right now, she would try to keep things from getting out of control.
A bark from the barn drew her attention. It was past feeding time and Ginger could probably use a break from her growing litter. Evan wouldn’t be back until next week. He had gone with his dad and brothers on a hiking trip before school started back.
“I’m coming, girl,” Lacey called out with a chuckle as Ginger impatiently barked again. “Your babies must be driving you crazy by now.”
Little Bit had returned to her mother after the first hour and lots of loving. She was probably the worst one of the litter, Lacey thought with a small grin. The small pup was definitely the most adventuresome.
“She reminds me a lot of the twins,” Lacey said to herself as she pulled open the door to the barn. “What’s the matter, girl? Were you missing me?”
A startled gasp tore from Lacey’s throat when a hand suddenly wrapped around her wrist and turned her until she was pressed against the other door to the barn. Filtered sunlight shone through the windows, illuminating the sharp features of the alien from this morning. His piercing blue eyes held her frozen even as his whispered words swept through her mind.
“Yes, I was,” he murmured before pressing his lips firmly to hers.
Chapter 9
Frost had been concerned when he first stepped into the barn that the larger golden haired mammal might be an issue. Instead, the creature had greeted him with a wagging tail and a bright orange ball. Soon, he found himself tripping through an invasion of smaller replicas of the mother beast.
He smiled as he remembered the smallest pup. It had bowled through the lot of its siblings and tumbled to a stop at his feet. Fortunately, the group settled down after a few minutes of attention and a stern growl from the mother. Well, all but the little one. It remained glued to his side as he stepped up to the double doors and peeked through the cracks.
Joseph and Jonah’s mother, Tory, only stayed for a few minutes, but those few minutes gave him the chance to study the female who was his. It was said that a warrior would recognize his mate through her markings. All females had them, no matter what the species, but a warrior would recognize the one destined to be his when the markings ‘spoke’ to him.
In other females, the patterns were faint, dull even, with no movement. The majority of the time the patterns were almost invisible, even to the warriors. Hell, even his boss, Passion, had them. Because he was used to seeing the patterns, he rarely paid any attention to them. But the patterns on Lacey, those patterns were impossible for him to ignore.
Legend stated that a warrior, unfamiliar with the ice world of Glacier, crashed into the frozen world after a great battle in space. The warrior struggled from the wreckage of his ship only to become lost on a frozen tundra. Near death, the warrior raged at the gods for not letting him die as a warrior should, in battle. Instead, his body would be forever encased in ice. A frozen statue locked on an uninhabitable world.
The legend told of how the Goddess, Icela, heard the warrior’s rage. Fascinated by his will to survive, she came to him out of the blizzard. She built a beautiful ice palace to protect him and cared for him. Over the weeks that followed, Icela and the warrior fell in love. He, with her gentle touch and she with his fierce nature that reminded her of the storms that raged over her world.
Icela knew that it was only a matter of time before the warrior would leave her. She knew that the warrior would not survive if he tried to stay, but she could not bear the thought of losing him either. As she feared, other warriors came for him. Unable to watch her warrior leave her, Icela, reverted back to her natural form… that of the swirling snow that covered the frozen planet.
When the warriors departed, Icela returned to the palace she had created. She moved through it in her natural form, unable to
A bark from the barn drew her attention. It was past feeding time and Ginger could probably use a break from her growing litter. Evan wouldn’t be back until next week. He had gone with his dad and brothers on a hiking trip before school started back.
“I’m coming, girl,” Lacey called out with a chuckle as Ginger impatiently barked again. “Your babies must be driving you crazy by now.”
Little Bit had returned to her mother after the first hour and lots of loving. She was probably the worst one of the litter, Lacey thought with a small grin. The small pup was definitely the most adventuresome.
“She reminds me a lot of the twins,” Lacey said to herself as she pulled open the door to the barn. “What’s the matter, girl? Were you missing me?”
A startled gasp tore from Lacey’s throat when a hand suddenly wrapped around her wrist and turned her until she was pressed against the other door to the barn. Filtered sunlight shone through the windows, illuminating the sharp features of the alien from this morning. His piercing blue eyes held her frozen even as his whispered words swept through her mind.
“Yes, I was,” he murmured before pressing his lips firmly to hers.
Chapter 9
Frost had been concerned when he first stepped into the barn that the larger golden haired mammal might be an issue. Instead, the creature had greeted him with a wagging tail and a bright orange ball. Soon, he found himself tripping through an invasion of smaller replicas of the mother beast.
He smiled as he remembered the smallest pup. It had bowled through the lot of its siblings and tumbled to a stop at his feet. Fortunately, the group settled down after a few minutes of attention and a stern growl from the mother. Well, all but the little one. It remained glued to his side as he stepped up to the double doors and peeked through the cracks.
Joseph and Jonah’s mother, Tory, only stayed for a few minutes, but those few minutes gave him the chance to study the female who was his. It was said that a warrior would recognize his mate through her markings. All females had them, no matter what the species, but a warrior would recognize the one destined to be his when the markings ‘spoke’ to him.
In other females, the patterns were faint, dull even, with no movement. The majority of the time the patterns were almost invisible, even to the warriors. Hell, even his boss, Passion, had them. Because he was used to seeing the patterns, he rarely paid any attention to them. But the patterns on Lacey, those patterns were impossible for him to ignore.
Legend stated that a warrior, unfamiliar with the ice world of Glacier, crashed into the frozen world after a great battle in space. The warrior struggled from the wreckage of his ship only to become lost on a frozen tundra. Near death, the warrior raged at the gods for not letting him die as a warrior should, in battle. Instead, his body would be forever encased in ice. A frozen statue locked on an uninhabitable world.
The legend told of how the Goddess, Icela, heard the warrior’s rage. Fascinated by his will to survive, she came to him out of the blizzard. She built a beautiful ice palace to protect him and cared for him. Over the weeks that followed, Icela and the warrior fell in love. He, with her gentle touch and she with his fierce nature that reminded her of the storms that raged over her world.
Icela knew that it was only a matter of time before the warrior would leave her. She knew that the warrior would not survive if he tried to stay, but she could not bear the thought of losing him either. As she feared, other warriors came for him. Unable to watch her warrior leave her, Icela, reverted back to her natural form… that of the swirling snow that covered the frozen planet.
When the warriors departed, Icela returned to the palace she had created. She moved through it in her natural form, unable to
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