Calypso
2.
Two hours later, I was promptly escorted to a town car. A tall blonde lycan was the one escorting me, I couldn't see his eyes due to sunglasses, but he had a well-defined scar that ran from his left eyebrow, and then below, he was dressed in a suit as he walked beside me. As he opened the door, I turned to tell him thanks as he jabbed a needle into my neck. He cradled me against him as my legs gave out before whispering nothing personal into my ear.
The last thought that enters my mind before oblivion takes me is that I will make them all pay. I don't often give in to my dark nature, but at this moment, being out of control of my body twice in one day was almost too much for me to bear.
Trying to open my eyes, my eyelids feel like they are being weighted down. The room starts to spin as I try and sit up. "Shh, it's okay your safe." A soft voice tells me while gently pushing me back to lie down before putting a cool cloth over my eyes and forehead. I don't know why, but I was inclined to believe her as my head rested on a very comfortable pillow.
A straw was placed between my lips, and I took a small sip expecting it to be water. I hold back the moan as I realize it is blood. The blood was the best I have ever tasted as I drank more, savoring the taste as a moan escaped my lips. I continued to drink until there was no more, and the straw made a slurping sound as the cup emptied.
"We received your request for blood, and unfortunately, the blood clinics we have reached out to have all denied it. I organized a blood drive here in the pack, and quite a few people have donated." She stated, which made me panic, my heart beating quickly in my chest. I am feeling a massive panic attack on the horizon.
I haven't ever had lycan blood before. I am unsure if I am supposed to have it or not. It tasted amazing, but I never had the opportunity or knew if there would be any side effects. "I have never drank blood from a lycan before, I don't know if it's safe." My voice was trembling, I sat up, and the cool rag fell onto my lap before I tucked my head between my legs, trying to calm the fear I was currently not in control of.
"Hey! Calypso, look at me." She knelt in front of my legs, gently tugging at my face to make me look her in the eye. She was so beautiful, big kind green eyes framed by long dark lashes, her high cheekbones highlighted by her dark brown, almost black hair. She looked at me with kindness, something I hadn't seen or experienced in many years. "I had the doctor take a sample of my blood and yours. You can accept blood from a lycan. You just cannot give your blood to us."
My gaze never went away from her eyes before I asked, "you're sure?" Trying to steady my racing heart, unable to control the hope slowly blooming in my chest.
"I am positive. You are safe, and I am safe. I need you to repeat that until you believe it. Can you do that for me?" She asked, and I nodded before starting to whisper you are safe, and I am safe until my heart reached back to its usual slow rhythm.
"Thank you," I whisper, ashamed of losing my cool. "What would happen if you had my blood?" I asked curiously.
She gives me a weak smile before slowly standing up. "My blood would mutate to be a hybrid as well. No offense, I do not want that to happen."
I couldn't help but laugh at that, and I wouldn't ever give anyone my blood. "Yeah, I wouldn't want that to happen to you or anyone else. It's not a very glamorous lifestyle I would wish on anyone."
She sighs in relief, "I can sense the truth of your words, which is great. I am Letha, by the way." She smiles and gives a small wave of her hand.
"You taste the truth, don't you?" I question her before shaking my head and forgetting my manners. "Sorry, it's nice to meet you, Letha. I'm Calypso which you already know."
She nods in understanding. Powerful lycans were sometimes blessed with a unique power, and clearly tasting the truth was Letha's. "Yes, it's my gift. I am sure, as you know, sometimes gifts can be a burden, but I have become useful for my brother."
I nod, assuming that her brother is the alpha of this pack of lycans. I am very skeptical of his intentions, but Pebblebrook would have wanted me for a worse reason which I can only guess at. "Your brother is the alpha?"
She looked surprised that I was asking that question, "um, yes, it should have all been in the file that was sent over. Did they not give it to you?"
I could see why this would be confusing to her. "About that... I kind of didn't read it. The only other pack that expressed interest in me was my old pack. There must be a reason they want me back, and it's not because of love."
