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GINGER The only question I could think to ask was, Will my wolf come back? "Okay, dear. You have your question?" I nodded. "Wonderful, now shuffle please." She handed me the deck. I did as asked, shuffling for a few seconds, and then handed it back to her. Again, she fanned out the cards. "Please pick one and turn it over." I hovered my hand over the deck for a bit until I finally found one to pull. I flipped it over. Death. I let out a cry and ran out of the room, unable to listen to what Sybil was going to tell me. I couldn't bear to hear it. I ran until I was outside, down the street, and then I leaned my back against the brick wall of a building and began sobbing. I'd already been so emotional all day, and that had finally put me over the edge completely. All I wanted to do was go home and pretend I'd never seen that card. "Gigi!" Tyce's voice rang out. I looked up to see him jogging over to me. Once he got close enough, he asked, "What was that all about? Why did you run out
GINGER The evening of the full moon finally came. This was the night of all or nothing. Either my wolf came back or I'd finally have to accept that she was gone for good and any life I'd continue to live would have to be as a human. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the moment of truth. After all the lights in my house were out and everyone was asleep, I snuck out once again as I had since I'd come home for the summer. It was the perfect night, with a cloudless sky, and the full moon shining down onto earth in all its glory. I crossed my fingers and hoped it was a good omen as I slipped into the forest to make my way to my usual spot. My stomach squeezed with nervousness. I didn't know if I was ready. What if all of this pain and suffering I'd endured had been for nothing? What if my wolf really was never coming back? No! I straightened my shoulders. That was the wrong attitude. She would come back. She had shown signs, and even Sybil told me she wanted to come back. So wh
TYSON She quietly cried in the front seat, her tears spilling down her cheeks, chin, and neck. Seeing her like that pained me and broke my heart. I absolutely hated it and was ready to destroy entire cities to make her happy again. Once we were on our way, I asked, "When you said you don't have a wolf, what does that mean?" "It means exactly what it sounds like. I. Don't. Have. A. Wolf. I can't shift. I'm basically just a human." "But how? How is that possible? Your twin has one and you smell like a werewolf…" "Because I made a dumb mistake seven years ago. I was only twelve and really stupid, and now I don't have a wolf anymore." She began sobbing again, and I decided to stop with the questions for the time being. But I still wanted to know more. I wanted to know everything. And, most of all, I wanted to make it better. I wanted to fix whatever was making Gigi cry so much. I went into the place I'd never been before—a human hospital. And I hated it. It was so depressing, filled
BLAKE As I descended the stairs, a faint smell of a decomposing body wafted into my nose—the scent oddly feline. I scrunched my nose as the aroma got stronger. I was planning to continue following it to see what it was when I was distracted by the ring of the doorbell. Jack and Tyler walked in as soon as I opened the door and similarly began sniffing. "What's that smell?" Jack asked, scrunching his own nose. "What, are you using the packhouse as a torture chamber now?" Tyler asked. "Do I need to call CPS on you for traumatizing my nieces or nephews before they're even out of the womb?" We followed the scent into the dining room, where a plastic bag was left in the middle of the table. I untied it immediately, only to be greeted by the head of a bloodied bobcat. "What the fuck?" "Blake! I know you don't like my cat videos, but you don't have to go all Godfather on me!" Tyler chuckled. Jack joined him in laughter and added, "For someone that likes pussy, you sure don't respect it.
GINGER On Friday morning, I turned over and looked at my phone to see another text message from Tyce waiting for me and my stomach did a somersault. Tyson Chicken: Hey how's your leg? Fuck, I was in way too deep. I was trying my best to ignore him, but he definitely wasn't getting the hint, and I couldn't lie and say I wasn't having a very hard time keeping my mind off him. I moaned into my pillow. He now knew my big secret and he had to understand why we had to stay away from each other, right? I mean, this was clearly a one-way street to heartbreak. My phone pinged again. Tyson Chicken: In case you forgot you're due for your next shot today. Do you need a ride? I moaned again. He was right. I could probably just ask to borrow the family car and go myself without him. But something inside me was desperate to see him again. No, I couldn't stay away. I was about to get out of bed when Paige burst into the room. "Holy Artemis, Paige! Haven't you ever heard of knocking? You could
GINGER He leaned toward me, and in a low, deep, gravelly voice said, "I was thinking about how I want to bite into the inside of your thick, delicious naked thighs, especially now that you're letting me touch you again." I stared at him, my lips parted and breathing turning heavy. A warmth spread through my inner thighs, every part of me awakening with need. "Anyway, we should get to the hospital." He put the car into drive as if he hadn't just overheated my whole body. Fortunately, the wait for my booster wasn't long, and Tyce insisted on holding my hand while they injected me. "Are you going to give me a lollipop too?" I teased him. "The lollipop's for me." He smirked. Then he leaned closer and whispered in my ear. "Be careful, I don’t just lick. I also bite." I'm pretty sure my ears turned red from that comment. Scratch that, my whole body was flushing. Tyce was on a roll with teasing me and I was dying of anticipation. On our way back, he took a turn I wasn't expecting and par
GINGER I rolled into the house around three to Paige with her hands on her hips. "And where have you been?" "Hi, Mom, nice to see you too," I replied, rolling my eyes. "What happened to your arms?" She came closer. "And your pants?" I looked down to see that my linen pants were dirt-streaked and torn. Well, there went one leg-covering item. "Nothing. Just another spill." "You're not usually that clumsy." "Maybe I'm getting old." "Seriously, Gigi?" I shrugged and turned to walk upstairs to change. Before I got too far, she said, "You smell like Alpha Tyce. That wouldn't happen to have anything to do with what happened, would it?" I stopped for a second, caught off guard. But I decided to just ignore her and continue on my way until I was safely in my room and able to close the door. Fuck, I didn't think I'd be able to get away with wearing long sleeves too. I examined the scratches along my arms and wondered how long it would take them to fully heal. I groaned as I pulled a ma
JASMINE "Blake, Blake, wake up," I gently shook my mate's shoulder. He stirred and opened his mesmerizing blue eyes to me. His lips turned upward into a smile as he brushed my hair out of my face. "Blake, the pups—they're kicking." He instantly moved his hand to my belly, sparks drifting across my skin as he kept it there, little pops inside me. His smile widened. "I can feel them! Already alpha warriors." He pulled me against him and kissed me. "I wouldn't expect any less of course, with two alpha parents." I snuggled into him, listening to the drumming of his heart in his chest. "You've been getting better, Blake." "Maybe you're just getting used to it like I have." "No, I definitely think you're getting better." He didn't say anything and rubbed his hand up and down my back. I could barely bring myself to get out of bed to get ready for the day. It didn't help that I was constantly exhausted. Growing twins in six months was taking a toll on me, and I imagined alpha ones likely