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he said, "oh, and I hope you feel better!" I gave him a wave, hopefully facing the right direction, and when the doors closed, I finally peeled off my blindfold. Dakota was, as usual, seated at his desk. However, today he had on a button up shirt that was short sleeve instead of his usual long sleeve, and his jacket was hanging on the back of his chair. This was a rare look for him, but I had to admit he looked so damn good. His tanned arms were stretched onto his desk, and I saw the muscles in his biceps twitching as he typed furiously into his laptop.

"Come here, you little troublemaker. Nah, I’m not mad at you." Bram and Dahlia both kissed Dakota on the cheeks as Todd walked in. "Hey, save some love for Uncle Todd, and Jason," Todd said, grinning. Dakota stretched her arms out, and Todd scooped her up. "You two definitely know how to make some good-looking kids," Todd said, eyeing Dakota. "But if she’s got even a lick of your wild streak, we’re all screwed." Dakota’s crescent moon birthmark peeked out on her tiny arm—her little mark of being a true Luna princess.

That happiness, and it sure as hell ain’t in this palace. My finger traces the art on his skin, and I realize Dumbo has something very similar. Is this another cousin? A brother? My mind is still humming, and I realize I’m staring at myself. The person I know is inside me still. Yet she looks so different in a sleeveless shirt and shorts. Mud covers her arms and legs both. I pull the page so hard to turn it, I nearly rip it out. “Dakota of Misty Glen. Father is Alpha Braden, mother is Luna Alice. Age: 16, unmated.”

We talked about how we passed today’s training and I laughed when I told the girls how happy Drake looked when Dakota was straddling him on the floor making them all go into fits of laughter at the thought of it… we talked about our work, and that I had started painting again and that I had managed to save even more money to hopefully one day have my own gallery. Maisie was a dentist assistant and would always tell us funny stories about the client’s reactions while they were high on Novocaine. Lola worked for her families company that specialised in a range of posh and expensive cars that were hired when anyone in the town would want to do travelling, most of the town used bicycles or motor

Maxwell looked over at Dakota and noticed that her nipples were quite erect and that she could see little goosebumps forming on her breasts. "If it is too cool out here for you, we could go inside." She responded, "No, I love the cool morning air here. It makes me feel so alive. Plus, it helps me wake up, along with the coffee." Maxwell continued, "All right, good. Now tell me something: are we in danger sitting out here naked, of the owner dropping by unexpectedly?" Dakota smiled, reaching over and patting his arm. "No, she lives out of state, and I manage the property for her, so we're all good sitting here like this."

All in, it would take us over 30 hours of travel, and we’d be arriving a day late at the resort, but it was still better than nothing. I booked the flights. “Bundle up,” I said, a bright smile on my face. “Come on, we gotta hurry.” “What are you talking about?” Dakota asked. “We can’t go anywhere. Not in this weather.” “We most certainly can,” I assured her. “But how? Look at the driveway?” she told me. I walked over and picked up Stanley’s little toy snow mobile. Holding it up, I smiled slyly at Dakota. “If this can make it through scrambled eggs, then it can easily make it through that snow storm outside.”

Things weren't easy after River and I got into an argument. Two weeks had passed. Helen was stuck right in the middle of things. I bought a 2004 Dodge Ram that was black. It had an extended cab. It was always good to have a four-wheel-drive in Montana. The winters were terrible. Sometimes it was hard to get to town and back home.

Dakota places her hands on the computer tower and we watch the screen as she quickly goes through files. “I got through to Nico, he has ordered everyone to rescue those with the pentacle star burned into their right hand. You’re people are safe,” I tell her. Tears of joy stream down Dakota’s face as she smiles at me. She turns her attention back to the computer and continues to focus on her task at hand. Suddenly the blueprints to this bunker appear and we all smile as she prints one out. “We are here. There is a kitchen but there is another room labeled herb storage. I think we should head to the herb storage rather than the kitchen,” says Dakota.

North Dakota, 2009 Brown leaves covered the ground from past years. The leaves on the trees were green as spring turned into summer. Lost once again he wandered in the woods. His uncle told him not to wander far in fear this would happen. Again. Caleb tried to remember how long he had been walking. He had been thinking of his parents again and lost track of time, and he wasn’t watching where he was going either. He was thinking about the accident that claimed both his mother and his father’s lives. He remembered everything that happened that night and the last words they said to him.

Bridget snared I should try to wave Dakota away. "I suggest that you keep your pants on, Bridgy," Dakota replied with a little smile on her face as she tried to tug at Bridget's cheek but she slapped her hand away. "I have been on vacation in Prague and the little rumour I heard is that your father is moving a lawsuit against you for that little stunt you pulled on I*******m. If you don't want it to be longer than a probable year sentence, I suggest you keep that little mouth of yours shut."