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BenI was shaking. Nearly consumed.There was at least one. Two?Goddess, could there be all four?I wait, distracted on the sidewalk and wave stiffly as Lo gets into the back of Charlie’s SUV. Oh my Goddess. All four? How could any of them, let alone all four, just be casually dumped into a box of old books? There’s no way Lo’s mother even knew what they were. Lo had been complaining these weren’t even her books. But Salindra wouldn’t have carelessly sent these–Stay calm. Charlie pulls away from the curb, his turn signal blinking.But there’s no way. How could these books out of the millions across the werewolf Archives and across the country end up here?My brain is moving at lightning speed, moving through a series of possibilities and posits and cogently sorting through options. It was as if my mind was finally stimulated after two weeks of disuse. I was practically buzzing now. This was better than any type of buzz that bottle upstairs could give me.How did the Chiyad Archivist
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BenFor a moment, the Luna’s face contorts with annoyance. “She’s here? Now?”“Yes, I am.” Mistra steps out from behind Marge, who bows unnecessarily and retreats, leaving us three alone.“Of course I didn’t hear you,” the Luna quips. I don’t follow, but Mistra looks annoyed, then adjusting her face, gives me a tentative smile.Apparently all three of us are annoyed. First one she-wolf, now two? Not that the books are going anywhere, but can’t this wait? I just want to set them aside in a safe, private location until I figure out what I really have my hands on–“You want to speak with me?” I ask Mistra. “I mean, good morning, Mistra.”“Yes, I’m here to see you,” Mistra says. She looks more tired than yesterday, and she’s not wearing any shoes. She’s wearing a giant shapeless dress, and her shiny hair is matted and I’m pretty sure there’s a twig sticking out behind her ear.She sees me looking at her unkempt appearance so I gesture at the picture books behind me. “Can I recommend some
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Ben The car ride is quiet. Which is good, because I’ve never been so frustrated in my entire life. I’m so angry I could rip apart the books in my hands. Deidre sits poised in her own seat, rifling through emails on her phone. She frowns at an incoming text message as we arrive in front of the infirmary. I unbuckle my seatbelt but she doesn’t move. “Luna?” She’s so engrossed in her phone that she doesn’t even look at me. “Something just came up. I’ll circle back later. Charlie? Pack house please.” I get out of the car with the books, clearly dismissed. So, I’m stuck at the infirmary, stranded with books for Kira. Wonderful. I look down at the books. In my rush I hadn’t even realized some of my notes were slammed in between the pages. I attempt to get them all out and stuff them in my pocket, making my way inside. “Good morning Lorrie.” “Round two?” “Uh, yea.” She gives me a visitors pass and a map with a labyrinth of directions. I suddenly feel like I’m being set up. Agai
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Ben I curse silently at the Luna for leaving me stranded at the infirmary without my motorcycle. It takes me almost twenty minutes at a light jog to get back to the Archives. “Back so soon?” Marge’s creaky voice calls from her open office door. “Short visit,” I call over my shoulder. “I’ll get back to work now.” I dash towards the disheveled tables and begin sifting through the rearranged papers and books. Goddess, it better be here. I shift everything around, checking every single book with meticulous care. Then check again. And again. I don’t see it. No trace of the dark green book. I check yet again. Trying to rummage through all of it, my usual care for the books now completely gone, overtaken the need to find it. “Marge?” I call loudly, decorum be damned. “I refuse to answer your yelling.” “Did anyone come in after I left?” “Is this the damned lodge or a library?” She snaps, despite yelling herself. I clench my hands into fists and run over to her open door, lowering my
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Perrin“You’re joking, right?” Kira looks at me with a look of mixed incredulity and annoyance. I shrug. “It’s not my call. The Alpha wants to leave tonight, so… we leave tonight.”“Let me guess,” she says, folding her arms across her chest. “Something about security and keeping everyone on their toes?”I smile. “Probably. And if my suspicions are correct, he’s going to try and unsettle Neil’s security as much as possible.”She grins. “Payback for their engagement bombshell?”“Exactly.”I watch Kira as she studies me, trying to fight her insecurity at being left out. “Well, have a good time then.”I reach over and squeeze her shoulder. “We’ll be back before you know it, okay?” She huffs in disagreement. “Have you called your brother yet?”“No,” she scoffs, jaw thrust forward in defiant mocking. “I thought I had another few days to do it before you left.”I roll my eyes. “That’s not an excuse and you know it.”“How long do I have to stay here?”“Stop trying to change the subject.”“I’
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Perrin Lo watches me, her expression careful. I don’t know why it hurts this much. It shouldn’t. Not like this. We knew I’d be leaving for a couple of weeks. We knew we’d be separated for that long, and that she’d be staying behind. But faced with the reality of saying goodbye again, and with little preparation–only a few hours? It fills me with anxiety. Nervous, palpable, horrible tension. Maybe it’s the mating bond. Maybe it grows stronger over time, a magnet that grows with its force to keep us together. Maybe it’s the fact that she’s carrying my child and I can’t bear the idea of putting distance between the three of us. But whatever it is, it’s gut-wrenching. My heart feels like it’s being ripped out of my chest. I shudder, trying not to return to that place I was when I faced exile months ago, but the looming dread is too similar; too reminiscent of what could have been. The look on Lo’s face shows that she feels just the same. Her eyes are a mirror of the pain I feel in ever
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Perrin “As if I could forget you,” she muses, before drifting off into a deep sleep. Silly, really, I think, flirting with the edge of consciousness as I feel her steady breathing on my chest. I’m tempted to allow her breathing to lull my own body to rest for an hour, but I can’t help but think of her words, and they keep me hedging on the side of being awake. It was silly, what she had said. Because there was never any chance that Lo would escape my every waking thought and sleeping dream while I’m away. She will, and I know it, float in every thought and feeling as I spend time away from her. She won’t be the topic of every conversation, but she’ll be the driving reason behind everything I say, every decision I make while I’m in Texas. Because the truth of it all was that this bond between us could not be broken. Because this was love, and yet somehow so much more than that–something including love but also entirely beyond. This is what being a mate was truly about. It wasn’t a ch
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PerrinWhile my mind freezes, assaulted by the nightmare in my arms, my body mercilessly sprints into motion.I am checking her breathing.I am seeking the rise of her chest.I am finding her pulse.I am rifling through the pocket of my jeans for a phone.I dial for help.The minute and a half passes in slow motion, allowing the sole focus of my world to hone in on the she-wolf in my arms. She is awake. She is moaning.But she is in pain.I cover her, pulling her dress around her, if not for her modesty of our impending company but to shield her from the blood now staining the newly carpeted stairs. I hear pounding below.I don’t want to leave her.The door blows open by the force of those below.“We’re up here!” I shout.Mark comes stumbling up the stairs, his eyes assessing everything with the speed of experience. He makes no comment about what was likely happening. But his posture remains erect as he fires questions in rapid-succession at me, never once mentioning what we were up
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