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Bain is a mystic wolf with no memory of who she is nor how she got to West Minister-field. But when a talking wolf and a sexy stranger appear with knowledge of who she is and a psychotic woman after her it seems they are the better option. But who exactly is Ty and why does he make her heart shudder with regret and love. Who is she that she feels complete and incomplete at the same time? And why is it her job to protect the earth from disaster? View table of contents...

Submitted:Apr 2, 2013    Reads: 73    Comments: 0    Likes: 2   

Her gasp filld his ears like music as he sank inside her. It was perhaps the six or seventh time they had started again. But who was really counting. Blaeze swallowed her moan and started a heavy rythm moving inside her. She wrapped her legs around his hips and his onyx amulet pooled between her breasts. She arched, her hips making him sink deeper with every thrust. He would never tire of this, his mate in his arms. She tipped her head to the side and hissed out a perfect, "Yes."

She drove him wild, Blaeze shifted up his fans lengthening and she clenchedaround him once then twice and tremors shook up her silken walls. She reared up and sank her fangs into his neck. He grunted before his sharpened teeth sank inot her shoulder. They came together, moving with langid slowness. Drawing out their orgasm, prolonging the perfect moment. Dru settled back licking the blood from her lips as she slid her arms from his shoulders and hummed in a contented way. Blaeze flopped next to her and catching his breath.

"I love you." He breathed running his fingers down her neck and between her breasts. She smiled at him.

"I love you too." She said and leaned down kissing him heatedly. "Now lets get up before Bain and Ty decide they have to come in and get us."

"Nothing like a sister in the room to get rid of an erection." Blaeze chuckled and she tossed a pillow at him. He climbed from bed and stretched. "You think we can trust him?"

"Desmond?" Dru asked and he nodded as he moved to the bathroom for a quick rinse. She joined him and leaned on the doorway. "He's always good on his word, always paid up when he needed to. Never went back on a deal. He was just secretive, seems untrustworthy. Everything he hired me to do was weird. Sketchy, but minor stuff. I've hunted vampires in the spotlight, stolen rare jewels from monarchs, but he just sent he out to demon territory to hunt down books, steal metal from a dwarf. Weird shit, but I dont think he cant be trusted."

"So until we know more, be cautious?" Blaeze asked as he looked at the ring on his pinky. DC, so strange.

"I think in this we trust Bain." Dru said and slipped into the shower.


Bain watched as they loaded things into the car to go to the airport. She looked over seeing Desmond on a phone. "I know it's short notice, but get me tickets." He yelled into the phone.

Ty came up behind her and she looked up at him. "What now love?" Ty asked.

"We go to London, and try to kill Bastian there." She said and huffed. "I dont understand why he approached us, you said he was mad because you were the one to orchastrate the who Ireland thing. But I'm not feeling that from him. He feels desperate to me."

"Love can make a man desperate." Ty said and rubbed her cheek. "I gave myself to Claire to protect you. And you gave up your memories and your ability to walk in Ireland to banish evil and save me."

"Yes, but what makes a Warlock this desperate." Bain asked. "Blaeze said Warlocks are known loners, and Desmond isnt like that. He supplies Bastian with snake demons, because he wants what Bastian is holding over him. Whover she is she must be special."

"She is." Desmond said as he hung up. Bain flushed as he said so. She'd been caught talking about him, that was rude.

"Who is she?" Bain asked.

"I dont think that is relevant is it?" Desmond asked. "I follow you to our ultimate goal."

"I think I would like to know what I'm looking for incase we come across it." Bain said. Ty nodded and offered a soft growl.

"Alright I'll tell you," Desmond said. She heard Blaeze and Dru appear behind the, carrying the last of the bags. "The woman Bastian stole from me, and ruined, is Claire Marionette Giselle Nightengale."


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