against the skin under my thighs is noticeable. Water thunders into the tub as Jax returns. He helps me stand and holds my arm as we walk to the bathroom.
While I’m definitely sore, I can’t believe I can move like this after a nearly fatal gunshot wound, and I ask, “Did this morning really happen? How can I be walking?”
“You mean yesterday morning, and yes, you really did take a bullet for me.”
I stop and stare at him. I was trained to look out for number one, and getting between Sean and Jax wasn’t a knee-jerk reaction I learned. It must have been our true mate bond. “Jax.” He gazes at me with concern, and I smile as I realize my destiny really is with him. I say, “I’d do it again.”
The water is deliciously hot when Jax helps me sink into it. He leaves me with the promise of bringing me food when I’m done.
I lean my head back and revel in the warmth of the water as it soothes my aching limbs. My body was developed to be a killing machine, and it can now transform into a fierce animal. While I never wanted to be a werebear, it’s always been part of my genetic code, and I have no choice but to accept it. The more I discover what that means, the more I realize I’ve been living in a world based on lies that are either meant to mislead or are born from ignorance. Because the werebear I love is neither vicious nor evil. Jax is kinder than the humans I know and is proof that werebear are empathetic beings. It makes me wonder if perhaps both races can find a way to live in peace.
Water trickles as I lift my hand and flash to the things I saw during my change. I picture the large paws and long claws that were my hands. I’m more powerful now than I ever dreamed I could be. Tori wants me to be a warrior, and I think perhaps my destiny is more than being Jax’s true mate. I wonder if maybe I’m meant for far more.
12
A fter Jax brought me dinner my energy came back, and he informed me that Tori wanted to talk to me. I hope it’s about my place in the clan. Now that I’m a werebear I need her to understand I’m not a threat, I’m an asset. The past day’s events have made me realize I miss living in a world of emotions and love. I had that as a child before my parents became enamored with the Eradicators, and now that I’m experiencing it again, I’m questioning everything I’ve known for the past decade.
The male-dominated mentality of the Eradicators has always bothered me, but I was able to handle the need for no close ties, and the cold, calculated thinking required of an assassin. I was one of the best marksmen and enjoyed a heightened status because of it. But the reality is, I can’t kill without just cause. And while I fear my hardened heart may take time to soften to others beyond my true mate, I believe I will find my way back.
Jax leads me down the stairs by my hand, and my palm is damp with sweat like the last time I was called to speak to the alpha. He says, “Don’t be nervous. Tori is happy you’ve joined us.”
I squeeze his fingers as I recall a conversation I overheard between Jax and Tori during my change. I say, “She’s just happy you’re mated and will bring more children to the Veilleux clan.”
“You heard us?”
Jax said he couldn’t wait to be a father. The idea of having his baby makes me smile. “I did.”
He stops and turns to face me. Because he’s one stair down we’re eye level. He asks, “How do you feel about that?”
I smile as I contemplate being a mother. I surprise myself with the longing I feel, because a family wasn’t something I’d considered once I was chosen to be an assassin. “I like it.” I quickly add, “I’m not in a rush or anything, but yes, someday I do want to have children with you.”
Jax’s lips are soft on mine as he kisses me quickly and says, “Whenever you’re ready, say the word. I can’t wait to give my best effort for the cause.” He winks at me and turns forward to continue our descent.
When we
While I’m definitely sore, I can’t believe I can move like this after a nearly fatal gunshot wound, and I ask, “Did this morning really happen? How can I be walking?”
“You mean yesterday morning, and yes, you really did take a bullet for me.”
I stop and stare at him. I was trained to look out for number one, and getting between Sean and Jax wasn’t a knee-jerk reaction I learned. It must have been our true mate bond. “Jax.” He gazes at me with concern, and I smile as I realize my destiny really is with him. I say, “I’d do it again.”
The water is deliciously hot when Jax helps me sink into it. He leaves me with the promise of bringing me food when I’m done.
I lean my head back and revel in the warmth of the water as it soothes my aching limbs. My body was developed to be a killing machine, and it can now transform into a fierce animal. While I never wanted to be a werebear, it’s always been part of my genetic code, and I have no choice but to accept it. The more I discover what that means, the more I realize I’ve been living in a world based on lies that are either meant to mislead or are born from ignorance. Because the werebear I love is neither vicious nor evil. Jax is kinder than the humans I know and is proof that werebear are empathetic beings. It makes me wonder if perhaps both races can find a way to live in peace.
Water trickles as I lift my hand and flash to the things I saw during my change. I picture the large paws and long claws that were my hands. I’m more powerful now than I ever dreamed I could be. Tori wants me to be a warrior, and I think perhaps my destiny is more than being Jax’s true mate. I wonder if maybe I’m meant for far more.
12
A fter Jax brought me dinner my energy came back, and he informed me that Tori wanted to talk to me. I hope it’s about my place in the clan. Now that I’m a werebear I need her to understand I’m not a threat, I’m an asset. The past day’s events have made me realize I miss living in a world of emotions and love. I had that as a child before my parents became enamored with the Eradicators, and now that I’m experiencing it again, I’m questioning everything I’ve known for the past decade.
The male-dominated mentality of the Eradicators has always bothered me, but I was able to handle the need for no close ties, and the cold, calculated thinking required of an assassin. I was one of the best marksmen and enjoyed a heightened status because of it. But the reality is, I can’t kill without just cause. And while I fear my hardened heart may take time to soften to others beyond my true mate, I believe I will find my way back.
Jax leads me down the stairs by my hand, and my palm is damp with sweat like the last time I was called to speak to the alpha. He says, “Don’t be nervous. Tori is happy you’ve joined us.”
I squeeze his fingers as I recall a conversation I overheard between Jax and Tori during my change. I say, “She’s just happy you’re mated and will bring more children to the Veilleux clan.”
“You heard us?”
Jax said he couldn’t wait to be a father. The idea of having his baby makes me smile. “I did.”
He stops and turns to face me. Because he’s one stair down we’re eye level. He asks, “How do you feel about that?”
I smile as I contemplate being a mother. I surprise myself with the longing I feel, because a family wasn’t something I’d considered once I was chosen to be an assassin. “I like it.” I quickly add, “I’m not in a rush or anything, but yes, someday I do want to have children with you.”
Jax’s lips are soft on mine as he kisses me quickly and says, “Whenever you’re ready, say the word. I can’t wait to give my best effort for the cause.” He winks at me and turns forward to continue our descent.
When we
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