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she asked with a smile. “Never better.” He said as he kissed her gently. “now let’s get home so we can move on to the next stage.” “I think that is the plan.” Deanna said as she looked at him, “Whatever comes next is going to be fine as we move on.” “The next part is the main part of the storm. We are just close to the eye wall.” Max said as he shut the door to the van and walked around. As he did Deanna thought to herself, they will just have to break the eye wall themselves.

Who's gonna rock you when the sun won't let you sleep? Who's waking up to drive you home when you're drunk and all alone? Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning? It ain't me, no, no It ain't me, no, no It ain't me, no, no. ❤️ ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ ❤️ VANESSA' POV❤️

★。＼｜／。★ VANESSA DAVIS ★。／｜＼。★ The sun was brutal overhead, baking the field until the air shimmered faintly. I suddenly missed the cloudy, cooler weather. It was nicer. It was yesterday, but I’m already missing it. This heat is back with a vengeance. But at least the roads will clear up soon enough. Even with the buzz of voices and the shuffle of feet, there was a strange, heavy stillness — like the whole pack was holding its breath.

He looks away, “I didn't mean to blind side you with the wedding talk.” “You didn't. I already knew.” I shrug, although my heart is going at it like I just ran a marathon. “I just didn't expect to hear it tossed around like… weather.” Of all metaphors in the world, Lyra…weather? A pause follows. Then he steps closer. Not too close, but just enough. Enough to send whiffs of his scent my way– enough to have the heat radiating off him coloring my face beet red. “Everything with us feels like weather.” He says softly. “Unpredictable. Thunder one second. Silence the next.”

Without waiting for anyone to respond, I left the office. No one followed me. …………………………… “Goddess, how I’ve missed this,” laughed Weather, running through the forest at top speed, loving the feeling of the wind in our fur. “The only thing that would make this better is if Storm were here.” Weather had yet to officially meet Storm and I knew how much she wanted to spend time with her mate. She had her own explaining to do and after being denied him for so long she was itching to run with him.

HAILSTORM: Yip, was very awkward in between trying to clean myself off KILLER: Ugh I feel sick LACE: Just take note Hailstorm – you threw up numerous times in your college years HAILSTORM: Not ON someone LACE: Not from lack of trying I laughed, continuing my half-hearted conversation with my friends. It was the best way to end the weekend. We’d usually do it on a Friday but I had been at the festival. We spoke about everything under the sun, the girls’ sons having been shipped off to camp, how their husbands drove them nuts, etc. etc. etc. A wide ark was placed around the conversation point of Liam. But my brain kept flashing his face every time the word mate was typed, every time the word –

Dear baby bird Dear sparrow You look alot like me when I lost my wings Dear baby bird don't be discouraged maybe freedom doesn't come in touching the sky Chorus You can fly in the ocean You can soar in your soul you don't need wings to feel free Dear baby bird Dear sparrow Don't feel pressure I know you just wanted to heal Dear sparrow Just hush now may be freedom comes when We don't need to make a sound You can fly and the ocean You can soar in your soul

I felt a wave of DÉJÀ VU I felt down My heart almost throbbing out of place My imagination going wide I feel my emotions disheveled My emotions trying to balance This weird feeling haunting me I keep praying vehemently I felt so low Happy at myself Disappointed with my feelings The feelings that refused to go away I feel so hopeless I need someone to trust with this secret Can I find one? I will keep waiting Waiting, controlling, and disciplining myself To keep this feeling at bay I pray in my heart To tell the right person

Though it was summer , the weather was not as warm as I had liked it to be but apparently that was english climate, summer days were unpredictable. "Pesh " I yelled at the top of my voice , expecting to hear his happy bark in return . However , the only response I got was complete ghosted silence . Worry started to creep its way into my mind as I paced about screaming the damn dog's fucking name , I hated and loved that creature all at the same time . The more I walked , the more lost I became ; "pesh !" I screamed desperately as the sky darkened and the temperature dropped it looked as the heavens ,were angry and shit it was gonna rain .

Poor Byron was confused about the situation. ‘Child, we’re getting closer.’ Helighor informed me. ‘Get your little friends ready because it’s going to be a little chaotic once we enter. On the other side, the environment is not as pleasant as any sea storm. Get your monstrous friend to swim underneath me so you won’t get blown away by the storm?’ ‘Storm? What storm? The water is calm.’ ‘On this side, it’s clear. But in his cage, it isn’t.’ “What’s wrong? You have that look on your face again.” Skyr moved closer to me as he asked.