It's a few days late, but I got my May the 4th reference in. :)
To say I’m feeling overwhelmed would be an understatement. I’m mated to a werewolf that wants to get married and have kids. Or, mate and have pups, in werewolf language. I’d probably have told him to leave me alone, but he looked so desperate for me to agree to spend time with him, so I agreed to the date. It’s not a hardship, I just don’t know that I can give him what he wants or expects from me. I still have Meadow and Tate to think about, although, I wonder if he was serious about bringing them here. If they fall under the pack’s protection, that’s better than anything I can do for them. “So, you didn’t tell me, where is it that you wanted to go on our date?” he asks as we continue walking toward the packhouse. I don’t know if I want to risk telling him where I want to go. I remember the first time my parents took me to the Ferris wheel downtown. There were lots of couples of all ages riding it. Some were hiding their eyes, some would scream as the wheel looped over the top and c
As I rush up to my room to put on some clothes, my heart is light. I feel like not only was Emerson right that I needed to be honest with Maeve, but I also feel like opening up to her is giving her space to maybe trust me a bit, or at least, let herself feel the mate bond in whatever way she feels it. I rush back downstairs, wanting to get back to her. Maybe I can take her out for dinner tonight or something. “You’re a play toy to him. He’s an Alpha wolf. You’re nothing more than a human that could never understand what he wants or needs in a mate.” I move to step into the room, hearing Cecelia talking down to my mate yet again, but I stop when I hear Maeve. “I may be nothing more than a witch, but that doesn’t mean that he’s not my mate. That’s what HE told me. And maybe I don’t know exactly what it means to be mated to an Alpha, but I know this. I know that if you ever touch him again, I will blast you with my magic.” Cecelia begins to laugh, and I quietly move into the doorway.
I’m shocked that Guardian Angel isn’t upset that her son is mated to me, and as I look around, I realize that none of them are surprised. “Do you want to join us for dinner at our place?” Angel asks me. “I’m taking her out,” Xander says. I turn to look at him. “You are?” “I am. I thought I could show you around the pack lands a bit more.” “Where are you taking her?” Quinn asks. He looks at me. “Ethereal.” Both Quinn and Malin begin ohhhing and ahhhing. “Wait, what is she going to wear?” Malin asks. “What kind of restaurant is it? I only have jeans,” I say. “Jeans are fine,” Xander says. Both Malin and Quinn roll their eyes, shaking their head. “Did you make a reservation?” Alpha Liam asks his son. “No, I was hoping since it’s a weekday that we could get a table." "I would call if I were you," Alpha Liam says. “This sounds very fancy, I don’t have any fancy clothes,” I say. “We do!” the twins say together. “We’ll go get something for you to wear and come back. You showe
I’ve been on dates before. Well, I’ve been on dates with human girls from college. To me, they don’t really count. In my mind, that was merely practice for tonight. And other than everyone staring, tonight is fantastic. I’m used to the staring. I’m an Alpha, my father and brother are Alphas, my mother and sisters are Guardians, so everyone stares when any of us walk into a room. I’ve grown up with it, but Maeve hasn’t. So, I told them to back off. I didn’t realize that it would be so obvious to her. I hadn’t planned to tell her what I had done. I will say, it was fun to show off a bit. Knowing that she was surprised that I can speak low enough that she can’t hear but everyone else in the room can, I definitley showed off a bit. When she asks about the council, I begin to explain to her that there is something off about them. It’s not the only reason, but it’s definitely one of the reasons that I’m going with Maeve. If there is something underhanded going on, I need to make sure that
Xander and I head downstairs to the spell room. When I woke up this morning, my first thought should have been that I was tangled up in bed with a man. A very sexy man that seems to really like me. But no. All I could think about was that these shifters have senses much more heightened than I even realize and what if he can smell my morning breath. Yep, that’s what was running through my head, morning breath. Not the massive hard on that was pressing against me, not the fact that I slept better than I have in years, not even the fact that I desperately didn’t want to get up and leave Xander’s warmth. Morning breath. That’s what my brain latched on to. I practically scrubbed the enamel off my teeth trying to make sure that they were sufficiently clean before I opened the door and there he was, once again looking like he just stepped out of some surfing magazine. I mean seriously, the man is ridiculously gorgeous. When we get to the spell room, I can see that my spell is ready. I wa
I’m glad my mate seems fine with me kissing her all the time. I can’t get enough of her. I’m starting to understand why my father is always touching my mother, always kissing her, always…well, you know. My little mate just brightened the day of every sprite in our surrounding forests. Not only that, she showed them that not all witches are bad. I have to admit, I was as amazed by her magic as the sprites were. Who pulls light out of thin air? Literally, out of the air. As we’re headed back to the packhouse, I have an idea. “I know you want to go to the Ferris wheel, and I have every intention of taking you there, but would you like to have a picnic at the top of the falls with me tonight? I’d like to share my favorite place on the pack lands with you.” “I’d like that. Quiet is probably better for me tonight. I’m worried about going in front of the council tomorrow. It sounds an awful lot like going in front of a judge in the human world,” she says. “But you’re not in any trouble.
I’m terrified when we walk through the front doors of the council. I don’t care what Xander says, this place is like a courthouse. When we’re called into the room where the council will question me, it’s even worse that I was expecting. There are three ‘judges’ in high seats sitting in a semi-circle looking down at me. When we walk in, I see Alpha Emerson sitting with a man and woman who must be his parents and I see Leana sitting beside them with another man I don’t recognize. We go to sit beside them, and I see Alpha Emerson’s mother looking at me intently before turning to hug the others. Leana hugs Xander, then me before moving on to her parents. Xander introduces me to Alpha Cohen, the most recent Alpha of Canyon Ridge pack. As one, the group looks up at the council and something I either didn’t catch or didn’t hear has them all taking their seats. “Maeve Cross, step forward.” A man who, I swear, has pointy ears, says to me from one of the council chairs. Xander squeezes my h
Einar pushes forward snarling as Alpha Wyatt asks about Meadow and Tate. I hear Maeve’s heart rate spike, and I watch as she sways on her feet. “MAEVE!” I call, racing to her, catching her just before she hits the floor. I look up at the council, snarling as I tuck my mate against my body. “How the fuck do you know about her siblings?” I can tell by the looks on their faces that King Lance and Phiren didn’t know about the siblings, so it’s only Alpha Wyatt. I’m guessing that was the name that the girl, Azure, heard the high priestess talking about. He's dirty, and whatever his reason, he's going against my brother and our pack. “I’m a member of this council. It is my job to know the details of the people who stand before me.” Alpha Wyatt says haughtily. “If that’s so, then how is it that you don’t know that the spell that she created is what is impacting my brother’s mate bond?” I say, as my father comes over, taking Maeve from me and walking her over to the where my family is si