Authors: Janet MacDonald
Epilogue
Edwina stepped
into the clearing. The apple orchard was exactly how her mother had depicted it
in her diary. She looked around and thought it strange there were no patrols or
even sentries out protecting the island. Her nervousness was not unfounded, but
still she felt a bit silly as she followed the path. How did one introduce
themselves to a family who didn’t even know she existed?
Would they hate
her, see her as an enemy or would they welcome her with open arms? Her thoughts
tortured her. Maybe she shouldn’t have come. Maybe she should have stayed in
the mountains with her father. But she didn’t like her father’s new mate, or
the fact he could so easily replace her mother so soon after her death. Hell,
she’d only known she had another family by reading her mother’s diary after she
sorted through her things. That had given her quite the shock.
All her life she’d
thought her parents had been joined by a pack agreement, but upon reading the
diary, she’d learned the horrible truth. Her mother had been forced to mate her
father, had been stolen from another she was in love with as well as her
children. Edwina wanted to know them, wanted to learn about their lives and to
let them know their mother had died. It seemed only right. It would be
something she would want to know.
So lost in her
thoughts, she almost didn’t notice the tantalizing aroma of a male wolf. The
smell reminded her of her intended mate, Titus. A smiled danced on her lips at
the thought of him. How she missed his scent and voice, but he was back in the
mountains. Although she missed him greatly, she wasn’t in love with him. Their planned
mating had been arranged. It was a good fit. He was strong, handsome and a good
man, but he did not stir her soul the way she longed for. He understood. He had
been in love with another, but had to do as his father decreed, and now
although they were friends, he too did not feel the love.
A low growl made
her look at the edge of a thicket. She stopped dead in her tracks. Edwina was
not afraid, but she was a little nervous. A large, all gray male appeared from
the foliage. His head was low and his teeth were bared.
“I’m kin,” she
said. She stood her ground, not advancing nor stepping back. He transformed,
and a naked young man stood there, the shrub hiding his lower half from sight.
“What’s your name?”
he asked.
“Edwina, and
you?”
“Memphis, what
are you doing here? This is a pack held territory.”
“I’m looking for
Chris, Dante or Cora.”
“Why?”
“I’m their
sister.”
The End
About the Author
Janet MacDonald
writes paranormal and fantasy erotic Romances. She stumbled upon this creative
outlet quite by accident in 2012 and has become just short of being obsessed
with writing. A mother of three lively and over imaginative daughters, Janet finds
her inspiration in everything around her. Finding spontaneous story ideas from
a simple restaurant sign to the lyrics in a song, it’s why one will always find
her clasping desperately to her tiny laptop. She lives in a small Canadian east
coast village with her beloved, yet very confused, cat Grubby, who thinks it’s
a dog.