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Chosen Mates, Stolen Fates Chapter 34
Kira I ignored Perrin’s texts, still too angry to respond. I hated arguing with him. I hated that he wasn’t listening to me. And I hated that I finally said out loud what I had been thinking for the last several weeks. But it was true. Everything about becoming Beta had felt overwhelming. The training; the politicking; the khakis were only the tip of the iceberg. If anything, I just felt like I didn’t belong. Sure, I beat Gowan. But what did that really prove? That I was some fraud with maximized speed? That I was just parading in Ethan’s shadow? And the worst part was that I was never going to be big enough or fast enough to get out of it. I stopped at Stella’s on the way to the archive, intent on stifling the sounds of my stomach and Perrin’s words with a special cappuccino and as many chocolate chip cookies as I could stuff in my mouth. Once I was completely full I left the shop, waving to the bubbly barista who now had my favorite drink down to a science. I stopped just
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Deidre “What do you mean, she canceled training?” Cynthia paled as she informed me of her call with my daughter. “That is inexcusable,” I said tartly. I knew I was being harsh on Cynthia, but she was the only one I could trust with Kira’s etiquette training. Mistra had ignored any sense of ladylike decency of my daughter since she was a child. And Beta or not, she was going to be able to hold herself in civilized company. Cynthia was muttering something about khaki’s and I cut her off, directing her to negotiate time with Mark to ensure we had at least two hours with her a week. Two hours was better than nothing. And if that girl continued to keep up her training and spend time with the Alpha Guard, it would be more important than ever to maintain some semblance of civility and manners. And perhaps, even an ounce of femininity. She left my office and I sat quietly, staring at the top of my desk with intense focus. Why had Perrin asked about Nyllan’s Theoretical Text, Volume 3? N
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Deidre And I had almost missed it, the single, minor reference to the man I had been hunting for weeks. I had found it reading through crop rotation guidelines and a seasonal calendar of when to grow the best herbs. “Lavender is best grown in the early spring, though buds from the previous bloom should be removed in the season prior to allow for the most growth.” I had skimmed the page, not caring about lavender this and lilac that, when its uses were outlined at the bottom of the page: “The blossoms are most fragrant and can be dried for use in herbal teas. When added to warm water such as baths, their aromas can be psychologically calming. And when blossoms are removed under the full moon and muddled, they produce the most powerful, natural sedative known to the werewolf species. Ingestion may cause one to sleep for up to three weeks at a time, reducing the heart rate to almost nothing; the body going into an almost death-like state.” A footnote at the bottom credited the source
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Deidre Blinking away the images of those last two photographs that had burned themselves into my memory, I looked around at the Luna’s office now. My office. The sun had begun to set outside of my window. I set down my bourbon, now warm in the glass, and, returning my feet to the ground, carefully and quietly opened the hidden compartment within the desk. When I had stumbled upon this book so many years ago, I had disregarded it. The cover had held a small copper clasp, barring those from its contents. And while I could have forced the clasp open without the key, the mature side of me had recognized it to be a diary that the late Luna had kept. Her scent was all over it; the cover even adorned with a purple flower that was so… so Sienna. And at that point in my life, the curiosity of my youth had become overshadowed by the shoes of the beloved Luna I was trying to fill. That, and because of what Jason had done, and what our marriage truly was, I had left the diary unopened in a silen
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PerrinPERRIN: How about dinner?KIRA: I’m too tired. Maybe tomorrow.She could have been lying, or blowing me off. But I wasn’t going to push it. She’d talk when she was ready.PERRIN: Did you get my texts from earlier?No response.PERRIN: Can we do breakfast at least? You can’t ignore me forever.KIRA: Fine.Fine. That was at least something.I had eaten with the Alpha Guard every evening so far this week. I could take one night off to myself. I walked down the hall, head still buzzing slightly from the lessons with my father. If I had ever thought my training for the Sacred Call had been physically challenging, what my father was attempting to teach me was equally taxing. I rubbed at my temples, willing the dates and policies and treaties he had spent hours instructing me on this afternoon to empty themselves from my brain. I was always a good student, but being taught by your father–and the Alpha–was next level pressure.I pulled out the keys and singled out the brass one, unloc
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DeidreI closed the book and rubbed my eyes, leaning back in my chair.The room was dark; the fire had died hours ago. I glanced at the clock on my desk. It was almost 3:00 in the morning.I had barely noticed how cold my office was, or the deep shadows along the wall that the window had cast in the moonlight. But now that I wasn’t absorbed by the book in front of me, I shuddered, not sure if I was more chilled more by the dark room or by what I had just read. I put the book back into its compartment, unwilling to look at it again. Nyllan had indeed been a man before his time. I couldn’t have guessed at the contents of his work before I had read it, but I certainly understand now why his work would have been so threatening for his time. It was all deeply unsettling. It had the potential to be completely transformative; but I didn’t dare go there now.But as much as I didn’t want to admit it, the book had been compelling. The data was overwhelmingly convincing; his research methods–wh
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PerrinNot only did it take Deidre’s interior designer less than an hour to call me back, Teagan had a team meet me outside of the Alpha Select Suite in half that time.Teagan was a short woman with giant glasses that made her look alarmingly like an insect. But she was dressed, ironed, and pressed to the nines, and courteous to point of Deidre-approved perfection. Which, I reminded myself, was the reason she was here.After her team of staff assistants brought in box after box of samples that they would assemble quietly in the background, I walked through the space of the Alpha Select Suite with Teagan. “I’m not really sure complaining about a space you designed is the best way to start,” I said apologetically, acknowledging the fact that I was standing in front of a professional designer and the she-wolf responsible for carrying out Deidre’s visions.She simply snapped the clipboard she had been taking notes on to her chest and looked at me. “Alpha Select–”“–Please, call me Perrin
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PerrinIt was a rare day indeed when my father chose to forgo Charlie’s chauffeur services and to drive his own car.Personally, I never really understood the rush of driving; the twins loved their motorcycles. I enjoyed the quiet backseat and my own thoughts.But not this morning. And my father apparently shared the same love of the road that my best friend and Beta did, as he was on pace to put in record speed on the way to the infirmary. I grinned, thinking of the confused and slightly terrified look on Charlie’s face as we sped out of the pack house parking lot. We made our way inside, greeting Lorrie and heading back. To my surprise, we met Jennivah in the hall prior to racing Jesamine’s suite.“Good morning Alpha, Alpha Select,” she said.“Good morning, Ascended Jennivah,” my father said in return with equal formality. “Is my wife here?”Jennivah blinked. “I’m sorry, Alpha. I thought she was with you.”“Why would she be with me?” my father said. “She’s always here first thing.”
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