MADISON By M.B. Forester-Smythe Published by M.B. Forester-Smythe at Smashwords Copyright 2010 M.B.

Forester-Smythe Smashwords Edition, License Notes Thank you for downloading this free ebook. You are welcome to share it with your friends. This book may be reproduced, copied and distributed for non-commercial purposes, provided the book remains in its complete original form. If you enjoyed this book, please return to Smashwords.com to discover other works by this author. Thank you for your support. ~~~ A cold breeze swept up off the water and over the bridge, stirring the leaves and debris around them. Their voices were low as they talked but they paused when they heard approaching footsteps. Looking up, they saw a woman approaching, hands shoved into her coat pockets, the hood up to keep her head warm. She smiled politely as she passed by and he caught the flash of light in her gray eyes. As he watched her walk away, a breeze kicked up again, bringing the smell of autumn and His head swung back towards her departing figure, his blue eyes narrowing in on her back. His companion watched with interest; he knew what he smelled. It was more than just the smells of the season. It was the smell of her. She hung her coat in the office, grabbing up her black apron and order pad on her way to the kitchen. She greeted her boss like always, with a kiss on the cheek. Hi, Gabe! she said cheerfully to the grouchy man. She looked around. Wheres Debbie? Damned if I know, he muttered heatedly. She didnt call in so Im assuming shes just gonna be late again. Maries covering Debs tables but I need you to relieve her of some of them. No problem, boss. She greeted a frazzled Marie with a cheerful hug and took several tables from her, smoothly working through her sections, chatting animatedly with her customers. Her shift today would take her well into the evening and with it being Friday it would be busy. She didnt mind. The door jingled and two men walked in, taking a seat in a corner booth. She smiled at them as she walked by. Ill be right with you, she said and left them menus on her way to the kitchen. When she came back she was chuckling at something but composed herself enough to say, Im Madison and Ill be your server tonight. What can I start you off with? As they placed their orders, Madison couldnt help but feel strangely on edge with them, particularly the one with the blue eyes and dark hair. He would catch her gaze every now and then as she waited their table and each time it felt like he was looking into her, not at her. Theyd

removed their coats when she returned with their orders. She served out their plates and drinks then stooped and tucked his coat sleeve into his coat pocket. He smiled faintly when she straightened. Thank you. No problem. Its better than it getting dirty or someone slipping on it. Let me know if you need anything else, she smiled. The diner was finally winding down and the crowd thinning out when she returned with their credit card and receipt. Enjoy the rest of your night, she said with a smile. She and Gabe clocked out at eleven and he took her home. Youre not walking home at this hour, he groused. Its too dark and its probably gonna rain. She smiled over at him. Worried Ill get my pretty little head wet? That made him smile. Nope I know you dont melt, sweetheart, but I dont want you sick or kidnapped. He pulled up in front of a huge red barn and kissed her cheek. Get some sleep. Need a lift tomorrow? She chuckled and shook her head. Ill be fine, I promise. She gave him a big hug and climbed out, waving goodbye from inside the barn. By the time his taillights had disappeared, she was in the master suite, stripping out of her clothes and turning on the shower. The hot water felt good against her cool skin and when she got dressed for bed her stomach rumbled. She pinned her hair up haphazardly and padded into the kitchen. She looked around the house as she munched on her bowl of cereal. Remodeling of the barn had been completed a month ago and she was happy with the results. The bottom floor was open and spacious, the kitchen looking out over the dining room and living room. An archway to the left of the kitchen opened to a small hallway that led to the master suite, office and bathroom. Stairs against the left barn wall led upstairs to five spacious bedrooms and three bathrooms. Shed followed the design like her grandfather, a man shed never met, had specified. Hed bequeathed her dad a large sum of money, the barn, a small cottage, and the name of the contractor to renovate both buildings. Unfortunately, her dad hadnt been able to start this project before his untimely death on her eighteenth birthday and she chose to wait two years before starting. Now, just shy of her twenty-second birthday the barn and cottage were completed. She finished her cereal and turned out the lights. Her weary body relaxed with gratitude into the softness of the king sized bed and she was asleep a few minutes later. She got a call during her shift that her truck was ready so she took an early lunch and walked to Rubens to pick it up. Hey, Ruben! The older man slid out from beneath a sedan, his teeth flashing against the dirty skin of his face. Hey, doll! You look beautiful as always! She laughed. Im pretty sure I look a little worn for wear, Ruben, she giggled, but thank you. Youre not looking too bad yourself! Hows Maryanne? Aw, the wifes doing great. She just left to get us some dinner. He stood and wiped his hands on a somewhat clean rag. Your truck should run smooth, sweet thang.

It always does after I bring it in to you, Ruben, she assured him and took her keys. She paid her bill and hopped inside. The rumble of the engine made her sigh. He chuckled at her. If a truck makes you that happy then its time for you to get a man! She made a face but smiled. If you find one you thinks good enough for me then you know where to find me. Thanks again, Ruben! The dinner crowd melted into the late Saturday crowd. At Gabes request, she moved from the dining room to the kitchen, helping him make meals while trying to keep him in a good mood. A night like this one could definitely wear on a persons nerve and she was always happy to help out in the kitchen. It was after midnight when she saw them walk in, the two men from last night. Ellen and Harper were busy with a group of high school kids on one side of the diner while Abby was taking care of a large group in the middle. Ray, the second cook, walked into the kitchen and shooed her out with a quick shove and a tug on her apron strings. Get out there and show them how its done, Maddie! he ordered. She stuck her tongue out at him, changed aprons, smoothed back her hair and walked into the dining room. Abby rushed over and gave her a hug. Thank you thank you thank you! I think Ellen and Harper are too busy flirting with the guys over there! Madison chuckled. It shouldnt surprise us, Abby! Ill take three to five. She breathed a sigh of relief. Oh my god, yes! Six to eight are full so I should be ok now. Can I come over tonight? Sure thing. Well talk in a bit, she said with a wave of her hand. She cleared her section fairly quickly, rapidly taking orders and reappearing with drinks first. Once again she found herself at their tableside, smiling brightly as she served them water and coffee. If you need anything just let me know, she said and started to walk away when the one with green eyes spoke. Are you guys always open this late? She turned back. Just every Saturday. When do you close? At three. Most of the crowd will be gone then anyway. He chuckled. No offense but you look young enough to be part of this crowd. She grinned. None taken. I know most of the people in the center of the floor but the crowd on the other side are all high school kids, a few years too young for me. He leaned back in his chair. Do you work every night? Usually Tuesdays to Saturdays. Gabe likes me to be around for this crowd. Gabe? Hes the main cook, owner and my boss. The older man. He stated it with faint familiarity. Youve been here a while tonight?

He started me early today so yeah its been a long evening, or night, already, she smiled. I have another three hours to go then Im going home to sleep the morning away. No she wont, a woman corrected as she came up beside her. Shell go home, sleep for a few hours, then be up around seven or eight. Girl doesnt know how to sleep. Madison laughed. This is Abby my fellow server and good friend. Abby nodded a greeting. I hate to drag you away but Ray needs you in the kitchen. Most of my sections taken care of so Ill serve out orders to yours. Madisons smile faded and she quickly excused herself. It was one thing when Gabe wanted her in the kitchen, but when Ray did it wasnt usually good. What happened? Ray was standing worriedly over Gabe. He looked at her and she saw the phone to his ear. I dont know! He complained of a headache and sat down but now hes sweatin bullets and- He held up a finger. Yes, Im still here. Madison knelt beside her boss. Gabe? She took his hand, frowning at how clammy it felt. Gabe? No, no, hes still breathing. Its shallow but- Ray looked close to tears. Let me have you talk to Madison. He held out the phone. She took the phone from his shaking fingers and calmly replied to the operator. When she hung up she said, Ill take him, Ray. Can you help me get him to my truck? The hospitals just down the street. He was shaking as he helped Gabe to his feet and the sheen of tears shone bright in his eyes when he buckled him into her truck. You better not die, old man, he said fiercely. Madison gave him a hard hug. Ill call you later. Have Abby call me when shes ready to leave. Without waiting for an answer she drove to the hospital, holding tightly to Gabes hand, silently hoping he held on just a little longer. She picked up Abby who drove her back to the hospital, promising to come back for her later that day. Ray came by shortly after and stayed with her for a bit before his nervousness made her send him home. I promise Ill call you when I hear from the doctors but you need to go home, Ray. Left alone in the waiting room she called Gabes attorney. Hi, Mr. Nealand, its Madison Parker. Were at CE Emergency. He was admitted a little after one. Ok, see you in a bit. Because Gabe didnt have any living relatives, the only person who could make any medical decisions for him was his attorney in conjunction with Madison. So, as Gabe had instructed her a few years ago, she called his attorney and waited. Mr. Nealand arrived as the doctors emerged from the OR. Gabe was fine and in stable condition. Hed suffered a mild heart attack but it couldve been worse. He was on bed rest for the next month and then he could ease back into work. He would remain in ICU overnight for observation but should be up in his own room by Monday.

