my Queen.How am I to serve you,if I don’t know the full extent of your involvement with him and his brothers?Why is it so urgent for you to have all of them in Colby’s Cove?”The raven-haired beauty smiled.Perhaps it was time for her most trusted confidante to know the truth.He alone would keep her secret safe.Till this moment,only he knew of the witch’s curse of immortality,which had kept her in this world, for 200 years.“I don’t need them to strengthen my army,Stefano.I need them to strengthen my family.”
Rachel Murray pulled her dark hair from under the beret she was wearing,so it could hang down and add warmth to her freezing ears,against the biting wind in Edgewood Cemetary.Of course Caroline would choose the cemetary of all places to say her final goodbye.As obstinate in death as she’d been in life. “And please tell my dear John,I never meant to remove him as the beneficiary on my policies.I was angry,I thought he was cheating on me. Who could blame me though. He hired a tart 30 years younger as his secretary." Rachel smiled wryly.That was something she could relate to,only in her case it had all been true.For eight months,Peter had carried on with his tart,and when he finally manned up enough to leave her,he crashed and died,hating her. It was in this very cemetary,six months ago,where she’d crossed him over into the Light.The decision to forgive him,had been one of the best she’d ever made.It allowed her to heal,and open herself up to the possibility of falling in love again,w
“What’s with the get-up?”Rachel asked.”Halloween on the other side?” The Angel Of Death rolled her eyes.”My latest…client,shall we say?...He was a lowdown pimp and drug dealer.This was his idea of an angel,carrying him off to paradise.Which,believe me,was not where I took him.” Gabrielle closed her eyes and in an instant,her outfit changed,from the trashy dress,to her more traditional black,hooded cloak. “Stereotype,”Rachel muttered.”Just need a scythe and you’re good to go.” “Scythes are so overrated,”Gabrielle retorted.”No selfrespecting Angel of Death,would be seen dead with one.” Despite her best intentions,Rachel chuckled.Gabrielle was born to the duty of death,as she herself had been born with her gift to cross over the dead.Whenever an Angel Of Death was decommissioned,another took its place,and Gabr
“Not an option,”Rachel breathed through clenched teeth.”Not even close.Gabrielle,you can’t just barrel into my life and tell me the man I love,is on some hitlist,because of me.” Gabrielle took a step closer,placing a comforting hand on Rachel’s shoulder. “It is what it is,Rachel.Crossing over Allison Klein,brought you to the attention of a very dangerous group of beings on the other side.They resent you for helping Allison free the souls of the children she trapped.You set them back in their plans,and they’re not happy.They know so much about that night,its unbelievable.” Rachel opened her mouth to speak,but no sound came from her lips.All her life,this was the one thing she’d been good at,and now it seemed,perhaps too good.Her mother warned both her and Becca growing up,that crossing over earthbou
“Galen?Honey,are you home?” Rachel closed the front door,and flicked on the lights.Galen was nowhere to be seen,but the smell coming from the kitchen was divine.She smiled as she followed her nose.He’d set the table already and the fried chicken in the oven was making her mouth water.She noticed her note on the fridge was gone and went upstairs to take a quick shower. Which was where she found him.Rachel cast all thoughts of her conversation with Gabrielle out of her mind as she stepped out of her clothes,seeing his muscular frame under the hot water.She stepped in,wrapping her arms around him and she heard his groan of pleasure as she began to kiss his shoulders. “What took you so long?”he asked.He turned around,pinning her against him.His green eyes sparkled with mischief as he ran his hands up and down her body. “It took a
Rachel lifted her head from his shoulder,and he shifted away from her,with a groan.Immediately,she felt the chill in the air as his body heat left her. “I don’t mean to lay all this on you,”Galen said,”but today was just one of those days,you know?” Oh,she did.After her conversation with Gabrielle,this whole day had gone to hell in a handbag.The last thing she expected before going to the cemetery,was a visit from the Angel of Death,bringing news of Galen’s demise.She still didn’t know what to make of it all,or if she should even tell him.He had so much going on,and she didn’t want to add to his stress.His work at the asylum was more than enough to keep him occupied.What he didn’t need,was to worry how and when his death would be. “It’s okay,”she replied,”you don’t have to keep these things from me,Galen.If it’s upset
“Becca,where are you?” Rachel pulled her dark grey coat tighter against her,staring around the empty cemetery.The sky was darkening and thunder rumbled in the distance.Where was everyone?Did they leave without her? She hesitantly advanced to the open grave as the first drops fell from the sky.She peered in,sucking air into her lungs as the smell of burning wood and scorched flesh assailed her senses,causing her to sink to her knees and gag. “Rachel….” Dear God,Galen’s voice… “Rachel,why did you leave me to die?” Frozen with fear,Rachel stared into the open grave again.The remnants of the casket began to move and sickeningly,she saw Galen’s charred remains begin to move.Screaming didn’t help.She was trapped in a nightmare. Inch by inch he beg