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Missy's Choice: Book Three of the A Wolf Affair Trilogy
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Summary
The war between the supernaturals of Wolf Mountain rages on when Missy's long lost grandparents appear and she learns that she is of royal fairy blood.
Dissatisfied with her choice in love, her grandfather not only tries to persuade her to rethink her choice in men, but he wants her to carry on his legacy - which was something her father rejected and the reason why she'd been raised as a human until after he died. With her mother now a wolf and her true love a vampire, Missy must decide between living the life she'd grown to love on Wolf Mountain or ruling a kingdom that she'd never known existed, but found to be a fascinating and pleasurable place to be.
"Missy's Choice" is the final book of the sexy and exciting "a Wolf Affair Trilogy".
What a few readers are saying...
"This was the perfect ending to a great series. I wasn't sure how everything would come together especially since I had a bad feeling about certain characters. This Book wrapped everything up perfectly though. ... I could not have asked for a better ending. These characters and this story will definitely stay with me long after I've finished."
"Wow, the Exorcist at it's best, or maybe worst, happens in this book. Dang! I really hope to see a Novella about Kenton's family background to tell us more about his family history. I already knew he was a great guy, and the little bit of information I gained from this book made me like him even more."
Publisher: Earth Wise BooksReleased: Apr 18, 2019ISBN: 0463500512Format: book
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Missy's Choice - Eileen Sheehan
Trilogy
Contents
Prologue
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Seventeen
Eighteen
Nineteen
Twenty
Twenty-One
Twenty-Two
Twenty-Three
Epilogue
Other Books
About the Author
A Sneak Peek at Vampire Witch
Prologue
My name is Missy Cramby. Welcome to the third installment of my story of how my life changed once I moved to Wolf Mountain.
In book one, a Wolf Affair
, I told the story of how my father left my mother, Maryanne, my thirteen year old brother, Josh, and me when I was fifteen. Almost immediately after this horrific event, my mother was laid off from her teaching job, due to cutbacks. The impact of dad’s departure, combined with finding herself suddenly unemployed, was so devastating to my mother that she clung to a bottle of Jim Beam for almost two years. We were fortunate in the respect that my mother had inherited my recently deceased great grandmother’s estate which included a sick amount of money. Even so, my mother’s inability to function as the head of household meant that I had to do some serious growing up so that our house and family wouldn’t fall apart.
When mom finally pulled herself together enough to resume her duties as a parent and live life again, she secured a teaching position at a school in a small town not far from the estate house she’d inherited and moved us from the flat suburbs of Chicago to the mountains of New York.
I’d thought that my dad leaving and my mom becoming a temporary drunk was the event that would have the biggest impact on my life.
Man, was I mistaken.
Moving into my great-grandmother’s country estate home opened the door to a world that I thought only existed in fairy tales, television, and movies.
The first few weeks of acclimating to country life were peaceful enough. It turned out that my great-grandmother had three horses that were being boarded elsewhere while the house sat empty. Since I’d been taking riding lessons for most of my life, my delight in seeing them being returned to the estate was huge. I immediately began spending my days exploring the many trails in the state reserve that bordered our land on horseback.
We’d been at the new house about a month when I met the hottest guy I’d ever laid eyes on while taking a moonlight stroll to walk off the excessive amount of food I’d consumed at a neighbor’s picnic . His name was Kenton Walters. The following night, as I sat outside in the wee hours of the morning enjoying the full moon and a midnight snack, Kenton paid me a visit. We sat and talked while I inwardly drooled over his hotness.
It became a nightly thing of ours until I invited him to attend a picnic to celebrate my eighteenth birthday. He disappeared for a few days, during which time I was introduced to the Jefferson family. Michael was the father, Ethan, the incredibly handsome older son, Wally -who was almost as good looking as Ethan- was the younger brother, and their cousin Cindy.
Cindy had so much in common with me that we quickly became besties.
Kenton eventually came back to pay me his usual middle of the night visit with the explanation that he’d been called away for duty. It wasn’t until later that I learned that the duty didn’t involve the US Reserves, but a special group of supernaturals, called the Association, who kept the peace amongst the other supernaturals. You see, Kenton is a vampire, but he prefers to consider himself a hybrid since, before he was turned into a vampire, he was half fairy and half elf.
The Jeffersons turned out to be the leaders of the neighborhood werewolf pack. If that isn’t enough to have to digest, Cindy wasn’t a werewolf who turned at the full moon like her cousins, but she had werewolf genes in her and was with them -against her will- for the purpose of breeding more little Jefferson werewolves.
The story got even more intense when I discovered that Josh wasn’t my blood brother. He was adopted by my parents when his birth parents -who were werewolves- were killed. To complicate things, my mother was a mixture of fairy, elf, and werewolf -with werewolf being the least in her genetics- and my father was a fairy. Sadly, wolves find fairies quite yummy.
When Josh - who was prone to sleepwalking- was around thirteen, he killed my father. It wasn’t until we’d moved to the estate house and all of the drama with the werewolves began that I discovered the truth. Not only did Josh kill my father, but when he found out his true identity, he mauled my mother nearly to death during his first full moon . She was scarred and her body was damaged beyond repair.