Mr. Nealand sat next to Madison. Gabe had talked about her a lot but this was the first time hed seen her face to face. They made small talk and when he offered her a ride home she politely declined. My friends coming back with my truck, she explained with a tired half-smile. Thanks for coming, Mr. Nealand. He smiled. My pleasure, dear. Ill come by tomorrow to check on him. Are you heading back to the diner? Im not scheduled to work today but Ray might need some help. I think only Debbies scheduled for the afternoon shift. I think you should get some rest first, my dear, he said firmly. Youll be asleep on your feet if you go back to work. She smiled at how funny that would look. I will, she promised, then Ill check on Ray later today. Abby arrived a short while later and took her to her apartment for some much needed rest. A few hours later, Abby came back with fresh clothes and an air of urgency about her. As she showered Abby talked to her through the slightly open bathroom door. Im glad hes ok, Maddie, I really am. God that wouldve been horrible! Yes, it wouldve. Ray said he should be ok for a while but might need your help in the kitchen later today. Im starting at one and Debbies off at three. Ellen starts at three and Harpers off today. We should be able to cover the dining room ok. Sundays are pretty light, Madison said and toweled off. She got dressed and smiled at Abbys worried face when she opened the door. Thanks, Abby. Her worry melted into a smile. Youre welcome. I know youll want to check on Gabe so you can stay here for a while if you need to. Madison hugged her friend. Youre the best, she said. Recoverys gonna be interesting for Gabe. If theres one thing hes not its patient! Two weeks into recovery and Madison wanted to kill Gabe. His stubbornness and flat out refusal to accept help wore even on her nerves to the point where she finally yelled, Look, Gabe, the last thing I want is for you to die but if thats what you want then dont listen to the doctor! Gabe couldnt remember if hed ever seen Madison so angry and he finally caved and started listening. Therapy and checkups went so much better and he found that he felt better and stronger with each passing day. He knew from Ray that Madison was commanding the diner and a month after his trip to the hospital he stepped into his beloved restaurant. He watched her work in the kitchen alongside Ray, turning out orders faster than his second cook. She was still smiling, still laughing when there was a lull in orders and Ray sent her away on a break. She grabbed a cup of coffee and sank into a corner booth, her head resting against the back, her eyes focused on some faraway point outside. He left her there and took the time to talk to his staff.

Madison lingered in that corner booth for over an hour, closing her eyes and listening to the hum of conversation as the dinner crowd came in. Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes and saw Gabe sitting in front of her. He smiled. You ok? he asked. She nodded, the first hint of fatigue evident in her eyes. A little tired but fine otherwise. Good. Take these tables. Ray said he can handle the kitchen. Ill be here and wont do anything stupid, he promised. She chuckled and climbed to her feet. Good to know. She kissed his cheek. Its good to have you back, boss. Can I get you anything? He laughed. Lets start with a cup of coffee and a BLT, light on the mayo. Yes, sir! He watched her shake the tiredness from her overworked body and smile sunnily at each customer, chat amicably with them, then serve them with the same amount of energy. When she came by his table with a glass of water he grabbed her hand and said softly, Thank you, Madison, for taking care of this place. She smiled and he saw tears pool in her eyes. Youre welcome, Gabe, she murmured and dabbed at the tears that escaped. We all pitched in so it wasnt just me. I know but you didnt have to. He stood and wrapped her in a huge bear hug. Thank you. Madison returned his embrace. Hed been like a father since her own had passed away and she couldnt imagine losing him. She didnt want to lose him. I love you, Gabe, she whispered. Dont scare me like that again. He chuckled. Ill try not to, love, he said tenderly and spied two men who walked in and sat in the booth across from his. See to your customers, honey. Well have time for this later. She kissed his cheek one more time, giving herself time to gain her composure once again. With a smile, she turned to the booth and stopped when she saw the two men watching her with interest. The one with green eyes smiled with slight amusement, while the one with blue eyes seemed to be glowering at her. She took their orders, noting blue eyes foul mood and glares, and when theyd paid their check green eyes asked for a moment of her time. He gestured to the seat vacated by his friend. He didnt say anything at first and he seemed to be sizing her up, so she waited. At last he said, Your friend Abby mentioned you just renovated a barn a few miles east of here. The statement wasnt what she was expecting and it took her a moment to shake off the surprise. Yes. It was completed two months ago. Are you living in it? Theres a cottage a few yards away. I live there. Hmm. He regarded her thoughtfully. Would you be interested in renting out the barn? She hesitated. A stipulation in her grandfathers will was that the barn could be rented out but no money, rent or utilities, was to be collected from the tenants. Im not sure if this will make sense. I can rent it out but I cant collect money if I do. His blond eyebrows furrowed together. Then how do you pay for it?

Theres money set aside for it. I see. Well, we wouldnt expect to stay there pro bono. We would be willing to pay for it. I still cant accept money for it. A contractual clause that prevents me from doing that. Madison, he said, we will not- I understand, sir, but youre asking me to accept something I cant willingly accept. Ill gladly let you use the barn but without payment. He leaned forward so he was just a few inches from her. There are eleven of us who would be living there, all men. Can your barn accommodate us? Yes. Wed like to see it first. Of course but on the promise that if you take it you will not, under any circumstance, pay me for it, sir. He smiled at the insistence in her voice. My names Troy Redding. She blinked then continued. Please, Mr. Redding, you have to promise me. The decision isnt mine so therefore I cant make that promise. She frowned. Then why- Youll need to speak to him. He gestured behind her and a quick glance showed her blue eyes was strolling over. This is Damien Stone. She rose but he stopped her with a quick glance. Swallowing, she lowered back into the booth as he grabbed a nearby chair. Madison Parker. Pleasure, he murmured. Troy brought him up to speed and though Damien frowned at the stipulation he nodded to Madison. Well pay for any utilities and food. Foods fine but utilities isnt. His frown deepened into a scowl and she could sense his patience dissipating. Im not trying to be difficult, Mr. Stone, Mr. Redding, but thats the agreement Im bound to. Surely you could make an exception, Damien argued. Who would know? Her cheeks reddened because even though her grandfather was dead and he would never know, she would. I would, she said quietly, her eyes on the tabletop. Troy glanced at Damien and in the few silent moments between them they came to an agreement. Damien cleared his throat. Ms. Parker- Madison or Maddie. Very well, Madison. Since youre very adamant about keeping your word well honor that. When can we see it? She glanced at Gabe who was reading the paper. Any morning should be fine. I usually work the late afternoon shift so as long as its before one Ill be home.

