Chapter 60 When I woke up in the morning Raziel was not in bed, he wasn’t even home. That was strange... I’m turning 21 today, and for him to not be here when I woke up? He must be busy with whatever his surprise is. I jumped in the shower, and when I got out, I noticed an outfit picked out for me sitting on the chaise lounge at the foot of the bed. It was an extremely pretty gold dress, with a slit on one side up to my upper thigh. The top was backless with a higher neckline, and a strap that just went around my neck. It was glittery and gorgeous. I put my hair in beachy waves, as I knew Raziel liked it that way. It must be a brother thing. I thought, then laughed for thinking that and Wynter laughed too. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RAYNE!” She shouted. “Thank you!” I said. “I’m sorry about the mate bond... I know today would be a whole different type of day if things were a little different.” I said to her, surprised that I didn't feel the dull ache of the void when I talked about it. “I kn
Chapter 61 My entire pack was here! Roman came in behind me yelling surprise and blowing into one of those little horn things that make an obnoxious noise. You know, the ones with the streamers on the end. I couldn’t help but laugh at his childlike nature. I could smell the burgers and plethora of other grilled foods and looking towards the smell there were Wolves cooking. Even though I swear we had just eaten, I definitely wanted to eat whatever it was they were making. There was an open bar on the other side of the arena that I spotted, which I was definitely going to partake in, and the whole arena was decorated in gold decorations. I noticed that everyone there was wearing something gold. Some, more than others, but most were wearing an accent of gold, all matching my dress perfectly. Raziel really went out of his way to plan this, and I smiled at the thought. I could hear electronic dance music, my favorite genre, playing in the background and Wolves were out dancing on the da
Dedication-To my best friend MikeThank youfor believing in me when I had a crazy idea to write a bookfor letting me bounce ideas off you even if I just bounced them off myselffor telling me that I was going to finish the book, even when I thought I never wouldfor supporting me regardless of what I named my characters or how it was spelledfor literally just being there through the entire insane processfor dealing with me currently through book 2 as wellfor being a huge part of this bookThank you so much!
Chapter 1 “Damn… You are so beautiful. Are you even Human?” Eric asked, as he trailed his fingers and lips down the side of my cheek. I will admit I was guilty of lying to my boyfriend… I am definitely not Human… I am a Werewolf. But I am not forced to shift, therefore I can keep it a secret. He can’t hear my Wolf, Wynter, speaking to me in my mind either. I never meant to lie to him… the topic just never came up. Not that I think he would have looked at me differently, had I told him. But why go through all of the drama? I knew this relationship wouldn’t last. They never do, not with… him, the Demon, watching my every move. In fact, I was surprised he hadn’t already showed up. “Rayne, you know you shouldn’t be doing this… You know what happens when he gets mad.” Wynter whimpered in my mind. I ignored her when Eric’s lips met mine. Any thought of the Demon who watches me in the night was lost, along with my willpower. I moaned softly against Eric's lips, allowing him to pull me clos
Chapter 2 It was sunrise before we finally slowed down enough for me to comprehend where we were. The clearing was unfamiliar, and I could smell the scent of the wet blades of grass that were sticking to our paws. Being in Wolf form had its perks. I could smell much more than in Human form. I could even smell some sort of breakfast food wafting through the air. My stomach grumbled at the scent, I hadn’t realized I was starving until that very moment. The forest was behind us and there was a clearing to the side of us. I still had no idea exactly where we were, but the sun was just rising up over the horizon, casting a beautiful orange glow. Living here, in Maine, my entire life, I could tell you that it never lacked a beautiful landscape no matter which way I turned. Looking down into the city below us, the cityscape was immaculate. Skyscrapers reached through the air, and you could clearly see the outline of the entire city, block by block from up here. Even as early as it was the
Chapter 3 On the way back my mind was racing. I couldn’t keep it quiet even if I had tried. On top of my insistent guilt over Eric’s death, I was also thinking about my Demon… We passed an old abandoned wishing well in the forest, and I couldn't help but remember the first experience I ever had with him. I was 9 years old. I was living with my mother in a small, cozy cottage just on the edge of the Obsidian pack. It was close to where I currently live now. We weren't part of a pack back then though, it was just us. Me and her. Thinking back, it was a little strange that we didn’t live in a pack, being Wolves and all. I never knew my father and my mother never bothered to bring him up. I figured if she never did I wouldn't either. He was a forgotten staple in our household, but I preferred it that way. My mother always used to say that we were strong and didn’t need anyone to protect us. I always believed her. Honestly, what I wouldn’t give to be able to hear her words of wisdom
Chapter 4The bucket finally reached me but I was spinning. My mind wouldn't quiet down long enough for me to make a rational decision. I didn’t have to get inside… I could just stay down here. Right? I knew I was trapped no matter what I did… And if the Reaver didn't kill me, my mother would... At that moment, I didn't know which thought was scarier… It was a lose lose. I hesitated and looked back up at the Reaver who was waiting for me. I hadn't even reached for the rope and bucket yet. I still wasn’t sure if I even would. He seemed to be waiting patiently, but why wouldn’t he? He knew I had no other way out. “Take the rope.” He said. The way his voice sounded as it echoed between the flat stones and nestled its way into my ears, struck enough fear into my small body that I listened. Immediately I grabbed the rope and climbed into the bucket. It was really the only thing I could do being 9 years old and stuck in an impossible situation. I had no other option and we both knew this.
Chapter 5As if he was forced, he slowly set my mother down and released his fiery hold. I had no idea what he was thinking or feeling because his face was stoic, and emotion rarely seemed to cross his features. It was only a brief second that he caught me looking at him before I turned and ran to her side. She had already shifted back into her Human form, and before I could realize what was going on she had grabbed me and was holding me tightly to her chest. Her platinum eyes were darker than I have ever seen them as her Wolf fought to get back out. "Are you ok Rayne?? Did he hurt you?!" She tore her hardened gaze from the Reaver to inspect me and when I turned to look back at him, he was gone. He saved my life and listened to my pleas, allowing my mother to live… All of this, and I had no idea who he was at the time… Why would a Reaver do that? It never made any sense to me after all the stories I was told about them. I questioned my mother for months after that, but she refused t