Sunday, 21 February 2016

Sunday, February 21, 2016 -

Saved by a Werewolf

a paranormal shifter romance
by Jocelyn Cross
Published: Jan 7, 2016
Words: 33,572
Category: paranormal, shifter, romance
Orientation: M/F
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As her memories suddenly came rushing back, Angelica was filled with terror as she lay in the bed all alone. Feelings of helplessness welled up around her in the darkness and her tears began to return. She worried that Luc would not understand these horrible feelings and finally voiced her concerns as she whispered into the comforter, "Why don't you come hold me, Luc? Why don't you come and tell me everything is going to be alright?" She sniffled as her tears fell, her body trembling from the emotional cocktail in which she was immersed. She had a sudden need to be comforted ... by Luc, experiencing a powerful longing for her savior. Again, she murmured into the pillow. "Oh why don't you come hold me, Luc?"

Normal ears would not have picked up on her mutterings into the huge down comforter. Certainly, they would not have heard those muttered yearnings through the closed door, and down the hallway. But Luc had much better hearing and vision than anyone who knew him. They marveled at what he could pick up in the woods: the soft step of a deer, the slight change in shading across a ravine that others could only verify as a predator through the use of a telescope mounted on their high-powered rifle. Luc always picked up the tell-tale signs well before his friends and acquaintances.

Tonight was no different. As Angelica murmured her fear and longing, Luc suddenly lifted his head, tilting it in the direction of Angelica's bedroom. He moved silently down the hallway, afraid to disturb his guest and even more afraid that he had heard her mumbling through a dream. Carefully, he opened the door and peeked inside. Angelica was tucked into the huge comforter on the bed with her back to the door. With the stealth of a predator in the wild carefully approaching his prey, Luc moved cautiously closer to the bed. Was she asleep?

Deciding that Angelica was indeed sleeping, Luc knelt cautiously on the bed, leaned over and gently kissed her cheek. He whispered, hoping that in her sleepy haze she would somehow understand him, "You're safe here. I won't let anything harm you." Then he slowly moved off the bed so she wouldn't be disturbed.

"Don't go," she said in the darkness. "I'm so scared! Would you at least hold me for a little while?"

Though she did not turn, he knew she was awake. Saying nothing, Luc kicked off the moccasins he was wearing and slowly lifted the comforter to slide in next to Angelica. Seeing that she was naked beneath the comforter he had a decision to make: should he lay on top of the covers or slide in with her?

"It's OK," he heard her say quietly.

To understand how these two got here, we have to go back to the accident on the highway.