Very well. Well see you Wednesday morning. Is there a way I can reach you in case I need to cancel? She jotted her number and directions on her order pad and slid the paper over. Thank you. She rose. Youre welcome. Nice meeting you both, she said and with a wave disappeared. Without turning around Damien directed his question to Gabe. How much does she know about you? Only what Ive told her. No wife, no children, no living family. He flipped the page of his paper. What does she know of herself? Nothing. Tim never told her anything. He looked over the rim of his glasses at an article. He kept his word to Xavier. Troy glanced at Damien and said, Its important she doesnt know anything yet. I gave you my word that Id help make everything go smoothly. I intend to keep my word. What do you know about her place? Damien asked. He turned the page. Nothing. That was given to her before I arrived. Anything you want to know about that youll have to ask her. The corner of Damiens mouth lifted into a slight smile. Shes willing to keep her promise without revealing the source of her agreement. The smile was in Gabes voice. Madisons always been good at keeping her word. Troy smiled into his folded hands. We need to get going. Well see her Wednesday morning. Any chance you can give her the rest of this week off? He chuckled softly into his paper. I can try. Ill let you know how successful I am. Wednesday morning was bitterly cold. Harsh winds moved over the land surrounding her property, whispering promises of an icy winter ahead. She emerged from the western side of her property, her breath puffing out in clouds as she finished her run. Itd been a while since shed run outdoors and shed welcomed this chance to be free like this again. She took a deep breath, smiling through the wrap around her face protecting her nose and lips. Unless it rained tomorrow she planned on doing this again. She saw an SUV parked in front of the barn, could hear the low voice of one of the occupants even from this distance. She frowned. How am I hearing this? she wondered as she drew nearer. The doors to the vehicle opened and she could make out the tall, broad frames of men stepping out. Her potential renters, she remembered. She removed her knit cap and wrap as she came to a stop by them. Damien glanced her over, a disapproving frown on his face. Gmorning, she cheerfully greeted. I hope you havent been waiting long. Not at all, he said, his blue eyes studying her intently.

She opened the front door to the barn and turned on the lights. Thats good. I wasnt sure what time youd be by. She peeled off her gloves and set them on the back of a chair along with her other outer garments. Give me a minute. She disappeared through the archway, reemerging a short time later in a comfortable sweatshirt and jeans. She quickly tied her hair back and smiled. So this is the barn, she began. Kitchen, dining and living rooms are here. She walked back to the archway and gestured for them to follow. Heres the office, bathroom, and the master suite. They stepped into the master suite and looked around. Whats through here? Troy asked indicating a closed set of double doors. She pulled them open to reveal a bathroom as big as the room. The bath was separate from the shower and a double vanity adorned one wall. A small door to the left of the vanity revealed storage and extra towels. This is really nice, he smiled approvingly. Glad you think so, she smiled back and led them back to the main floor. They climbed the stairs to the second floor. Theres five bedrooms and three bathrooms up here, she explained, opening the doors as the walked along. She gestured over the railing to the view of the living room below. I didnt understand it but the floor plans were designed so this floor was open to the one below. Troy glanced from the floor below to the vaulted ceiling above. It mustve taken a lot of work to build this place. She shrugged. I dont really know. This place was left to my dad by his father. Your grandfather? She nodded. He left instructions for this place along with money to cover its renovation and the name of the contractor. Did you know your grandfather? I never met him and my dad died before he could start on this place. The family attorney was pretty adamant at that point that this place get done but I waited two years to start it. Now, she smiled, its done. Damien looked at her. Troy mentioned a cottage. Oh yeah thats where I stay. Its a single story replica of the first floor. They followed her through the living room and she pulled back the drapes to reveal an attached sunroom. They walked inside and she pointed out the washer and dryer against the left wall before pointing to a small red building maybe twenty yards away. I stay there. She pointed to a structure on their right that was half the size of the barn. Thats the garage. Theres a cellar in there for storage or emergencies. Damien frowned. Seems inconvenient for it to be so far from the house. She shrugged. I guess so. I never understood my grandfathers plans but the cellar also leads into the house. She strode into the house and pulled open a door beneath the stairs. A light flickered on and she stepped back for them to see. We can go down if you want.

They both nodded. Id like to see it, Damien said. She led them down two short flights of stairs and a long steel braced corridor. She opened the steel door at the end and they ducked to enter the cellar. Theres blankets, pillows and emergency items already here and the door up those stairs leads into the garage. She climbed the few stairs at the other end and pushed up with both hands but the door only opened a few inches. A pair of hands appeared next to her own and she glanced over her shoulder into a pair of stunning blue eyes. Ready? he asked. She nodded and they shoved the door up. Thank you. He requested a heavy wood door and I guess he wasnt kidding. He smiled wryly and followed her through. The garage, they found out, was large enough to hold at least a dozen various sized vehicles, was very well lit, and even had a entire wall of tools. Troy chuckled. He thought of everything. She led them past her two trucks and opened the garage door. Its big enough for two cars to come through at the same time. Ill move mine to beside the cottage if you need the extra room. Back in the main house, she made coffee as they sat at the dining table. Have you eaten? Damien shook his head. I can make us something to eat unless you need to leave. That sounds nice, thank you, he said. Feel free to do whatever you want. Ill let you know when the foods ready. Damien watched her from his seat in the living room. She seemed oblivious to everything else except whatever she was making. After a few minutes of silent observation, he flicked his gaze towards the TV screen. She set out a feast of French toast, bacon, vegetable omelets, juice and coffee then let them know the food was done. They sat in companionable silence, most of the food disappearing pretty rapidly to her amusement. Shed guessed right they could eat! Troy smiled and pushed his plate away. You make a mean omelet, Madison. Thank you for breakfast. Youre welcome! she said with a bright smile and cleared the table. Damien waited until she was done then said, Wed like to stay here. Thats fine. When will you be moving in? Since its fully furnished, well be here by Saturday. She frowned slightly. That doesnt work for you? She shook her head. Its not that. Im leaving Friday morning to visit a friend and wont be back until Sunday morning. I dont have duplicate keys yet and I dont want you to wait around until I get home. We can- Damien started to say but she wasnt listening. She was on her phone. Hi, Gabe. Yeah, Im ok. She laughed. No, Im not coming in. Uh-huh, thats good. I need a favor. Im letting a group use the barn, theyll be arriving Saturday but Im

leaving Friday to visit Kane. Can I leave the keys at the diner with you? Damien Stone and Troy Redding. Right. Ah, thanks, Gabe, youre sweet. Ill drop them off on my way out Friday. Ok. Thank you so much. Love you, too. She hung up and smiled. Ill have keys made tomorrow and theyll be at the diner Friday morning. Do you need keys for everyone or just a main set? Maybe three or four sets, Damien suggested. She nodded. Did you guys need to know anything else about this place? They shook their heads. Ill leave the keys to my truck and to the cottage in case you need either of them. Feel free to hang around if youd like. I have some errands to run. Just lock the bottom when you leave. They nodded and she shrugged into her coat. Ill see you Sunday, she said and smiled her goodbye. Troy waited until she was gone then turned on Damien who was already glowering. She doesnt know what she is so dont scare her yet, he warned. Dont go all protective over her. Damien glared at him but Troy shook his head. No, man, Im serious. If you intend to claim her, you need to relax and calm down. But even as he said it he knew there was nothing worse than a man who knew who his mate was and couldnt claim her just yet. Damien rolled his shoulders back, climbed out of the truck and went inside. Gabe met him with an envelope and a frown. The friend you asked about is Kane Rifter. Theyve been friends since childhood. Damien scowled, a growl rumbling in his chest. Gabe shook his head. Damien, dont go chasing after her like that. Youll just scare her. Tim protected her from all male weres because of his promise to Xavier. She has no clue that we even exist. If you go chasing after her like that, shell never be your mate and youll regret it. He grumbled, He wont have her. He doesnt intend to, Damien, Gabe assured him. Kanes a friend, one shes always been able to count on. Ease into a relationship with her but dont act like that around her or youll get nothing. He shoved the envelope into Damiens hand. Shell be back tomorrow. I suggest you make the most of your time on her property. Troy didnt even dare ask what happened when they started on their way again. A glance at his leader told him he didnt want to talk about it, that hed rather rip someones head off. The men settled into the house quickly, their playful banter and sarcasm echoing off the vaulted ceiling. Damien was sitting at the desk in the master suite when Troy entered and he closed the door. Silence ticked away between them until Damien muttered, Everything smells like her. Troy smiled sympathetically. He knew Damien was having a hard time. Shell be back tomorrow. Damien shook his head. Its not enough.

