Romans & histoires Yor Briar

Chapter 1 Stepping in All of the Barbara’s men were around Bria's condo. They were all cleaning the crime that happened inside. Wiping my twin sister's blood and carrying the body of Bria out of the room. They were making sure that no one gets to know what happened yet, concealing the truth. “My goodness,” it was my mother, Britney Barbara. “Who did this to our daughter? Who?!”

Briar Reef isnÕt the big city where people minded their own. Why just from her investigation this morning she knew firsthand how the people here stuck their noses in everyone elseÕs business. The neighbors were a font of information on Melissa SherryÕs comings and goings. They did everything but give her exact times and dates, and some of them came close.

But she didn’t wait for me to try. Briar slid off the bed, like she was holding herself together by sheer will. Without looking at me again, she walked to the door. And then she was gone.

Bri’s breathing grew shaky and when I looked at her, she was sniffing the air. “What’s going on?” I asked her in a whisper, so only she could hear me. “I smell something…. Delicious,” she whispered back, her voice tremoring. “It’s like…. Hot chocolate with those little marshmallows. But not the powdering hot chocolate… homemade hot chocolate.” “Is it Alex? Because of your mate bond?” She shook her head, allowing her long auburn hair to fly around her face. “No… he smells like the earth. Fresh mowed grass and pine,” she answered. “Nothing like this….”

Krister replied with a small smile. “Do you know where that bar is?” she just asked, sighing, her arms falling to her sides. “Yeah, I know where that is.” he nodded his head, noticing her condition right now so he went to his supply cabinet to pull out a few pills for her after she ate the food that was ordered. “Eat first before you take the medicine. So it won't get worse.” “Thank you,” she whispered before taking a seat. “Am I not going to talk? He’ll be more suspicious!”

The table was hidden from view unless a person looked carefully and had a source of light, such as a Bifga. Hushed voices grew louder as the staircases started to creek. Two figures stood in the distance and they looked short, like the size of children. "Roy, did you bring with a Bifga?" A squeaky girls voice asked. "Sebastian that's Roy Silva and Darcy Enits. They in our class." Mark whispered as he started to climb out of our hiding spot. "Wait, let's see why they here first okay," I stated as I pulled him back.

And I hated just how natural command looked on him, and how much I understood why they obeyed. My hand found a spine I had not meant to touch. The Lunar Trials: Forgotten Queens of the Northern Packs. I read the title twice before my fingers closed around the book. Forgotten queens. The word lodged in my throat like a promise. The cover was heavy, dark blue leather, silver faded to pewter. When I opened it the scent of old paper rose up, dust and ink and something older. I found myself getting lost as I stared at the page for a second, and it was then that I genuinely forgot that I was in the Alpha’s office at all.

Which is exactly why my eyes are currently squeezed shut while I attempt to breathe through a meditation app that sounds suspiciously like a woman orgasming softly over rainforest noises. Inhaling deeply, all I can focus on is them. I’m starting to recognize each of their scents individually, which feels like the first warning sign of complete psychological collapse. Corrian smells of whiskey and the inside of a fireplace. Leo smells like rain and leather, wild. River is clean, cold water and forest shadows. Ezra, expensive warmth, and devotion. And Jax…smells like trouble. Sweet and warm and boyish in the most dangerous possible way. Sugar and bad decisions made at three in the morning.

Maybe she was going to find something similar today but he didn't understand why it was so urgent that she would go out in the light drizzle of rain despite the fact that she was spoilt and always hated the rain. He was still deep in thought when he finally heard her bark excitedly while wagging her tail furiously like she had finally found it. He came over and inspected what she had found. They were close to the river now. At first he didn't see anything of significant importance. He crouched while watching Lily paw at a fallen tree truck. He came closer and what he saw made his blood turn cold. Right there under the dead tree was a girl. She had dark skin made to look dirty by the soil. An