Dc Tamaraneans Novels & Stories

Tamara's POV I just stared at Dante, frozen, with my heart pounding in my chest. I wasn’t sure I’d heard him right. “What... what did you just say?”My voice came out shaky and barely louder than a whisper but he heard me. I watched Dante look hesitant, his jaw tightening as if he really didn’t want to repeat the words. But after a moment, he exhaled deeply, locking his eyes with mine. “Tamara... Your pack members were attacked last night. Some of them were killed.”

she introduced herself, her voice smooth and commanding, "and this is Tamar." Damien shook her hand firmly, his own demeanor polite but tinged with curiosity. "Damien," he replied, his voice steady. "One of Zeke's lovers." Zeke wrapped an arm around Damien's waist in a show of pride, pulling him closer as he nodded toward Tamar. "Say hi, Tamar," Imelda prompted, and Tamar waved with a bright, "Hi there!" her eyes sparkling with interest.

She did it so gently that Taggart didn't notice. “Man only believes what he sees as fact. Even though creatures like us exist, we consider ourselves magical, mystical, and scary. That's why the elders want us to only mate with immortals, not mortals.” Tamara explained, adding a bit of arrogance to her sentences. Taggart was still listening quietly. Maybe if someone else spoke, he would be angry. But this time, he heard Tamara. ***