I know. What time is Xavier coming? Ten tomorrow morning. Get some rest then. Youll need it because shell be home tomorrow too. But he couldnt rest. Sleep was damned elusive tonight and driving him crazy. He prowled the first floor restlessly and just after four he heard a car approaching. A glance out the window and he relaxed. She was home. She parked in the garage, emerging with her suitcase in tow. She paused, glancing at the big house and he could sense her hesitation but at what he didnt know. She eventually made her way to the cottage and let herself in. Lights went on and twenty minutes later she locked the door behind her, dressed warm for a run. Madison glanced at the house. Someone was awake inside but she didnt know who. She could almost hear someones heartbeat from inside. She tugged on her knit cap and decided to see who was awake. It was early still and if no one answered shed chalk it off as an overactive imagination. Damien heard the soft knock on the front door and swung it open to let her in. How was your trip? he asked quietly. Um, interesting, she replied but didnt elaborate. I hope I didnt wake you. He shook his head, his blue eyes sweeping over her attire. Going for a run? The sunll be up by the time I get back. He frowned, opened his mouth to say something then thought better of it. Instead he asked, Can I come with you? You can show me your property. She hesitated but nodded. He came back dressed comfortably but when they started out the door he asked, Do you need a light? She didnt look at him as she tugged on her gloves. I dont need one. Theres one in the kitchen if you need it. He frowned. Its still dark, Madison. She nodded but refused to look at him. Madison? Damien grabbed her arm to keep her from starting her run but she turned her head to keep from looking at him. She didnt want him to see what was wrong with her, what she was trying to hide. The first time itd happened her dad had explained that she simply had good night vision. After hed died it happened more frequently and when shed once caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror after an early morning run she had freaked out. With no one to ask shed kept it to herself. We wont get hurt, she said. The lands mostly flat and the tree line doesnt start for several miles. He didnt say anything and she risked a side glance at him, regretting it when she saw his expression of surprise. She squared her shoulders, lifted her chin and stiffened her spine. She wasnt going to explain to a stranger what was wrong with her. If he wanted to stay behind she wasnt going to say otherwise. But Damien caught up to her and they ran in silence.

Damien let her take the lead over the flatlands of her property. They jumped a small stream and balanced over a fallen tree. They were rapidly approaching the tree line and he glanced at her, a question in his gaze. She smiled and nodded. It was darker in these woods but she ran with absolute assurance. Her stride was strong and steady, her breath puffing out in tiny clouds. She loved being here. It awakened something in her, a desire to just keep running, to breath in deep and let exhilaration take her wherever it pleased. A deep growl ground her to a halt and she looked around with wide eyes. It was coming from her left and she backed away from it. I think we should go back, she whispered fearfully. Damien glared through the darkness. The scent he caught was male, not one of his pack either. He could feel Madisons fear, hear the rapid staccato of her heartbeat. This was his mate and he would protect her no matter the cost. Damien. She sounded uncertain and moved back against him. Damien, we need to- A flurry of leaves gave way to a snarl and snapping of teeth. She yelped and shrank away from it, edging around Damien. She flicked a glance to her left and took a step there but a low growl made her stop. Her body shook with fear and she nervously licked her lips. She could see the wolf circling them, saw the flash in its eyes as it regarded her. Oh god, she whispered. Damien stepped in front of her, his eyes steady on the circling wolf. Run. She stared at him. Are you crazy? That thing- Run, Madison. I wont be too far behind you. But- He growled low in his chest. Run. She took one last look at him, at the wolf then ran. She heard it snarl and snap but she didnt look back. She cleared the woods and kept going. She was halfway over the clearing when she slowed. Damien was nowhere in sight and her heart clenched when she strained to hear and only got silence. She waited nervously but when she caught the sound of something crashing through the woods she took off again. Whatever it was was gaining fast and tears clouded her view and her breath caught as she fought forward. Someone shouted at her but she couldnt tell if it was coming from behind or in front of her. She didnt care either. Damien could see her in front of him, could feel her fear even from such a great distance. He shouted her name but it propelled her forward and he pushed to catch up to her. He knew she was scared and the need to let her know he was ok overwhelmed him. Madison! Her name echoed across the empty flatlands but she didnt slow down. Madison! Damien launched into her, capturing her in his arms, cushioning her fall as best he could. She struggled against him, clawing at his arms and he gritted his teeth against the pain. Madison! he shouted harshly. Stop! She stopped struggling and went limp against him. Her chest heaved with each breath she took and after a bit she shoved away from him and wiped at her face. Im sorry. I cant- Im going home, she said as calmly as possible.

He reached for her but she was gone, her legs quickly carrying her away. He took after her, pulling her to a stop. Madison, were ok. She trembled under his touch and nodded. Im sorry, that freaked me out a bit. She scrubbed a gloved hand over her face. I want to go home. He nodded but didnt let go. Ok, thats fine but wait for me. They walked back to her cottage and she looked up at him in the doorway. Thank you for- She gestured helplessly towards where theyd come from. Thank you. Youre welcome. You gonna be ok? Ill live, she said as lightly as possible. Come by later on. Well introduce you to the guys and our boss. He knew she was going to say no and said, It might help so youre not nervous after what happened. She glanced down at her fingers then up into his eyes. She forgot about the weird thing her eyes did in the dark, forgot about what had just happened, forgot about that damned wolf. All she could see was the blue of his eyes and felt strangely drawn to him. She turned towards him, her feet seeming to move on their own, holding her breath as her hand rested over his heart. When she released it she could hear it beating in her ears. Do you hear it? Her gaze snapped up to his. Yes. She licked her lips. I think I heard it this morning when I got home. He frowned. You could hear it from outside? She nodded. I dont know how to explain it. She pulled away but he caught her hand. Do you hear anyone elses? She looked away from him and listened but shook her head. I dont but I hear yours perfectly. Its just as weird as the whole eye thing. She shrugged and stepped back. Ill come by later, Damien. Thanks again. She leaned her forehead against the door, listening as he walked away but still hearing, loud and clear, his heartbeat. She breathed a heavy sigh and looked up at the ceiling. I wish you were here, dad, she whispered. But no amount of wishing would bring her dad back and tears blurred her vision as she stumbled into the living room to cry out the loneliness that engulfed her. I wish you were here, her heart sobbed and she let it. Xavier arrived a few minutes before ten and though he greeted them warmly and with smiles and handshakes he sensed an underlying feeling of anxiety. Of course, it came from his son. Damien met Xaviers eyes and knew he knew at the most or could sense him at the least. He couldnt shake the feelings of sadness that had engulfed him after this morning. They werent his, he knew that, but he didnt know how to get rid of them either. Xavier pulled him into the office. Whats wrong? Youre anxious about something.

