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I had a plan. A really bad plan. But a plan nonetheless. Justin had a point if I was to stay here I would have to shift. Emma had left for bed and I was in my room alone with my thoughts. I quietly slunk towards the door listening waiting for any noise to alert me. Nothing. Not a soul stirred outside. Perfect.My wolf was nagging at the back of my mind desperate to shift. I couldn't go on like this. My thoughts were clouded with shifting and escape. I would go mad. Taking a deep breath calming my nerves I shifted.Everything became clearer in the dark. I could smell the breakfast cooking in the kitchens in the far wing. My stomach growled in hunger and I cringed as my claws clicked on the hardwood. I may be unable to run but I could sleep in wolf form just fine. Jumping into bed I rolled myself up into a burrito wolf and closed my eyes embracing my heightened senses for a short time.Trust is a delicate thing. Something earned and cherished, and
Midnight Whispers His bride
I stayed with Justin throughout the morning. Luckily for him the wraiths had improved. They were faster and more precise and could even doge slightly. For being soul spirits of the deceased they had improved greatly.At around midday Justin waved the wraiths off.“They are doing better.” I spoke carefully watching him dunk a bucket of water over his head.“Not good enough. They need to not hesitate. Kill faster and more cleaner.” Justin paused “If they are not ready by Summer Solstice, Eric will not let it go lightly.”I scoffed, “He isn't that bad. What’s he going to do? Huh?” I shook my head. Justin fearing Eric I couldn't understand anymore. Eric was just broody and ill tempered I doubt he would harm Justin.“You would be surprised. If you were anybody else, half the things you’ve pulled wouldn't of even happened.” Justin spat sheathing his knives.“Really? And why is that?”Justin’s face crumpled, “He acts
Midnight Whispers Anger
Hurrying down the hallway I paused on hearing a sensual female laugh from the throne room. Could it be Vivian? Hope sparked in my chest and I quietly headed to the entrance. I paused on the threshold as I beheld a beautiful female. Her pearl white skin matched to Damion’s and I instantly knew she was a vampire. Her brown waved hair seemed to be dampened by a deathly tint while her eyes gleamed like dark pools of chocolate glinting with unknown knowledge. Justin stood to the side stiff and a slight frown to his face. Eric seemed inclined to have the female walk all over him and this castle as she trailed a hand along his forearm. “Come now Eric the girl will be wed to you and she will rise as your Queen.” The female quipped.Eric frowned shrugging her off, “She decides for herself what she wishes she is already against us for bringing her here.”The female snarled, “Remember your place Eric.” She licked her ruby lips eyeing Justin, “You are sworn
Midnight Whispers Officially back
The mind is a funny thing. One moment emotion is high and running rampant the next, you feel nothing. Maybe I was harsh on Tamara, but she was in no place to treat anyone in such a manner. Yet that rush of energy. The sheer power I possessed in those moments… Was nearly enough to make me wish I had enjoyed it more, drawn out the minutes and truly made her sorry. Made her suffer.I blinked and the thoughts vanished, being overrun with a sense of dread. The hallway looked as it always had. The huge window with a seat to view the gardens was at the end next to Eric’s room. Our room, I suppose. Damion’s door was approaching and I swallowed my ever growing fear. Feeling it flutter in my chest like a caged animal. The feeling was enough to make my steps hurry and dizziness take hold. Of all the things to fear, I feared Damion. Not for his being a vampire, for his behaviour. For the true pleasure he took by inflicting pain and suffering on others. It was h
Midnight Whispers Something Amiss
Sign up Log inBackInfoAdd to libraryInfoNavigated to -Chapter 20- | The White Wolf | QuotevSomething was wrong. My bed seemed different. Warmth encircled me and the welcoming scent of the ocean woke me from my slumber. I was in Justin's room. I looked over realizing we had both moved to the middle of the bed causing me to be a few inches away from him. Justin's hair was a mess sticking up every which way, though mine was probably worse.I stared at him for a moment unsure to leave or wait till he awoke. His breath was warm and wisped from his slightly parted lips into the chilly morning air. Breathtakingly handsome. If only he wasn't such a prick. I gingerly stroked a strand of his hair running it between my fingers. So soft.. His eyes cracked open as he peered through his long lashes at me. The sapphire blue starred in confusion as I snatched my hand away. A grin played upon his lips as he stretched, the dawn light making his eyes
Midnight Whispers Blood Suckers
Emma was chopping carrots to her heart's content as I walked through the doorway. Realizing I hadn't seen her since she found out I was The White Wolf.. Would she even want to see me? Emma looked up and a smile broke across her freckled cheeks. “Come over here! The stew won’t cook itself!” She gestured to the pot once more.My worries vanished as I stirred the soup alongside her. Emma didn't talk about the wolf thing and I was grateful. I could almost picture this as us at the packhouse cooking. Not in a castle with my sister being held hostage.“Alright pour it into these bowls. Then we must have them on the table.” Emma instructed reading off a list.“Couldn't I just eat it?” I questioned pointing to the soup.“No!” Emma screeched taking the pot from me. “We must follow the instructions, and nowhere does it say to have your gifted friend eat it before dinner.” She scolded carefully pouring the soup herself.
Midnight Whispers The Beginning
If I had learned anything from my father it was that family was above all else. No matter the situation it is your honour to protect and cherish your blood. As a packwolf that responsibility falls to the rest of the pack. The pack is your family. The pack is your home. Until of course rumours spread and soon you are in the doghouse.And that brings me here. Alpha Woods’ office. Having his penetrating gaze critiquing me and probably debating whether to suspend my privileges or stick me on night patrol for the month.I hadn't don't anything. I simply existed. Which of course meant the odd comment about my training for the Beta position to turn sour in my packmates minds. I had dismissed the odd rude comment but what that male Warrior said was by far out of line. He mocked my father who had died defending the border from vampires. It was an honorable death and not one to be mocked.Alpha Woods exhaled leaning back in his chair, “Why must you press this issue?”I bristled biting my tongue
Midnight Whispers Ball
We were ready. The ball would start when daylight faded and twilight emerged. I peered in the mirror my ice blue eyes were alert and ready for trouble my hair ribboned down my back resting at my waist. Tonight would be my last in the pack. Vivian was slipping on cleanly polished boots before double checking her silver moon necklace around her neck. Out of habit I played with my own matching necklace my fingers looping around the intricate chain. Matching. A gift from our mother.“Well let’s do the best job we can and then skedaddle.” Vivian joked running a brush through her hair once more.I shrugged suddenly realizing I needed to do something tonight. I would have to find Jacob. He was my... Lover? I guess... that would be the term. He would be at the ball meaning I’d have to seek him out and end it. If he found his mate I was not going to be in the way, besides I was leaving at dawn.“Val, let’s go!” Vivian broke my thoughts jumping up and down in excitement.I gave her a smile, “Le
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