Sleep did not come easy for Lasci or Purity. As one tossed, the other turned, both with thoughts on their minds. Lasci felt his mind should be focused on safeguarding the home now that an unknown stranger had entered their territory and threatened him. He was never one to act rashly when it came to threats. Lasci’s loss of control could occur from what lay in his bed. A female. Wolf or not, he couldn’t shake the urge to take her and touch the body hidden by the long shirt she was wearing. He noticed the bag of items Johnathan purchased was still untouched, so thoughts of her without underwear worsened. Turning, he couldn’t see above the bed. Thinking that maybe if he looked at Purity once more before bed, he could be satisfied and move on, but as Lasci was about to sit up, he heard her voice. “Grandma, I’m sorry, so, so sorry, please don’t go yet, Grandma, please wait for me. I’m sorry!” Her voice, barely above a whisper, cried out for the grandmother she had mentioned. Lasci ju

Lasci had asked Pru to take a breakfast tray from the kitchen to Purity. Balancing the tray in one hand and slowly opening the door, Pru peeked in first before pushing the door open with his shoulder. “You’re awake?” Purity nodded, “Hello.” Pru finally got a good look at the female, and he was surprised to see how attractive she was. Greenish blue eyes stood out against her fair skin and messy long golden curls. Realizing he was staring at her, he looked at the food tray, “Lasci had me bring this up in case you were hungry. You have to eat something before taking your medication anyway.” Looking back at her, he stood there holding the tray, waiting for her to make room on her lap. “Oh, sorry, um, do you mind helping me use the bathroom first?” “Use the bathroom?” Purity nodded, “Yes, please, I can’t make it there myself. I’m sorry to be a burden.” Remembering she had an injured leg, Pru set the tray on the desk and walked over to the bed. Ripping the blankets off

Purity sat on the shower floor using the showerhead with one hand to rinse her body after washing it the best she could. The murmured sound of Lasci’s voice and the other brother, Pru, could barely be heard through the door. She could hear the comment and reaction to being put in a different room. It made her feel bad. Purity never in her life would have thought this could happen. She grew up very fortunate, raised by her grandmother, always escaping those moments when something could have happened or even killed her. But now, here she was with a hurt leg and wrist. “Guess your good luck has all run out, Purity Jones,” she said softly. She didn’t think the men who had been looking after her were terrible so far. Lasci’s impatience was understandable, and she tried avoiding confrontation the best she could. However, Pru seemed much nicer and more patient. He was much broader than Lasci, she thought. Even his chocolate brown hair was cute, she mused. Lasci’s eyes, framed with his b

Purity wiped her tears and looked at the broken dish on the bed. She felt terrible, but it was an accident. Grabbing the two halves, she stuck them in the nightstand drawer. She promised to fix it once she had the chance. Laying back against the pillow and taking a deep breath, Purity looked toward the window. Rain was starting to tap it. The sound was relaxing, and since she’d taken a shower, focusing was a little easier. She closed her eyes, thinking of what to do about school, her grandmother’s house, and everything else. School had given her two weeks off to get things settled with her grandmother’s home and the funeral, but right now, she hadn’t even had a chance to go to the hospital and deal with that. As for thing’s here, she thought while glancing at the brace on her wrist and leg, they would have to be taken one day at a time. A soft knock came on the door, bringing her out of her thoughts. The door opened, and it was a person she didn’t recognize. She assumed he was th

Lasci grinned to himself, acting like he didn’t hear her. “I’m sure Pru has the SUV pulled out front by now. I’ll carry you down. Try not to move.” “Okay,” Purity replied as Lasci reached his arm under her legs and behind her back, scooping her up. She weighed nothing, he thought to himself and thinking that Tener probably thought the same thing when he carried her up the other day. “You need to eat more.” Nodding, Purity replied, “I usually eat a lot, but the medication gets my stomach in knots, and I don’t feel like eating.” “Regardless if you feel like it or not, you can’t get the proper nutrition if you starve yourself. When we return, I’ll have Johnathan fetch foods you like to eat.” He looked down at her smile and quickly turned as the bedroom door opened. “Oh, sorry,” Tener said, closing the door. “What is it? We’re getting ready to leave.” Lasci knew Tener probably misunderstood, but he wasn’t about to explain himself. Opening the door, Tener peeked his h