Fingers crossed for Rohan and Shikoba
I have my fingers crossed for Rohan and Shikoba. He didn’t seem freaked out that she was transgender. That’s a good sign, right? ‘He was quiet for ten minutes,’ Jaci pointed out. ‘He was talking things through with Thorn. Not a big deal. We talk shit through.’ I countered. ‘Never for ten minutes.’ Jaci shrugged. ‘Stop trying to put doubt in my head. I need at least one person, other than myself, to have a happy relationship with their mate. Cillian is already having a rough start to finding his mate. And Shikoba is awesome and deserves happiness.’ I sighed. ‘Leave it to them to figure out. You have enough on your plate with Persephone.’ Jaci suggested. He’s right, of course. I have enough on my plate with Persephone. There will be repercussions at the office for her fight with the Demonclaw girl. And then her family is going to be here tomorrow. I’m sure it won’t only be here that gets a lecture about her fight. I bet at least one or more of the D’Amore family will put the blame
The other four interviews were generic. We spoke with Justin from Bloodmoon, who could create and manipulate illusions, which I admit was pretty cool to see in action. He can make a fake me to confuse and distract enemies allowing me to get out of a dangerous situation unnoticed. After him, we sat down with Sebastian, also from Bloodmoon. He can manipulate kinetic energy, so he can take his enemy’s energy and redistribute it to himself, to someone else, and of course, push it back. After the two Bloodmoon candidates, we spoke with Finnian from FireWolf, who can fully to partially immobilize an enemy. Unlike Izzy and Zoe, he doesn’t turn them to stone, he leaves them frozen as they are. An interesting talent for detaining and interrogation. We talked about his travels and growing up an orphan living with his foster parents Ronan and Dáiríne Cooney and taking on the big brother role to their boys Shamus and Maitiú. The last interview was with Fion Tracey. He’s one of the few child surv
It was a calculated risk. I knew that. I trusted Jaci and that Persephone wouldn’t let me fall, literally. And it worked out. Jaci was right that shifting mid-jump would add the necessary forward momentum to reach Dove. Then it was just a matter of Jaci predicting Dove’s movement to snatch him and trusting my mate to catch me. But now, as Persephone is scolding us, I’m starting to question myself. ‘Jaci, swap back. We can’t talk to her like this.’ I suggested. Jaci grumbled as he stepped back, allowing me to shift. I know he was hurt that she didn’t even thank him for putting a stop to Dove. I get that she was worried, but she hurt his feelings, which is not cool. Another reason to take back control is to have a conversation, even if I have to be naked during the conversation. “We understand you were worried about the risk, but you should have more faith in us átawit. After all, we had faith that you’d pull off the landing.” I sighed. “And as worried as you were, you hurt Jaci’s fe
Seriously what has the mate bond and Jonathan Silvercloud done to me? This is NOT me. I am NOT the Fayte sister who is into getting tied up and all this dominated shit. I’m the sister that talks back, and if tech fails me or the situation calls for it will throw a punch before diplomacy. I don’t let people order me around. ‘Yet here you are, NAKED, with your wrists and ankles tied to a shelving unit, sucking your juices off Jonathan’s finger. It looks like you aren’t all that different from Crista after all.’ Sara taunted. Typically, I’d have some witty retort to her words. But what are words? I’m not sure I can form them. Why, you may ask? Because Jonathan popped his finger out of my mouth, slowly slid the saliva-coated finger down my body, and thrust it along with two others into me. I gasped at the sudden intrusion, my body arched to his touch, making the items on the shelf I’m tied to shake as I tried to move in time with his fingers wanting and needing more. “Oh fuck… Jonathan…
I wasn’t lucky. Why would I be? If this night has proven anything, I’m not getting lucky by any definition of the word. So I shouldn’t have been surprised to open my door and see my little sister sitting on my bed. The second the door opened, she jumped at me and wrapped me in a hug so tight and comforting that it reminded me of how mamma would hug me, and I started to cry. She is the youngest but the most like our mamma. “Persephone…” Delilah sighed as she hugged me tighter with one arm and stroked my hair with the other. Yep, she hugs just like our mamma. “Ho…how did you know I’d be coming back?” I managed to sniffle out. “Sara told me. She didn’t tell me why. I knew that if you came back here, something bad had happened, and you would need support. That you’d need your family. Need me.” Delilah softly explained as she continued to stroke my hair. “You don’t have to tell me what happened, but I’ll listen if you do.” “We…he…”I sighed, not even sure I could explain it. “We… we were
As I watched Persephone climb the ladder, my heart broke into a million pieces. I winced as the hatch slammed shut and hit my head on the ladder. I don’t know how things got to this point. But I know I regret even opening my mouth. I am officially the DUMBEST person on the planet. ‘YES! Yes, you fucking are! I can’t believe you! She was NAKED, tied up at OUR mercy, offering herself to be marked. And what does your ‘genius’ ass do? You REJECT her offer! You tell her no because of some agreement with Logan. He may be our Alpha, but Persephone is our MATE!’ Jaci yelled at me. ‘I know. I know I’m a fucking ignoramus.’ I sighed, hitting my head on the ladder a second time. ‘I shouldn’t have even said anything about marking. If I’d kept my mouth shut, she’d still be here, and we’d be having sex.’ I groaned. ‘You don’t get it.’ Jaci sighed in exasperation. ‘It’s not about that. It’s about you putting Logan’s orders above what Persephone wants. You made her feel like she isn’t the most impo
I groaned as I tried to open my eyes. My head is killing me, and I feel lethargic and weak. I tried calling Sara in our mind, but she didn’t answer. Is she still upset about last night? No, this feels different. Even if she was mad at me, I should be able to see her in my mind. What the hell happened? I squinted up at the fluorescent light that buzzed above me. Fluorescent lights? I’m not in Silvercloud, then. They use LED lighting, it’s more energy efficient, and you don’t get that stupid flickering shit. As I sifted through my memories, a familiar face started to come into view. I wrinkled my nose and growled as I saw Mila. Seeing her face clicked everything into place. I’d gone to HR for my disciplinary meeting and felt someone stab my neck. And I remembered seeing Mila and a man who called her his daughter standing over me. That bitch kidnapped me!? From within Silvercloud!! How? How the hell could she have pulled that off? Jonathan’s office is one of the most secure places arou
“I see you still have your mother’s thick skull.” The ghost groaned as he rubbed his nose. ‘That’s no ghost.’ Jaci growled, still ready for a fight. ‘But it has to be. Or maybe a robot. He can’t be real.’ I know I’m in denial, but who wouldn’t be when face to face with a man you believed died sixteen years ago? “You’ve grown. You look a lot like I did when I was your age. Though better looking since you got Jacira’s complexion and eyes.” He blinked at me and then had the balls to smile. If he’s Daniel Weaver, he doesn’t get to fucking smile at me. I’m not sure what snapped in my mind, but that smile and his even daring to say my mother’s name sent me over the edge. I drew back, punched him hard, put my all into the hit, and sent him flying back into the field where my bunker was. His unidentified biometrics triggered the proximity alarms. “Whoa…whoa…easy, son.” He stammered, holding his hands up as he looked at the multiple weapons trained on him. “You do NOT get to call me that,