Rachel had gone into the mosh pit with Jasper, a
wolf shifter who works at the front desk, and I’d finished eight Zombie Makers.
“I heard you were in here.”
Doyle sat down beside me, his strawberry blonde hair brushing his collar when
he shook his head.
Doyle was my best friend and
head of the largest wolf clan in The United Clans. He was also in charge of the
fight scene here at the resort, which suited him since he was six-three, built
like a heavyweight boxer, and loved nothing more than a good fight.
“I’m conducting an
experiment,” I told him, or at least I thought I did, but from the look on his
face, it must not have come out the way it was supposed to.
“Right. Why don’t I take you
home now?”
“Sure.”
I tried to stand but my legs
felt like wet noodles and couldn’t seem to hold my weight. Doyle wrapped his
arm around my waist with my arm draped over his shoulder and practically carried
me out of the club. Once he had me back in my apartment, he let me fall onto my
bed where I immediately passed out looking forward to seeing my mate in my
dreams.
Chapter Two
~ Solomon ~
I was standing outside the
door to the white house in my dreams but I couldn’t bring myself to try the
handle.
Shapeshifter souls were made
up of two halves - the human and the animal. Since mating was part of the
animal’s magic, most of us weren’t able to recognize our mates while we were
cursed. Only Dragon’s animal was strong enough to break the curse and claim his
mate. Thankfully, the rest of our animals were freed along with his.
Since I met Renee while I was
cursed, and the last time I saw her was before my fox woke up, it was entirely
possible that she was my mate. It was even possible that my fox sensed her
through the curse and that was why I’d always been so drawn to her. Add to that
the gothic paintings inside this house that I knew she would love and the fact
that the woman inside was constantly singing Renee’s favorite songs, I was
almost positive I knew who my mate was. And if I was right, I’d be the happiest
man alive.
So why wasn’t I throwing the
door open and rushing inside?
Because Renee left me six
months ago.
For thirty years, Renee was
by my side as my assistant and my best friend, but she stayed true to her word
and never gave in to my sexual advances. Then she was asked to fill in at our
European club Supernova while the General Manager, Katerina went on vacation.
Renee was supposed to go there for two weeks and then come straight back home.
Then all hell broke loose
here at Myths and Legends just after she left. The curse ended and we quickly
learned that controlling our beasts wasn’t as easy as it used to be. They were,
after all, understandably pissed off and tired of being caged. Then a bomb took
out The Gateway to the Otherworld, the performing arts theater where I host the
majority of my shows. Several members of the interracial council including its
leader Garrek, a very rare solar demon, were also taken out in the explosion.
Then to add to the chaos, all of the vampires created by nightshifters suddenly
inherited the beasts of their sires - including Renee.
I expected Renee to come home
the instant Katerina returned, but for reasons I still didn’t understand, she
decided to stay on at Supernova choreographing their stage shows. I threw up
one argument after the next for why she should come home, but she said I could
handle it myself and told me that she wanted to spread her wings. Normally I
encouraged everyone to try new things, but this was Renee, and up until she
left for Supernova, I would have said we were as inseparable as mates.
Now, I had no idea what was
going on between us. Whenever we talk on the phone, she says she misses me, but
she doesn’t want to come home - not even for a visit. By the same token, I feel
so empty without her, but every time I think about going through the portal to
Supernova, I get this overwhelming feeling that it’s the wrong