Two of Queen Lana’s guards ran into the house and force him outside.“Let me die with her!” Prince Deacon demanded, trying to get back into the house.In the distance, you could hear the fire brigade. Prince Deacon knew that there was nothing saving the house or Emily now.The Shaman pretend to be dead for as long as he could and started to crawl out of the burning house, towards the kitchen, hoping that it had a back door like all houses.With his hand on his throat, he started to run through the backyard before climbing over the first wall. ‘That b*tch, I have been serving here for over a millennium and she just tried to kill me as if I am nothing? I will end her,’ the Shaman vowed, ‘but first I need to survive; I need to find Wynn.’ The Shaman went rogue the moment his throat was slit so that Queen Lana and the pack will think him dead.The shaman took out his phone and called Wynn but he was barely able to speak so he put the phone down again and tried to type with one hand while
"Why would he betray me? How is he even alive?" Prince Deacon asked, not believing that Kerraelas betrayed him. 'I don't know why or how. I knew he was not dead, but I don't know why he gave your parents the information,' Wynn mind linked. "My mother killed, -never mind, I see he is still alive." Prince Deacon was about to tell Wynn that his mother killed the Shaman but then he saw in Wynn's mind that they made contact. "Where is he?" Prince Deacon asked, wanting to know where the shaman was. "I told him to go to the nearest town North," Wynn said, finally able to speak. "Guess he didn't listen," Prince Deacon said, pointing at the wolf they both recognize as the Shaman in full wolf form. The shaman finally regained his strength and managed to complete his shift. Wynn took the backpack off his back and took out his spare pants and threw it at the Shaman. The Shaman shifted and put the pants on. "I think the neighbor just saw me do that," the Shaman said, looking at Princess B
Every year, when Prince Deacon left for a few days for the higher council, Emily will not follow. When he did not return on his last visit, she got worried and went to find out what was up and if he was ok. Even though she was heartbroken that he found a mate again, she was happy for him. A bit cross about the way he went about it, but nonetheless she was glad that he had a fated mate. Word reached her a few weeks later that his mate Jessica was abducted, and she came to the rescue. She did not expect for her and Deacon to end up making love again, but they did. When Deacon claimed Jessica a few months later, Emily was broken up and ended up in Prince Mano's bed. Present day. (Read Chapter 179 for a recap) After Prince Deacon stormed into Prince Mano's room and caught them in bed together, followed by Prince Mano attacking Prince Deacon, Emily decided to leave them to it. “I am not doing this,” Emily said and left the room. Emily went to her own room, which she has not been in for a
Ann made her way into the school building, eager for its warmth, hardly noticing the beautiful aurora lights that painted Barrow Alaska’s sky that not so dark morning because of the Northern Lights. She saw her best friend Jessica leaning against her locker. People nicked named them ‘twinsies’ because they looked so similar. The biggest difference between them was that Jessica had dark brown eyes, almost black, with long brown hair that reached her hips, and Ann’s hair reached mid-back. “Hello stranger,” Jessica embraced Ann. “Tell me everything! Did you hook up with that hot guy from the club?” she asked curiously. “What guy?! I don’t remember anything,” Ann said worriedly, her hazel brown eyes looking more on the green side as the hallway light reflected on them. “That guy!” Jessica exclaimed, shocked to see the guy from the club. He looked up at them, his mysterious gold-silver eyes catching Ann’s. A smile crept up his face, and he gave her a wink. Ann blushed and looked away.
Dario took a seat in the leatherback office chair and waited for Jessica to start explaining her understanding of the problem. While Jessica explained, Dario’s warning eyes went from Paris to Shysie. Dario was not really worried about Wynn as he was silent -stay out of trouble most of the time, kind of guy. Wynn instantly liked Jessica, but also saw the Spirit Wolf hanging over her shoulders. He also caught a hint of wolf smell coming from her. Wynn thought to himself, ‘she must have a mental block, or else she would have not flirted with Dario let alone be so close to him.’ Once Jessica was done, Paris started a slow clapping of his hands, being sarcastic as he never liked overachievers. “Enough Paris!” Dario said angrily, slapping his hand down hard on the table, making some of the kids jump in shock. Under his palm, Dario felt the table crack. Dario wiped out Jessica’s work and started the lesson. The day dragged by for Paris as the teachers came and gone with the ring of each bel
They got into the pool and wasted no time starting their slow warming up laps. The pool was just above room temperature and almost all the students in the school took part in swimming. Both Jessica and Ann did speed skating as well. During swimming class, Ann noticed she could not keep up with Shysie’s speed. Ann was the best in swimming in her grade and knew that as of today, that will no longer be the case. Shysie seemed to maintain the swimming speed of a guy. Ann felt she just did not have the stamina to beat her, even though she kept on trying. All the students stopped to look at the two going at it. Shysie deliberately let Ann take the lead, but every time near the end of the race she overtook Ann with great speed. The students cheered on, enjoying the competitiveness. Ann got out of the pool and made her way to the locker room, noticing the swimming teacher talking to Shysie. Ann knew at that moment that her swimming career and dreams were over. She hoped she would get a schola
Dario compelled Ann not to tell anyone and send her on her way. Dario put his fingers in his mouth to taste Ann’s blood. He got a hint of vampire blood and spit it out. A scared Ann quickly got dressed and could not believe her substitute teacher had just seen her naked, let alone that he and some students appear to be vampires. She also thought about what had just happened and the past couple of days. She wondered why the Vampires did not take Jessica as well. Why only her? And werewolves? She remembered Miss Wangberg. Even though she was scared, Ann could feel the excitement rising in her. She just remembered that she drank from Paris. ‘I wonder if I will become a vampire now?’ She thought to herself. She got excited by the idea and rushed home to do some research. When she got home, Paris was already waiting for her inside. For a moment she wondered about the fiction novels where vampires needed an invitation. “Ann, your friend Paris says you made arrangements to tutor him. He ha
“We do, we just cannot see our own reflection,” Paris answered, amused that a clever girl like Ann believed in Vampire tales.“Do you need to be invited into a house? Did my mom invite you in?” Ann asked, eager to know.“Yes, we need to be invited in, into some houses. Depends if an Inupiat shaman put an invitation spell on a house,” Paris answered, wondering if he must compel her to forget.“Shaman?” Ann asked, confused.“Yes, a native witch doctor, if you must.” Paris smiled.“I know what a shaman is,” Ann said, annoyed and eager to get him to leave. She found him incredibly attractive, but she was slightly angry about the fact that he and his friends used her as a meal more than once.“All the houses in this town seem to have an invitation spell on them,” Paris confessed.“Wow, so my house is not the first one you invade. How long have you been in town to know all the houses have an invitation spell on?” Ann asked worriedly.“We have a compound on the outskirts to the North of town.