Book one of three in the Forbidden Alliance Trilogy
Jay Dee doesn't know where she came from, who she is, or why she washed up on the beach when she was a child. The only life she had ever known was on the reservation with her tribe and pack. In a w...
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I hated this bloody movie when it first came out. However, Bridget Jones has the right idea. Get monged out and sing the classics.
"All by myself! Don't want to be, all by myself, anymore!" I sang along at the top of my lungs with the tele.
Miss Jones is not an entire munter; if she lost like two stone, did not talk, or try to act, and kept a paper bag over her head, she would be slightly agreeable.
Then again, what would I know? I had the love of a bloody six-foot super model, a goddess among mere immortals, who loved me despite my heritage and species, and accepted all of my little flaws and issues.
Bloody hell, she did not even get angry when my dim bitch of a sister tried to eat her!
"Sing it Bridget... All by myself! Don't want to be, all by myself, anymore!"
"I told you he went completely insane," Steffen whispered from the doorway.
I spun around to see who he was talking to, my heart raced with hope that it was Jay Dee, and I stepped on an empty bottle of whatever I had been drinking for the past eight hours, slipped, and my feet disappeared from under me, and I landed on my back.
"Ow," I whined. "That bloody hurt."
Jarvis and Steffen stood over me and each looked as if they were ready to laugh before having me committed.
"Dude, seriously? I thought Steffen was exaggerating when he said Bridget Jones Diary," Jarvis said.
Steffen nodded. "Trust me, it's getting worse. He ordered the best of CélineDion and made Mom suffer through Titanic with him."
"I will never let go," I reminded them, then cringed. "I did let go, in fact, I shoved her off the bloody boat." I kissed the Polaroid picture of Jay Dee and me before I broke her heart.
"Dude, get up and get sober," Jarvis said and tossed a wad of metal at me and it smacked me in the face.
I picked it up and unraveled the chain before looking at my ring.
"I'm taking Jay Dee out hunting in the morning so you'll need that," he explained. "It'll be the only chance you'll get to talk to her before I go back to school. After that, Yahto will be your only hope, and frankly, he hates you because of what you said and did. Yahto loves Jay Dee, he's just too stupid to realize it."
I groaned even louder; I had figured as much.
"She will run to the arms of her best mate, even though he is beyond daft," I sniveled. "That is just bloody brilliant!"
Jarvis rolled his eyes. "It would never work between them, they're too similar and he's way too airheaded, and the biggest problem with their potential relationship is that she loves you. But, that's beside the point. Get up and showered... Dude, you smell like my Uncle Alex after he drowned in that still of moonshine."