Damien shoved a hand through his dark hair. I found her. For a moment Xaviers face brightened with joy but it faded when he saw his sons expression didnt change. So whats the problem? Shes Tims daughter. Tim Parker was a name Xavier hadnt heard in a long time. Hed chosen, to Xaviers chagrin, a human as his mate and shed died birthing their half-blood daughter. Tim was forbidden from speaking of his true nature to his wife and child, but when hed promised the council and elders hed remain silent hed left the safety of their commune. Xaviers eyes narrowed. A halfblood? Damien met his stare head on. Yes, a half-blood. Then youre mistaken. No, Im not. Its more than wanting to bed a pretty woman. My soul knows her and wants her and only her. You know that feeling, dad. Xavier scowled. He did. Shes not a pureblood. Neither was Tims wife. A human for a mate wasnt an uncommon practice, but few weres took a half-blood for a mate. Not for lack of knowledge of their existence. Half-bloods usually had no knowledge of who and what they were. Their enhanced abilities sight, smell, hearing were usually dismissed by the human world as over sensitiveness. Shes my mate whether you agree or not. And if you choose to cast me aside because of her then so be it. Xavier inhaled sharply. You think Id do that to my own flesh and blood? You did it to Tim who followed you unwaveringly and trusted you completely. He was not my son. Youre right but he was still one of us. You knew him since childhood but when you told him not to say anything about what he was to his family you drove him away. You knew they couldnt stay in the commune. Your move was deliberate. It was meant to protect us. A human in our midst would endanger all of us and you know it. And a half-blood would do the same thing? Xavier said nothing. Shes my mate and I wont back down from that. Ill protect her no matter what. Ill have her no matter what. Youll claim a mate who doesnt know what she is? Will you explain to her what she really is? Will you be able to handle her rejection of you and herself? Xavier challenged. Damien wasnt going to let his questions deter him from what was his. Yes, Ill explain it to her. If she wont listen to me then there are others she trusts more who can explain it to her. She cant deny that shes different. She sees and hears better than a human and she doesnt know why. Yes, Ill be happy to explain it to her if she gives me that chance. Youre setting yourself up for disappointment, Xavier warned.

But Damien shook his head. I know shes my mate, half-blood or not, shes mine. You can accept that or not but you wont change my mind. A knock at the office door irritated them both but when Troy stuck his head inside they realized something was amiss. We have company. Damien took the lead, following him to the front door. A man stood outside, a frown on his face. Damien felt the hairs rise on the back of his neck, felt a snarl of protection erupt from his throat. The other stepped back, hands raised in a truce. Who are you? He regarded him with his midnight eyes and ignored his question. You have your work cut out for you. She wont believe you. Damien clamped down on the urge to tear into the mans throat. Who are you? Kane Rifter. Im here to see Xavier. Kane regarded the man from across the room. He was practically telling him he was going to kill him if he went anywhere near Madison. He frowned and tried to listen to Xavier. As a councilmember of his pack hed been sent to attend this meeting about a rogue pack that had taken up residence not far from Madisons home. Her home was the ideal location for this meeting. The property, passed down from her pureblood grandfather, was independent of any one pack. It was neutral territory for all of them, a safe place where they could meet amicably to discuss the best course of action. Most who were coming to this meeting, save himself and apparently Damien, were unaware their hostess was a half-blood who was becoming more aware that she was different. Kane had noticed it the first night shed visited. Her eyes had glowed ethereally, catching him off guard. She was instantly embarrassed and tried to hide it from him but he knew she was changing. He knew she would need someones protection against what could happen at this meeting. Since everyone would be purebloods, they wouldnt understand her and some packs still shunned halfbloods, forcing them to live on the fringes of their society, treating them like outcasts instead of kin. He sighed wearily and rubbed a hand across his face. According to Xavier they were waiting for one more councilmember from another pack and he would be here by nightfall. He was asking them to be patient until then and to accept the graciousness of their hostess, who, Kane ruefully noticed, hadnt shown up yet. Meeting adjourned for now, he retreated to the outdoors for a quick walk. Kane? He stopped when she called his name and he turned to see her running straight at him. At the same time Damien emerged and froze in time to see Madison wrap her arms around his waist in a bear hug. Rage flared in Damiens eyes and Kan quickly returned Madisons hug to extract himself as quickly as possible. Whatre you doing here? Im part of the meeting inside the barn.

I didnt realize you knew- She spied Damien over his shoulder and smiled, her cheeks flushing pink and her heart beating faster at the sight of him. Her reaction wasnt even reasonable; she didnt even know him that well. Kane saw the smile on her lips and breathed a silent sigh of relief. Do you like him? She looked at him, her cheeks a deep shade of red now. I do. I cant explain why but I do. She glanced at Damien. You dont mind if I- Kane grinned. Not at all. He pecked her cheek lovingly. Well catch up some other time. She gave him a hug. Thanks, Kane, she said softly and he watched her hurry to where Damien was standing. She said something and though he flicked a hard gaze in his direction, he smiled down at her and followed her around the house. Though she didnt understand it, the reason behind her reaction to Damien was the same as Damiens reaction to seeing her with him: they belonged to each other and no one else. They spent the afternoon walking her property though they steered clear of the tree line. She glanced nervously in that direction and Damien moved to walk between her and the trees. Madison talked freely about herself but said little about her family, or lack thereof. Damien mentioned both of his parents and his three brothers to which Madison chuckled and teased, I feel sorry for your mom! He decided to broach the subject of Kane. How do you know him? Weve been friends forever, she smiled. We grew up together but hes a few years older than me. Hes really the only person left that knew my dad. Did you know Kanes family? He bristled at even asking the question but felt he needed to. Kind of. Id met his parents maybe a handful of times but most of the time it was just me and Kane hanging out. Has he been here before? Once or twice at the most but before the barn was renovated. He used to visit every few months or so. Life got busy for both of us so he comes around when he can or I go visit him if its more convenient that way. He didnt want to hear that and bit back the urge to tear into something. He seems like a decent guy, he said trying not to sound harsh. She stopped and looked up at him. He is but hes just a good friend, Damien. I saw the way you looked at him and you dont have anything to worry about. Kanes been there for me for a lot of my life. Stop looking at him like you want to kill him. To hear those words from another male was one thing. To hear it from the her was another. Im sorry. I didnt realize you saw that. Silence stretched between them filled only by his heartbeat. Damien? Yes? Do you hear my heart?

He closed his eyes and listened. It took a split second to find it. Yes. What does it say to you? His eyes flew open. He didnt want to answer. The other blanks needed to be filled first. He was yanked down by firm hands and soft lips moved heatedly over his, her low growl surprising them both. Her eyes were ablaze with heat and she closed them against his probing gaze. His hands found her waist and he pulled her closer, her hands finding their way to his neck, her grip tightening. She tore away gasping for breath, her eyes burning into him. Her gaze softened and when she pulled him down the kiss was softer, more tender. He breathed in her scent and cradled her to him, enjoying her softness through the barriers of their clothing. He pulled away, gazing into the beautiful eyes of his mate. But realization dawned on her and her eyes widened with horror. Oh my god, Damien, Im so sorry! She backed away. Madison, wait, please! She shook her head. I-Im really sorry, Damien. I dont know what- And she was gone. Damien stood in the sun room staring at the cottage. She was moving around inside but every now and then he could feel her anxiety level skyrocket and it would make him frown. After twenty minutes of frowning and wondering he silently exited the sun room and knocked on her door. She peered up at him then let him in but didnt say anything as she led him into the kitchen. And then they just stood there, him looking at her looking at her hands. Madison, he said, I came to see if- Heavy tension snapped up between them and she growled, her eyes lit with fierce want. She launched towards him, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace, connecting her lips to his in a kiss that stole his breath away. Her growl lessened to a purr that vibrated through her entire body and into his. The heat in her kiss didnt lessen even as the pressure softened, her lips gentle and searching. Damien held her to him, sweeping his tongue over her lips, silently asking for entrance. She gave it and he groaned when he tasted her. You taste sweet, he murmured against her jaw. Mmm, she murmured when he nibbled her earlobe then sighed when he rained kisses onto her cheeks. Heat welled up in her core when he nipped along her throat but a sudden pain in her mouth made her pull away. He pulled back, eyes widening when he saw the cause of her pain. Oh shit! he hissed and backed away. Damn it! she groaned, clapping a hand over her mouth. The pain was mind-numbing and she felt like she was going to pass out.

