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32. The Amulet
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Josie After dinner we retreated back to the sanctuary of the cabin. I got out of the sleigh and unhooked Andu from it, but as I went to hand him Bryan's clothes he nudged my hand that had been bleeding all evening for me to open it. When I did, he licked it several times, the feeling sending electric tingles deep into my body, all the way to my bones. I felt almost high from the feeling of euphoria spreading through my body from his tongue. I stumbled backwards, dropping his clothes to the ground as I caught myself on the sleigh with my free hand. I was attempting to collect myself as Bryan shifted back almost instantly to ensure I was OK. But, as I watched him stand up, stark naked, the high returned, sending the tingles that had been invading every cell in my body straight to my core. I sucked my bottom lip in involuntarily, as I stared at his muscularly toned body. I had never needed anything so badly in my life. "Hey, you alright?" He asked me as he walked towards me. I coul
His Only Hope 1. An Alliance Proposal
Bryan I stepped off the plane into the humid Louisiana heat, already dreading what was to come. I had been dreading this day for two weeks now, ever since the Vampire King, Gerald, had suggested that we seek the help of the witches in our war against the demons. The witches were the only supernatural faction ever known to defeat the demons, and though that was almost 200 years ago, King Gerald had told us that their Queen had only gotten more powerful with every reincarnation since. We had been in alliance with the Vampires for five years now, attempting to protect ourselves and our packs from the demon invasion. The Vampires had great weapons to aid us in fighting them off, but there was only so much they could do. Their weapons had been made in the 1800s by the witches during the first demon war that had come to the US. They had targeted the Witches and Vampires back then, but this time they were targeting us Wolves. So, we were here, in the witch capital of the country, to ask f
His Only Hope 2. Returned Memories
Josie I chugged the rest of my drink before handing the glass to the attendant that came to collect it before the jet started its landing. I wasn't normally a nervous flyer, but this destination brought out my anxiety something fierce. I should be in London, enjoying the next two weeks with a very handsome vampire and an adorable witch couple, but just after I'd processed all the items we brought back from our dig, the Dean of Divinity had called to tell me that there was an occult museum in New Orleans that wanted an expert consultation from me on an artifact that had been unearthed in the renovation of one of the older buildings. Perhaps if I was a normal archeologist, and not an occult specialist, I wouldn't be so nervous. But, I am an archeological occult specialist who knows that New Orleans is the witch capital of the country. Granted, none of the witches I had ever met had been unkind to me, but after the incident I had with a werewolf a few months ago, I was extremely on edge
His Only Hope 3. The Proposal
Josie I walked downstairs to the kitchen to see my mom, My aunt Kara, and my three cousins, Wren, Gwen and Quinn sitting at the breakfast bar. They all turned to look at me and I couldn't help but to notice how beautiful my cousins had become over the past 13 years. Wren and Gwen had been the ones that help my aunt Kara and my sister in law, Abby, steal my memories from me, and I could see their guilt in the way they couldn't even look me in the eyes. I didn't say anything to them as I stalked towards the coffee pot to make myself some coffee. My head was pounding from the amount of dark liquor I had drank the day before, and having 2 and half lifetime's worth of memories shoved back into my mind as I slept didn't help either. I reached up and opened the mug cabinet, knowing this house like the back of hand now that my memories had been returned, and pulled a mug down before pouring myself a cup of the hot, dark goodness. I took a sip of it to awaken my senses before walking out o
His Only Hope 4. The Queen's Exile
Bryan We had flown back to New Orleans only 2 weeks after I had agreed to marry and mate the Queen of the Witches. Apparently she had agreed to the marriage as well, yet something still wasn't sitting right with me. I wanted to meet her, so that we both knew and understood what this pairing meant for our people, but the Queen Regent insisted that I meet with her at our hotel for lunch, before meeting the Queen at a dinner she would host later in the evening. She knocked on our suite door just minutes after 12. She was early which only set me more on edge about why she was choosing to meet us here. Our last encounter she had ensured was on her home turf, and though this was still her city, we had the top three floors outfitted with our guard detail. My father opened the door to her and a red head witch that looked old enough to be her mother, and let them both into the suite. I noticed they were both dressed casually, the red head witch was wearing a a bright red romper that boaste
His Only Hope 5. Sealed With a Drink
Bryan Hours had passed since our lunch with the witches and the information they had revealed was still hanging over my parents and me as we rode in the SUV over to the home of the Queen Regent. Tonight I would meet the Queen of the Witches, and we would have time to talk about this arrangement we had both found ourselves thrown into. Sophia had warned us that her daughter was quite angry with the whole situation, but that it seemed her anger was mostly directed at her family and ancestors for their betrayal. I felt pity for my bride to be, though I didn't want to imagine how it would feel to have my family turn on me. We pulled up to an iron gate, and when it opened we drove up the drive to a large estate home. I could certainly understand why Sophia sued the city to get it back, as it was quite beautiful. Atleast I knew my bride to be had good taste when it came to home buying, albeit expensive taste. Ofcourse she did though, she was a Queen. Sophia greeted us on the porch as w
His Only Hope 6. Tying the Knot
Josie Realizing that the Alpha Prince was the same werewolf who had grabbed me by my throat sent a fury ripping through me that I hadn't even realized I had caged until I saw him smugly sitting at my dining room table. The entire situation pissed me of honestly, watching them all act as if everything was fine. Ofcourse it was fine for them, they all had their magic and their supernatural abilities that they were born with. They had nothing to fear or worry about, they had no idea what it felt to be weak and vulnerable. They would never be able to fathom the senseless pain of losing the person they loved the most in the world because they couldn't protect them. My heart ached even more so now, knowing how senseless Christopher's death was. I could have saved him had I had my powers. All I could do was drown out the pain, so that's exactly what I did. The Alpha Prince kept smiling his incredibly charming smile at me, but I wouldn't allow myself to be won over by his charm. Sure, he wa
His Only Hope 7. His Furious Bride
Bryan I felt her fury begin rolling off her in waves, and it took everything in me not to recoil from her anger. I was surprised when Andu started whining in my mind, he's only ever whined at 2 other's anger with us. Within seconds her cousin Quinn was next to her, squeezing her hand as she glared angrily at me. She knew that Josie was going to be furious, she had warned us all as much when I had spoken with Sophia about waiting to mark her. Sophia had told her to mind her own business, but Quinn was insistent on sticking up for her cousin. She had said that Josie was really just sad and broken, that the way she was acting was just to cover her pain. Her words had intrigued me, but they hadn't changed my mind. If Josie had turned to alcohol to drown her sorrows, then I wanted to know what she was so sad about so I could help her get sober before I released her power. The last thing I needed was to be responsible for an angry, alcoholic, all powerful witch unleashing her fury on the
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