(*Draco’s Thoughts During the Drive*)'Alaric, will you please, allow me to finish saying this before you respond?' Draco asks. I normally don't speak, but this must be said, its urgent.'OK.' He replied.‘I know that you have been watching our mate, just as I have today. Those marks and scars on her body have me worried. Some of them looked fresh, like 24 hours old or less. While the others are in various healing stages, from week old to almost fully healed. Looking into her Ocean blue eyes, I felt like I was drowning. They were once bright but from our first run in this morning, they seem duller. I tried to communicate mentally with mate, but somehow she managed to block me today. No typical human can do this, she is a very special human. I can sense something about her, like pre war familiar many centuries ago.’ I worriedly say.'I agree. There is something g

 Alaric  ‘I have a bad feeling. We should follow mate!’ Draco kept screaming in my head.  Watching her leave I was feeling the same way. Something didn’t feel right, I could sense something was wrong. So, listening to my gut instincts, I decided we would follow her. Liza assured us that she would meet us, but just in case, we would be there in case she needed us.  Liza   Walking home I was elated. Finally, I will be free. This is amazing, never in a million's years did I think that I would be free before I turned 18. Smiling the entire way, I was so lost in my own happiness. I figured a quick shower then I would pack what I could. Running upstairs I started the water, then walked into my closet to grab change of clothes. I grab my leather pants, knee high black boots, white tank top th

Liza*Two Months Later*I still cannot get over the fact, that this is my house. Amanda has been here almost every weekend; she has been helping me decorate the house. Alaric comes by to check on me almost daily. He has hired therapists to help me work on myself. He has been so sweet, today he said he had a surprise for me, so here I am getting ready. I wonder what it could be, he’s being so cryptic won’t even give a decent hint.Shoot I only have 10 minutes before he is here. I quickly get dressed in my army green tactical pants, combat boots; since all he gave was hiking; black fitted tank that really hugs my body. I also grab a light jacket just in case it gets cold.*KNOCK* *KNOCK*I quickly open the door with a smile, there stands Alaric wearing a similar outfit. “Here, these are for you,” he says handing me a beautiful bouquet of blue roses

UnknownGoing through the stores making sure to get everything on my boss’ list, I can't help the smile that forms on my lips. It's still hard to believe that I lucked out finally with an amazing job, although one of my bosses is a complete bitch and like totally obsessed with the other one. To give her credit, not that she deserves it, but what woman in New York doesn't have a fantasy or more of Alaric Baine?By day I am his secretary; with this job he makes it easy hardly ever asks for anything, and unlike other male bosses I’ve had that were bordering on sexual harassment, Mr. Baine was always considerate of our personal space. He never treated us like we were less than him being women. Then my favorite part about this job was night time when he would call me to use the company card to go shopping for him, some trips he would tell me to get something special for myself. So here I am today shopping for a really lucky

AlaricI need to call Amanda and make sure everything is going to happen according to our plan. We have one more night before we have to head home, then I just hope she doesn’t kill me; because I don’t know if she likes surprise parties. Oh well, too late now I laugh to myself.'Hey Amanda, it's Alaric. Is everything going according to schedule?’ I texted her.While I am waiting on a reply, I am in the kitchen making Liza breakfast in bed. Over the past few days our bond has gotten so strong. She’s been hitting on me more and more now, smiling as I remember the events from last night. They start replaying like a movie.(Flashback to last night)We are sitting in the living room having a picnic by the fireplace. The fire popping here and there beating with the sound of the crickets conducting