Although only of hint of the werewolf gene was passed on to me by my mother, it made me a target for Ethan to breed with. I didn’t know this when he used his werewolf mind control to coax me into having some of the best sex of my life with him. I also didn’t realize that my mother’s best friend from childhood, Hap, -who was also the chief of police- secretly filmed Ethan and me having porno quality sex and had uploaded it onto a pay- per- view website on the dark web. As shocking as that was, it didn’t compare with the discovery that Hap was also heavily involved in human trafficking.
To appease Michael’s urgent desire to increase his pack with fresh bloodlines, Hap kidnapped girls with werewolf genes and sold them to Michael; who clearly had no qualms about the whole sordid affair.
Cindy managed to escape the ever watchful eyes of the Jeffersons and told me about the evil goings on at the Jefferson household. She also confided Hap’s part in it all. Unfortunately, Hap found her in my company and overheard her confession. He forced us both into captivity in a hidden basement room where he made his illegal sex movies.
That’s when the true horror began.
Hap filmed a werewolf in human form raping Cindy and taking her virginity. Cindy barely had time to recover before another werewolf in human form entered the room. When he turned into a wolf, my first thought was that Hap was going to create a bestiality film for the dark web. That would have been bad enough, but what I was forced to witness while I was gagged and chained to the wall far exceeded such horror. The wolf literally dined on Cindy’s intestines while she lay there, very much aware of what was happening and still very alive.
Although I’d only just learned the truth about my heritage and had virtually no training in fairy or elf magic, through sheer will, I managed to send a telepathic message to my mother about what was happening. She enlisted Kenton’s help and came running. Sadly, it wasn’t before poor Cindy was disemboweled.
I first learned that he was a vampire when my beautiful Kenton was taken by surprise by a stake in his chest while rescuing us. It missed his heart, but it still paralyzed him so that he was no longer able to help us.
Josh arrived in an angry state. He turned into a werewolf and was about to kill me. Hap eagerly stood ready to film it for his sick patrons on the dark web. When my mother shifted into a wolf, she took Josh by surprise and killed him. After which, she tore out her long time friend’s throat. Staying in wolf form, she pulled the stake from Kenton and he revived.
Kenton received a telepathic message from mom stating that the crippling pain she’d been enduring since Josh mauled her human body wasn’t there while she was in her wolf form, therefore, she had no desire to become human again. I was saddened by this news, but I understood.
Kenton offered Cindy a merciful death by him breaking her neck or the opportunity to be turned into a vampire. She chose becoming a vampire. I asked Kenton to turn me as well, but he refused. After dozens of lively battles over the topic, I finally gave up and settled into resuming life with Kenton at my side.
Which brings us to the beginning of part two of my story, Wolf Mountain.
As if things weren’t intense enough, they got even more so after Cindy was turned into a vampire and the Association – a governing group for the supernaturals that was run by vampires – sent Amelia to help Cindy adjust to her new state of vampirism. Amelia had to be the bitchiest female on the planet.
Since, more than once, Cindy had tried to drink my blood and the ensuing war with Michael and his werewolves would mean that even more vampires would be coming to Wolf Mountain, my mother felt it was important that I learn to use the magic within me to protect myself. So, she sent for an old friend of hers and a very adept fairy named Godwin. Godwin was not only an adept fairy, but he was hot, hot, hot! He was the only guy that I felt could rival my lover, Kenton, in looks. Needless to say, his pheromones drove me crazy.
When the next full moon came around, bitchy Amelia was stupid enough to set my mother’s wolf temper off while she was visiting me in her human form and they got into an altercation. Godwin swept into the room and saw that Amelia was getting the better of my mother, so he turned Amelia to stone. Rather than send a replacement for her, the Association took Cindy away for her vampire training.
While heated up and angry about having to kill Amelia because of their fight, Godwin let slip a secret about mom for my ears to hear. Not only was she a lot older than I believed her to be, she and Kenton had been teenage lovers. Needless to say that I didn’t react well to the news. Mom reverted to her wolf form and took off into the woods. Kenton managed to explain things well enough to get me to take him back into my bed that night, but the next morning he was gone and I didn’t hear from him for a month.
During that month, Godwin dutifully helped me with my magic while we got to know each other. Not only was he incredibly handsome, I found him to be witty, funny, and kind. After a particularly long day of studies, he suggested we go out to dinner and a movie. One thing led to another and I found myself enjoying some incredible sex. As luck would have it, while making my way back to my own bedroom wearing nothing but my birthday suit, Kenton showed up with a box of my favorite donuts and a scowl. He tried to explain that he’d been called away on one of his mysterious missions which was why I hadn’t heard from him, but it was too little too late. Although I was furious with Kenton for loving and leaving me like that, I was still sad to have things end like they did.
So, Kenton was gone and Godwin was in. We bonded hard and fast. More so on his end than on mine. By the time the vampires arrived and the war began, he was head over heels in love with me. I may not have been head over heels in love with him, but I was definitely smitten to the point of no return.
