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Eastern Washington University was turning out to be everything I'd hoped: dull, rainy and far away. It still wasn't geographically far enough from Austin for my liking, but since Bangkok University wasn't taking international psych majors, this place would have to do.
He locked eyes with me for an instant before he began to pass out a stapled stack of papers to each student. "My name is Professor Winters when class is in session and Prentice when it's not."
This entire evening had left me wanting nothing more than a cold shower and a few dozen cats to ensure that no man and certainly no Dom would want anything to do with me ever again.
Whether you're cut out to be a submissive or not, I have no idea, but you, my friend, are most definitely a doormat."
"Sometimes it takes a stranger to do a favor your friends are too friendly to do," he said with a sympathetic nod as he raised his own glass and took a swig. "What you do with that information is up to you."
He smiled. "Sometimes the best way to stay in control is to just let the current take you."
"We've met before, you just don't remember." I blinked. "We have? When?" "We were kids," he murmured, too serious to be teasing me. "We saw each other in a vision. I wanted to come find you right away, but the guy who showed it to me told me I had to wait for you to come to me. He said you wouldn't remember by the time you were older, and I guess I just hoped he was wrong."
I kept flipping, struggling to find evidence I truly hoped wasn't there. It didn't take long. There was another drawing of me sitting on what appeared to be some sort of throne. I was naked with the exception of a silk scarf draped tastefully over my shoulder and lap. My legs were crossed as I leaned back casually in the throne. One arm was draped over the side, caressing the head of a massive black wolf. A smaller gray wolf sat off to the other side of the throne, looking on in what seemed to be envy.
It was the long way out, but I admittedly wanted to see his reaction to the giant pendulum that hung through all three floors of the library atrium and swung reliably on a tiled track along the center of the floor.
way to work in that book title!!!
It's always working to restore equilibrium."
isn't that the last book?!?
Looking down at my red-stained palm, I felt a familiar burn, but it was on the wrong hand. For an instant, the blood pooled itself into fresh droplets and formed a crude circle with the outline of a crescent on the back of my hand. As soon as the pattern had formed, it vanished and the blood was violently absorbed into the mark.
marked by both brothers?!? kinky!!!
I knew now that Jeff and his father were vampires and that they had both used me as the family blood slave, among other things. I knew that at least some of my scars were from Jeff, who had been using my old habit of cutting to cover his own tracks. I also knew that they had both compelled me to forget on many different occasions in order to hide their abuse not only from the outside world but, in some cases, from each other.
"Your commitment to dishonesty is impressive, and yet you're not getting any better at it," said Sebastian.
"I don't know," I admitted. "He's honest, compassionate, sweet. He's enthusiastic about everything he does and he always makes me laugh." "You are aware that you just described a dog, aren't you?"
P. S. Oh, and a word of advice? Let Sebastian think it was mind control.
lol, let the wookie win, lol !!!
Hope they weren't too attached to their son. Your dad is boring so he gets to stay at the Lodge.
As for everything south of the equator, suffice it to say that the family resemblance was obvious in some regards. Sebastian caught me looking but I didn't wither away under his disapproving gaze or make excuses like I once would have.
