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Lucy"I'm so sorry, sweetheart," she said. "I-If I'd know what was going to happen... If I'd known..."She reached for me, wrapping her arms around me. Her scent enveloped me, and for a moment, I was a child again in a room I barely remembered, cuddled close to her. Her sobs vibrated against my cheek. Her embrace felt so real, warm, and so familiar. A flickering firelight danced on the nursery walls, painting shadows that stretched and danced. I was bundled in a fleecy blanket that smelled just like her and another scent. Her hands traced soothing circles on my back. Nearby, a low voice hummed a low tune. Was it a lullaby? I couldn't make out the words, but I knew the voice belonged to my father."You've had such a day, haven't you, little one?" She whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "It'll be alright."His voice, low and warm, filled with concern, came from behind me. I felt his presence drawing closer, his warmth. I could smell him."She knows,

TonyWhat lie would he tell? Would I even be able to tell it was a lie? He frowned. Then, he snickered. “Right. My adventure. Well, after I got chased into the subway by Cline and his merry band of would-be kidnappers, a nice old lady directed me to a bookstore across town. Not sure how she did it, but she kept them from finding me.”I narrowed my eyes. "She was a supernatural.""A witch." He pulled the book out of a drawer, dropping it on the counter with a grin. “Sorry to say, but running for my life kicked my ass. I passed out on the couch.”I frowned, pulling the book across the counter to me as Matt kept pulling stuff out of the cabinets.“A bookstore?” He hummed. I skimmed the cover. “Potion Efficacy for the Everday…” He hummed. As I flipped through the pages, I realized that it was more of a potions textbook than a recipe book, though a lot of the dishes were ones that Matt had made. The beef stew from the night before was inside. I scanned the p

TonyMy face throbbed, and my ears were still ringing as I looked down at her. The sterile scent of I had completely forgotten about Ginevra's sister, much the same way I had forgotten her, but seeing her now cut through all of the haze, and my stomach plummeted with guilt. She looked exhausted, harried, like she'd been tearing her hair out. Hadn't Ginevra said once that Nora always tried to be as polished as possible? She was in sales for some cosmetic brands. It was part of her job to look the part. "Tony?" Matt said, pulling me from my thoughts. "I…" I cleared my throat. "I'm sorry, Nora. There were security concerns. It slipped my mind.""Slipped. Your. Mind?" She snarled, eyes glittering with fury. "Ginevra's my sister, you overgrown coyote! How dare you—""I know," I said. "It's… It's been a whirlwind. That's not an excuse; it's just an explanation. As Matt said, it's fixable. She's—""Fixable," she spat. "And the last three years? When you knoc

LucyExcitement and apprehension warred within me. I could feel the heat of his body because we were so close. My stomach flipped at the feeling, but I think I was more nervous than scared. David wouldn't hurt me. He wouldn't force me. He wouldn't do anything unless he was sure that I wanted it too… And somehow, that made me want it more. I smiled at him, reaching out to wrap my arms around him for a hug. He pulled me close, cradling the back of my head in his hand. "It's like you knew I wanted to see you."He chuckled. "I always want to see you. Are you alright?"I hummed and nodded. "Just... soaking up a little warmth."Suddenly, he got warmer, like a low-banked fire was just beneath his skin. The haze over my memories started to clear."Is that new?""Something like that," he said. "You must have had quite the night.""Can we talk about it later? I'm... comparing notes with Duke later.""Sounds good. I pulled back, looking up at him. "May

TonyYellow Ridge receded in the rearview mirror as I drove. My stomach eased, and I dare say I was getting hungrier. Luckily, Matt had packed me lunch. What was in it didn't matter, but I had the strangest craving for a gigantic steak and a side of that pasta he'd made a few nights ago, potions and all. I was probably going to eat whatever it was long before lunch, but that didn't matter. The dull ache in my chest was more than enough to distract me from the hunger pains. Why had I forgotten so much? How had I forgotten so much? And to have it all come back now, just when it was almost certain that I was going to lose Ginevra? It was so unfair. My knuckles whitened around the steering wheel, and the echo of Arwen's taunt about Matt buzzed in my ears. It wasn't jealousy, not entirely. More a primal unease, my wolf's instinct was sniffing out a shift in the pack dynamics. Matt was drawing further and further away from me, and it unnerved me. The question was if I even had a