The only thing he knew to do he didnt want to do but when her fangs were fully extended he didnt have a choice. Grabbing her face in his hands he whispered, Im sorry. Baring his own canines, he sank into the curve of her neck. She cried out at the brief moment of pain then went completely limp when he took a long draw from her. Tears stung his eyes, catching him by surprise as he removed his teeth from her and carried her into her room. Im so sorry, he murmured over her cheek and left. The last pack councilmember had finally arrived and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw who it was. Cortan, he greeted and embraced the gray haired man warmly. Damien, its always good to- He stopped, his smile fading when he saw the red in his mouth. Youre bleeding. Its not mine. I need your advice, Cortan. Of course. This way. Damien led him to Madisons cottage. This is Madison Parker. Cortan gazed at the sleeping woman, noting the fresh marks on her skin, then at Damien. Shes yours? Yes. He frowned when he didnt see anything on his flesh. The joining wasnt completed. It never started. I bit her to calm her. Shes a half-blood, Cortan, the daughter of Tim Parker and his human mate. Understanding dawned on the older man and he nodded with sympathy. Shes exhibiting her fathers traits. Yes. She can see in the dark, she hears exceptionally well, and now these. He carefully drew Madisons upper lip back. Did I mention she started growling like shes in heat? Despite the circumstances, Cortan chuckled. The growling is probably because some part of her recognizes you as her mate. The others are normal traits for a half-blood. He peered into Madisons mouth. Except these. To be completely truthful, Damien, it means shes more than a half-blood. What? Cortan stroked a slow gentle hand over Madisons brow. Shes more than a half-blood. What is she? He lifted Madisons hand and pressed a kiss to her fingertips. Taking one of Damiens, he joined their hands and said, Damien, meet your mate, Madison Parker, a half-blood were and a recessive gene vampire. Madison woke with a splitting headache and she rolled onto her side with a groan. Are you ok? The male voice was soothing and she looked up into a pair of concerned blue eyes.

Damien? she croaked. He produced a glass of water and she sipped. Thank you. She glanced at the clock and frowned. She wanted to say something but her head hurt too much. I thought he had a meeting tonight. Damien jerked away. Do you need anything? She shook her head avoiding his gaze. Im ok, just a headache. She played with the edge of the mattress when tears of frustration started to fall. She wiped them away then swung out of bed before Damien could stop her. Where- She shook her head, kept her gaze away from him and yanked open her closet. Dont come near me, Damien. Please. She took off her shirt and reached for a sweatshirt. Whenever you come near me I dont know what happens. She kicked aside the shorts she had on and yanked on a pair of jeans. I get hot all over and I feel like-like- She broke off and jerked on a knit cap. I need you right then and there but then all these crazy things start happening inside of me and I feel like Im gonna burn up from the inside out. She grabbed a jacket and skirted around him. You should go to your meeting. She looked at the house, the lower level lit up. Looks like theyve started. They started about an hour ago, he said and grabbed her arm. She stiffened and tried to pull away but his grip tightened. Please, Damien. She was begging and he hated it. Yanking her around he glimpsed her glowing eyes and crashed his lips into hers. She cried out at the intimate assault and pushed against his chest with all her strength. She managed to tear her mouth from his and sobbed into his shoulder. Dont do this to me! she begged. Please, dont do this to me. She groaned harshly and Damien could feel her body trembling. Oh crap! Damien grabbed her face. Look at me! he demanded and though she tried not to she eventually did. Its ok, Madison. Let it happen. She shook her head. I dont want to hurt you. You wont, I swear you wont. Let it happen. His thumbs gently stroked along her cheeks. Just let go. She sobbed brokenly. The pain in her mouth increased and her body burned from the inside. She gasped against both pains. Im sorry, Damien, I really am. Its ok, he murmured and steeled himself for what would probably happen next. She emitted a growl, her lips pulled back into a snarl, her fangs bared for just a brief second before they sank into his throat. He hissed through his teeth at the pull of her lips and though he wanted to drink from her as well he resisted. She finally pulled away and her eyes rolled back as she slipped into unconsciousness. Damien kicked the front door open and strode inside with Madison in his arms. Uncaring of the stares he received he took her to the master suite and when he returned he took up a spot against the kitchen counter. Troy went to his side and quietly brought him up to speed, but Damiens hardened expression never changed.

Xavier quickly called the meeting to an end then silently followed Damien into the master suite. Troy and council members from other packs followed. Kane caught Damiens cold gaze and the barely noticeable nod before he went to the bedside. He touched Madisons forehead and frowned at the coolness of her skin. He pulled back her eyelids to reveal eyes that were no longer steel gray but an impossibly pale gray so close to clear. He lifted her upper lip and stared in surprise. Oh shit, he whispered hoarsely. Damien, shes- I know. He spun on him. Whats wrong with her? She fed then passed out. Xavier glared at his son. Fed on what? Damien glared right back. What do you think? Would you rather she fed on someone else? Xavier trembled with anger but before he could say anything Cortan interceded. She needed to feed, Xavier, he said calmly. It was best she fed on her mate than on someone or something else. You suggested that she feed on him? You suggested that he let that thing feed on him? Cortans wizened brown eyes narrowed. That thing is still kin, Xavier, and your sons mate. You would do best to acknowledge her existence. Shes not even completely were! he argued. Shes a half-blood with vampire genes. And she will not be my sons mate! Damien growled and took a menacing step towards Xavier. You touch one hair on her head and I swear youll regret it. Kin or not you will not touch my mate! Stupid boy, you would breed a half-blood and risk tainting your familys name? I ruin nothing by claiming her as mine! Damien roared. It isnt my problem that you cant accept humans as potential mates for us! Shes not completely human! Shes not even a half-blood! She is still mine! Cortan stepped between them with a firm glare. Xavier, you will not touch the girl. Damien, shes yours to protect but you both need to put this aside long enough to do what weve come here for. Damien glared at his father but didnt say anything. We have work to do, Cortan said. I suggest we get- Damien? Madisons voice shook and she rolled over, grabbing onto the warm body sitting beside her on the bed. Oh god, she moaned. Before Kane could pull away shed bared her fangs, the tips just pressing into his skin. Damien yanked her head back and she growled and glared at him, angry that hed taken away what she wanted. He thrust his arm at her and she hungrily sank her teeth into him.

The others watched as she fed, watched as Damien gritted his teeth against each pull of her mouth, watched when she pulled away and lovingly licked the wounds shed created until they closed. Her head fell forward onto his chest as he shook feeling back into his arm. Thank you, she mumbled. When shed fallen asleep Cortan said softly, She feeds because shes weak. Shell need to feed more often for the next day or so but each feeding will make her stronger until she feels normal. He sat at her side and placed a loving hand on her cool cheek. She wont sleep this much after each feeding but she deserves an explanation. Can you give her that, Damien? He shook his head. I cant. His expression brightened grimly. But I know who can. When Troy checked on Damien the following afternoon, Madison was just pulling away. She looked better than yesterday though the color of her eyes hadnt returned. She frowned at the intrusion but Damien put a comforting arm around her shoulders and motioned for him to enter. Sorry to interrupt. Its ok, Damien assured him and gestured for him to sit at the end of the bed. Whats going on? The past fourteen hours had been brutal. Scouts from the three packs had picked up the scent of a rogue wolf, but they lost trail after a few miles of tracking. In the meantime pack members were warned to steer clear of the area until the pack could be found. This area is neutral to all of us and some of the elders think their interest is purely for settlement purposes. Since members of each pack reside within this area, particularly in town, theyre still trying to figure out how settling this region is going to work. Madisons interest in their conversation piqued and she asked, Whatre you guys talking about? Business, Damien said. I got that much but Troy keeps referring to packs and a wolf. Ive never seen any except the one from our run. Troy glanced at Damien who took this as his cue. Theres a rogue pack in this area, he explained. Were trying to determine what they want before someone gets hurt. Ah, I see. Good luck with that. Youre more than welcome to stay as long as you need. I need to get to town though. I think Im scheduled to work today. Actually, youre not. Gabes coming out to see you and should be here in a little bit. The statement confused her but she shrugged. Thatll be nice, I suppose, but I should probably- She stopped when she spotted the red marks on Damiens arm. What happened? She reached out to touch his arm but he brushed her hand aside. Its nothing, Madison. She stared at him, her brow furrowed. Nothing? What happened, Damien? She gripped his arm then noticed the same marks elsewhere. Oh my god! Damien, what- A knock at the door sent a relieved Troy away but he returned grim faced with Gabe. The door closed behind them and Gabe offered Madison a tight smile and nothing else. She glanced

