Knowing you have a mate gives you a strange type of high. You know you'll never be able to hold him, or love him or even admire him from afar without getting slander from the whole pack and yet, you still somehow find yourself hoping that maybe this is the moment when you finally break out of the prison of an isolated life. It was that very thinking that held me together for roughly a week. I never should have even thought about Daniel after he announced Mallory as his mate. I should have gotten over everything long ago and live my live stubborn and strong. But once again, life must simply destroy any chances of letting me have what I want. It didn't matter what I did--I could have been slapped in the face, I could have been making …show more content…
I feel a rough hand on my spine, forcing my shoulders to move back and give me a nicer posture. Then Daniel spoke. "We all know why we're here today," I can feel Daniel's presence behind me and it takes a lot of willpower to stay stoic, "A little birdie once told me that hopes and dreams could come true if I believed. Then I watched, petrified as that little birdie was eaten alive by a wolf." I tried not to scrunch my eyebrows together as I listened. Instead, I focused on how I could almost feel Daniel's breath on my ear. It didn't help my imagination, but it was a definite distraction. "That wolf was my father. He told me to not listen to fragile being like birds. He said they may rule the skies but they should never rule your heart. It seems today, a little bird's heart has shown up among us strong wolves." I feel Daniel's warm hands touching my shoulders and I can't help but relax into his stern grip. I hear the audience start to giggle. Daniel's hand disappear from my shoulders and instead turns my body to face his. Looking me dead in the eyes, he speaks to only me but loud enough so everyone else could hear, "Kendra Hartman, possible destroyer of my pack, wreck to our society and future Luna of the Eclipse pack: I formally and wholeheartedly reject you as my destined mate." The audience laughs uncontrollably. I can see in my blurring peripheral that people were starting to stand and clap
Marcus had a bemused look on his face that melted into one of pure incredulity. First she refused to come down, and then , she wandered off without leave? As a naval commander and ship's master, the penalty for any slave who left the person of any officer without leave was to be lashed to the deck for a half day and get 10 strokes of the Cat. And yet, this brazen cocotte with the copper tresses felt free to so disrespect her own Master in his own household?
it is life, Mama!” Mama: “Oh—so now its life. Money is life. Once upon a
In the process of growing up as a child, Daniel admired his grandfather and specially all the effort and dedication he put into his jobs. His grandfather was always a man of determination, and used to work very late to bring food to his family, but always showing a big smile always inspire his grandsons. Daniel also describes his childhood as very usual of having friends, playing with his twin brother and exploring the world. The best memory of Daniel during his childhood was when he received his first dog. Even though it was just a little pet he got, he never taught he could get one of his own. On the other side, one of the worst experience in his life was on a thanksgiving dinner at his aunt house when he was 11 years old. Daniel and his twin were dressed up very nicely for the dinner and playing around the backyard with a stick. All of a sudden his twin brother push him with the stick and make him fall into the pool. Therefore, Daniel got all his clothes wet and his mother was very upset and blaming Daniel for the
“Please, Scott.” You felt a ball forming in your throat—you didn’t want to cry but you couldn’t help it. You felt a tear stream down your face, “I’m scared...”
I'll be out shortly,” I said, although there was nothing to talk about. I needed to clean Brian off my skin and get dressed. Walking around in a towel was not a good idea. At quick glance, my cheeks had a rosy glow that hadn't been there before, and my blue eyes sparkled like a woman in love. Mirrors were deceiving. I hadn't seen that stupid doe-eyed look in a long time and it pissed me off to see it now. Damn Brian Rigshaw, and his irresistible magnetism. Brian had a commanding presence, and he captivated me from the moment I first laid eyes on him. He was attractive sure, but there was something about him that made you stop and take notice, something that made me love him. I didn't want to feel this way. I'd made a series of bad decisions tonight. There were no take backs, and I couldn't hide forever, I would have to deal with all of
Daniel quickly shot his head up and shook his head, his hands came down and grabbing her's as his eyes relocked with her's. “Listen, what I'm saying, it had nothing to do with that part of your past.” It has to do with out past, he wanted to tell her, it has to deal with our curse – The curse that can break.
" Of course," I replied, with a bit to much excitement in my voice. I reached around my neck for my key chain and unlocked the changing room door and opened it motioning for Dan to walk in. He said "thank you," looking up from the ground and half smiled at me, making my heart melt and my soul shatter into a million pieces. Then we both reached for the door handle and our hands touch for the smallest fraction of a second , we made eye contact and the world froze. I didn't think about Phil or Carissa standing only a few feet away string at us, or about my report that i had to write for my English class. All i thought about was the brief feeling of his warm soft hand against mine and his beautiful, smoldering brown eyes staring back into mine. "Sorry" we both mumbled pulling away as the world came back into motion. I stood there in a daze at what had just happened. It's like that moment in Cinderella 3 when Cinderella and the
Kane and I joined them, and somehow we all ended up in the same place as we always do, laughing so hard that my ears rang with the sound of gurgling and the feeling that if I don’t stop now, I’d collapse
Daniel had just started his second year at Sword & Cross, Gabbe had just told him earlier that she'd be coming after being gone for nearly eight months now. Daniel knew her reason; She was worried about Daniel. Lucinda's approximate birthday was nearing, and that meant Daniel was soon to see her again. But, after the lake. . . Daniel saw the pain in her eyes, he saw the scared look in her eyes. And he knew he had to give her a chance now. He wouldn't fall in love with her. Or at least, he wouldn't let them get close enough to allow them to even be
“I fell,” Madge answers through gritted teeth, clutching her calf tightly as she blinks out tears from her eyes as quickly as she can. It was just her luck that she’d fall off the wall like a complete idiot right after being told to quit. Maybe the odds really weren’t in her favor.
General Patrick finally took notice of the trident on the uniforms of all of the men sitting at the table, not to mention the tape on the uniforms that read ‘US Navy’. “How the hell….” General Patrick said out loud.
Flich will not stop talking with his mouthful. Walker seems use to it as his ear is literally chattered off.
“Move it Shimmer!” someone says before roughly shoving me out their way in the hallway.
. Chapter Two . “Carter, what are you doing in my office? And Juliana, you too, what are you doing here?” Carter’s older brother, Max Cooper glared at us angrily. “I thought I banned you from this place after the last time.” I cringed. The last time we were here Carter and I -mainly me- accidentally let lose a creepy beast thing that had been terrorizing and scaring people, the CMTHOE had caught it a few days earlier and locked up until they could send it back to its homeworld. And we had almost set it free again. “Get out now.” Max ordered. “No,” Carter said, “Max please just hear me, us out.” “I said, get out my office.” “Actually,” informed Carter, “You said, “Get out now.” Max glared at
“A wolf?” The officer asked me. “Miss… There are no wolves in Maine. Maybe a coyote?”