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Panther's Pet I Should've Brought You Flowers
Malcolm It was a fate worse than death. The mother of my child, the woman I loved more than life itself—doesn't even remember who I am anymore! I was half-tempted to pay those witches a visit in jail and make them pay for what they had done to my family. I would have, too, if it wasn't for the fact that I had a child to look after. My daughter needed me more than ever now and I couldn't let her down again. I was a good father, I knew that. But this was the first time in my life that I had been forced to grow up and accept responsibility for my actions. It wasn't easy—but it was something I would have to do until the day I died if it meant keeping my daughter safe and happy. I pulled up a chair and sat next to my daughter's incubator. She was asleep, swaddled up like a burrito. Zyria looked so peaceful—so innocent. I couldn't help but smile at how adorable she was when she slept like that. I reached out and gently ran my finger down her cheek. Zyria smiled in her sleep, obviously enjo
Panther's Pet Welcome Home
CatalinaWhoever said breastfeeding was easy and such a joyous experience was a liar. Breastfeeding was hard work, and it could be painful. It was not always easy to get the hang of it, especially if you’re not prepared for how much time and effort it took to breastfeed effectively. Especially since I couldn't have the bonding time required to produce the breast milk, a pump was not the same. I felt like a total failure as if I wasn't producing enough for our precious baby girl. I had been working with a breastfeeding consultant but I felt like I wasn't making any progress. I wanted to scream. I wanted my baby to be able to nurse like a normal baby. I wanted her to be content and satisfied, not crying because she was hungry.I felt like a failure as a mother and that was very difficult for me. I was depressed and anxious, but I didn’t want to admit it. It took some time before I realized that my feelings were normal. I was not a failure as a mother. I was doing the best I could and th
Panther's Pet Stand by Me
MalcolmI admired Catalina's determination to breastfeed our daughter. That was one of the many things I loved about her. She was persistent, that was how she got me to fall for her in the first place. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, and she was mine. Or at least I hoped she was still mine.I knew that she was falling apart when I saw her crying with our daughter in her arms. I wanted to take her pain away, but I didn't know how. She wouldn't let me help her, and that hurt me more than anything else ever could have.I was worried that Catalina was going to give up on breastfeeding, and I didn't want that for her. I wanted to support her in any way that I could, but she wouldn't have it. She didn't want me there when she tried again. I felt like a failure as a boyfriend because of all of this. I felt like I didn't know how to be there for her, and that hurt. It was making me feel like my whole world was falling apart around me.Then she finally agreed to let me help h
Panther's Pet Ready or Not
My mind was fuzzy, but my body remembered how we used to make love—a rush of emotions came over me as Malcolm and I were entwined in passionate bliss. It was as if we were two magnets that had been pulled together by some unseen force. Even if I tried to resist his allure, his presence was too powerful for me to ignore. It was like a drug; I was hooked.I hadn't realized how much my body craved him until that moment when we were together again. It was like the missing piece of the puzzle had finally been found, and now everything made sense. This man was the beginning and the end of me. I wanted him to be the father of my children, I wanted him to be my everything. Malcolm was the king, and I was his queen.Our lovemaking was like a dance, one that we had perfected over time. There were no words needed as we moved together in perfect harmony. "I moaned, biting into Malcolm's shoulder to keep from screaming. I felt every single one of his movements, my body trembling with each thrust.
Panther's Pet Back from the Dead
How could those witches be alive when we all watched them die? My heart was racing in my chest as Malcolm, my brother Roman, and I drove toward where they were buried—the location where we'd previously encountered the Death Stalker. Was I prepared to face that monster again? Even thinking about it gave me nightmares. The stalker was about to kill Emily and me the last time we saw it. Now I was returning there—and I wasn't sure I was prepared for what we might find. The sun was setting when we arrived. I knew we had to find something soon if we were going to find it. We got out of the car and exchanged glances before proceeding to the cabin where the witches Amelia, Syliva, London, and Eden were buried. As we walked across the field, I felt a chill run through my body that had nothing to do with the wind. As we got closer to Eden's grave, I noticed that it was the only one that was open. When I fell backward into a sitting position against the cabin wall, alarm bells went off in my he
Panther's Pet Ancient Power
MalcolmMy panther spirit, raging within me, had been unleashed in a fury and was on the hunt for a certain witch who had been trying to destroy me since the moment I met her. That's when I realized she had to be a descendant of the witches who cursed my ancestors. She was going to have to pay. They were all going to pay. I'd had enough of being the nice guy in this scenario. It was time to get down to business. I had no idea what kind of powers this witch possessed, but I knew if she wanted a fight, we were going to give her one."Eden!" I roared into the sky as a scent of perfume found my nose. I knew she was around somewhere, hiding like the pathetic coward she was. "I know you're here!" I shouted as a flock of birds flew out from the trees behind me. They were probably startled by my voice and took off in a panic. A chill ran down my spine as the wind blew against me. There was something about this place that made me feel uneasy yet at home at the same time. I stood there for a mo
Panther's Pet The Wicked Witch
CatalinaWhen Ms. Cleo opened her door, I barged inside and strapped Zyria into a baby carrier that I'd brought with me—a black book in hand. "What is this?" I asked, slamming the book down on her dining room table as she looked up at me in surprise—"don't be cryptic about it either because we don't have time for games anymore.""I'm not being cryptic, I'm just confused. What are you doing here?""I'm here to find out what the hell is going on! You've been acting crazy lately and I want to know why. What's this book about? What are these names?" I was so mad that I was shaking. We'd been friends for a while and she had never treated me like this before—like a stranger. It hurt my feelings that she wouldn't confide in me about what was going on, and now it seemed like she didn't even want to look at me anymore. "What's wrong with you?"She cleared her throat before sitting down. She ran her hand over the length of her face and opened the book."It's a list of the people the witches pla
Panther's Pet With Honor
MalcolmPain shot through my entire body from the ancient one's blast to the chest. I fell to the ground, clutching my chest as I tried to breathe. My vision blurred and my ears rang. I could hear the ancient one's laughter above me as I struggled to focus on something. It was then that I realized, I couldn't feel my left hand. She then whispered to Catalina before disappearing into the night. Emily was on the ground still motionless.Catalina and I both crawled over to her. She was breathing, but her heart was beating at a very slow rate. Her eyes were closed and she looked as if she were sleeping. I shook her gently and tried to wake her up. Catalina helped me lift Emily's body over my shoulders so that we could carry her over to the couch. Once we had placed Emily on the couch, Catalina and I exchanged worried glances. The ancient one had done something to her. We just didn't know what."I think we should call the cops," Catalina said. "Or an ambulance.""No," I said. "We can't do
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