lockquote> He was running.....
Running towards something.....but he didn't know what.....
Something had drawn him to this forest, so much as called out to him.
As he ran, he sensed it again, out there. It was close, whatever it was and the pull of it was so strong, it made him momentarily lose focus.
He skidded to a painful halt, the snow blossoming out in white wings at his sides.
A child. Wearing a pink hat, scarf, boots and mittens and a navy coat, her long blonde hair falling down her shoulders.
Her green eyes were on him. That's how they meet for the first time.
That night she protects him.....she innocently calls him her "puppy" not knowing that he is her destiny, her fate, her mate, her everything.....
And so the connection begins.....31 YEARS LATER...... I've never gone with the wind
Just let it flow
Let it take me where it wants to go
Meet Sonia Arlington
. She is the daughter of former Senator Lassiter Arlington and Cherise Arlington who were assassinated 31 years ago
. She has been lonely for a long time and has accepted that she always will be. Because she has secrets which she cannot let anyone discover. A promise to her dead father binds her from opening up completely to anyone
....not even to her guardian, her father-like figure Gregor.....no one. She was gifted, her father had told her. She sensed things. Strange things. She smelled things too. Things others didn't smell. And these were only part of her many gifts. And she could share it with no one.....not even the fact that she had a very rare disease which if left untreated might kill her..... Till you open the door
There's so much more
I've never seen it before
But one day, at the end of a very normal, usual day everything changes and her normal, happy, lonely life turns upside down....when her handsome wolf, someone about whom she has had dreams for years now, comes barging into her life...
Dark eyebrows, sky blue eyes, strong jaw, interesting nose, full bottom lip. He was, put simply, beautiful.
Tall ( I mean seriously tall).
Arrogant (way too arrogant).
Sweet (oh so sweet).
A Medieval Caveman ( I mean seriously, my inner feminist was shrieking with outrage at some of his tactics, expectations, and actions!!).
(Sorry, can't help my excitement....I've read a paranormal romance after sooooooooooooooo long!!! ;) )
HA! Not just any werewolf but he's the KING OF WEREWOLVES!!!
And he's determined to have his mate, to claim her......and impatient, very
He didn’t tease her.
He didn’t let her wrap her limbs around him.
He didn’t wait for her invitation.
He slanted his head and he kissed her.
Sonia absolutely loved this dream!
Her mouth opened under his and that was it.
He wants to spend an eternity with her but has only decades of her human life or maybe even less....
“The days, I can forget, baby doll. But the nights…” his voice dropped to a hoarse growl, filled with intense feeling, “the nights will be torture knowing I won’t have this for eternity.”
And so without wasting any time he begins the claiming or his version of courting
“Now, take your hands off me,” she demanded.Affectionate???
“No,” he replied.
She went even stiffer.
Callum ignored it again.
“My people are affectionate, Sonia. We touch. We hug. We cuddle.” Amongst other, more pleasurable things he decided it sensible not to share at that moment. “You’re going to need to get used to this.”
That term is like the understatement of the year....
He expects, NO, COMMANDS
her to sit on his lap always
.....I mean seriously always
"The queen’s duty is to support her king. You stand by my side or sit in my lap, however I want it, and you listen, you learn and then, after I perform my duties, which can often be not so much fucking fun, you’re available for me.”
“Available for you?” she asked angrily.
“Available for me,” he repeated.
“And what does that mean?”
“It means whatever the fuck I want it to mean.”
Yep, told ya!!!
have apparently skipped the 20th century and come straight from the 19th to the 21st century!!!
And he thinks everything is perfectly alright.....freaking perfect....until Ryon, his cousin (whom I seriously liked a lot!!!) enlightens him....
Ryon pulled in an annoyed breath and explained, “Cal, she-wolves don’t hide their emotions. You know where you stand. They’re pissed, they come at you. They feel playful, they jump you. They need affection, they nuzzle you. They want something, they ask for it and you get it for them. Female humans are not like that. They communicate in a kind of… a kind of…” he hesitated before snapping out the word, “code that only they understand. Half the time, you’ll never have any fucking clue what’s going on in their heads. Female humans’ minds are like the answer to the meaning of life, impossible to decipher.”
Poor, poor, clueless Callum!!!! *pointing finger and laughing*
But even though he acted like a medieval jerk sometimes....he still managed to make me fall for him....Managed???
*snorts* He made me fall for him spectacularly
With his temple, he nuzzled her own then down her cheek, to her jaw, up again and into her hair.
This tender, beautiful gesture was him marking her, his mate, claiming her as his own.....*sigh* And I absolutely loved it when she started doing it too!! I was trying to fly
But I couldn't find wings
Then you came along
And you changed everything
He gives her the best Christmas she's had in 31 years (And trust me when I say that she had a thing for Christmas....I mean she starts preparing for the next Christmas even before the current one is over....and she does this every year!!!)
