the petite Frenchwoman so happy now with her first blood husband. Her life had not been easy.
Gathered in Ahmose’s yurt, Cherise, Starla, and Ahmose, connected by touch, traveled into the spiritual realm to seek the truth. When it was finished, and the three of them returned from the inward journey, Cherise sat back to advise the angst-ridden group.
“These souls reached for each other on the spiritual plane. They needed to be together,” Cherise told them . “I could not keep them apart. These two were meant to be together. But as parents. Not as lovers.”
Nothing was resolved. Starla and Jacob were in love and needed to be together. And although Ahmose clearly knew he was destined to have children with Starla, he saw no way it could happen now. No vampire male would ever allow his mate to be with another man. So, it all went to shit in a shit-storm.
Eventually, Ahmose had to accept…Starla love d Jacob and nothing he said or did would keep her with him.
Ahmose was a good man. Koen respected him and his desire to fulfill his destiny for his people. This situation had no way to end well.
When Starla told Ahmose she would be leaving with Jacob, and how sorry she was that she could not have their promised first blood children, there was enough pain to go around for everyone. Koen hurt for the lost children, but he knew Starla did, too. There was no way to fix this.
Before they left the hidden community of first bloods, Koen and Ahmose promised to keep in touch and bring their clans together.
When the next night, Koen, Cherise, David, and a friend of Starla’s left the village near the waterfalls, Starla and Jacob left too. Ahmose was nowhere to be seen and Koen understood completely.
He had lost his own daughter before she was born, and, against all odds, found her last year. The pain had nearly wrecked him.
Flying from Zambia to Cairo, they stopped in a luxury hotel to sleep away the daylight and travel on to France the next night.
While checking in, Cherise sent Jacob and Starla to their room so they could have their first night alone together. Koen was completely exhausted, so Cherise sent him up, too, telling him she and David would take care of the arrangements.
He glanced across the big lobb y, for some reason he hesitated. What was he looking for? His sharp eyes perused the area, and when he saw nothing of interest, he shook his head, and followed the others up the elevator. All he really wanted now was to get home and see if his team had found his blue-eyed angel.
God. Alisa . What the hell was he going to do about her? He didn’t really want to be in love right now. Too much happening in his life. But when he considered telling his men to cease the search and come on home, he couldn’t do it. He wanted her, more now than before, and when he fell asleep, his dream of their lovemaking was so vivid he woke with a painful, impressive hard-on.
If there was a place on this planet you could touch eternity, it would be Egypt. Ghosts of the past walked in every corner of the country, but especially in monuments left behind by people who believed they would live forever.
She loved the Sphinx. It appealed to her on several levels, so on this final night in Egypt, beneath clear skies, she touched the ancient rock and slid down near it to look up at the regal head reaching toward the stars. It was one of Alisa’s favorite places on earth.
Did she feel a special connection this time because of her lost years? Maybe. At midnight, she sat in the shadow created by a spotlight and just breathed the air above the warm sandy earth. A beautiful couple walked by, arm in arm. Alisa could tell they felt the same connection to the people of the past who walked here beside them. She watched the beautiful brunette lay her hand on the warm stone, closing her eyes. Alisa smiled, because she had done that same thing the first time
Gathered in Ahmose’s yurt, Cherise, Starla, and Ahmose, connected by touch, traveled into the spiritual realm to seek the truth. When it was finished, and the three of them returned from the inward journey, Cherise sat back to advise the angst-ridden group.
“These souls reached for each other on the spiritual plane. They needed to be together,” Cherise told them . “I could not keep them apart. These two were meant to be together. But as parents. Not as lovers.”
Nothing was resolved. Starla and Jacob were in love and needed to be together. And although Ahmose clearly knew he was destined to have children with Starla, he saw no way it could happen now. No vampire male would ever allow his mate to be with another man. So, it all went to shit in a shit-storm.
Eventually, Ahmose had to accept…Starla love d Jacob and nothing he said or did would keep her with him.
Ahmose was a good man. Koen respected him and his desire to fulfill his destiny for his people. This situation had no way to end well.
When Starla told Ahmose she would be leaving with Jacob, and how sorry she was that she could not have their promised first blood children, there was enough pain to go around for everyone. Koen hurt for the lost children, but he knew Starla did, too. There was no way to fix this.
Before they left the hidden community of first bloods, Koen and Ahmose promised to keep in touch and bring their clans together.
When the next night, Koen, Cherise, David, and a friend of Starla’s left the village near the waterfalls, Starla and Jacob left too. Ahmose was nowhere to be seen and Koen understood completely.
He had lost his own daughter before she was born, and, against all odds, found her last year. The pain had nearly wrecked him.
Flying from Zambia to Cairo, they stopped in a luxury hotel to sleep away the daylight and travel on to France the next night.
While checking in, Cherise sent Jacob and Starla to their room so they could have their first night alone together. Koen was completely exhausted, so Cherise sent him up, too, telling him she and David would take care of the arrangements.
He glanced across the big lobb y, for some reason he hesitated. What was he looking for? His sharp eyes perused the area, and when he saw nothing of interest, he shook his head, and followed the others up the elevator. All he really wanted now was to get home and see if his team had found his blue-eyed angel.
God. Alisa . What the hell was he going to do about her? He didn’t really want to be in love right now. Too much happening in his life. But when he considered telling his men to cease the search and come on home, he couldn’t do it. He wanted her, more now than before, and when he fell asleep, his dream of their lovemaking was so vivid he woke with a painful, impressive hard-on.
If there was a place on this planet you could touch eternity, it would be Egypt. Ghosts of the past walked in every corner of the country, but especially in monuments left behind by people who believed they would live forever.
She loved the Sphinx. It appealed to her on several levels, so on this final night in Egypt, beneath clear skies, she touched the ancient rock and slid down near it to look up at the regal head reaching toward the stars. It was one of Alisa’s favorite places on earth.
Did she feel a special connection this time because of her lost years? Maybe. At midnight, she sat in the shadow created by a spotlight and just breathed the air above the warm sandy earth. A beautiful couple walked by, arm in arm. Alisa could tell they felt the same connection to the people of the past who walked here beside them. She watched the beautiful brunette lay her hand on the warm stone, closing her eyes. Alisa smiled, because she had done that same thing the first time
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