The truth about the bombing...

The following day two guys walked in with Michael. The two wolves grabbed and drugged the boys out, kicking and screaming. Jocelyn yelled, "Michael, you hurt them. I swear next time I get loose; you will have wished you died in the avalanche."

His ice-blue ice turned white. His pale face turned light blue. In an angry voice, "I have wished that many times, but I have become this thing you now see. My body rate has slowed down." He walked over and touched her cheek. His hand was icy cold. "You feel nice and warm. Maybe I will use you to warm me up."

She smacked his hand away from her face and spat on him. "You were a bastard back then and seem worse now."

"Oh, I am. My mate was a rogue who was trying to become a pack. She rejected me. I killed her pack except those who were hiding in a safe room. I knew where they were. I could smell her, but I could not bring myself to kill her. They went to your center for asylum."

"It was you who attacked the Outlet Pack? Who was your mate?"

"You're the counselor. Who do you think it was?"

"Pamela? She has been mute since the attack. I thought her mate died at the attack."

"She was my second chance mate. She rejected me because of what I became—this cold-hearted bastard, as you said. I lost my first mate. I met her between the trial and gauntlet. She was one of the nurses who came to treat me. If I hadn't been distracted by her rejection, I would have caught my uncle trying to kill us with the avalanche. She did not want half a man, she claimed."

Once I was healed, I did go to her. She said she found and mated with someone else who could care for her and give her pups. While talking, she started showing signs of heat. She began to call out to her mate. I took her to one of the cabins lined with silver my uncle had created. That was before you got them all destroyed. I had my way with her. I had to leave when I heard the warriors coming. I saw her new mate take her in. I know she had twin boys. When I ran into her later, I asked if they were mine, and she replied she did not know. She never told her second chance mate about our night in the cabin. She was told about me being healed, but she did not want to become a rouge or lone wolf with me. So because of you, I lost both my mates and my sons."

"You don't know they were your sons. You raped your first mate as you raped me. But blood work proved none of my pups were yours. You lost both of your mates because of you being weak and following your Uncle Xavier."

He smacked Jocelyn, and she fell unconscious on the floor. "I lost raising my sons, and you will lose raising yours." Then he started a maniacal laugh as he walked out of her dungeon cell. "take off all the silver while she is out cold. This way, she will feel the pain of losing her mate when she revives."

He then walked upstairs. He looks at Aryanna, a dark witch he has used in the past. "Are you ready to change them?"

Aryanna replied, "Remember, I can only plant the seed of darkness in them, and you will have to feed it to make it grow."

"You do your job, and I will do mine."

"I want my payment first. When your seed bares fruit in me, then I will plant the seed in them."

Michael growls, "I do not trust you to carry out "your bargain. You plant that seed of darkness in one of them and make the other forget who he is. I will plant my seed in you. Then when your seed bears fruit, you plant the seed of darkness in the other."

"That will be casting three spells instead of one. The payment will go up." She gives a flirty, conniving, evil smile his way.

"You want me to jump the broom with you? I have lost two mates. I will make you my chosen mate. I will mark you right now but won't fully mate you until you go into heat in seven to ten days. This will guarantee a successful seed."

"Then, to show good faith, I will cast a spell on both of them for amnesia now. In six days is the full moon; I will cast the seed of darkness in one. Then we go into one of your special cabins. You make sure it is clean and full of food. By the second full moon, if I bare fruit, I cast the second spell."

"Agreed." She leads him into her room of worship. Hanging from the ceiling is a bunch of drying plants. Plus, a prism chandelier. The wallpaper is grey with silver Celtic knots all over it. In the far back wall are two large grey curio cabinets with frosted glass doors. In between the two curio cabinets is a large fireplace. There are two cast iron Dutch ovens by the fire. He looked surprised. She laughed, "Did you expect a large caldron? I only pull the caldron out if I need a huge batch. The Dutch ovens are big enough for most of my spells."

He continued to look around and noticed the purple Victorian chair, couch, and bench that sat around a grayish-white granite coffee table. He sees a wooden stand with a book on it that is opened. He starts to walk to it. "I would not touch that unless you wish to get cursed. Once we are fully mated and have jumped the broomstick at the full moon, you will be safe to touch it." He looked to the left of him and saw an old wooden square table with some scratches on it. There were two chairs around it. Under the table, he noticed a large white caldron with the bottom half chard black from fire. The right corner had a door.

He noticed the floor was made of dark wood, and a runner carpet ran from the entrance door to the fireplace. Several wall shelves had candles, stone-carved statues, and even a few scrolls.

"You sure have changed this room since I gave it to you. I do not remember a closet being in here."

She smiled, "it only looks like a closet to the blind. It's my doorway to other places. I can open it to be on the mountain to gather items, I can end up in my home, I can go to my coven, and the last place it pops me in is my bed. I decide tonsleepninnyhat night."

You can cast it to go anyplace?"

"No, these doors are limited to five places. I haven't decided on the last place yet."

"Are you the only one who can use it?"

"No, I can invite a small group to use it at the same time I do. They cannot access without me."

"If we ever need to escape, we will meet here."

"You tell me where you wish to go, and I can make it my fifth place."

"You will become more useful than I thought." His eyes grew white as he turned and walked toward her. He could smell her arousal, and his canine teeth extended. He pushed her up against the wall. His claws extended, and his hand pulled her dress up. His feet ripped her thong off. His nails returned to normal. He was glad he was wearing sweats. He yanked his pants down and slammed into her. His mouth crushed into her lips. She raised her legs and wrapped them around him. He had her screaming in pain and joy. She was making him feel warmth. He pounded into her, and just as he felt his release, he bit into her neck.
She was still withering to get her release. He pulled out and smirked, "Not until you're in heat will you find your release. You are now baring my mark."

She looked ready to strangle him. "You bastard." She then chanted a spell. "cando entra a calor
saen moitos. Dúas nenas e does nenos sen problemas para min." (when the heat comes on, many come forth. Two girls and two boys with no trouble to me. Make them the most robust hybrids you ever did see.)

"What did you say?" He asked as he pulled up his pants.

"Nothing you need to be concerned about."

"I am having them brought in. Oh, and have them remember their new names. Scott will be Ares, and Zander will be Beela.."

"Ruin and Destruction."