nervously from one face to the other and licked her lips. She had a feeling the news wasnt going to be good. Timothy Parker, councilmember to Xavier Stone, was thirty-seven when he saw her. One look was all it took and he knew she was his. She was beautiful, dirty blond waves, dark gray eyes, fair skin marred only by the freckles across her cheeks. Marjorie Ellison was twenty-four when she met Timothy and he was everything her dreams were made of. Tall, dark hair, dark eyes, tanned skin bearing scars from his past. Yes, he was much older than her, thirteen years, but she didnt care. They met in Caves Ends police station. He was there chatting with one of the officers and she was there to deliver lunch from Evies Parlor, a restaurant a few blocks away. He caught her eye just as she did his and was smitten, for lack of a better word. He tracked her down at Evies and asked her out a week later. Of course she said yes and after just a few months he proposed. Before she turned twenty-five they were married. Marjorie didnt know much about her husbands family, just that he was recently estranged from them. Timothy knew she had no family, that her parents had died under mysterious circumstances shortly after her twentieth birthday. Marjorie was pregnant when she turned twenty-six and died birthing their daughter, Madison Marjorie Parker. Timothy, while celebrating the birth of their daughter, mourned the loss of his beloved Marjorie. She was my life and my love, the only woman I dared to claim, he wept at her funeral. The years that went by introduced Madison to a father who was loving and attentive, stern and disciplinary. He was a tender menace to the boys who would have pursued her and though it annoyed her at first she never denied him his protective presence in her life. The exception was Kane Rifter, a boy from school that, for whatever reason, Timothy had taken a liking to and allowed near his daughter. She would ask about her mom and he would tell her stories of their brief time together. And every year they visited her grave to place flowers and leave handwritten cards. Madison learned to love her mother through her father, learned that she was a lot like her. She would ask about his family. Sometimes he would shrug off her questions, other times he would answer with tearful, choked out words. He did mention his own father, a man she never met, saw what he looked like from a photo he had sent. And fell in love with him then. He looked just like her dad and the words he wrote in his letters were full of love and concern for his son and his daughter. In one particular letter, he included a copy of his will. It stated the property he was leaving for Timothy and instructions for the barn and cottage that came with it. Look, honey, Timothy said, pointing to a clause in the will. It says the property goes to you if anything happens to me. She didnt like to talk about death, he knew that, but asked, What does that mean?

Timothy smiled. His smiles always warmed her heart and drew her in. It means youll have a place of your own. At one time, Madison had asked why they lived in Caves End if they didnt have any family there, but Timothy said he never had a reason to leave. It was good enough for her and they spent their time celebrating birthday and holidays together, creating a home of love and memories. Timothy introduced her to Gabe Wright shortly after her fifteenth birthday. Hes a friend from way back when, he chuckled as the two men traded stories of growing up. He was the first and only friend Madison ever knew her father to visit or have over. And Gabe because a second father to her, someone she could count on. He became, like Kane, a constant presence in her life and took up the role of protector on her eighteenth birthday. It was the birthday Timothy never celebrated and the birthday she didnt care to remember. Hed been run down crossing the street to the diner to visit Gabe. The driver, a teen, had stopped but the damage was done. With little fanfare, she buried him next to her mother and locked away any memories of that day. Gabe had done what he could to comfort her but she didnt want it. She carried on like before, stopping only to take on the daunting task of renovating the barn and cottage at her grandfathers request in his will. She did it without complaining, without losing her pleasant disposition. Madison stared out her bedroom window, the cup of tea forgotten on the nightstand as she replayed the monologue of her life over and over in her brain. It had echoed in her brain for more than a week and for more than week she hadnt been able to leave her cottage. It wasnt shame, shed realized, that was keeping her locked away. It was accepting who and what she was. She looked in the mirror and frowned at her reflection. Aside from the color of her eyes she appeared to be the same. The dull ache in her jaw was still annoying but she could tolerate it better now. The unmistakable hunger that followed that ache wasnt easily tolerated or ignored and once shed found herself ready to tear the house apart from her craving. She looked away, back out the window, the frown disappearing as she watched several men walk by. Kane and Gabe were among them and she watched forlornly as they laughed and talked with the others. The urge to join them bubbled up inside of her chest but she pushed it down. She saw a woman walk by and pressed her hands to the glass. The womans head swung in her direction and she smiled and waved then gestured for her to join them. She backed away from the window with a shake of her head. She couldnt go out there, not like this. But Gabe had explained that everyone she knew, save for Damien and Troy, had been handpicked by himself and her father. Every person you know in Caves End was picked to watch over you, Gabe explained. Abby and Kane arent your friends by coincidence. They are your friends by choice. But not mine. Not at first, no. They are like you but not. They are called purebloods while you are a halfblood.

She frowned. Im not a half-blood, she said flatly. I heard as much. Damien was startled by her revelation but she chose to ignore him. Gabe smiled sadly. Its true, youre not. There was more to your mother than even your father knew, but maybe he didnt know because she didnt know. She looked at the people in the room Xavier, Cortan, Gabe, Ray, Abby, Kane, Damien and Troy and panicked welled up inside of her. So what am I? Cortan answered, You are a half-blood, my dear child, but you carry a recessive vampire gene. Meaning? Meaning youll need to feed like one. She grimaced. But am I one? He shook his head. Youre not. You only carry the traits but you will not become one, just like youll never become a full werewolf like your father. She bit her lip. So what youre saying, essentially, is that Im a freak with no real place in this world. Cortans face hardened. Children of weres and vampires are not freaks, he said coldly. They are still children. Your father was denied the chance to give you a place to belong- I wouldnt have belonged there even if he was given the chance, she interrupted. At some point, the recessive genes wouldve shown up and then what? Your recessive genes are only present because of him. He gestured towards Damien. She frowned. What does he have to do with anything? Weres and vampires are destined to only have one mate, one person that they are committed to for life, Cortan explained. You are his mate and he is yours. She stared at Damien, jaw hanging open. Wait a minute! That means- Youre the reasonShit! She scrambled out of bed and away from them. Abby stepped forward. Maddie, please, just listen. Itll make sense- No! she yelled. If-if hes my mate then-then- Realization dawned and she felt sick. Youyou let me- She glanced at his arm. Why would you- You knew what I was but you- She threw up on the floor. Damien came around the bed but she shrank away from him. Madison, it was necessary. Tears clouded her eyes and she held up a hand to keep him back. Necessary? she echoed. Necessary? Necessary for what, Damien? He dragged a blanket onto the floor to soak up her vomit. It was necessary to keep you healthy and sane. If you didnt feed you wouldve gone crazy and hurt yourself and someone else. She wiped madly at her cheeks and backed away as he stepped closer. Dont-dont come any closer, she pleaded. Please! I dont want-

