Calypso1. Getting out the duct tape from my backpack, I quickly tape it around my shoe. The sole was beginning to fall off, causing it to flop and make me uncoordinated. I couldn't afford to get a new pair yet. They would have to hold out for a bit longer. The following five miles to the next homeless shelter are already annoying me. Bouncing around to different homeless shelters was getting more complicated. Humans tend to get suspicious of anything supernatural quite quickly. So I backpack up and down the country, trying to do the odd job here and there. You see, I was the outcast in the supernatural world. My mother was a lycan and, as an act of rebellion, decided to have a passing fling with my father, a vampire. Pretty sure my father must have had a death wish. Considering one bite from my mother and it would have been game over. She didn't know that her heat would be approaching the next day. She was equally as surprised when I came into the world being what I was. She was
Calypso2.Two hours later, I was promptly escorted to a town car. A tall blonde lycan was the one escorting me, I couldn't see his eyes due to sunglasses, but he had a well-defined scar that ran from his left eyebrow, and then below, he was dressed in a suit as he walked beside me. As he opened the door, I turned to tell him thanks as he jabbed a needle into my neck. He cradled me against him as my legs gave out before whispering nothing personal into my ear. The last thought that enters my mind before oblivion takes me is that I will make them all pay. I don't often give in to my dark nature, but at this moment, being out of control of my body twice in one day was almost too much for me to bear.Trying to open my eyes, my eyelids feel like they are being weighted down. The room starts to spin as I try and sit up. "Shh, it's okay your safe." A soft voice tells me while gently pushing me back to lie down before putting a cool cloth over my eyes and forehead. I don't know why, but I w
3.CalypsoAfter Letha leaves, I cannot rest until I explore the house. I couldn’t relax, not knowing my surroundings, using my unnaturally fast speed to my advantage speeding from room to room. There were three bedrooms, including the master. Two guest rooms were on the upper level, including a jack and Jill bathroom.The living room and kitchen were an open concept. A large tv was on the wall, an oversized sectional couch sat in the living room, and a half bath was between the living room and the massive white granite island, which was probably big enough to seat eight. I couldn’t imagine having dinner parties worrying about the extra seating. The lower cabinets were a dark mahogany color, and the uppers were a bright white. The white made me not want to touch anything in order not to tarnish anything. With that thought, I ran into the master bathroom. It had a wet room! The huge tiled walk-in shower also had a large claw foot tub sitting inside.Letha put soaps, razors, lotions, s
Atlas 4. I step out of the lodge and look at everyone gathered. I hoped I would make an announcement soon welcoming Calypso to the pack. With Letha's reassurance, everyone in the pack seemed to be tolerating the idea of her. I am the alpha, though; what I say goes. It helps, though, when you have a love for your people. I didn't want to be like Rupert, the leader of Pebblebrook, which is why I couldn't allow him to have Calypso back. If he wanted her back into his pack, there must be a good reason. Thankfully Liam had an in at the RHA and let us know about Pebblebrook's interest in Calypso. It wasn't for love. You send your six-year-old granddaughter out into the world or to be killed. You don't have affection for her. There is something about her that he figured out or wants. This is why I had our man inside take her to the car to tranquilize her. I wanted the doctor to run tests on her while she slept. This was good since the blood banks refused to let her have any blood. Luckily
5CalypsoI wake up feeling warm and content. I first realized that I was sleeping with my head on the ground. Nothing new there; as I move and stretch, I am aware of muscular arms wrapped around my waist.That’s new; thoughts of what transpired began to enter my mind in flashes. Then, finally, I slowly rolled to see the man my wolf claimed was her mate. Which in turn meant he was my mate as well.I turn over and take a look at the man holding me close. All I knew was his wolf was black and beautiful, and he had very muscular forearms. Not to mention I was enjoying the warmth and feeling of contentment I felt while his arms were locked around me. I needed to face the music and figure out what would come next.When I looked, he looked at me with piercing green eyes, eyes I swear I had seen before. His dark hair was almost black, just like his wolf, and was long, going slightly past his shoulders. His cheekbones were high. You could tell that even with his beard. I couldn’t help but rea
CalypsoI never knew what I was missing until I ran with another wolf. My wolf was content never to return to stay in the wild with Altas forever. The logical part of me knew it was not an option. He has obligations back at the pack, and I will, too, at some point. I secretly wish he wasn't the alpha, but knowing that is a very selfish wish, I will have to learn to adapt at some point. Unsure if I want those responsibilities that come with mating the alpha. I was just used to caring for myself and wasn't very good at doing that. Okay, I was terrible at it. However, right now, I was living in the moment of being chased by a large black wolf. Feeling him nip at me and play on the way back will forever be my life's top moments. Soon I found the trail to follow back to the cabin. I didn't transform until I was on the porch and ready to walk in the door. I had very few neighbors, if any, but I still wasn't prepared to face the music until necessary. Avoiding until ready was my plan; too
Atlas I have been reading book after book of prophecies, trying to find what I was looking for. I couldn't for the life of me remember if it was a white lycan or different colored eyes. Still, something sparked the idea in my wolf's mind, and I was not going fast enough looking for him because he was completely annoyed with me being here instead of with Calypso. A mating bond solidifies her in his mind for the pack, but the rest of our pack will need more. So I could only look at prophecies and cross my fingers for the doctor's report. I loved being the alpha of this pack, and I was terrified of them losing faith in me because of Calypso. I know that my wolf would not let me not choose her. I don't see how anyone could reject their mate. My brain and every fiber of myself was aching to return to her. To at least see her and be in her presence. Poor Liam had been at this all night looking through texts. He was snoozing on the couch in the library. I was letting him have a break befo
Calypso I have been reading for a while with a well-stocked supply of snacks from Letha. I understand the mate bond and pack life better. I need to learn about vampire life, but since I am with a pack, that's a little more important. Once I am welcomed into the pack, I can hear and understand the other lycans around me. I cannot imagine how overwhelming that will be for my wolf. She has been so alone for so long. I think I will have to baby step this whole pack life thing. I hope that Atlas will understand. I also hope that the pack won't be offended. It's such a delicate balance. I want to make a good impression, but it will be tricky until she gets used to running with wolves. I hope Atlas is open to my suggestions that I must run past him tonight. The mate bond was a whole different beast. Atlas and I can feel each other's emotions and communicate through thought in both lycan and human forms. The whole thing felt unnatural, and I wonder if that is because of my vampire side o