I followed after my aunts wondering how exactly my life had gotten so screwed up. I mean, it was always bad, but this was something different. The one person I’d loved and trusted more than anyone else had betrayed me in more ways than I could count.
My throat ached from my mate attempting to choke me to death, a gift from my other aunt. She was as evil as they came and much like her sister pretended to be there for me, to help me to achieve her wicked ends. I thought of my kind and beautiful mother and wondered how similar she was to her wicked sisters.
The forest floor was icy cold beneath my feet and yet it was the warmest part of this moment. I followed Gera and Marica for so long my magic slowly puttered and then gave out. Garreth fell from my grip and landed hard against the ground.
I dropped beside him, running my hands over his face. I needed him to open those beautiful golden amber eyes and make everything in my life right again. “Hazel, I have to lo
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Garreth Pain, bursting explosive pain, shattered through my mind. My skull felt like it was split down the middle. I reached my hand out to touch the spot I was sure would be broken and was amazed to find the healed skin over the top of it. Oh, right, werewolf healing. I had been hit so hard I forgot I was a werewolf for a minute. Beneath the healed skin was a raised ridge where the bone beneath it had broken. I couldn't open my eyes, and trudging through the darkness behind my eyelids was near impossible. What happened and where was I? Smells and sounds filled my senses. Home. I was in the packhouse. Hazel. Her sweet delicious scent wrapped around me and for a moment I felt peaceful. Our Luna was here. I was alive. Everything was okay. Then the memories came. Marica, Gera, my hands wrapped so tightly around the throat of the one person I never wanted to hurt, the same person I seemed to keep hurting despite my better intentions. I wanted to bl
*Thunk* a book collided with my head nearly knocking me out of the tree I was perched in. I grabbed onto a branch, shaking the changing leaves loose. A flurry of red swirled around me then fell back to earth. "Thanks," I muttered sarcastically as my beloved owl Gera, landed on the branch beside me. I rubbed the lump on my head absently, and she puffed up her snowy white feathers with a look that told me I should be grateful for what I got. I opened the book and smelled the lovely old book scent. The human library perfectly cultivated this one-of-a-kind aroma. This one was about bridges of the world and had a coffee stain on the cover. It wasn't necessarily the topic I would choose, but I was more than happy to absorb any information that had nothing to do with trees or wood nymphs. I couldn't exactly walk to the library myself, my wings might alarm the
Hazel I walked through the woods with Gera flying lazily beside me, the leaves crunched beneath my feet, and the cool breeze ruffled my long blonde hair. Autumn was my favorite time of year, the changing leaves made me feel so alive, ironic considering they were dying. The shortened days made for longer nights and the stars always made me feel less alone. The other nymphs favored spring, rebirth, new life, and all that. While it was a beautiful time of year it just wasn't for me. This part of the forest held a special place in my heart, these weren't nymph trees just regular non-magical ones that didn't mind my presence. They eminated life and freedom, there was no other life tied up in theirs beside the creatures who lived in their boughs. Envy and the unshakable boredom that dominated my days followed me, closer than Gera who flew near enough to be confused
Hazel I laughed in amazed disbelief. The magic was perfect, my wings were hidden, and I was free, for a few hours anyway. Gera looked me over, the concern was still heavy in her yellow eyes. "Go on, Gera. Have some fun, spend a few hours not worrying about me. I'll see you soon." I shooed her away, before I hopped out from behind the tree and started walking toward the sidewalk. "I better not see you watching overhead, either." I called over my shoulder as my feet hit the pavement. Pavement, I read a book about it once, interesting stuff, like stone you could spread. The buildings were shorter than the trees, but this was only a small town. I dreamed of going to a big city where there were buildings that touched the sky, skyscrapers sounded amazing, but this was pretty great too. I never stood in an open space like this before without trees encroaching on all
Garreth I needed to get out of the packhouse and stay out. My Beta Jackson tried to talk to me about some dealings with a nearby pack and I just ignored him. This was werewolf country and maintaining relations with other packs was a major responsibility that took a lot of careful maneuvering. I knew some saw me slipping and wanted to challenge me for my title. I couldn't keep going like this or I'd end up dead, with one of these other pricks leading my pack. Maybe I should just hand it over to Jackson and be done with it. Even if he's not the best for the job, at least he cares about our people. Unlike these grasping alphas who would abuse them and toss them away. I saw the doubt in his eyes as I turned away from him. "Deal with it." I commanded in my Alpha tone as I stormed out, slamming doors like a petulant teen. I was beyond giving a shit.
Hazel His strong hands on my body made me feel a hundred times more alive than I ever imagined I could feel. The hole in my chest that had been there as long as I could remember was hardly even a memory. My blood sang in my veins as his scent invaded every part of my being like the proximity to him strengthened me. No amount of reading could have prepared me for the intensity of the desire coursing through me. He called me his mate when our eyes met. I didn't think nymphs could have fated mates, but the way our souls seemed to twine together made it seem believable. There had to be a reason his face drifted back to me time and time again. He was more boyish when I saved him, now he was undeniably a man. His hands were large enough to wrap around my waist. The tightness he held me with made me feel delicate and possessed. I never felt like I wanted to be owned before, but I wanted it badly now. I would happily be his, forever. His heat soaked through t
Hazel My hands shook as I walked the familiar path back to my tree. The cold wind whipped against me, and I was certain it was never this painful before. It reached inside me, chilling down to my bones. The image of the river nymph I left lying dead in the forest, and the awfulness of that act dug out my insides until I was hollow. There was nothing else I could do, I repeated to myself as I moved my listless feet across the forest floor. I had no friends, no loved ones, not even a community to reach out to in a time of crisis. My magic was fading fast and the strength to bring her back to her home was beyond a fantasy at this point. I thought of the gorgeous wolf who stole my heart the moment our eyes met, would he be waiting for me? For all I knew I imagined him and his golden eyes, there was nothing in my life that good. I couldn't tell if Gera was still beside me, the link that always existed between us see
We arrived at the packhouse, leaving the owl outside where she belonged. I pushed the door open with my foot and tried to carry her smoothly up the stairs. She winced slightly as the light hit her eyes and I turned her body to protect her from the discomfort. My beta Jackson watched me from the landing above us with a concerned look in his eyes. "Is that?" "Sh, she's sleeping," I answered more calmly than I had in weeks. He smiled ever so slightly but the doubt in his eyes didn't leave. I brought Hazel into my room and laid her on the bed. I watched in awe as my mate slept. Her tangled hair was crusted with bits of the forest and her face was stained with mud and her tears. All I wanted to do was clean her, wash her body, comb her hair, and care for her. I had other base desires of course but seeing her now caring for her was all that I truly wanted. I laid down beside her, pulling the length of her soft perfection against me, shuddering at the feeling her ne