Unleashed by Sara Humphreys Page A

her name.

Chapter 4
    Malcolm walked into his house and cursed violently under his breath. He kicked his flip-flops off, sending them into the corner of the front hall.
    â€œProblem, sir?” Davis put the offending footwear in the closet.
    â€œI thought for certain once I saw her in person she’d have some kind of recognition of me as her mate. Something. Instead all I got was her irritation at my presence.” He sank into the large armchair. Staring into the fireplace, he visualized a roaring fire, and instantly one came to life before him.
    â€œWell, sir, at least your power seems to be strengthening. That’s something, then isn’t it?”
    â€œI suppose,” Malcolm said quietly. “I had gotten a glimpse or two of Sam yesterday through the windows, but when I waved at her, she ducked away like a frightened child. Her reactions are perplexing to say the least.” He let out a small laugh. “She obviously has no idea of what kind of power she possesses.”
    Davis puttered around the couch and rearranged the pillows. “Well sir, there has been no one to show her who she is or the ways of the Amoveo, until now of course.”
    Malcolm rubbed his tired eyes, and his mind wandered to the dream they shared last night. He had finally made the connection that had eluded them both for so long. Unfortunately, their first true contact in the dream realm had not been what he’d hoped for.
    â€œDid you have any success connecting with her yet?”
    Malcolm’s eyebrows flew up in surprise, and he turned to look at Davis. The crafty old bird knew exactly what kind of trouble he’d been having but was doing his best to be polite. Davis had been with his family for so many years, and so it shouldn’t come as a surprise that he’d seen right through Malcolm’s charade.
    â€œAm I that transparent Davis?”
    Davis said nothing but just kept straightening out the already neat living room.
    Malcolm smiled. “Well, some success yes. At full strength, I can control the entire environment of the dream realm, but last night’s encounter proved I’m not there yet.”
    â€œHow do you mean, sir?”
    â€œA seagull manifested out of nowhere and interrupted us before we could finalize our connection.”
    â€œA seagull? That’s odd.”
    Malcolm made a small sound of agreement and stared into the fire. Last night reminded him that he wasn’t up to par yet. Just having Sam close had given him so much more of his strength back, but until they were bound by the mating rites he was only running on half strength. Still, the seagull was disturbing more than startling. When it flew at them, it had a look of death in its eyes, and it was directed straight at him.
    â€œMight I make a suggestion? She is a contemporary woman who knows nothing of your ways or traditions. You cannot expect to court her the way you would court a traditional Amoveo female. It seems to me you’ll have to court her like a human.”
    â€œDon’t say it! Don’t even think of saying it,” he bellowed, putting his hand up to silence him.
    â€œVery well, sir.” Davis turned to leave. “Do you require my services anymore this afternoon, sir?”
    â€œNo, Davis.”
    â€œGood day, sir.” He quietly left the room.
    Malcolm sat in silence for some time, staring into the fire. After what seemed like an eternity, he walked out the French doors to the deck overlooking the ocean. He wandered around the porch, which wrapped around to the front of his house. The sun slowly set over the marsh, casting a fiery glow over the reeds and pools of water. Malcolm watched the great white egrets as they gracefully walked through the marsh waters. He envied them and the simplicity of their life. He leaned on the porch railing and closed his eyes to better hear the sounds of his new home. However, as much as he tried to, he couldn’t block out his