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~Gemma~ I had been careless. I realized that. I allowed Alpha Devlin to use his alpha tone on me with success. Epic personal failure! I owned up to that shit. I pretended to sleep as I heard them argue. “She had some fucking valid points, Dev!” Tyson muttered. “I know. Fuck! What am I going to do? I can’t keep her asleep forever.” Alpha Devlin grumbled. I sat up, done with their games. “You got that right!” Tyson rushed me. I waived a hand and he fell to the ground. K.O.! Alpha Devlin glared at me. “Sleep!” I chuckled. “So damn cute! Yeah. That won’t be working again.” I waived a hand at him. I sent a mental command for him to sleep, swift, furious. I added a touch of dark to the command for his stubborn ass. He went down immediately. Fuck! They were going to wake P-I-S-S-E-D. I had little time! Hours at most! I dove under my bed and grabbed Fat Kitty. I put him into his carrier. I grabbed a large bag and tossed shit in. I made sure to grab food and water for my precious.
~Gemma~ “I’m losing my damn mind!” I clutched my midsection and rocked myself on the floor of Rina’s condo. “The rumors were true! The physical and mental separation is a bitch! Stupid mate bond!” I dragged myself to the bathroom and vomitted. “This is the worst!” I brushed my teeth. “Oh, honey. Come here.” Irina rubbed my temples, chanting softly. “Omigosh! Yes. I can hear myself think again. Thanks, babe.” “Don’t get comfortable. It won’t hold for long.” She warned. “It’s so unfair! Why is a simple life in a quiet town out of my reach?” “Because we’re witches. Because you chose to affiliate with the wolves. Because…” I covered my ears. “Okay! I get the picture. But guess what fucks with my mind the most? I wonder, like all the damn time, if I never went to live with Gran and I never met Devlin, would the mate bond still have formed? I’m a witch! I deserve a get out of jail free card or some shit.” Irina shrugged. “I don’t have the answers you are desperately seeking. I doubt
~Gemma~ “Well, alpha. I’m assuming it’s natural due to the peculiarity of it. I met a wolf with white hair once. And I don’t mean that pastel, Elsa from Frozen weird look. I’m talking Crayola white.” “Am I supposed to know what any of that means?” His brow rose, an air of superiority dancing around him. Surprise, surprise. Another alpha but there’s nothing new. Was it an inborn characteristic flaw for them? Their damning arrogance? “Not up-to-date on your Disney movies, alpha? What a shame. I’m a fan of the classics myself.” His warring emotions danced over my skin. “Am I frustrating you? I promise I won’t be offended if you take your leave.” I took a sip of my fruity, alcoholic beverage and reclined further into my lounger. “If my company is unwelcome, perhaps I will take the boy and go.” He lounged on the other chair, looking comfortable and confident. And his patience with me unraveled by the minute. No doubt the handsome alpha usually commanded more attention from the opposi
~Gemma~ “And you will escort Rina home? Leave guards with her until we are sure there is no threat to her?” I asked, trying to make sense of Alpha Zander’s offer. Rina’s face was set in a stubborn mask. Not good. “I don’t need protection from a wolf. I live in a building that has proper protections in place, magical wards and all that.” “Do you plan on staying inside 24/7? What about when you leave the building?” I helpfully pointed out. She slumped back in her chair. I understood. Truth often sucked. We sat inside a nearby restaurant, mainly to resolve my hanger. Rina poked at her salad. I devoured my burger with zeal. I stole fries from the alpha's plate whenever he looked away. Alpha Zander had his son taken away to safety. Rina and I negotiated with the wolf. Between her moody butt, my stubborn ass, and the arrogant alpha, shit got messy. “We don’t need them!” Irina hissed. “Think hard and you will remember the start of your troubles began with them! Cut them out of our live
~Gemma~ Botched it! Forget the wolves, Irina proved to be the biggest obstacle. Why did that surprise me? “Please, Irina, do this for me. This is my fault! Let me fix it. This stalker, or whatever the hell the situation is, doesn’t want you. They have a bone to pick with me. I will go with this new alpha for now, until it doesn’t suit my purposes anymore. Then, I will see myself right the fuck out of here. And you will be safe.” I hugged her. “There is no harm in playing it safe. We have a lot at stake now. Bigger picture, remember?” “Fine! The stuff I do for love! I am madly in love with you. You know that, right?” She said, lips pressed into a hard line. “Of course.” I shrugged a single shoulder. “How could you not be?” I grasped her hands in mine, saying loud enough for all to hear. “Just promise me you won’t maim or otherwise kill Thing 1 and Thing 2?” At the two guard’s blank expressions, I continued. “No? Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum?” “I think we can handle a single witch o
~Gemma~ We rolled up to the mansion just as the first hint of night covered the sky. I yawned, so ready to put this day behind me. I stepped out of the vehicle and stretched. My eyes felt heavy. My bones felt heavy. Probably from the exhausting weight of my existence. Just my presence endangered Rina and her precious bundle. And now I had dragged Alpha Zander into my mess as well. The Moon Tide's mansion was huge, gaudy, exorbitant. The porch welcomed us with its tall columns and heavy, wooden double-doors. I was told only select pack members lived here, mainly the Beta and family and Gamma and family, a security team, and the household workers. The pack owned the condo buildings flanking the mansion. Most of the pack resided there. Alpha Zander took my elbow and steered me toward the front door. “What troubling thoughts are running through your head, witch?” “Nice digs.” I commented, intent on not answering him. He may be alpha and I may technically be his prisoner, but he didn
~Gemma~ “What are you doing in Miami, witch?” Alpha Zander growled. I crossed my arms and turned away from him. I saved his life and this is the motherfucking thanks I get? Next time, I may not be as generous. “Should I point out that I can make you talk? I am not in the habit of being disobeyed.” “Goddess save me from your damn wolves!” I huffed and sat on the bed. “I do not like being threatened, Alpha. I am your guest and appreciative of your generosity. But do not back me into a corner. You won’t appreciate my behavior.” I promised. “Of that, I am certain. It is in our best interest if you cooperate. So tell me, why are you in Miami?” He walked over, lording over me with his height and admirably muscled body. I looked up at him and smiled. “I, sir, am on vacation. I previously explained why I was here. No matter how many times I’m asked, my answer will be the same. I came to visit my kin. I came for vacation.” “And?” He put a finger under my chin, forcing eye contact. “And
~Alpha Devlin~ “Fuck!” I yelled, tossing my glass across the room. Tyson and Sammie appeared unimpressed with my outburst. My skin itched with uncomfortable sensations. My wolf longed for his mate. Hell, I was desperate just to hear the sound of her voice. The distance ate at my sanity. “She blocked my number, too.” Tyson admitted. “I guess we fucking deserve it.” “Speak for yourselves. My babe didn’t block me.” Sammie scowled at us. “She texted me from Atlanta.” “Why didn’t you mention this earlier?” I barked at her. She met my wrath with a damning calm only she-wolves could pull off. “Neither of you asked. I didn’t know she was avoiding you. Oh, other than the fact she fled across the damn country to get away from you.” She eyed us with cool disdain. “Besides your stupid Luna Trials, what else did you do to send her packing?” She looked from me to Tyson. I rubbed my face with the palm of my hand. “Fuck these trials. Tyson, get rid of our visitors.” “You can’t…” he began but