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
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
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
Josie He caught me attempting to leave the city before anyone woke up, which, ofcourse he did. He knew I didn't want this marriage, or to be bothered with him at all. I just wanted to get back to my lonely, miserable existence. The thought of moving him into my house made me nauseous, it felt like a huge betrayal to Christopher. We had bought the house together as our first big purchase. We bought it even before we got married because it was my dream home. The thought of sharing it with someone else, another man, even if we were sleeping in two separate rooms made me want to puke. That could also be the hangover though, I figured, so I chugged more coffee from my travel mug. The Baileys wasn't actually strong enough to give me a buzz, but it certainly helped in taking the edge off of the hangover. As I pulled my mug back from my lips and sat it back on my lap I couldn't help but notice the way that the Alpha Prince looked at it, before looking up to me and shaking his head. He could
Bryan She had a gorgeous home, though the detached single car garage could definitely be updated. I handed her her key ring and she hopped out of the car to run in the house and lock doors that she didn't want me going into, not that I was going to let locked doors stop me. I wanted to know everything about her, and now that I was here at her home, maybe I finally could. I checked out the garage before grabbing the bags from the car, just to see if it was full of junk that I could maybe talk her into going through. I was surprised at the beauty I saw sitting in it though. There sat a gorgeous moss green Chevy Silverado. I knew that it had to be a recent model from its structure. I also knew that there was no way it belonged to her. Though I wasn't sure why, the thought made me angry. Maybe she had run into the house first to warn whatever man that lived with her that I was here. That was why she was trying to disappear before anyone woke this morning Andu suggested. At that thought
Josie I was standing there, chained in iron to a tall wooden beam. There were others around me, and all of us were in chains. I was just a little girl. The white men around us were speaking and shouting in a language I didn't understand. I was scared, but I was trying to put on a brave face for the others. I could feel not only their fear, but their desire to protect me even though they couldn't. None of us could be protected now. A large white man came and unchained me from the beam before dragging me over to another white man and handing him my chains. The way he looks at me makes me incredibly uncomfortable, so I look away, over at the man with my skin color who is also in chains. I know him, he used to always be in the gardens back home. I go to speak to him, but the white man strikes me across my face and starts yelling at me, but I still have no idea what he is saying since I don't know the language. He drags us to a horse drawn carriage before chaining us up behind it. We ha
Bryan I knew I shouldn't have lost my patience with her the moment I walked out of the room. She was just so purposely infuriating. I had no idea how I was going to get through to her when I couldn't even ask her a question on a topic she was knowledgeable in. I just wanted to know what that dream was about. It had felt so real, and my heart broke for that sweet little girl who had been my mate. When I woke up I tried to brush it off as just another dream, but the more I continued to try to go about my day, the more it pushed itself to the forefront of my mind. I had gone to the store and bought enough food for a week, made coffee and an omelet for breakfast, but still, I couldn't shake that dream. Perhaps she was right and I should call her mom, maybe she would give me the answers that her daughter refused to give. I also needed to check and be sure they gave Ellie her memories back like she asked, afterall, all of this would fall apart before we even got a chance to build on it if
Josie I was mindlessly scrolling through my phone when I felt his presence lingering in the doorway, watching me. I hated that I could feel him, that meant that the magic was starting to take root. Our souls had been bound together, so even without being marked, we were going to start feeling eachother's presence more prominently. I knew the way soul binding worked better than most witches since I understood souls. Most witches, much like werewolves and vampires only knew that the ceremony binds two souls together, the same as a werewolf mark, or vampire mark. They didn't understand what that truly meant though, just that they would be connected to their mate, or chosen mate forever. I knew that it was much more complicated than that. Yes, the souls were bound together, but it was the connection between the two souls that truly immersed them together. The best way to describe the way the marks, or soul binding ceremony worked is with the very real knot that is used in witch ceremon