Lahat ng Kabanata ng Taming the Big Bad Alpha: Kabanata 231 - Kabanata 240

"Another great performance tonight." Jacob smiled widely as he engulfed Zande in a hug. "You did wonderfully well, cara mia. You were like an angel of light bestowing goodness upon the people who had come to forget their sorrows that had bessetted them during the day, and relax just for the moment and perhaps for the rest of the night. Your songs inspires hope in people and that says something beautiful about you. I am so proud of you." he muttered into her ears, softly biting the soft lobe, promising her of rewards that were to come that night, not minding that Amia and Prest were watching him ,even though their forms were that of leopards. No wonder he had failed whilst trying to get past their mind guards the last time they had fought. They weren’t natural leopards! Zande basked in Jacob’s praise, her cheeks tainted with a blush as she swooned. Most times, after singing, Dedari and the rest of the group just tapped her shoulder and say ’a good job’, but hearing real praise from J

Zande was in the dressing room, putting the finishing touches on her makeup again. The first performance had made her sweat a lot. She liked to put it on herself in a human manner. It soothed her somehow before she went on stage. It was also her habit before each concert to scan the minds of the crowd, and try to find those in need so that she could pick the songs most suited to healing and helping. It was important to her to seek the mood of the audience, listen for what they wanted to hear, their favorite ballads or the haunting new melodies she could produce. She liked to know which people had come to more than one of her concerts, who had traveled long distances to see her perform. Sometimes after her shows she would seek out those who had traveled far or often to hear her sing and introduce herself to them and chat.For the most part, the crowd was eager, moving restlessly, excitedly, in their seats, eager to hear her sing. Zande tuned them out in order to prepare herself for t

It took both Dedari and Jacob to restrain Prest before he burst through the closed door. He snarled at them, his fangs savage, eyes red hot with killing rage. It was Dedari who spoke to him, using the family’s peculiar mental path that Jacob was slowly becoming familiar with. The order was velvet soft, soothing, a promise of protection for Amia. Prest took a calming breath and nodded his reluctant acquiescence, relaxing beneath the grip of the two hunters.Jacob dissolved immediately, flowing beneath the door into the room as tiny molecules in the air. The three leopards were pacing restlessly, low warning growls rumbling deep in their throats. He tried to touch their minds but found chaos and anger, the mood dangerous to any that might enter the room. Amia had deliberately buried herself deep within the body of the leopard she had assumed to prevent the one who sought her from telling her apart from the other two real specimens. She paced along with them, every bit as moody and da

Zande was so beautiful, she took his breath away. Jacob watched the way she moved, gentle and flowing, her hips swaying, her long hair cascading like waves of silk down her back to brush around her slender body, drawing attention to curves and hollows. He wanted to carry her off to some secluded spot for all time, out of danger, away from prying eyes. He wanted to listen to her voice for eternity and watch her smile and light up the spaces around her.At once, even in the midst of her laughing softly into the microphone, seemingly totally bonded with the crowd, he felt the brush of her fingertips at the nape of his neck, and hot flames engulfed his gut and clenched his muscles so that he stood still, shocked at the power of her touch over him. He had spent years feeling empty, a gaping hole in his very soul, so that what little compassion and gentleness he had once experienced had slowly seeped away, lost to him. She had brought back his emotions, his joy in life. He had always thou

Jacob let his breath out slowly. "Amia will be whole again, sweetheart, whole and happy once more. Time can heal where other things cannot. I feel it. I know it will happen. Do not continue to know such sorrow. She will return to you in a way totally unexpected. I do not know how I know this, but I do."Her large eyes searched his face before her long lashes veiled her expression. "You are not just saying this to ease my mind?""I do not say things to ease anyone’s mind. You should know that about me by now. Lifemates cannot tell an untruth to one another. Seek the information in my mind, Zande, and you will know I believe in what I say to you. And I will call her Amia as you wish me to. If it is your desire that she be a sister to me, then it will be so.""Why do you never speak her name?"He shrugged with his easy, casual grace, the ripple of power he took for granted, the enormous strength she was coming to know. "Habit. We do not often socialize with unclaimed females of our socie