CalypsoI don't think I will let my father make drinks for me ever again. I don't hate what I feel, but I wouldn't say I like it either. I am buzzed drunk, I think, all the while wishing I had eaten dinner instead of drinking. I sit up suddenly, remembering Reid was supposed to bring dinner over. "Did you bring dinner?" I yell, again forgetting that yelling doesn't need to be done. But I wasn't sure if they were outside or someplace else. Of course, I might have fallen asleep for a few minutes and didn't remember."And your back," Reid said, smiling at me from the end of the couch. "First time drinking vampire wine?" He questioned, tilting his head as he l approached me with heat in his eyes and a mixture of concern. He helped me into a sitting position pulling me up and kneeling before me. He stroked my face before saying, "Come on, little one, let's get you fed." Instead of helping me up to my feet, he scooped me up as if I weighed nothing and carried me into the kitchen. I began
CalypsoHow is this happening? Somehow, I can now feel Reid's panic and could feel it seeping into my soul. Yet, despite my fear, I still felt compelled to comfort him. Confusion was apparent as he tried his best to regain his composure. The man pacing before me always had it together: years of living and training to expect the unexpected. "Reid, what is going on?" I exhale, not wanting to make him panic more and trying to redirect the focus."I do not know, honestly. I attempted to talk about virginity in the vampire world... however, you took matters into your own hands. It's supposed to create a need for closeness between two people for a while. I don't plan on being far from you, but I wanted you to know.""Yeah, I don't think that's what this is." I straddle his lap, seeing the bite I took out of him earlier was still there. I run my fingers down his neck before touching my finger to the wound. It was less fresh looking and looked more like a scar. "I didn't think you could scar?
AtlasCalypso has been gone for more than a week now. Still, I wasn't doing very well. I wasn't drunk anymore, so I called that a win. Discussions with Letha really helped me get my priorities straight. The appointment with the packs' midwife got pushed back because twins were born that day. Today was the day the appointment got moved to.I waited impatiently as Elsa fiddled with the ends of her blonde hair in the small clinic. The chairs were squeezing my sides too tightly, and it was uncomfortable. I have thought about jumping up and smashing the clock on the wall from the ticking. I was on edge today, and everything set me off. It didn't help that the woman next to me wasn't the woman I wanted to be here with.My wolf hated her completely, and I wasn't sure what to make of this. He had hated no one before, not like this rage he was causing me to feel. I felt myself grip the armrest super tight and could feel the wood give under my fingertips. Elsa takes her hand and tries to comfor
Calypso I am standing outside of what was my home for a short while, not being able to walk inside, recalling how nice it was to have that feeling of belonging, even for a short while. Letha told me to go into the basement and be here when she could. Since the basement was windowless, she wanted to keep my being here between us until we got to speak. Appreciate the cloak-and-dagger approach to sneaking me back into my house. Well, I suppose it wasn’t mine, more like the packs. I took a deep breath before I tried the front door to see if it was unlocked. To my surprise, it opens right up. Instead of going straight to the basement, I sit in the entryway, my body losing the drive to move. Unable to feel anything other than incredibly stupid right now as I sit there, letting it all run through my mind. I lean my head against the wall. I run through everything, wondering if I missed signs of their deception. Desperation had put blinders on me. Even if there were signs, I would have misse
Altas I got to Calypso's house in record time; I was thankful my wolf listened as I kept insisting to at least carry my pants. It takes work to make suggestions when he is in the driver's seat. But he realized it was to help our mate, which is the only reason he agreed. Otherwise, he would have let me run naked and could have cared less. I change back into my human self on Calypso's porch. While putting on the slightly damp pants, I devised a plan. My anxiety about seeing her is mounting now that I am standing here, about to go inside. I remember what Letha said about maintaining my calm and taking some breaths before opening the door. The first thing I hear when I enter is Letha banging her hand against a door. "Calypso! This was not part of the plan at all! Get out of there; he will understand." I hurried through the living room and went to where the voices came from. Approaching the door to her bedroom that Letha was glaring at as if it crossed her. I hear a muffled Calypso fr
ReidEverything was out of control. I felt like a stranger had entered my body, and I was floating slightly above myself. Nothing was making sense right now, and I felt like my skin was crawling off. I hated myself and Garrett currently. This thing was self-inflicted because I knew she was awake.I needed her to find out who her father was. I also needed to know how far his deception went. Something that I didn't believe I was capable of, but I fell in love. I was supposed to get her to like me, but I didn't expect to enjoy it. She was my day's highlight, training and laughing with her. The draw I had to her, even from that first day of meeting her, was nothing I had ever experienced.The sex was also mind-blowing, even if I didn't intend for that to happen. I didn't know that Garrett spiked the wine. I just thought she was finally taking what she wanted. One glass of wine wouldn't have fucked her up so much. Never would I have taken advantage of a drunk woman. Only a weak man would d
Altas The gods have smiled upon me as I hold Calypso in my arms. It feels like coming home after being alone for so long. I inhale her scent of honey and lavender, giving me a sense of calm take over me. My phone rings, causing me to growl internally, not wanting to scare Calypso. I pull her back to sit on my lap close enough if she wanted to hear, she could. “It’s the vampire council. Stay quiet.” I didn’t want them to know she was safe and in my arms. Calypso’s body was stiff as I answered the phone. Gone was the softness I loved from minutes ago. I hated whoever was on the other end already for taking that joy away. “What?” “Have you seen or heard from Calypso? I need your help, and we have to find her as soon as possible. Garrett has put a hit out on her, dead or alive same price. She will not survive if someone finds her.” The voice on the other end was nervous, and I had to believe it must be Reid. I knew he was right as well; so much easier to kill rather than capture. Part
Atlas Talk about the creep factor. A shiver runs down my spine as I enter the place. How the hell did she know it was me? Was it one of her powers, or were there cameras? I really hope that it was the camera route. I look around. The place her color choice from the outside is the same on the inside—the living area sitting room on the left-hand side. The picture in the entryway is a giant spider crawling out of a skull. With a sign below of a bat with a sentence bubble shooting out of his mouth, ‘Take off your bloody shoes!’ Kick my shoes off and turned to the hallway on the right since the sitting area was empty. As I turn, I nearly jump out of my skin. A woman stood where there was nobody a second before. “Son of a bitch!” I swear, trying to calm my heart as it jackhammers inside my chest. The woman before me, her eyes were white with a black ring around her iris, with her pupil looking like it had a black sun rays into her iris. Her skin was the color of a latte, a perfect shade