Both Kenton and Godwin underestimated the ever so devious Michael Jefferson, so when he showed up at my house with a veritable sea of soldiers, Kenton and his army of vampires were on the opposite side of the mountain. This left only Godwin and a handful of vampires to protect Cindy and me. (Oh yeah, in case I didn’t mention it, Cindy came back home after a month of vampire training and we were besties once again.) Michael got the better of our protectors and almost captured us, but we managed to escape into the mountains.
Unfortunately, Ethan and six of his werewolf buddies caught up with us while we were sleeping in a cave and waiting for the dawn. They beat up Cindy pretty bad and even ripped out her vampire fangs before they tied her down and gang raped her as a form of punishment for spoiling Michaels plans of increasing his pack by breeding the kidnapped girls.
Ethan restrained me so that I was forced to watch. I eventually got the presence of mind to pull on my magic, but since I was still new at using it, I didn’t realize that I’d pulled up enough to set them all on fire. Ethan got away, but the six who were raping Cindy all died.
More surprises came when I learned that I’d broken the supernatural law by killing those boys without it being an act of war and was taken before the Association for sentencing. It turned out that the leader of the association was none other than my lover, Godwin. It also turned out that he was not only a fairy, but a vampire. Because he wasn’t happy about being a vampire and kept it secret from most people, he hadn’t bothered to divulge that bit of information to me. Not only that, but he neglected to inform me that he had been slowly transforming me into a vampire as well. Since I wanted to become a vampire, I was more upset about him withholding the information than by the fact that I was becoming a vampire.
In order to hold the Association at bay and get them to drop the charges against me, he told them that he and I were to be engaged. He was darned lucky that when he sought me out to propose, I accepted.
This pretty much brings us up to the third part of my story, so let’s begin.
One
It was a week since I’d accepted Godwin’s proposal to marry him. I was still coming to terms with the fact that I was engaged.
My mother spent every moment that she could manage to steal me away from Godwin to converse with me about the reality of the commitment I was making. She reminded me that I was only eighteen years old with a very long life as a hybrid ahead of me. Godwin was four-hundred years and this was his first marriage. She felt I was rushing things. In a way, I had to agree with her. Marriage hadn’t been on my ‘to do’ list after graduating. It had been my plan to take a year off school while I decided on a major for college. I’d graduated high school so confused about who I was and what I wanted that, had I entered college right away, I would have entered as a Liberal Arts student. Not that it was such a bad thing to go that route, but, after watching my mother fumble for a grasp on reality for a few years after my dad died, I wanted to have a bit more focus before I entered a new chapter in my life.
Godwin, on the other hand, was adamant that it had taken him far too long to find the right woman to settle down with. He reminded my mother that she was about my age when she married my father. He felt cheated and was eager to make up for lost time. He assured me that I’d still be able to go to college and study whatever it was that I wanted to study before we started a family. I saw some sense in that as well.
I felt like a favorite toy being fought over by two children who each had a valid claim to me.
In the meantime, Kenton avoided me as much as he could. We were forced into each other’s company once when he had to report to Godwin about Association business, but, for the most part, I didn’t see him. It was better that way. Seeing him only brought pain and confusion to an already confusing situation.
My world got so twisted in my mind that I insisted on sleeping alone in my bed while I sorted things out. Although, not happy with my decision, Godwin respected it. That didn’t mean that he kept away completely. He’d slip in when he was confident that my mother was unawares and would make passionate love to me until my body was practically worn out and then scoot off to his own bedroom with mom none-the-wiser.
There were a few mornings when I awoke with him inside of me. It frustrated me that he could climb into my bed and make use of my body for his own pleasure and release without me being aware of it. I mentioned this to him and he finally came clean and admitted that it was all part of the turning process. Not his habit of morning sex with a half-corpse, but the fact that I couldn’t wake up very easily. The morning sex was something that he simply craved and, since he insisted that I was animated and verbally consenting -even though I had no recollection of it- he wasn’t going to stop. I settled for his assurance that I would eventually wake up when he entered the room and be aware of every moment of our love making.
I have to be truthful. I wasn’t sure how I felt about his morning sex attitude, but, at the same time, I didn’t feel compelled to make a big deal of it. I found it to be more of an irritant than an offense.
It was then that I remembered how Cindy practically slept around the clock when she was first turned. He said that, although I was more tired and in need of sleep than usual, I didn’t sleep like Cindy because the transition was being done in a slow and easy manner through the transference of vampirism by way of his semen. Because it was a life and death situation for Cindy, she didn’t have the luxury of a slow transition. Kenton was forced to introduce his venom into her system in order to save her life. That was a much harsher way of doing things.
Poor Cindy. Her life had been a series of harsh events that she didn’t deserve. I was hurt and troubled that she tossed our friendship into the trash and insisted that I wronged her with telepathic messages claiming she that deserved having her fangs ripped out and being gang raped by those werewolf boys, but it didn’t change the fact that she held a special place in my heart.
She was serving time for going against vampire law and drinking my blood without my
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