And Ive told you before that its ok, he said firmly. Its better me than anyone else, Madison. Eventually youll hunger less but you shouldnt ignore the need right now, Cortan cautioned. Youre both crazy, she whispered and dove over the bed away from him. I wont do this. I cant do this! Damien smiled tenderly as he came around to stand in front of her. You can, Madison. He grabbed her arms before she could run. Its a necessity that I understand. His hands went to frame her face. You wont hurt me. She vehemently shook her head. Please dont make me do this! Please! I have to because youll go mad if you dont. His patience was amazing as he waited for her act and it didnt take long. The hunger broke through and with a growling sob she sank into his throat. He stumbled back from the force of her bite. Shed only fed once before from his neck and it hurt now like it did then. He closed his eyes against the pain this was necessary. Madison had to admit she felt better after that moment but undeniable guilt had crept over her and shed fled to her cottage. Shed managed to ignore everyone for the first few days but when Damien had come by a few days ago shed reluctantly let him in. He wanted to make sure she was ok and to let her know what was going on. The scouts located the wolf and his pack, he said. Theyre about four miles northeast of here. She mentally drew a map of the location and frowned. Theres a plateau in that direction. Its surrounded by trees, keeps it pretty well hidden. No roads. He was surprised. Could you show us how to get there? No. He frowned. Madison, we need to know who they are. Then you can find them on your own. I wont go out there. I dont need to- She stopped but the implied thought hung heavy between them. Madison, you wouldnt go alone. Wed be with you. I would be with you. She looked at him with uncertainty. Damien, you cant keep offering yourself to me when Im hungry. Thats stupid and insane. He smiled. Maybe but not to me. Im obligated to protect you, to see to your comfort. Even if it means giving up yours. Yes, even if it means giving up mine. He took her hand, her flesh cool against hi. Show us, Madison, please. She couldnt be talked into leaving but she drew them a detailed map with precise directions and theyd gone on their search. Like today, they left in groups. Unlike today, they hadnt been smiling or laughing as they walked away. Today was a celebration, a welcoming for the new pack. They were forty-eight strong, men, women and children, some purebloods, some half-

bloods, some human. Theyd banded together, Damien had proudly reported, because of their interest in welcoming all weres into their community. Their alpha feels its necessary for all weres to know they have a place to belong, he explained last night. He knows about you and wants to meet you. Hes never meet a were with a vampire gene, Madison. She frowned warily. Neither have you. Thats true, he conceded, but now that I have I want you to meet him. His names Peter Foreman. His mate is Harmony. They have five kids, all boys. Despite how she felt she couldnt help but chuckle. I feel sorry for her! Damien chuckled too. So do I! His amusement faded and quietly added, He also apologizes for attacking us that day we ran together. She looked at him with surprise. That was him? He nodded. Yes. He thought we were intruders, hunters, looking to kill his pack. He recognized what I was after youd left but was confused by you. I would be too. Well, hes not anymore. He figures youre the best example to some of his pack of what a hybrid-were looks like. He studied her with appreciation. Youre more than a half-blood were, Madison, more than a half-blood vampire. Youre special and powerful and stronger than you realize. Youll never fully be one or the other but the combination of what you are sets you apart, makes you a force to be reckoned with. He drew her into his arms and held her gently against him. Im honored to be your mate, Madison, he said softly. Im honored that my mate is what she is and I cant wait to claim you like I should. Damiens acceptance of her was still a little mind-boggling even though his unspoken promise of claiming her made her shiver with anticipation. But she still couldnt be talked into going so she watched from the solitude of her cottage as they walked by, bearing gifts for their new friends. Damien came into view with Troy, Cortan and Ray and her heart lurched at the sight of his powerful form. He mustve felt it because he glanced over at her. He didnt smile, didnt wave, simply stood and stared. He said something to the others and they moved a bit off then stopped. She watched as he came to her window and pressed his hands to it. Come with me. His voice beckoned in her head and she could hear the anticipatory beating of his heart as he waited. Damien, what if- Ill be right there if you need to. But- Madison, you cant hide forever. Come with me. She chewed on her lower lip and minutes of silence ticked between them until she finally nodded. He broke into a wide grin and disappeared only to knock on the front door a second

later. She swung it open and was instantly swept into his arms as he feathered kisses over her upturned face. A low rumble vibrated in his chest and she recognized the moment the kisses turned from joyful to passionate. Her heart thumped loudly in her ears and her blood roared through her veins as his lips hungrily found hers. She didnt care if people were waiting, didnt care if they knew either. She returned his passion kiss for kiss, stroke for stoke, moan for moan, heat for heat. Damien trailed his mouth over her jaw and cheeks, down the column of her throat and up the other side. His heart raced as he kicked the door shut. He pushed her backwards into the bedroom, closing the door before breaking contact to close the drapes. He found her in the darkness, waiting for him. Time was forgotten as they came together, found their release in each other. They sank their teeth into each other, drinking long and deep on their final release. In the darkness and silence of her room she could hear him whisper into her mind, Youre mine. I will love, honor, cherish, provide for and protect you for all time. Someone was knocking on the front door and Madison heard it first. She pushed Damiens arm away, tugging on clothes as she went to answer it. Through the peephole she saw it was Gabe. Hey, she said and let him in. He smiled. Feeling ok? She smiled back. Better than before. Damien emerged from the bedroom in just his jeans. Hey, Gabe. Gabe chuckled. Morning. Since youre up, I wont prolong this. Cortan is calling for the mating ceremony for you both to happen tonight. Mating ceremony? she repeated. Its the equivalent of a marriage ceremony. Its as binding as a marriage ceremony, completely legal, but we just call it a mating ceremony. She glanced at Damien, suddenly nervous. Oh. But why? Gabe laughed. You need a reason besides the obvious? She blushed and Damien chuckled. I guess that makes sense. Damien looped an arm around her waist. I have no objections. You? She shook her head. Then well have it tonight. Good. Well prepare everything in the barn. There will be more people tonight than there are right now. The other council members and elders should be arriving in a few hours. Be ready by eight. He kissed Madisons cheek and shook Damiens hand. Dont be late. When hed gone Madison looked at Damien. What happens after the ceremony? We settle down, have some kids, enjoy life. He said it so easily. But where do we live? Do we live with your pack? Do we stay here?

We can live wherever is comfortable for you, he answered. If youd like to stay here just say so. If youd like to move, just let me know. But what about your dad? What about him? Wed still be under the protection of the pack even from here. And our kids? When we have kids do we explain to them what they are from the beginning? I dont want to hide this from them, Damien. It wasnt fair that I had to live without knowing. Then we tell them. Just like that? Yes, just like that. The decisions arent hard for me to make, Madison. Youre my mate and I want your life with me to be comfortable. If it means going out of my way to accommodate you on certain things then Ill do it. She nodded. What if our kids are more like me and need to you know? Then we provide them the means to feed. It just cant be from one of us. She studied him in silence. It was all still so much to take in but right there, in that moment, when he returned her steady gaze she knew he would be there every new discovery she made, good or bad. She closed her eyes and turned into his embrace. There it was, that sense of belonging to someone who accepted her as she was. In the master suite, Madison settled into Damiens side, listening to his deep breathing as he slept. The mating ceremony had taken place a few hours ago and the celebration was still in full swing. She smiled as the low hum of conversation wafted down the hall, stopping at the bedroom door. Shed met Peter and Harmony Foreman who promptly invited her to their commune for a visit. Once the honeymoons over of course, Peter chuckled, a knowing gleam in his making Madison blush. Theyd mingled with their guests before quietly retreating to the sanctuary of their room. As his hands slowly undressed her he said softly, I love you, Madison. I promise to always love you. Shed watched his eyes soften as she helped him out of his shirt. I love you, Damien. Thank you. She hadnt had to explain her gratitude; his smile told her he understood. Their loving was gentle and slow, passionate and smoldering and now he lay asleep beside her like he would for the rest of their lives. The dark ring on her finger bore the Stone family crest, three vertical lines crossed over three diagonal lines, a sign of protection over the wearer. Her fingers ran over the sapphires embedded in the cool metal, the color symbolizing the eye color of all males born into the Stone family, the gem a seal of belonging. Closing her eyes she wove her fingers with Damiens, felt them tighten around her own and smiled. Beneath her ear and in her mind she could hear the steady beating of his heart and couldve sworn she heard it speak to her: You have my heart like I have yours.

### About the Author: M.B. Forester-Smythes hope is to publish stories that formed in her head, were given life in her heart, and penned to relieve the need to make it more real. Each story isnt simply a fantasy; each story is about a character that has plagued her enough to be written about. Books by M.B. Forester-Smythe: Gracelynn Edith Brenin