Fallon POVAs we drive into the city, I feel a sense of urgency. I am not sure why I feel so urgent, but I do. I look around, thinking I will see the ancestors leading the way or watching me, but all I see are rows and rows of buildings. "Are we staying in the city or away from the city?" I ask Bruce.Bruce looks behind him and then moves over into the other lane. He takes an exit as I continue to look around and wait for his answer. "We are staying in a hotel in the French Quarter. It is close to the magic shop. My sister is meeting us there. I think you will love her. You and Libby have a lot in common," Bruce answers.The traffic is getting more hectic, and people are walking out into the street. I should be afraid. This is my first time in a big city, but instead, I feel at home and peaceful. Odd that someone who likes the quiet would enjoy the hustle and bustle of a big city. Of course, my mind could change tonight when I am actually walking around the city.Bruce pulls into a s
Fallon POVBruce and I step out of the hotel onto Royal Street. We are in the heart of the French Quarter. The music is coming at us from all directions. There are street performers dancing up the street. I have never seen so many different types of people. I watch them for a moment taking all of it into my soul. People are dressed in costumes, posing in the streets for tourists. I understand why people come here. As we walk down the street toward the little magic shop, I close my eyes for a moment and let my heart listen to the music. I am in heaven. "It's beautiful. I cannot believe what I am hearing and seeing," I say.Bruce stops. "Not as beautiful as you," he says. He touches my chin and gives me a half smile. I smile. I have been in New Orleans for maybe an hour, and I already feel peaceful and at home. The noise doesn't bother me. Bruce stops in front of a storefront that is boarded up and closed. His expression drops from happy to upset. "This is it. But there is nothing h
Fallon POVBruce and I leave the Z brothers and the little magic shop. I do not feel like I know any more now than I did when I left home, but I have a book with my family history. I guess that is something. Maybe there is something in this book to help me sort out my past."You okay?" Bruce asks me.I look up at his blonde hair blowing in the wind. The wind seems to follow us around. It is not windy, and I am not cold, but something in the breeze calls out to me or maybe him."When will you tell me who you really are, Bruce?" I ask him.Bruce pulls my hand to his lips and gently kisses the top of my hand. He looks into my eyes, and I see something different. The wind continues to blow through his hair, and his eyes seem to change."I am nothing to fear. First, a drink and dinner, then we will dive into who I am and your family history," Bruce says.We will go down Royal street to a small side street that seems to turn from pavement to cobblestone. It is not a street, more like a smal
Fallon POVBruce and I go into the back dining room. I look around, but there is no one with us. A table is set for us, and our food is waiting. I see the bloody mary and go straight for it. I need a drink. I begin to drink the bloody mary. I have never been much of a drinker, but right now, I need it."You don't turn 18 until next week. Am I right?" A rough growling voice says.I turn to see a woman. She is thin and short. Her hair is long, and her face is covered. "That is right. I am only 17," I answer.She moves closer. "Well, don't get drunk in my place and cause me to lose my liquor license," she says, laughing. I am not sure the supernatural has a liquor license or if anyone can get here that isn't special in some way. I nod while she laughs."I am Umbra," she says. She moves closer, and I can see her hair is white with small pieces of copper. She was once a redhead, like me."I am Fallon, but I guess you already know that," I say.Bruce steps behind me as Umbra moves closer to
Fallon POVBruce and I leave Umbra's place. I had a few drinks, but not too much. I still want to walk around New Orleans and see the city. I do not want to be falling down drunk. Plus, I still have to read the book the uncles gave me. And the fact that I am underage and do not want any trouble is also a factor. "Are you okay?" Bruce asks me as we step out onto the street. I look back at him and smile. It is strange to me that it took this trip to see him so differently. If only I had time to sort through how I am feeling right now. "You do," Bruce says. He leans down and kisses me before I can say anything. As Bruce kisses me, I listen to the sounds of the city, the music, and people talking and realize I remember this place, but how? If I left here as a baby, how could I? Did my parents bring me here? No one is really saying anything about my past. They want me to discover it by myself."Bruce, I want to dance and have some fun. I can read the book in the morning. Tonight, I wa
Fallon POVBruce and I slowly walk back to our hotel, holding hands and listening to the music. I am at peace in some ways. I know everything that is to come about my family will not come easily, but there is something peaceful about knowing that I have Bruce with me. Hell, I have an entirely new family with me. This family loves me.I know my mother, brother and dad loved me, but the extended family there never cared for me. I understand why now, but it still hurts. Just because I was adopted did not make me any less their family, but I guess to them, I never was family."You keep going off somewhere else. I know all of this is a lot, but you need to know," Bruce says. I feel like there is much more he wants to tell me, but he is holding back. I wonder why.In a dramatic, silly move, I smile at him and throw my hair over my shoulder. "I am fine, I promise," I say.A tall man is waiting for us as we approach the hotel. He reminds me of Ryan. Is this man a wolf? I pull myself closer t
Ryan POVI watch her at the club. I know that is her. Fallon looks exactly like her mother. When Gina called me and told me that she and Sandy saw Fallon or someone who looked like Fallon at a gas station heading toward New Orleans, I knew she would be looking for the Z brothers if it was her.Fallon snuggles into Bruce. He holds Fallon's hand and occasionally kisses her hand. Bruce is not good for her. He is not what she needs. It is my job to watch over her and to protect her. It looks like he is only trying to get into her pants.I have to warn her about the danger waiting for her here. I approach the table. I stand over Bruce. Fallon looks up at me. Damn, she is scared of me. I do not want her to be afraid. I will protect her no matter what.Bruce speaks to me in the old language. "Get out of here. We do not need you or your kind here," Bruce demands.I laugh in his face and slam my hand down on the table. "Remember it is I that saved your life, Bruce. I am here for her, to protec
Bruce POVRyan escapes with Fallon. I am helpless as he takes his Lycan form and jumps down the steps. Chaos is furious. He runs after Ryan and Fallon, but it is too late. Fallon is gone. I don't think Ryan would harm her. I know he wouldn't hurt her, but the things he is about to tell her will ruin everything. Dr. Braum and I carefully planned everything out for Fallon; now, everything is a mess. I wait in front of the door for Chaos to return. I am not chasing Fallon because I know exactly where he is taking her, and I understand why he is taking her there. After Chaos leaves, I will go after Fallon and Ryan. I don't need Chaos to know the secrets I keep. Chaos returns after looking for Fallon and Ryan for over an hour. He is pissed off as he comes back up the stairs. "They got away. That damn Ryan is faster than I remember," Chaos says. I expect him to lash out at me about not helping him chase them, but he doesn't say a word. Maybe that is what he wanted. He wouldn't want me t