Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 47126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
The conversation that took place startled her.
“They’re a cult that is named something translated as ‘Disaster of the Otherworld’. The cult contains a select few of each species. Wolves, vampires and witches, warlocks, you catch my drift,” Raymond said.
“What do you they want?” Brandon asked.
“To annihilate you all and to rule the earth under their own power, that is what they want.”
Elle listened to their conversation in shock. The vampire who’d attacked her mother and enthralled her at sixteen had tried to stop her from mating with Brandon. Their mating was vital according to a prophecy in stopping the war being started by the wolves. Brandon would have led an army because she’d have left him. Hearing how her future had been foretold scared her. There was nothing any of them could do to stop this cult other than to fight them from all corners.
She saw the symbol the cult wore. It was a star with the five elements of the earth surrounded by a circle. The humans only knew four elements whereas the fifth element was the paranormal element.
All of them memorized the symbol. Raymond had killed one of the vampires within the cult, but there would be more to come.
When they left Brandon took her to his bed. He didn’t make love to her but held her tightly against him.
“How’s your back?” she asked.
“It’s healing. I’m a wolf, and the healing doesn’t take long,” he said.
“You didn’t have to do that for me,” she said, lifting up to look at him.
“Yes, I did. I’ll do everything to show you how amazing you are. You own my heart, Elle Smith.”
She smiled. “I could certainly get used to this.”
Brandon smiled, kissing her lips. “You better get used to it. I don’t intend to stop showing you how much I love you.”
“Is that a promise?” she asked.
“It’s a guarantee. You accepted me as your mate and the pack. You’re with me for life.”
Her smile fell. “It won’t be a long life for me. You’ll live a lot longer than I will.”
“No, I won’t. The moment I bit you and claimed you, I bound you to me. You won’t be strong like a wolf, but you’ll age slowly. When I die, we’ll go together and when we’re ready,” he said. “That’s what happened to my parents. They died together.”
Lifting her hand to his face, Elle kissed his lips. With Brandon by her side she could face anything. The problems they were about to face could be handled another day. For tonight she was safe in his arms surrounded by his love.
Epilogue
Three months later
Elle stared up at the sun as Brandon caressed her face with a daisy. The last three months had been a whirlwind of activity. The biggest change for her was the tattoo she now held on her back with a wolf and Brandon’s name underneath. The love she felt for her mate had grown, and every day that passed without the vampire’s enthrallment had brought her closer to Brandon. There were no lies, and they were inseparable.
Alexander and Charles remained in town, but everyone else had left to go and deal with their own covens or packs. The fear of the Disaster of the Otherworld still stayed with all of them. Elle wouldn’t forget the mark of the cult that was determined to ruin all of their lives.
“How are you feeling?” he asked.
“Loved.”
He chuckled. Brandon moved the daisy down to her exposed breast. They’d made love in the fields next to the lake. He wouldn’t let her out of his sight, and she loved it. His hand rested on her stomach.
“My baby is growing inside you,” he said.
She’d told him the news that morning. In response, he’d phone the diner and told the pack the news. His son or daughter was on the way. Elle smiled, touching her stomach. She was happy and a little scared. She held the future of their pack in her stomach.
“Are you scared?” he asked.
“Terrified.”
He leaned down to kiss her stomach. “We’ll get through this together,” he said.
She sighed.
“What’s on your mind?” he asked.
“What about the cult. The Disaster of the Otherworld?” Such a lame name but knowing what they planned for their future, Elle feared for all of them. The pack was her family, and she loved them. Thinking of any of them in danger upset her.
“You shouldn’t worry about anything. I’ve been talking with Alexander and Alaric. We’re reaching out to other packs in order to warn them. Our kind will fight back like we have done for centuries. It’s not over for us.” He cupped her face, pressing a kiss to her lips.
“I can’t help but worry. They’re a threat, and you’re being threatened. The thought of anything happening to any of you hurts me.” She pressed a hand to her chest as tears filled her eyes.