Timeless (Immortal Love Series)

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going to let him leave me there alone.
    “ You’re afraid.” It wasn’t really a question, more a statement of shock.
    “ What if he comes back?” I asked in a small voice. I couldn’t raise my eyes to meet his.
    “ He? You mean the wolf?” I nodded. “You don’t have anything to be afraid of here.”
    His words brought back the chilling memory of my dream. I tightened my grip on his arm. He seemed perplexed but he didn’t say anything or pull away.
    “ How can you be sure?”
    “ In my house, you are safe,” he said with finality, “from whatever hunts you.”
    I did look up then, and our eyes met. Something clicked then. His words went far beyond the wolves. “Ok.” I let go of his arm. I was afraid to look and see if I had left a bruise.
    “ Listen, I won’t be long.” He gently brushed away a tear that I hadn’t realized had fallen. “You’ll be alright. There is nothing to be afraid of here.”
    I took a deep breath and nodded more vigorously. My growling stomach made us both laugh. I pushed my hair behind my ears and looked back at him. “I’ll be fine,” I said.
    “ Yes, you will be.” He winked again. “I’ll be right back.”
    “ Promise?”
    He laughed and brushed his finger on the tip of my nose. “Rest,” he ordered. He pushed himself off the bed and crossed the room to the doorway. He turned once more to look at me and then turned and disappeared through the door.
    I let out a huge breath of air after he was gone. I clasped my hand over my mouth to be sure that I wouldn’t scream. I frantically searched the room for something familiar, anything that might explain who I was and why I was here. Nothing in the room was even slightly familiar to me though.
    There wasn’t much to the small room. Besides the bed, there was a dresser with five drawers, a desk of sorts, and another small stand with a strange looking bowl sitting on it. How had I gotten here? What happened to me? And most importantly, what the hell was I going to do now?
    My eyes stopped at a small window. I flung the blankets off my legs and stood up on wobbly legs. I had to lean heavily on the bed to stop myself from falling. I hated to imagine him coming back and finding me a crumpled mess by the bed. One rescue was enough. He already thought I was crazy, best not to solidify his opinion.
    I made my way carefully around the end of the bed. I knew I wouldn’t have much time before he returned so I quickly let go of my crutch and hobbled to the window. My anticipation quickly turned to disappointment and I was sorry that I had chanced my luck. The only thing out there was trees.
    Something waited just on the edge of my memory, but I couldn’t get a hold of it. I shook my head. Only trees. I could hear water running in the distance, maybe a mile away; maybe less.
    A loud bang from the kitchen made me jump. I turned quickly from the disappointing view and hobbled back to the bed. By the time I had the blanket back on I was breathing heavy. I hoped he wasn’t too observant.
    I had barely leaned back on the pillow when he returned holding a large plate of food. There were six eggs and three large chunks of bread.
    “ I’ll be sure to have a better meal for you this afternoon,” he apologized. He only paused slightly at the doorway.
    I looked at him with wide eyes. “You plan on cooking me the whole chicken next time?” I smiled as I took the plate from him. I was proud that my voice was steady.
    He laughed and ducked his head. “I’m not used to cooking for a...a girl,” he chuckled.
    I shoveled in a large mouthful of eggs. They were surprisingly good. I smiled unattractively around all the food in my mouth. “It’s ok,” I mumbled, “this is really good.”
    He waited until I had finished eating before the questions started. “Where were you when the attacks happened?” he asked softly.
    I swallowed the bread that was still in my mouth with an audible gulp. The wolf attack. My palms suddenly got clammy and

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