She sits down on the bed next to me, crossing her legs. "Yeah, no offense, but your grandfather seems like a real asshole. My brother Atlas is the alpha of this pack, and Liam is his right hand, his Beta. You will meet them both tomorrow night. We will have a run to introduce you and your wolf to the pack."
"Dumb question, but whose room am I currently in?" I asked questions about the large king-size bed that I am currently occupying. I feel like Goldilocks as I wait for the three bears to show up, demanding their bed back. Well, in this case, it would be a wolf.
The walls were wooden, and it smelled of pine inside, Black-out curtains accompanied large windows. The only light in the room was from one of the bedside table lamps. I was thankful because being drugged for two days in a row takes a toll on a person.
"Oh! We thought you might be comfortable in a cabin of your own. They are usually for mated couples that don't want to live with the single lycans for more privacy. So this is technically your room now. I filled the closet with clothes that would be close to your size and shoes. If anything doesn't fit, please let me know. Also, some toiletries and makeup I left in the bathroom."
"Sorry if this sounds rude, but why are you being so nice to me?" I asked curiously because this woman had done more for me than anyone else, and I officially knew her for less than an hour.
"I am sorry. I can only imagine how hard life has been for you. My brother wanted me to greet you, thinking it might simultaneously help the pack and you. My gift remember? People have no choice but to believe what I say." She smiled sadly. "Sorry."
"Would you believe it if I said I was relieved to hear that? Maybe a couple of people will be more open to accepting me." I wasn't going to hold my breath, though. Being accepted wasn't something that happened to me. But I will allow for a small bit of hope to bloom.
3.CalypsoAfter Letha leaves, I cannot rest until I explore the house. I couldn’t relax, not knowing my surroundings, using my unnaturally fast speed to my advantage speeding from room to room. There were three bedrooms, including the master. Two guest rooms were on the upper level, including a jack and Jill bathroom.The living room and kitchen were an open concept. A large tv was on the wall, an oversized sectional couch sat in the living room, and a half bath was between the living room and the massive white granite island, which was probably big enough to seat eight. I couldn’t imagine having dinner parties worrying about the extra seating. The lower cabinets were a dark mahogany color, and the uppers were a bright white. The white made me not want to touch anything in order not to tarnish anything. With that thought, I ran into the master bathroom. It had a wet room! The huge tiled walk-in shower also had a large claw foot tub sitting inside.Letha put soaps, razors, lotions, s
Atlas 4. I step out of the lodge and look at everyone gathered. I hoped I would make an announcement soon welcoming Calypso to the pack. With Letha's reassurance, everyone in the pack seemed to be tolerating the idea of her. I am the alpha, though; what I say goes. It helps, though, when you have a love for your people. I didn't want to be like Rupert, the leader of Pebblebrook, which is why I couldn't allow him to have Calypso back. If he wanted her back into his pack, there must be a good reason. Thankfully Liam had an in at the RHA and let us know about Pebblebrook's interest in Calypso. It wasn't for love. You send your six-year-old granddaughter out into the world or to be killed. You don't have affection for her. There is something about her that he figured out or wants. This is why I had our man inside take her to the car to tranquilize her. I wanted the doctor to run tests on her while she slept. This was good since the blood banks refused to let her have any blood. Luckily
5CalypsoI wake up feeling warm and content. I first realized that I was sleeping with my head on the ground. Nothing new there; as I move and stretch, I am aware of muscular arms wrapped around my waist.That’s new; thoughts of what transpired began to enter my mind in flashes. Then, finally, I slowly rolled to see the man my wolf claimed was her mate. Which in turn meant he was my mate as well.I turn over and take a look at the man holding me close. All I knew was his wolf was black and beautiful, and he had very muscular forearms. Not to mention I was enjoying the warmth and feeling of contentment I felt while his arms were locked around me. I needed to face the music and figure out what would come next.When I looked, he looked at me with piercing green eyes, eyes I swear I had seen before. His dark hair was almost black, just like his wolf, and was long, going slightly past his shoulders. His cheekbones were high. You could tell that even with his beard. I couldn’t help but rea
