Bronwen  “You ran.” He looks up at me, his big blue eyes full of accusation. “I'm sorry. You growled at me and I thought I did something wrong and you were going to attack me.” I say to him, remembering the fierce growl and look in his eyes. “I am so sorry for that. You touched me on my- never mind. I just lost control for a second. Then when you ran it was my instinct to get you back.” He says, staring up at me. I feel like he is t

Bronwen  I am lying curled into a ball on my bed later that afternoon when my door bursts open and Andras walks in. He takes in my tear-stained face and red, puffy eyes with a grimace. “I guess your little tryst wasn't as fun as you thought it would be, was it?” “Excuse me?” I ask him, sitting up in the bed, surprised. “When you left the school with Noah. What happened? Did Maci catch you two in the act? Or did he just not measure up

Bronwen  “Okay. Now it is time for Project Truth. Come on, lay it on me.” Morana is sitting criss-cross-applesauce on my bed, bouncing with excitement, while I lean back against the headboard in resignation. “Okay.. where do you want me to start?” “Do it in order. So..?” She asks questioningly and I sigh. Great. She wants to discuss my sexual experiences in chronological order. Well, alphabetical order to since Andras comes before No

Andras "Ookkayyy... I don't really know what that means."I watch as her face shows no recognition at the word. I just see a look of blank confusion on her beautiful face and I let out a long sigh. Now comes the hard part. I have to try to explain the mate bond without her thinking that I am some kind of a damn loon. “Mate?” Bronwen repeats skeptically, to which I nod. We are already off to a bad start because judging by the look on h

Andras   I don't think that I will ever forget the terror that I felt when I heard Bronwen scream, the sound ringing out in the store, echoing in my mind. I am kicking myself for not paying better attention to my surroundings. When I am in a public place like this, I tend to tune out my senses. If I used my hearing or smell, I would be overloaded, so I try to just focus on one thing at a time. I was doing really well until my one thing that I was focusing on left me alone. Then I was trying to find something to hone in on when I should have stayed focused on her. Anything could have happened to her while I was trying not to breathe in the over-powering scent of perfumes, body odors and over-ripe produce in th