Lucas"Two words, 15 letters. A type of building or home?" Her voice is soft, but it is stern, like she is frustrated with the paper in front of her. I put the cup down I had been drying, rounding the counter to look at the newspaper from over her shoulder. "Hmm. Oh, split-level house." I say, planting a kiss on her head and returning the dishes. She had made pancakes and bacon for breakfast, but she is still eating the pancake that she won't finish. "Oh, thanks," she says with a smile, putting the last word of the codeword puzzle into the page. There is a crash from the living room, and both of us look at each other before I put a plate down, and she jumps to her feet. We round the corner together, finding the culprit of the noise sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of a broken picture frame. "Clarissa, what did we say about touching the pictures on the wall?" Jane asks her sternly as I pick her up from under her arms. She lets out a laugh as I hoist her into the air, and I
JaneHe doesn't stop running until we reach the bedroom, and the nerves in my stomach seemlessly reappear. He uses his foot to close the door as his hands cup my face, pulling me into his kiss. I respond greedily, running my hands through his soft brown hair. His legs gently usher mine backwards until the back of them bumps into the side of his bed. When his lips pull away from mine, and he moves them down my neck, I take a sharp breath in. "Wait," I say, trying my best to stay focused on the topic in my head. "Yeah?" He says, lips still brushing against the skin of my neck. Despite my thoughts, I pull my head back to allow him better access. "What if," I start to say, but have to hold my breath when his hands find the zipper of my dress. He inches it down slowly, while continuing to tickle me with his kisses. "Yeah?" His voice is raspy as he pulls away from my neck, taking my lips with his again while his hands start to push my dress down from my shoulders. It slides down easily
JaneIt's Sharyl on the other side of the door, and I hold my breath to make sure she can't hear me. "You lost my bride?" Luke says with a smile on his face, but his voice sounds stern, selling the part to his mother on the other side of the door. I bite my lip to keep the laughter in that threatens in my voice. "No, she just. Are you sure she's not in there? Whose in there with you, Luke?" Damn wolf hearing. He rolls his eyes before pulling the door open to reveal a very pissed off mom. "Luke! Don't you know it's bad luck to see her? You were supposed to be downstairs ten minutes ago," her words trail off as she takes him by the arm, dragging him downstairs with her. He looks back at me one last time, throwing me a thumbs-up from over his shoulder. I lag behind them slowly until Rebecca meets me at the back door. "You had me worried, Jane." Her voice is light with excitement, but I can hardly manage a tight smile in her direction. "Sorry. It's just a lot," I say, taking in a de
JaneGood goddess all mighty, Shayrl and Rebecca have not let me rest a wink since we told them we were getting married. I think Rebecca enjoys doing it because it takes her mind off James, and Shayrl likes teaching me all there is about being a good Luna and Queen. Every time we have a conversation, I can tell she is hurting without her mate. Even though he cheated on her and has done unspeakable things, he is still her mate. I just can never be the person she talks to about it.We wanted the wedding to be soon, but I didn't think they would insist on putting it all together in the timespan of two weeks. I haven't hardly spent any time with Luke, but both Rebecca and Shayrl say it is for the best. They claim the distance will make the wedding day special. "Purple or blue?" "Yellow or pink?" "Chocolate or velvet?" "Bridesmades?" That was a whole day's worth of explanation. So many questions that I couldn't answer, because I have never had chocolate cake, or any cake for that mat
Jane Luke wasn't very thrilled at what I told him I needed to do, but here he is driving me to where we're headed. I keep the map in my lap, hovering the crystal above it every so often, ensuring that he is still in the same spot."Are you sure about this?" Luke asks for the thousandth time as we pull into the parking lot of the rough-looking motel. It is single-story, and the stench of cigarettes can be smelled from miles away from it. I turn my nose up in disgust as I unbuckle my seatbelt. "Yes, I am sure. What's he gonna do, kill me?" I ask with a sly grin directed at him. It is possible that he thinks I have become arrogant since coming back to life, but the truth is, I am just masking my fear with the use of jokes. It seems to be very effective, for now that is. "Don't forget the safe word, alright? I'll be there in an-" I cut him off with a sigh and a smile, adjusting the hood over my head as the rain falls heavily over us. "I got it, Luke," I tell him, watching the wolf com
LucasHer hand is cold in mine, and I can't stop the pain that runs through me. I should bury her, move on, but I just can't let go. Arch has knocked on the door a few times since we got back, trying to get me to come out and talk to the warriors, but I can't bring myself to do it. I miss her. So many things I wish I had done before this. I should have claimed her as mine instead of worrying about things out of our control. It's not her fault she couldn't have kids. I should have been the person she could talk to about it instead of the person pushing her away from it. I can't stand myself right now, and all I want to do is keep her hand in mine until I wake from this nightmare. Just as I am about to drift to sleep, knees on the floor and her hand in mine as she lies on the bed, I feel her. The twitch in her hand. I blink into the crook of my arm, freeing the welled tears inside of them. Maybe I was just imagining it. It's been almost three days since the attack. But it happens ag