Possible Trauma TriggersKyle POVI decided to come to see my uncle alone today. Something is telling me that after what he found out the other day he isn’t going to give me a lot of problems. As I walk in I notice that Abby’s cell is empty. Good. I never did hear back anything about the blood work they did. I’ll have to remember to ask Quinn about it. I did ask about Dylan. I found out that he is one of four brothers or the Thatcher brothers as they are known around the pack. Dean is the oldest then there is Nolan, Dylan and Axel. I was told that Nolan has recently moved back here to the pack with his mate Cassy after finishing his schooling in psychology. The other three are warriors here in the pack. From what I have heard the whole family is well respected. I was really glad to hear that. Abby needs to see what a good supportive family is like. I think she’ll be happy. I notice that a lot of the cells seem to have been emptied. It is making me wonder how many of the ones working in
Meg POVIt has been just over a week since Quinn and I moved in together. Things have been good. We have both been sleeping better than we have in years and it is not all because we are falling asleep from exhaustion after our other nightly entertainment. No, it is all in the knowledge that we are where we are supposed to be. I still haven’t heard any more from Willow since that first night that Quinn and I stayed together. But just hearing her voice that night gave me some of the reassurance that I needed. That is one less worry that I have had on my mind. I have spent the morning setting up things for Mona and me to tell the others what we have pieced together. We were going to do it earlier but had to put it off after April went into her first heat. I tried to ask Heather how her first heat was for her but she never had one. She and the twins didn’t worry about protection. They just decided to see what happened.I start to check the equipment again. I have already checked the proje
Meg POVI had to hold in my laughter as I walked away from Quinn. The look on his face… complete and utter confusion. It was hard to walk away when all I wanted to do was drag him off somewhere and do all kinds of enjoyable things to his body. The minute he walked into that room my brain had started to short-circuit. The first thing that threw me for a loop was hearing Willow yell ‘Mine’. It took all my control to hold her back. I quickly explained that we needed to get through this stuff first. While Mona had been going over some things I asked Willow why Ash had not reacted to her. ‘I masked my scent. They can still pick up yours but they don’t know for sure I’m here yet. Ash might be sensing me though.’I had made a decision before Quinn approached me. I was going to set up a surprise evening for us. I asked Willow to keep her scent masked. She wasn’t too sure at first but when I told her what I wanted to do she agreed. As Quinn stepped up beside me I was able to recognize what tha
This is my second book based on some of the characters that were introduced in Twin Moon Curse. It is a stand-alone book but if you enjoyed the first I hope you will enjoy this one just as much. If you haven't read the first I hope you will check it out. Happy Reading. Quinn POV Ten years old “Meg, where are you? Come on we need to hurry up and get back.” I don’t know how I let her talk me into coming out here with her. Today is my first official training with Dad and Uncle Shane. It’s supposed to be the first time that they are going to let me start fighting against their wolves. Well not so much fighting as learning to defend myself. The fighting will come later. It's not going to look good if I'm late, but Meg just had to come out here now. The problem is that it’s been getting harder to say no to her. I mentioned it to Mom one day jokingly. I told her that Meg had been bugging me more about doing things with her and I didn’t know why. When I told Mom about not liking to say no
Quinn POV Fifteen years old Here I am traipsing through the woods looking for Meg, again. At least this time it is a better reason than she just wants to go for a walk. She has been doing that a lot lately, but she stopped asking me to go with her a couple of months ago. This time however it’s part of our tacker training. We have been doing this about twice a year for the last couple of years. Once in late fall, or early winter like now and then again in the late spring or early summer. Dad, Uncle Shane and Mac divide the group of ranked children into two teams. Reed, Levi and Meg make up one. Lucas, April and I make up the other this time, they switch it around each time. One group hides the other tracks them. It comes down to being one extreme game of hide ‘n’ seek. The catch is that if anyone from either team can get close enough to someone from the opposite team and deliver a fake death blow that person is out of the game putting one team at a disadvantage. In all the times that
Meg POVThe next day when I walked into the dining hall for breakfast Quinn was sitting with some of the warriors that he had been training with lately. He usually works with me and April after breakfast on Sundays to help us learn how to defend ourselves against larger males. I get my plate and make my way over the table that April is sitting at. “Morning, you ready to get your ass kicked again today?” I ask her as I set my plate down.“As ready as I am any other time, but Reed, Lucas and Levi will be our trainers today and from now on. With the help of your Dad.” April says popping a piece of fruit into her mouth.I looked up from my plate very confused by her statement. Quinn had been the one who had wanted us to do this training. Why didn’t he want to train us anymore? I looked across the hall to where Quinn was sitting and linked him. “Why are you not training us anymore?”He quickly glances at me and then turns away. “I just can’t. You need someone else to train you.”It almost s
Meg POVFifteen years oldWe have just finished our last bout of tracker training. We had packed up our supplies and Dad was carrying the last of the coolers to the truck. I mind-linked with Mom to let her know that I was going to spend some time out by the stream she asked me to be home in time to help with supper. I walked over to Dad to let him know what I was doing, hugged him and headed off deeper into the forest. I wanted to stay out here and read by the edge of the stream. There is a spot that has a bit of a waterfall. It’s not very tall but it makes a nice calming sound which relaxes me. I started coming out here near the end of last summer when I stopped asking Quinn to go for walks with me. I had already noticed then that his attitude had started to change towards me. I haven't been able to figure out why. It is a nice spot to get away to and not too far from where the wild strawberry patch is. When the time of year is right the breeze will carry the smell of the ripened berr
Quinn POV Fifteen almost sixteen-year-old As we packed up from the training session that we had just finished, I watched Meg mind-link someone, speak with her father, give him a hug and head into the woods. Where the hell is she going? Why are they letting her walk off into the woods alone? What if she gets hurt? Why the hell am I on the verge of panicking? I know she can take care of herself. Even though I have spent a good part of the last eight months trying to stay away from her. I have still watched her while she is training. I can't count the amount of times that I have had to hold myself back from running onto the field ready to pound whoever she was sparing with. I don't like to see her hurt. I know what I have been doing is hurting her. I just don’t know what else to do. She has had April asking why I was doing what I was doing. She had her brother and the twins ask too. I just wasn’t sure what to tell them all. There was no way I was going to try and explain to my sister t