......and vows that she would never be lonely again....especially not when she needed him....when she's in pain.........And with him she'll never have to hide again.....
“Sonia, no one will ever hurt you. Not when you’re with me.”
She felt a different kind of tremble slide through her body.
Because his voice wasn’t firm when he said that.
His deep, rich voice was rock-solid. Like those words weren’t just words, they were a sacred vow.
And so he claims her.....
“Baby doll, you’re about to be claimed.”
Makes her his own forever.......
But she claims him too in her own special way......
In the box was a wide, simple, gold, human man’s wedding band.
Staring at the often neglected symbol of another culture’s connection between male and female, Callum felt something shift in him so huge it was as if the entire room moved. His chest tightened as did his gut but his mind blanked of everything but that fucking ring.
“Put it on me,” he ordered, his voice so thick it was almost harsh.
And she brings out his merciful side, his compassionate side.....
...my wolf, compassion is often mistaken for weakness when the fact is, there is very little that is more powerful than the courage it takes to give it. The one thing I know that’s even more powerful is the courage it takes to forge your own path, make your own mark and in doing so, make change. Leaders who follow are never remembered because they aren’t actually leaders. Leaders who are trailblazers, who lead their people to better horizons, who do that with strength, wisdom and compassion are revered.....
And he promises her that they will have a beautiful life together......
“My glorious queen, I told you we’d have a beautiful life, you and I.”
But for how long????What will he do when she's gone???
When his whole eternity is yawning before him without her???
He’d die for her. She was in a very important sense, his reason for being. You stood by me and I stood tall
"If I could have wished what I thought was my perfect mate on the wind and had her come back to me in a storm, I could never have come up with anything as exquisite as you.”
“I loved you before you took your first breath on this earth because that was my fate but you made me love you because you’re just… fucking… you.”
I had your love, I had it all
I'm grateful for each day you gave me
Maybe, I don't know that much
But I know this much is true
I was blessed because
I was loved by you
So what will happen when his mate, his queen dies??? Because she will.....the oracle has spoken.....the prophecy has been made.....
Her human life will be fleeting....
It's a beautiful story.......a wonderful experience.....don't miss out on it.....
“Wolves mate for life. We never cheat. We’re never unfaithful. We never leave. We mate for life. Our instinct, everything that makes us, everything that is us centers around our mate, our pack, our family. It’s the only thing that matters. Not beauty, not youth.”
I want a wolf of my own!!!!!!!!!!!
*deep breath* Ok, coming back to the point at hand....
Will this wolf get his mate for an eternity??? Or will he have to exist forever in agony without his love, his life, his wife
To live the perfect dream with the perfect woman what amounts to a blink in your long life only to have it swept pitilessly away and then find a way to be happy for eternity?
Impossible, Callum thought.
Read the book and find out......
“Cal?” she called.
His eyes opened instantly, they were golden, she loved that so much she felt her heart swell and she whispered, “You love me?”
He answered without hesitation. “With everything I am, baby doll, and everything I’m meant to be.”
Both his hands came to her head, sliding into her hair, pushing it back.
Then he stated throatily, “You love me.”
Sonia rested her lips against his but with her eyes open and, staring in his, she whispered, “With everything I am, wolf, and everything I’m meant to be.”
Lyrics taken from Crazier by Taylor Swift and Because you loved me by Celine Dion (love their songs!!) :)
Here's a sneak peek from the next book......I freaking cannot wait for this!!!!!!!!!!!!
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At that exact moment… elsewhere…
Oh my God, they were hunting me.
I ran, my breath ragged, a stitch cutting agony through my side, as I heard them getting closer. Closer.
Fast. Too fast.
I was a girl and maybe not Jackie Joyner-Kersee but I wasn’t out of shape. They’d gain but not that fast.
That didn’t mean they weren’t gaining that fast.
And I was terrified.
And then someone saves her.....
I panted in his blood-stained face.
He stared, intense and frightening, into mine, his gaze, honest to God, like a touch.
I stopped panting because I stopped breathing.
His face came closer and my stomach clenched, my muscles tensed near to snapping, my chest burned but his head veered and he touched his temple to mine, slid it back, rubbing it through my hair.
I sucked in breath only to hold it again when his hands left my armpits. One to travel down my side and then curve to become an arm around my back holding me so strong, I was plastered to his front. One going up, over my shoulder and in to curl tight and freakishly warm around the side of my neck.
His chin dipped and I felt his lips at my ear.
“Mine,” he growled in a deep, guttural, forceful way that even I, who had no clue what was happening, I just knew I didn’t like it one… single… bit, agreed.
When he said “mine”, he meant me.
:DDD Yep. The third lifemates have met and I FREAKING CAN'T WAIT FOR THEIR STORY!!!!!!!! And to all my GR Friends who recommended KA's books to me THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!! I FREAKING LOVED THIS ONE!!!
Ok, too much 'freaking' in there...*shutting up*
Lol!! ;) Reply