punishing you both. If she decides to stand with you, then nothing will shake her loose. She has already proven herself to be an Alpha's mate.”
“You always know what to say to make me feel better, brother of my heart.”
“Don't go getting all mushy on me. I'd rather leave you wallowing in misery.”
Dmitry looked at the disgusted expression on Kolya's face, and burst out laughing. His friend was acting like a clown.
Violet turned at the sound of Dmitry’s laughter, and felt her heart clench. Kolya once again broke the mood and helped his friend. Kolya walked up to the galley and Violet touched his arm.
“Thank you. He needs to laugh more.”
“I can only give him laughter, Violet. You are the one who can give him love and passion. Those are what he needs to heal his soul.”
“You are still a good friend to him. I am glad he has you in his life.”
“But it is you who now holds his life in your hands. Be careful with it, Violet.”
Violet looked up quickly and saw the steely look in Kolya's eyes. All humor was gone. She felt a myriad of emotions hit her. Fear, Anger, Hurt and finally Realization. “A good friend indeed.” she muttered, patting his arm.
Kolya watched, as Violet picked up two trays of food, and walked back to Dmitry. He wasn't sure, what to think, of her response to his warning.
“You shouldn't have done that, Nikolai. If Dmitry finds out, he will be angry.” Anton hissed at him.
“He is my friend and Alpha. I will protect him, from his mate, if necessary.”
“Do you think it necessary?”
“We shall see soon enough, Anton. If she will not accept his wolf, then I fear it will be.”
Violet walked up and handed a plate of food to Dmitry, and then sat down beside him, and began to eat.
“Thinking again, lyubov moya ? I felt an extreme emotional response.” Dmitry asked quietly.
“You need to stop. They are merely thoughts, everyone has them.”
“But if you are unhappy, I want to fix whatever is wrong, so you will be happy again.”
“You’re sweet, but you are not responsible for my happiness.”
“You are wrong.” Dmitry moved the tray from her lap and pulled her into his arms. “I live for your happiness.” He captured her lips and kissed her. Breathless they broke apart, and Violet sank back into her chair a little dazed. Dmitry chuckled as he handed her tray back to her and returned to his seat. “Finish eating, Violet. It will be very late before we reach my home.”
“Where are we going?”
“We fly into Yakutsk and then drive from there. The roads are bad, and the trip will be uncomfortable. There will be no place to stop, once we start.”
“Why is the trip so bad?”
“We don't want to be found. The last part of our journey will be on foot. Wear your hiking boots. Once we are there, you will have all the comforts of home. The journey is the hard part.”
“Thanks for the warning. I'll change before we land. What about my equipment and supplies?”
“There is storage at the airport. It will be safe there.”
“Can I take my camera bag and overnight case with us?”
“Of course.” Dmitry reached over and took Violet's hand. “Do not worry lyubov moya . All will be well.”
“That's what they all say.” Violet mumbled to herself. What, have I gotten myself into?
Violet watched as Dmitry, and the boys, laughed and joked. They also did something not all men did. They touched; a hand on the shoulder, a pat on the back, ruffling each other's hair. They touched each other easily and without thought.
Violet wondered if this was one of the differences Dmitry mentioned, and what other differences would she learn about. He alluded to abilities. She knew he was a telepath, but what other differences were there. He said they could become targets, or science experiments. She was afraid of being targeted as well. What if someone wanted to know
“You always know what to say to make me feel better, brother of my heart.”
“Don't go getting all mushy on me. I'd rather leave you wallowing in misery.”
Dmitry looked at the disgusted expression on Kolya's face, and burst out laughing. His friend was acting like a clown.
Violet turned at the sound of Dmitry’s laughter, and felt her heart clench. Kolya once again broke the mood and helped his friend. Kolya walked up to the galley and Violet touched his arm.
“Thank you. He needs to laugh more.”
“I can only give him laughter, Violet. You are the one who can give him love and passion. Those are what he needs to heal his soul.”
“You are still a good friend to him. I am glad he has you in his life.”
“But it is you who now holds his life in your hands. Be careful with it, Violet.”
Violet looked up quickly and saw the steely look in Kolya's eyes. All humor was gone. She felt a myriad of emotions hit her. Fear, Anger, Hurt and finally Realization. “A good friend indeed.” she muttered, patting his arm.
Kolya watched, as Violet picked up two trays of food, and walked back to Dmitry. He wasn't sure, what to think, of her response to his warning.
“You shouldn't have done that, Nikolai. If Dmitry finds out, he will be angry.” Anton hissed at him.
“He is my friend and Alpha. I will protect him, from his mate, if necessary.”
“Do you think it necessary?”
“We shall see soon enough, Anton. If she will not accept his wolf, then I fear it will be.”
Violet walked up and handed a plate of food to Dmitry, and then sat down beside him, and began to eat.
“Thinking again, lyubov moya ? I felt an extreme emotional response.” Dmitry asked quietly.
“You need to stop. They are merely thoughts, everyone has them.”
“But if you are unhappy, I want to fix whatever is wrong, so you will be happy again.”
“You’re sweet, but you are not responsible for my happiness.”
“You are wrong.” Dmitry moved the tray from her lap and pulled her into his arms. “I live for your happiness.” He captured her lips and kissed her. Breathless they broke apart, and Violet sank back into her chair a little dazed. Dmitry chuckled as he handed her tray back to her and returned to his seat. “Finish eating, Violet. It will be very late before we reach my home.”
“Where are we going?”
“We fly into Yakutsk and then drive from there. The roads are bad, and the trip will be uncomfortable. There will be no place to stop, once we start.”
“Why is the trip so bad?”
“We don't want to be found. The last part of our journey will be on foot. Wear your hiking boots. Once we are there, you will have all the comforts of home. The journey is the hard part.”
“Thanks for the warning. I'll change before we land. What about my equipment and supplies?”
“There is storage at the airport. It will be safe there.”
“Can I take my camera bag and overnight case with us?”
“Of course.” Dmitry reached over and took Violet's hand. “Do not worry lyubov moya . All will be well.”
“That's what they all say.” Violet mumbled to herself. What, have I gotten myself into?
Violet watched as Dmitry, and the boys, laughed and joked. They also did something not all men did. They touched; a hand on the shoulder, a pat on the back, ruffling each other's hair. They touched each other easily and without thought.
Violet wondered if this was one of the differences Dmitry mentioned, and what other differences would she learn about. He alluded to abilities. She knew he was a telepath, but what other differences were there. He said they could become targets, or science experiments. She was afraid of being targeted as well. What if someone wanted to know
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