"You mean the creator is going to speak with us directly," the Alpha asks, and his sister peels her gorgeous eyes off me to nod at him. "For the second time in our history, the Creator wishes to relay information directly. I have been preparing my body since you contacted me, and the Creator informed me there would be a merging again," the Oracle says as she takes a seat on a velvet-looking couch. The Alpha gets a concerned look on his face, and my thoughts immediately center on his worried expression. Anything that gets him concerned must be big. His gorgeous mouth drops into a deep frown, and my fingers twitch. Seeing him upset makes my entire body uncomfortable. I step forward unconsciously, but when his eyes snap to me, I freeze. I want to touch him so badly. My body is practically screaming for contact, but my brain fears upsetting him. It's as if some weird instinct is telling me my touch will help him, but my rational human brain remembers all the times I accidentall

As the sky grows darker, I see Alpha Dom grow more and more anxious. His beautiful green eyes are constantly flicking between the window and his resting sister. After telling us all she knew, The Oracle decided to take a nap to prepare. I sat down near the door, and my mate remained kneeling by her side. As I have watched him, I have grown worried about him. He hasn't shifted his knees once to make himself more comfortable, and his muscles have remained tight. His cheek has been steadily moving due to the pressure he is applying on his jaw, and I am concerned he might blow. I want to speak words of encouragement to him, but I know absolutely nothing about what is to come. If I say, "don't worry, she will be fine," he will look at me like I am just a dumb human. "The sun will set within seconds, Human Taylor and my sister will merge with the creator. If...if the worst happens, do not come near me. I will transform into my Lycan form to release my anger and grief. I do not w

As I sit at the luxurious dining table, my mind runs through a million different scenarios. Scenarios that change depending on which guy I focus on. Like...never entering the forest and growing old with Nathan. Or maybe mating and living forever as a half-Lycan. Having kids...can I have kids with Dom? If I do stay with him, are we destined to never have children. With Nathan, I could have had one. I also would have been stuck in a job I hated, but a chance at being a mother sounds good. But if I am a Lycan, I will be expected to fight against the thirsty one. I don't know how to fight. Inside the human city, I am safe, bored, but safe. I turn the glass of water slowly as if it's in sync with my wheeling mind, completely ignoring the nosy lycans watching me. I have avoided answering any of their questions and instead asked for some water to buy me some time. They haven't backed off, but they haven't asked again, either. They seem to be waiting for me to crack or ask them somethin

I hug my knees close to my chest as I watch some Lycans wrestle in the courtyard behind the massive castle. I feel so cold, and I don't know why. The air outside is warm, and the sun is hitting the area around me. Ever since my annoyance with Domenico left, I have felt weak and cold. I want to see him and have him hug me, but my pride is telling me to stay away. I shake my head a little to push back my thoughts about my mate. Anytime I even think of his name I begin to obsess about him. Where is he? What is he doing? Is he okay? It's baffling me. I have never felt this possessive or obsessive over someone. Nathan was my best friend and lover, but I could go hours without wondering what he was up to. The lycans I am watching seem relaxed and comfortable. They don't even seem to mind that I am staring at them, and I am glad. I would hate to be told I need to go back inside. I am tired of counting the lines in the wood. I needed something else to stare at. Something moving and alive

I feel so giddy. Domenico has asked me to dine with him. After telling his pack about me, he hasn't really left my side. He constantly observes me without saying anything unless it's a question about my life. I have covered everything about my short life, and he seems to be soaking it in. Not just soaking it in, actually, but intrigued. But it is confusing to me since I have only ever lived in one place. I haven't seen very much of the world, and since I am so young, life is a challenge. Compared to me, he is sophisticated and cultured. But I am still excited to spend time with him. The Oracle, Alessia, and Giulia have gone to great lengths to get me a summer dress from the city. So for the first time since telling his pack, I am his mate, Domenico isn't by my side. My two bodyguards are. "Yellow is a good color for your skin," Giulia says while looking like a fashion credit. She has circled me twice while holding her chin, and my nerves are shot. They won't let me see wh