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Assassin's Honor Chapter Nine: The Intruder
For a while now, Honorera had suspected that someone was watching her in her dreams. And now she felt like someone was watching her during her waking hours. She couldn’t exactly explain it, she just had that eerie feeling that eyes were following her, and it was starting to irritate her. She scrubbed the dishes with more force than necessary, trying to expel some of her agitation. She hadn't slept well in weeks, because every time she drifted off, she was having some version of the same dream. A sweet, feminine voice was calling her to come into the forest. "You'll find it there..." the voice promised. Find what? Honorera prowled the forest in her dream, looking for she-didn't-know what. Sometimes she forgot that she was looking for anything. Then she got that disturbing feeling that she was being watched. She scanned the trees, but she couldn't see into the darkness. She didn't know whether to be curious or afraid. Was someone else looking for something mysterious in the
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Honorera felt awkward sitting in her English class once she realized that the man in her dreams was none other than Mr. Shepherd. It was weirdly intimate, as though she had seen him naked. She sat in the back of the classroom and kept staring at him, memorizing his features, and sometimes even absently doodling his likeness in her notebooks. Worse still, he seemed to feel her stare and often turned to meet her eyes. There was a strange feeling, a searing heat in her chest whenever their gazes locked, and she struggled to tear her eyes away from his mesmerizing silver-gray orbs. Mr. Shepherd liked to pace through the classroom as he taught the class and when he came near her desk, her heart started to pound as if she had just sprinted across the football field. Sometimes he smiled at her, and she imagined that it was a special smile meant just for her. She almost believed it was a knowing smile, that seemed to suggest that he knew exactly what she was feeling.It was impossible
Assassin's Honor Chapter Eleven: Trust Me
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Assassin's Honor Chapter Twelve: Stray Dog
Honorera washed her hands and started peeling potatoes for dinner. Cooking was something she enjoyed, and she hummed softly while she worked. She was in a good mood and felt calm and relaxed after the strange interaction with the wolf in the clearing. She didn’t even know there were any wolves this far south in Vermont. She was lost in her own musings when she heard things being slammed around in Tanner’s bedroom. Calm fled and she felt the anxiety rise in her gut, and her muscles tense. She never knew how he was going to be, but already the vibe felt bad. He entered the living room and halted suddenly, sniffing the air. "What?? What is that smell?"She sniffed too, "Um, onion?""Fucking hell," he inched closer to her, crowding her with his oversized body. "It's all over you. Who have you been with? You goddamn whore!" He moved fast. Sometimes he could move with supernatural speed, even when he was drunk. He slapped her, and pushed her against the refrigerator, holding h
Assassin's Honor Chapter Fourteen: What is a Mate?
Honorera was dreaming.She was in the forest again, walking in the waning evening light. She was not scared of the dark, ever. It embraced her, as the forest embraced her. She was looking for something again... no she was looking for someone. She headed for the clearing, for the rock. She felt a little strange, her arms ached and her head felt heavy, even in the dream. It was there again, that sensation that someone was watching her, moving toward her, and she tensed, ready to run. Who was in the woods? Was it Mr. Shepherd? All the times in this dream she had run away... but this time something urged her to move toward the stranger, to find him, to see him. "I know you are there." She called into the night."Don't fear me, my love. Come to me," he answered her. She knew that voice, deep and sexy. She moved toward the sound and saw a shadowy figure moving between the trees. She wondered if it was a trick. It simply wasn't possible that a man like Mr. Shepherd would even s
Assassin's Honor Chapter Fourteen: Secrets
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Assassin's Honor Chapter Fifteen: Do You Like What You See?
“How long does it take to get some food?” Honorera grumbled. She eased out of bed and looked around the tiny cabin. She felt like she should do something to repay Mr. Shepherd for the kindness he was showing her. All this strange talk about mates and wolves...she shook her head. No, it was too much...too strange. But still, he had rescued her. She busied herself tidying up the small space. Moving and stretching her body hurt her wounds, but cleaning helped calm her frazzled nerves. She made the bed, washed the few dishes in the sink, and cleaned the bathroom. She couldn’t find the supplies to do anything more. Next, she nosed through the little kitchenette, hoping to find a snack, but there wasn't much there. She guessed Gabriel hadn't been cooking in the cabin. He must have been eating from the snack bar or buying ready-made food from the mini-mart. Maybe he even drove into Rutberg to dine in real restaurants or buy from real supermarkets. Being shut inside made her fee
Assassin's Honor Chapter Sixteen: I Want to Take You Home
It would have been so much easier if she'd been raised in the pack. If she'd heard about the mate bond from her earliest years if she'd seen the adults around her blissfully paired with their soulmates. If she'd grown up in a pack, she would have recognized the signs, she would have felt them strongly, and she would have known without a doubt that she had found her mate the day their eyes met in the classroom.But she hadn't. She'd grown up secluded not only from wolves but from other humans. He had to be patient. He had to show her slowly, but surely, that they were destined to be together. That she could relax and trust him. Only two days had passed since her uncle had attacked her. Her wounds were all completely, and almost miraculously healed. Only pink-silvery scars remained as a reminder of the brutality she’d suffered. They sat together at the little table in front of the window in Cora’s cottage, drinking bitter coffee out of paper cups. "Honorera,” he started abrup
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