Willow's POV "Can you take care of Pete while Ronan and I take care of the body?" Xander asks me cautiously, feeling out my mood.I glance at Pete's wounds and I suddenly feel overwhelmed. I am not a doctor, hell I'm not even a nurse. I can't just sew him up. What if I do something wrong and hurt him further? I nervously shake my head no.Ronan squats in front of me and places his rough but gentle hands on either side of my face, "You can do this Willow. Pete needs our help in order for his wolf to heal him. You can't do anything worse to him. It's just like sewing. We have to dig this grave and put the body to rest or someone else could get hurt."I know as wolves we heal quicker than most and I also know that if we can close Pete's wounds his wolf will be able to heal him a lot faster. I will myself to move closer to Pete, grabbing the supplies and moving them closer. Ronan leans in and plants a soft kiss on my forehead. I feel useless. I have taken on a lot of different creatures b
Ronan's POV"I'm sorry I made things so difficult for you before. I know you are my mate, I just couldn't let myself get distracted from my goals. Now I see that we stand a better chance together than apart," she explained as she gently held my hand as we lazily walked back to the pack house."So your open to having me as a mate now?" I ask cautiously.I felt my heart skip a beat when she nodded and smiled up at me. I am so happy right now that I could take her right here on the forest floor. "I will not reject you anymore. I never should have. The moon goddess blessed me with the perfect mate and I have behaved less than appreciative."I stop in my tracks and pull her to me so she lands against the solid wall of my chest. My hand cups her angelic face as I lower my lips to hers. She wraps her arms around my neck and opens her mouth, giving me full access to her mouth. Her kisses are addictive and her soft moans of pleasure call to my most primal needs. I break this kiss, leaving bot
Willow’s POV “Are you sure?” he asks me full of uncertainty. Those three words were enough to validate my decision. I was never more sure about anything. As a wolf, I am nothing without him. As for my darker, necromancer half of me, well that is something we can learn and figure out as we go. The main thing is that we are together. “I am positive,” I answer, watching as his smile grew wider with each word. I’m not sure if it was the build of anticipation or just plain unadulterated need, but Ronan picked me up, so I straddled his waist and ran toward the stairs, causing me to erupt with laughter. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs and gave me a look that said this would be my last chance to change my mind. When I offered no objection, he leaned in to kiss me. It was in this kiss that I could feel his joy at finally being accepted, his fear of being rejected, and this deep primal need that had been plaguing him since I arrived. The influx of emotion was staggering, making me ha
Ronan’s POV “I love you, Willow.” I internally kick myself and tense, waiting for her to bolt. Today she finally accepted me as her mate and let me mark her. She even marked me in return, now I may have just messed things up again with three words. I relax a bit when she doesn’t bolt for the door. She surprised me when she instead rolled over, wrapped her arms around my bare waist and tucked her head into my chest. “I love you too,” she sighed sleepily before letting sleep overcome her. I feel my heart constrict as everything finally felt right. Ghost is at peace and Harmony as well. Ghost tells me that Harmony is quite the talker when Willow is asleep. That tells me that Willow subconsciously blocks Harmony constantly. I would have to talk to her about that some time. I don’t even know if she realizes that she does it. Having your wolf constantly in your mind can be distracting and at times annoying but suppressing Harmony for too long could have drastic consequences. Our wolves n
Willow’s POV Knowing that Ronan would be the one driving, I immediately got into the front passenger seat and buckled my seatbelt. Xander climbed into the backseat and Ronan now sits beside me in the driver’s seat. It feels like we can’t enjoy one day of happiness before something happens to ruin it. I sigh inwardly and send a silent prayer to the moon goddess that we find Jessica alive and well. Any other outcome would be unfair. They just found each and unlike Ronan and I they immediately accepted each other, just to be cruelly ripped apart so soon. Ronan’s hand lands on top of mine and he rubs small circles on the knuckle of my thumb. I glanced back at Xander whose eyes were now trained on my hand in Ronan’s. I gently pull my hand from Ronan’s and offer it to Xander. Ronan gives me an appreciative nod and trains his eyes on the road ahead. “We are going to find her, Xander. Try not to let your mind go to the worst,” I try my best to console him. He looks me dead in the eyes, his
Xander's POV I was expecting the worst when I busted the door down to Jessica's house, but I was not expecting the scene before me. What I could tell had once been a pristine beige sofa was now split into multiple pieces and thrown throughout the living room. Her once solid wood coffee table was now splintered into a thousand shards. My heart starts beating frantically as my ears pick up on pained moans coming from further in the house. I run down the hall toward the noise and enter a small kitchen where a scene from a horror movie greeted me. Our Gamma, Brian and his right hand, Tony were bound to two kitchen chairs with their backs to each other with duct tape. I can't see the extent of Tony's injuries, but I am almost positive they mirror Brian's. Whoever did this cut Brian open from neck to navel and stuffed him full of wolfsbane to prevent him from healing and damn near liquifying every organ it touched. There was no way he would come back from this. If I had come looking for
Willow’s POV684 Waterman LnTurn the hybrid she-wolf over by 10 pm tomorrow. A wolf will die for each day you refuse, starting with your precious Jessica.I read the note over and over until my vision begins to go dark around the edges. What is so special about me that I should die? Poor Jessica is innocent and has nothing to do with this. She hasn’t even been adopted into the pack yet. It’s not fair that her life is resting in my hands. None of this makes any sense to me. I haven’t done anything other than try to track down my family and I have even given up on that. Once I accepted Ronan as my mate, none of that seemed important anymore but for whatever reason these vampires are determined that I have to die. The only thing I am sure of right now is that I have to turn myself over to them to save Jessica. She should not be forced to die for me when she still has a whole life left to live.I snatch the note from Xander and storm out of the house. If they want me, they better be prep
Ronan's POVMy blood is boiling and my heart is beating wildly against my chest while Ghost is going ballistic, wanting to unleash is wrath on Xander for hurting our mate. The fact of the matter is that id he were anyone else, he would be in a world of hurt if not dead. It's taking every last ounce of strength in me to keep Ghost in check. Xander better get himself in line a adjust his attitude sooner rather than later because I don't know how much longer I will be able to contain him. He is out for blood."When we get back to the pack house, it would be in your best interest to keep your distance from me and Willow. Ghost is furious at yu right now and the last thing I want to do is hurt you. I can't say the same for Ghost," I warn him.Xander said nothing, he just nodded his head and quietly climbed back into the car with his head down. That was more like it. I sigh in frustration and climb into the drivers seat. I originally had Willow drive because I was too upset and distracted b