CalypsoI never knew what I was missing until I ran with another wolf. My wolf was content never to return to stay in the wild with Altas forever. The logical part of me knew it was not an option. He has obligations back at the pack, and I will, too, at some point. I secretly wish he wasn't the alpha, but knowing that is a very selfish wish, I will have to learn to adapt at some point. Unsure if I want those responsibilities that come with mating the alpha. I was just used to caring for myself and wasn't very good at doing that. Okay, I was terrible at it. However, right now, I was living in the moment of being chased by a large black wolf. Feeling him nip at me and play on the way back will forever be my life's top moments. Soon I found the trail to follow back to the cabin. I didn't transform until I was on the porch and ready to walk in the door. I had very few neighbors, if any, but I still wasn't prepared to face the music until necessary. Avoiding until ready was my plan; too
Atlas I have been reading book after book of prophecies, trying to find what I was looking for. I couldn't for the life of me remember if it was a white lycan or different colored eyes. Still, something sparked the idea in my wolf's mind, and I was not going fast enough looking for him because he was completely annoyed with me being here instead of with Calypso. A mating bond solidifies her in his mind for the pack, but the rest of our pack will need more. So I could only look at prophecies and cross my fingers for the doctor's report. I loved being the alpha of this pack, and I was terrified of them losing faith in me because of Calypso. I know that my wolf would not let me not choose her. I don't see how anyone could reject their mate. My brain and every fiber of myself was aching to return to her. To at least see her and be in her presence. Poor Liam had been at this all night looking through texts. He was snoozing on the couch in the library. I was letting him have a break befo
Calypso I have been reading for a while with a well-stocked supply of snacks from Letha. I understand the mate bond and pack life better. I need to learn about vampire life, but since I am with a pack, that's a little more important. Once I am welcomed into the pack, I can hear and understand the other lycans around me. I cannot imagine how overwhelming that will be for my wolf. She has been so alone for so long. I think I will have to baby step this whole pack life thing. I hope that Atlas will understand. I also hope that the pack won't be offended. It's such a delicate balance. I want to make a good impression, but it will be tricky until she gets used to running with wolves. I hope Atlas is open to my suggestions that I must run past him tonight. The mate bond was a whole different beast. Atlas and I can feel each other's emotions and communicate through thought in both lycan and human forms. The whole thing felt unnatural, and I wonder if that is because of my vampire side o
CalypsoThe rage I am feeling is overwhelming. I get outside and scream, falling to my knees on the wet ground. He is supposed to be my mate, my partner. Someone that will have my back but the hard truth is he just used me in a way I am not used to. I feel like I am slowly drowning and don't even realize it. This was all a dream that had turned into a nightmare. They all hate me; I wanted to ease my way into this pack. Instead, I got thrown into the deep end, and they didn't give me water wings.How dare he? I hear a commotion behind me, so I run off as quickly as possible instead of facing it. I am faster than any lycan. I run to my place and grab a backpack throwing snacks, books, and some clothes inside it. I know I will not leave forever; I cannot; I have to belong to a pack or coven, but I need a minute.I pick up a piece of paper and leave Letha a note; she deserves to know where I went. Well, maybe not where, but an idea I will return to when I get my head on right.Letha,Than
AtlasI didn't expect the angry mob of people. Well, I did imagine that it would be like this. I hoped it wouldn't, but life tends to go that direction when you make significant changes for your pack, and I hope they will accept what you are saying as fact. It was a slippery slope when dealing with prophecies, and I probably should have consulted some people about it before springing it on everyone. I also didn't expect to see Calypso get so upset; did she not understand that I had to establish her in the pack? She was my mate; I needed something to make them see reason. Hindsight, yes, I should have talked to her before this. Seeing her storm out of the building, the anger spilling out of her made the lycan's in her path cringe in pain from the rage coming from her. That was new; I did not expect her to have that power. The worst of it all was seeing her white blonde hair flip around, and her different colored eyed narrow at me with so much hate. Figure your shit out and leave me th