Prologue Book #4 My FATHER'S HATRED

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 Ignoring them, I make one last attempt to rouse a response from my wulf soul companion "You will tell me what happened to our mate Crimson. You will explain why they reacted so violently. Enough secrets. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!" no answer. "If you do not I WILL RESORT TO WHATEVER MEANS NECESSARY TO HAVE ANSWERS!" almost at their porch I say the one thing that ignites a response from Crimson like no other "Alejandro does not deserve this. YOU BETRAYED HIM!!!"

A bellowing wulf spoken roar"NO!!! I WILL NEVER!!" explodes forth from me scattering, in a circular outwards motion, the mist, and its phantom inhabitants. In nanoseconds retreat back into the woods. Coupled with a sudden wrenching emotional pain gripping me powerfully. Wrenching me downwards into its anguish. So much so, it drops me on the spot to my knees grabbing my chest overwhelmed by..........by his shame?

Moisture stings threatening to fall from my eyes against my will. Crimson. Crimson is doing this. Then he howls "AAAOOOOOOO!" Wave after wave of an emotional turmoil grips me so profoundly I cannot stop it. Resonating throughout my entire being, it utterly destroys my anger. Immediately I Grip my throat as if suffocating, clinging for breath I fall forwards. His pain, his guilt is so overwhelming, my right hand clutches my chest, throbbing as if I am having a heart attack.

Still, I attempt to stand, but I can't. Tears not my own blur my vision, releasing themselves from my eyes like a small brook, while the strength in my legs fail me and I drop once more to my knees, never reaching the house. Feeling the sensation in my chest fade to leave me leaning forward,forehead touching the cold earth.  Having released my throat, my hands grip the earth beneath it. Ripping away the tufts of grass in their curled grip. My mind reels at the sole question his reaction caused "What happened to you Crimson? What do you hide from him?" As if surfacing from beneath the lake, I finally able to take in gulps of air. It is then I feel him.

Yet, his energy is not the same. He is defeated somehow, a surge of fear spreads throughout my being causing me to panic beyond any fear I could ever have felt before "Crimson!! Crimson!!!" roaring in wulf speak to him. This time, He responds. The voice of a will broken beyond anything I could think of....answers me. "I will tell you everything Reuben, my human soul companion. But you must swear to me.... They.... Our mates... must not know..... For now."



WHat secrets does crimson hide?  why  did Sable feel a need to attack his own mate?  you will find out the answers to this and more in BOOK #4 "My Fathers' Hatred."


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