When I woke up it was still dark outside. Lucien was asleep next to me so I wiggled carefully inching my way out of bed. I dug in my dresser and grabbed the first tshirt and leggings my hands touched. Pulling my clothes on I was as quiet as possible, I wasn’t ready to face Lucien again. Opening the bedroom door I paused as I heard him move, I let out sigh of relief when I realized he had just rolled over.
Step by step I took, almost as if I was a thief in my own house. With each creak I would pause and listen for any sign of movement. Halfway down I shook my head, fuck this I though as I continued down not caring how much noise I made. Once in the kitchen I poured myself a glass of tea and stared out the back door. I was about to return my glass to the sink when I saw the same little red wolf trot himself over to the shed and lay down.
The little wolf had been watching me from day one. Sitting my glass down on the bar I unlocked the back door and opened it
By the time we made it out of WalMart I was exhausted. What started out as a simple trip for a tv ended up being a tv, PlayStation, PlayStation games, and more junk food than I think I have ever seen in my life. On top of all of that Jax had somehow convinced Lucien to take us out to eat. Jax had chosen Mexican food and as Lucien pulled up I frowned seeing how packed the place was. I tried my very best to persuade them to just get a pizza or anything fast but they both shot my idea down. Sitting side by side with Lucien I tried to study my menu and not him. The new knowledge I had of him made him seem almost like a new person. He wasn’t even really a person, he was some hybrid ancient thing. I mean it could be worse, he could have been a vampire. Laughing at my own joke both boys looked up at me sending me hiding back behind my menu. You know I heard that right? I jerked my head to look over at Lucien. He hadn’t spoken a word but I heard him
It had been over a week since the war had been declared and from the outside, everything appeared normal. I had only seen Lucien a handful of times since he left my house ordering Jax to “keep guard” over me. I was beginning to feel like a dog. I mean if I wanted to go outside, Jax had to take me. If I wanted to go to town, Jax had to follow. I wouldn’t be surprised to find him outside my door in the mornings.I was going a little stir crazy, the office and the entire construction crew was on “vacation.” I guess I had always known that everyone that worked for him was like him but some part of me didn’t believe that the entire crew was made of werewolves. Pulling my cell phone out of my back pocket I tried calling Lucien but his phone went straight to voicemail, the same as it has been doing for the past few weeks. Although I would have to admit that he did show up pretty quick after I left him an ugly voicemail a couple of days ago.
We had decided to go a couple of towns over to eat. Lucien was quiet most of the ride. I wanted to ask him what was wrong but studying him more I could see he was tired and I wondered just what being at war with another pack meant. Were they actually fighting? As I sighed he reached over grabbing my hand squeezing it. Glancing up I smiled at him. I had missed him. Funny how things change, who would have thought that I would be in love with a werewolf.The restaurant was crowded, following behind our waitress I inhaled the heavenly smell coming out of the kitchen. As we took our seats I gave my order for tea and spinach dip as an appetizer as we looked over the menu. Lucien and I sat side by side and my body sang with joy at his closeness. True to his world Jax chose the most expensive thing on the menu that came with a little bit of everything on it. Lucien and I both ordered a steak and shrimp combo that came with broccoli.Taking a bite of the spinach dip I looked ov
It took me longer than it should have to get up and make my way upstairs. I delayed a bit making my morning coffee and even Jax looked at me a little crazy but that could have been because I had pulled in a pair of plaid pajama pants and a long sleeve shirt and was walking around with my hair in a messy braid. Knowing he wouldn’t say no I cooked him breakfast and watched him eat it before heading up to the attic.I don’t know what I was afraid to find. Maybe I was afraid of what I wouldn’t find. Walking into the attic I walked straight to the desk pulling out Violet’s journal. I was amazed at her handwriting and her perfectly penciled drawings but it didn’t speak to me. I knew nothing about her gifts but I imagined it spoke to her. Nothing seemed to speak to me, not a single drawing not a single word.Sighing I slammed the book shut. “This is a waste of time,” I said out loud. Walking t
Damien looked up at me, “can you feel him?” My hands started shaking. “I...I don’t know I don’t not feel him but he isn’t answering me.” “Have you felt anything different, anything off.” I nodded taking a few steps back as Jax entered beside him. “I felt, I felt as if the earth below my feet was shaking but then it stopped. What’s wrong? What’s happened.” Damien pulled his phone out of his pocket, “he’s still alive. He’s hurt but he’s still alive. I’ll take care of Samantha.” I looked instantly at Jax. I had never tried to communicate with him before. I reached out to him in my mind but came up short. As Damien hung up the phone I backed away. “What do you want.” He looked up frowning, “I’m not the enemy here Samantha. I came here as soon as we lost connection with Lucien. The last report was he was in battle. You would know if he is dead, he may be asleep somewhere trying to heal or he may be unconscious but you have to stay strong be
Lucien’s POVI flashed my eyes open seeing nothing but soul-piercing black. No moon, no stars, nothing. I felt no connection to my pack, no connection to Samantha. My inner wolf was whining and I had to yell at him to hush. There were only a few reasons that my connection would be cut off. Either I was dead, they were all dead, or I was somewhere that refused to allow my signal out.The pain in my body let me know I was indeed alive and I refused to believe everyone else was dead. From the rocky terrain I felt under me I imagined I must have fallen down into some pit while I was fighting. I could remember the fight, I remember the Rogue and I jumping at the same time then nothing.Reaching out I felt a thick tar-like substance and instantly knew it was blood. Not just my own, no I could feel fur. The Rogue had not been as lucky as I. I had healed enough to turn back into my human form. There was no life coming from this cage, only my heartbeat. He had not
Samantha’s POVI sat at the bar watching Damien look over a map. He had been snappy today. I knew he wanted to be out in the fight but they were too close for him to leave me. The rogues had pushed deep into our border overnight.“The baby knows you are upset, clear your mind, or shield it.”I sighed rubbing my stomach, “it’s not fair that you can hear his thoughts and I can’t.”Damien sighed, “he hears everything you tell him Sam but he can feel your emotions too. His inner wolf is strong and he can already feel the danger we are all in. You have to keep working with your crystals.”“The protection spell is still working. I just wish I could make it bigger.” I sighed, “In the past three months I had learned a lot. Damien had some of the others find me every book they could on crystals and I had learned to do a few basic spells. The spell I learned last week had been able to sh
Lucien's POVRed, it was all I saw, all I felt. When I had walked up and seen Samantha run to Damien I knew I was too late. He had always wanted what was mine. Always tried his best to get what was mine. Well he could have her, all I wanted was my son.I had been locked in this dark room for the better part of a week. Jax brought me food and drink in several times a day but I never spoke to him. Never even looked at him. The rage that had built up inside of me was threatening to burst out and he was not deserving of my wrath.My plates had begun to pile up, all I did was sleep and wake, then sleep again. Water had been the only thing I had given in and drank. I couldn't trust her not to poison me. I should have read through her. My mind had begun to wonder if she was even my mate, perhaps she had known all along she was a witch and had set her eyes on me to...what? I had no clue.Leaning my head back against my pillow I frowned hearing the door open. "Did