ANDREW
“Will you mark me?” Lyra’s brown eyes stare deeply into mine. “So Cain never can.”
I am at a loss for words. Her browns eyes swirl to gold, letting me know that her wolf is pushing forward with her. Surely she cannot be serious, to be marked before your eigthteenth birthday is frowned upon in the werewolf community. “I do not think you know what you are asking,” is the only thing I can think to say.
“I do know. I need to be safe from my father and Cain. This is the only way to keep me safe.” She pleads with me desperately. “If you mark me then he cannot. I will not mark you in return. I just…” she trails off quietly.
“No. No. I do not think you do know what you are asking,” I search my brain for the most delicate way to explain this to her. “Marking… and… mating… tend to take place at the same time. Uh… and I do not think, no, I k
LYRAMy growling stomach wakes me from my sleep. Moon light is filtering in through the dark curtains barely illuminating the room. Looking to my right I see Andrew curled up beside me resting peacefully. I reach out to quietly trace his jaw line with my fingers. He moans quietly in his sleep as the feeling of electricity pulses between us. I gently touch the bit of skin where he left his mark, it is tender to the touch but tingles as I trace my fingers along it. “We can finally be safe,” I say silently to River.“We will always be safe with mate.” River yawns and lays back down in the back of my mind to sleep.I lay and stare at the ceiling for what seems like forever trying to ignore the sounds my stomach is making, but sleep is unable to find me. Finally my stomach rumbles so loudly that I am sure it will wake Andrew. I cannot remember the last time that I have eaten, and I am starving. I creep from Andrew’s bed and slowl
ANDREWIf I would have found anyone else sitting on my office desk with crackers in one hand and my grandfather’s journal in the other, I would probably have executed them on the spot. But seeing Lyra sitting on my desk with her feet kicking back and forth to the rhythm she is humming softens my heart. Moonlight catches her golden curls and make them glow against her olive skin, and her full lips pout slightly as she hums and reads the book. I cannot take my eyes off of her in this moment, she is the most beautiful creature in the world.I frown when she looks up and catches me staring at her, her cheeks flush with embarrassment but there is nothing for her to be embarrassed about. She stumbles over an apology as if she were afraid that I would punish her for being in my office. But I am not even concerned about where she is at the moment, I do not even hear her words.“You sing beautifully.” I am so consumed by he
LYRALoud laughter wakes me from my sleep and a sharp pain shoots up my back. I try to move my legs, but they are pinned down and tingling. Squinting against the morning sun I open my eyes to see who is laughing and why my legs are asleep. I look down and Andrew’s giant wolf is spread across my legs as if he is a lap dog. I look up and the blonde man from the woods is standing over us laughing.“You must be James,” I say trying to pull my hands out from under Andrew’s wolf, but he is so heavy I cannot move him. I push him a little and he just rolls on his back and starts to snore.“A little help?” I ask as I raise one of my eyebrows in a playful way.“Of course, Luna.” James says as he smacks Andrew’s wolf on the hind quarters making him jump to life and start growling. I fling myself against the wall and cover my face to avoid the gnashing teeth right near my ear. “It is alright, Brax, it is jus
LYRA The door to Andrew’s bedroom swings open and the sound of someone singing fills my ears. I sit up abruptly and meet the eyes of a tiny woman with gray hair and a face full of wrinkles. Her blue eyes sparkle gently as she looks at me wrapped in Andrew’s blankets. “Oh dear, I apologize, Luna,” she says with a bit of shock in her voice. “I was told you were staying in the guest room.” “I was supposed to be, but ummm…” I did not know how to finish. I was not sure why I chose to stay in Andrew’s room rather than one of my own. The shock on the woman’s face disappears and she gently smiles at me. The smile is so joyful it reaches her eyes, causing them to twinkle brightly. “Luna, it does not feel right to sleep away from your mate. You do not owe me an explanation.”A warmth spreads across my chest, and I suddenly feel like I can tell this woman my deepest darkest sec
Lyra“You are mine,” Andrew growls pinning me to the bed beneath him. I can feel the rumble in his chest as he presses against me.I think I know what he is expecting in this moment, and I do not think that I am ready. Pushing against his chest with the palms of my hands, “Andrew…” I breath as he tries to pepper my neck with kisses. “Andrew, I am waiting…Andrew lifts his head from my neck, “I promise not to take your virginity until you ask.” I can feel relief wash across me. “But that does not mean that we cannot have a little fun in the meantime.”My breath hitches as Andrew’s hands travels to the inside of my shirt and he grips my hips, grinding his cock against my thigh. Hooking his fingers around the waist band of my shorts he pulls them off in one swipe. I use my hands to cover myself as Andrew looks down on me. He grabs o
LYRAAndrew grabs my hand and pulls me out of his bedroom. As he practically drags me down the stairs, I can smell something delicious coming from the kitchen. Turning down the hall I can see Alva standing at the stove frying something in a pan. When she sees Andrew and I approach the kitchen I can see her visibly stiffen. Walking up behind her I place my hand on her shoulder and feel the energy transfer between the two of us. The action seems to relax her.Suddenly my vision fades to black, and I am standing in the Silver Wolf packhouse. Little me is sitting at the dinner table, I could not have been more than three or four. My curls were still wild, and I sat with my arms crossed tightly against my chest. “You cannot make me eat my friends!” I scream at my father who is looking down on me, his eyes full of anger. My mother gets up from the table and kisses me on the top of my head. “You can be a strong wolf, even if you do not want to eat yo
LYRAI hear the curtains in Andrew’s bedroom fling open and the morning sunlight hits my face. Letting out an irritated groan, I pull the covers over my head and try to go back to sleep. Feeling the bed dip beside me, I am suddenly bouncing up and down. I rip the covers off of my head and glare up into Andrew’s amused green eyes. Andrew is standing over me jumping up and down on his bed like a child. “What are you, five years old?” I groan as I cover my head with my pillow.The pillow is ripped from my head and Andrew begins to jump up and down and smack me in the face with pillow. “Wakey, Wakey,” he taunts as he continues his assault. “Today you are spending the day with Alva.”At Alva’s name I perk up. “You should have said so.” Sitting up, I push Andrew out of the way, and he tumbles off the side of the bed landing on the floor with a thud. Without a second glance at Andrew I rush to th
ANDREWI find Lyra and Alva sitting in the kitchen chatting like old friends. Both of them look tired and worrisome, as if they have been crying all day. Lyra tries to put on a cheerful smile for me when she sees me come into the kitchen, but I can see that her eyes are filled with burden. Maybe I should not have left her with Alva all day. Maybe the training was too much for her. Lyra’s powers are new after all.“Oh, Andrew. I did not expect you back so soon,” Alva says gently. “I am feeling a wee bit tired. If you do not mind I think I will take off for the evening. I am sure you all can find Lyra something more to eat than poptarts for dinner.” Alva’s eyes look tired, and she looks weaker than I have ever seen her before.“Of course,” I say as I pat her gently on the shoulder. “You may take tomorrow as well if you need.” Alva stumbles a little trying to get to her feet. She catches herself on