Book Chapter52
Once she stops her display of outrage, Cash leads Kennedy up onto the top deck. Pack members are gathered around like they are going
to watch an outdoor concert.
Kennedy stands there looking solemnly at the lake; her eyes are only focused on that little island. Is she having memories about the little land in the middle of the lake filled with blueberries? Tears keep coming. She doesn’t even bother to wipe them away from her freckled face. Hair blowing in the breeze gets stuck on her cheek. Her skin is pale, no longer sporting a healthy glow. You can see the pain and misery in her soul.
Her skirt moves in all kinds of directions as the wind slightly picks up. Her bare thighs are exposed, and Cash can’t help but stare at them. Waves start to crash against the shore, the wind whispering a low moan through the forest as it bends the leatless limbs back and
forth.
I can see Cash’s strong pulse in his neck pound away, his hurricane inside himself blowing furiously
He takes her hand in his. She pulls away, but his hold is too strong to break. The sun slowly sinks in the sky behind us, while the moon is rising above. The sky whispers a sigh as the last rays of light leave behind the darkened night that holds the moon in its place.
It’s just C
Cash and Kennedy up there, no one else. Just those two holding hands, facing each other.
His muscles are twisting and shaking underneath the skin that wants to shed. She holds herself still, except her hands keep trying to
break the grip
An incantation of words begins to pour from his mouth.
“You are mine. You’re my hope, my love, my light, my weakness, my strength.” He pauses as if she is supposed to say something back to him. She keeps her mouth tight tipped, and I can see him eyeing her hard.
“You are mine. You’re my hope…” she cries out on trembling vocal cords. He just stares dead into her eyes.
“My love.” It looks like she can hardly stand up. Her breath is leaving her, the pressure on her hands looking like it’s becoming unbearable. Her fingertips are white with the loss of circulation. He holds her in place, demanding her to say the words without him having to say a single word to continue on
“My light, my wealmess, my strength…” She’s crying again, but it’s not with happiness
Dallas and his brothers stand with their parents in the front row of this show. I can’t see their faces as they watch this beneath the moon’s eye. I’m in the back, not really appreciating what this view has to offer.
This should be so much more, except there is nothing else. It’s as if she isn’t cared about. This won’t be a memory she puts up on her
wall
Pulling her into him, he breathes in her scent. He makes a face of slight disgust; I guess those deep crevices in her skin still hold the lingering scent of another. That should all change now as he will wipe away all traces of him off her body. It’s the mind that needs to be wiped clean
He doesn’t say anything else, and she tries to back away now. He’s swift, sinking teeth into a neck that will never show his mark
because of the nther it holds.
A soft moan escapes her lips, her body wrapping around him without her consent. Nature taking its course, he ties himself to her. He staggers and almost falls as her essence slams into him. He sheds a tear, I’m not sure what for. He looks at her now as it really seeing
her for the first time.
His neck angles to the side slightly, and he whispers something that makes her stiffen. It looks like some kind of threat. She shakes her head no. He still looks her in the eyes. “Kennedy, your choice, but either way I will be marked.”
He turns his neck again slightly for her to have access to his throat. I wonder if she will open it up. His hand goes against the soft part of her throat, claws coming out, sinking into the flesh. She’s bleeding slightly from it. I guess if she takes him out, he’ll take her out, and they will both die together.
He pulls her against him so her mouth is on his throat. She’s sobbing again, pounding at his chest
“Do it, now!” She shakes her head no, but her teeth have descended. No one in the pack is making a sound. The wind is the only thing
cheering then on as it rustles the leaves frantically on the ground.
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With a heaving breath, she sinks her teeth into him, holding him to her. They stay like that for a moment, unable to move, cry they are just breathing each other in. The moon is high in the sky, looking down at her children taking the proper pathshe has made for them.
This should be a beautiful sight we’re witnessing. It’s everything else but beautiful.
Isn’t love grand!
She’s unable to stand anymore, toes off the ground as he just holds her up, pressed flush against his body. I can smell him, malet hormones of mating leaking out his pores, saturating into her.
Her teeth come out of his marked neck that is visible and red, still bleeding slightly. His claw comes out of her neck, and they both regard one another.
“Run.” Cash’s voice is deep sounding, his body starting to shift slightly to fur.
“When I find you, I’m going to make you mine in every single way.” He lets go of her, taking a step back. Dallas looks at his watch and nods his head to his brother. Cash starts to takeoff his shirt, one button at a time. I think Kennedy is shocked, so much she can’t even
