VALENTINAPACK OF LORE"Who pulled me out of the lake?" I asked T'mara, breaking her out of her own thoughts. She blinked several times and studied me as I attempted to sit up on the bed after moving the sheets aside."Sara." She responded, and then frowned in thought. "Well, Sara and several other sentries. They'd seen you from afar and said they'd almost immediately known something was wrong."I remembered the flash of dark eyes and the almost painful feeling of arms hauling me out of the lake. I rubbed a hand against my stomach, where I'd been gripped. Gratitude for what Sara and the sentries had done filled me, and I wondered aloud how I could find them to thank them."Perhaps after some rest you could worry about that." T'mara said, her lips lifting in a soft smile, which widened when she saw my disgruntled expression. "Some pack nurses may need to visit you later today as well."My eyebrows furrowed. "Did the pack nurses you speak of visit whilst I was unconscious?""Arie and Ev

VALENTINAPACK OF LOREI was pushing around a piece of what Lucean called 'french toast' on a plate, half-listening to the sounds of Lucean lifting and resting down a glass of water every now and then as he drank from it. My stomach was full of the hearty breakfast he'd made us, and just as I'd almost finished it, my mind had begun to drift to what I had read in the newspaper.Suddenly, the noises from Lucean's movements stopped, and when I dragged my gaze from my plate, I saw that he had settled down his glass, and was watching me and appearing to be...waiting. I straightened in the chair, body shuddering when the back of my shoulders grazed the cold furniture."More northern packs suffer attacks." I told my mate, wiping my hands against a napkin, and then scrunching it up as Lucean nodded."I heard, the occupants having fleeing and choosing to move into the hidden Revolt Pack, yes?""They were forced to. They had no choice," I corrected quickly, and then questioned. "I always wonder

VALENTINAPACK OF LOREA horrid scent billowed from the oven in the kitchen, and my eyes watered as I held a hand over my nose, chest constricting as I still somehow managed to smell it. I could feel shame rising as I watched the oven, somewhat in horror and disbelief, and I crouched briefly to peer inside of it. My stomach seemed to drop to my knees after what I saw.I could hear Lucean's roar of laughter somewhere behind me as he looked on, and I gritted my teeth together, pausing to narrow my eyes at him despite my throat tickling as I resisted joining in with his laughter. The look I gave him only made him laugh harder, and with a sigh, I turned off the oven, slipped on some oven mitts, lowered the door of the oven and reached into it, flinching at the heat.I wrinkled my nose at the burnt and charred cookies on the baking sheet when I withdrew it and I grasped it in my hands for several seconds, looking at it in dismay before Lucean finally decided to step in and take it from me.

VALENTINAPACK OF LOREThe next morning, I listened halfheartedly as T'mara babbled on about a recipe she wanted to try. It was something regarding food for lunch, and she was directing most of her attention to both Jayme and Teira. Jayme looked utterly exasperated but Teira chose to place a polite smile on her lips.My eyes flickered to the necklace around T'mara’s neck, and I couldn’t help but notice that it was decorated with what looked to be fangs. I looked twice to ensure that they were truly fangs, but I didn’t bother to ask who they belonged to. I feared it may be slightly horrified if she revealed that to me.So I dragged my attention away from her necklace and to what Teira had mentioned to Lucean for me a while ago about a pack therapist. It had been incredibly sweet of her to do so, and I was thankful that she did. I now knew I had the option to visit the therapist if I chose to.There were many troubling memories I have of my pack, and they did affect me. I couldn’t deny

VALENTINAPACK OF LOREThe feeling of bliss coupled with the dull ache below made me both smile and grimace as I felt Lucean wiping at my stomach with a cloth. I watched him for several seconds until I quickly decided that I needed to shower, again. A sheen of sweat covered my body, and I knew I wouldn't be able to rest comfortably in the bed until it was gone."Thanks." I mumbled to Lucean once my stomach was clean. I leaned forward, pressing a chaste kiss against his lips whilst taking the cloth from him and dropping it to the floor."Where are you going?" Lucean's voice was significantly deeper than what I had expected as I stood. I paused briefly to take up my towel and he then understood. Mischief shone in his honey eyes as he watched me walk to the adjoining bathroom.I barely managed to turn on the shower before I heard the clearing of Lucean's throat. I glanced over my shoulder to look at him, allowing a grin to cross my lips before I stepped into the shower, sighing in relief