Georgia reached home on a cloud. The short time she spent with Hayden felt like a virtual lifetime to her. He’d dropped her off at the entrance to her road. Georgia knew her neighbors could be nosy at times and didn’t want to have to explain to her parents why she’d been dropped off by a gorgeous young man driving a black sports car. Hayden had been sweet. He’d walked over to her side and let her out. He promised again that they’d talk more soon and she believed him, looking forward to it like a kid waiting for Christmas. She’d felt an overwhelming urge to hug him goodbye but fought it and let him leave with a sigh to herself as he drove away. She knew deep down this wasn’t normal. People didn’t feel this enamored after only knowing someone for two days. Yet, she did. She thought over the last few years of her life, trying to understand what it all meant. Her two previous forays into dating were enough for her to think she didn’t need to have a boyfriend right now. She’d carried on w
Georgia’s mind was consumed. It was her default setting these days. Ever since Hayden walked into her life, it felt like nothing had ever been the same again. She still shuddered at the sight of the body. It was two days later and she still couldn’t shake the memory of it. She’d seen a dead body before. When she was fourteen her mom and her drove past the scene of an accident. It was gruesome. The driver was slumped over at the wheel, blood congealing down his head and neck, the dashboard pushed back into him, crushing his body. It had stuck with her for a while but eventually, she’d forgotten all about it. This was different. This lingered with her. The local radio station update bringing it all to the fore again. “Authorities are still searching for the perpetrator behind this horrific act. While early indications are that the victim’s wounds are consistent with an animal attack, police haven’t ruled out the possibility of this being a murder. Whatever’s behind the death of Claudin
Nothing about Georgia Pearce’s world made any sense from the moment Hayden Ryder stepped into it. All the mystery, fear, and desire she’d experienced since meeting him had reached a crescendo with his latest bombshell. Georgia stared at him incredulously for a moment, scarcely able to comprehend what he was saying. “What do you mean you know who killed her? Who is it? How do you know?” The questions streamed out of her in a flurry. Her mind felt almost unhinged. This was all so sudden and crazy—just a few days ago her life was ordinary and boring, and now she was having a conversation about a murderer. Hayden looked conflicted. The expression he wore was a pained one that seemed to silently communicate an inner-struggle. He took an eternity to answer and Georgia was about to yell at him again when he finally spoke. “You…wouldn’t believe me even if I told you.” “I don’t know what I believe anymore since meeting you, so try me.”Hayden sighed heavily and buried his head in his han
By the time Hayden haphazardly parked his car, closed the garage, and stumbled out of the driver’s seat, Georgia's mind was flooded with panic. Oh God, what do I do?The thought reverberated in her mind over and over. She jumped out and followed Hayden inside. He was half walking, half stumbling now, and seemed to be in a lot of pain. His face was contorted and she could sense he was in terrible anguish. The strange part about her panic was that it was all for him. She should have been more afraid for herself. The fact that he was transforming surely meant that she was in grave danger now. Yet, she had a silent calmness inside that told her she wasn’t in danger. All her worry was directed at Hayden and the physical and mental torment he was experiencing. He began to stumble again, grunting sounds and deep, panicked breaths emanating from his lips. Georgia moved beside him, put one of his arms over her shoulder and helped him walk. The house was expansive and gorgeous, full of modern
The emotional and physical toll of Hayden’s transformation left him spent. The shackles still held his body in place but his head and neck hung limply above his chest. Georgia needed a minute too. She felt emotionally drained but her mind was also buzzing with the excitement of what she’d accomplished. Now that she’d disconnected from his mind, it was like normal life was turned back on. The psychic journey she’d embarked on felt like an adventure on autopilot. Now back on manual mode, she couldn’t account for exactly how she’d done it. Some innate instinct had been guiding her. She knew this because she’d known exactly what to do somehow. A part of her could still feel Hayden and the wolf’s feelings and emotions running through her. She felt strong feelings of warmth and affection for them both. The wolf was full of rage and she understood why it posed a danger. The need for it to violently lash out felt almost uncontrollable in its mind. Despite this, Georgia was still convinced of
Georgia’s heart was still singing odes of joy when she pulled up to her house. Hayden had taken her halfway and Lisa had picked her up outside their favorite coffee spot to drive her home from there. When he hugged her goodbye before escorting her to the other car, Lisa was practically giddy with excitement. The short ride home was punctuated by her boisterous chatter and endless questions. “Oh my God, I knew it! I’m so happy for you. I knew he liked you. This is so awesome. Tell me everything. What’s he really like? Where’s he from? Did you kiss him yet?” Georgia spent most of the trip trying to diplomatically answer as many questions as she could. She didn’t want to completely shut her best friend out, especially since Lisa was inconveniencing herself just so Georgia could spend time with Hayden. She gave answers like, “We just like each other for now. Things are still early. I don’t know where this is all going yet.”This helped her avoid needing to get into too much detail but
Georgia’s life had devolved into a circus show. Her parents on one end, worrying for her safety since news of the second victim broke, but oblivious to the fact that she had more knowledge of it all than the police probably did. Her relationship with Hayden was the definition of ‘it’s complicated’. She still had her senior year to contend with at school. Wherever and whatever this other shifter was, he could find and kill Hayden at any time. If she happened to be with him at the time of an attack, her life would be in danger too. In the middle of all this, she still didn’t fully understand her psychic powers, the link to his mind, and what it all really meant. At times she felt like it was guiding her. What if it was simply guiding her to her own doom? What if her connection to Hayden put her parents, or Lisa, or Benny, her teachers, or other students at risk? These kinds of questions peppered her mind endlessly. Her instincts told her they couldn’t avoid the killer forever. Running
Hayden stared blankly at Georgia for a moment. A huge smile spread on her face. “The answers to all of this have been right in front of me,” she said.“Um….okay. What am I missing here?” he asked.It just hit me now when you mentioned Mexico and Chiapas. I couldn’t figure out where I’d heard that name before. So I’m guessing you didn’t realize that I’m part Mexican?”Hayden looked surprised. He raised his eyebrows, seeming a little confused too. “Part Mexican? Which part? You look pretty white to me?”Georgia chuckled. It was a part of her heritage that no one really knew about aside from her family. “Yeah, unfortunately I only inherited the pasty side of my family’s gene pool. My grandmother on my mother’s side is Mexican though. She was brought to the States by my grandfather. He was a researcher and met her while on an expedition in Southern Mexico in the sixties. The story’s a bit shocking actually.”Hayden was engaged now and fully interested in seeing where this was all going