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They repeated after Charlotte words about sharing pain and joy, hardships and dreams… the words feeling like magic, disappearing into the air and into the woods to be kept as sacred vows—sacred whispers to endure on the breath of time. And when they slipped their hands out of the knot, holding each other's gaze, a crow above announced its approval and flew off into the forest—taking their story on its wing to share with those beyond the Veil.

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z

On Midsummer's Eve in the same cottage where the deaths of the pack's alyko had been faked, a new hope arrived. The next Hallowell heir was born. Thelonious Hallowell came out at a healthy weight of well over nine pounds, much to everyone's surprise—especially August's.

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z

"Yes. That's mine," she said, gesturing toward the very impressive size of his masculinity that was on display for all to see.

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z

August roared as the contraction passed. She was even more breathless.

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z

"Uh," Nedra laughed nervously. "So… Selah can use portals. I guess that's obvious now."

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z

As much as he wanted to heal any trace of what Andreas had done to her—and he would, Goddess, he would—he wanted her to realize how much he cherished every part of her as well. He wasn't going to try to erase anything that had imprinted itself on her life or her experience, because it made her who she was today. It made her a warrior. It made her his mate.

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z

The scars on her face that Andreas had left had pearlized and turned white. They weren't the angry red marks that they had been before. Lucas didn't notice them at all when he looked at her. And he wanted her to realize that—to truly believe it.

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z

He was torn. If she was somehow capable of knowing his name, she was powerful enough to help him. There was something that made him inherently want to trust her, want to believe her, and it wasn't simply because he was desperate to stop this beating heart in his chest. He wanted her guidance. He wanted her grace. But why? He couldn't understand it.

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z

"Let him go and I can help you, Daegel," she said.

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z

"I don't give a shit who he is," the male pressed on Sage's back to emphasize his point, causing the pup to cry out. Everyone gasped in unison, startled by the movement that could have been it. "Turn me back. Now!"

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z

Seth sat up from under Graeme, fresh blood dripping from his mouth and nose and a cut above his eye, which was quickly swelling. But both males forgot the fight and scrambled to their feet when they saw what had happened. The boy had stumbled into the cage with the vampire.

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z

And then a pummeling of thunder returned to his chest, knocking him to the ground where he writhed, clawing at his own flesh in terror.

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z

"What do you think we are doing?" A voice rang in his ears, but not one of them had spoken.

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z

The vampire's eyes went wide when he felt that strange sensation above his heart once again, but this time it grew larger and warmer. For a moment he thought these witches were going to burn him from the inside out beginning with his chest. One of them had spoken before of lighting a fire. Was this the fire they were speaking of? A fire in his chest?

My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

Fantasy · emme_z