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gorgeous in my dreams, it
was nothing compared to real life. His dark hair curled over the
collar of his denim work shirt. I could see the tanned skin of his
throat and chest where his shirt was unbuttoned. My eyes traveled
lower taking in the way his jeans rode low on his narrow hips. When
my eyes traveled back up to his face, he was staring at me with
dark and dangerous eyes. Eyes that were hard yet framed with long
black eyelashes.
    I tried to keep from looking at his mouth, but I
couldn’t help myself. His lips were soft and full, the upper one
being just a little bit fuller than the bottom. I could imagine
nibbling on that lip…wetting it with my tongue. I was brought out
of my musings by a rather rude snort. He was smirking at me as if
he knew exactly what I was thinking! I felt my face flush which
just made him laugh out loud.
    The sound of his laughter was deep and rich and
before I knew what was happening, I felt my pulse quicken and a
shiver go down my spine. What the hell? I couldn’t quite believe
it. This rude man, a stranger no less was getting me excited.
    Abruptly the man stopped laughing and said, “You’re
very weak Orenda. I’m going to have my work cut out for me.”
    “ I don’t know what you’re talking
about. And how do you know my name?” I demanded.
    “ You will know soon enough, and
everyone here knows your name.”
    “ Here? I’m not even sure why I’m
here much less where I am.”
    He began to tie the boat lines to the dock and then
easily swung himself onto the boat. Now that he was up close, I was
overwhelmed with shivers that invaded my body.
    “ What’s happening?” I asked in a
frightened voice.
    He came to stand behind me and bent and whispered in
my ear, “I will tell you everything, but first you will tell your
man to back off and put his gun down.”
    I turned around and sure enough Mark stood in the
shadows with a pistol trained on the man. I couldn’t help wonder
why Bullet hadn’t come to my rescue.
    “ Mark, put the gun down. I sort of
know this guy. He may be rude, but I don’t think he wants to harm
me.” I took a few steps away from the man before I asked, “What is
your name?”
    “ My name is Cheveveyo, but you can
call me Cheve.”
    “ Cheveveyo? Is that
Iroquois?”
    “ No, it’s Hopi.”
    Now that I had stepped away from him I felt a little
more in control and I wanted answers. “Where am I? I just kind of
followed my instincts getting here.”
    He leaned against the railing and again I couldn’t
help but think how ruggedly handsome he was. Mark, having sensed my
emotions came to stand beside me. Again, I wondered where Bullet
was.
    “ You are on the island called
Wahya…or Wolf Island. It is a private island and is not on any of
the maps. The only way to get here is to follow your
instincts.”
    “ Well, Cheve, I have to tell you,
until recently, I didn’t even know I was Native American or that I
had relatives still living. Can you tell me what this is all
about?”
    Cheve sighed deeply, “Can we talk while we walk back
to the village? It’s getting late and I wanted you to meet your
akso:d.”
    “ My what?”
    “ Akso:d, your
grandmother.”
    “ My grandmother? I wonder why my
parents didn’t tell me.” I mused.
    “ I imagine they wanted to protect
you. Is there anything you need from the boat before we head back?”
Cheve asked.
    “ Not too much, just a few things
that we brought. Mark can you help me get everything
together?”
    Mark grunted and went below deck. “Who is that? He
obviously isn’t one of your vampire lovers.” Cheve asked.
    “ What? How do you know about my
vampire lovers… lover?”
    Cheve smirked at me. “You came to me in a vision
    remember? Besides you are connected deeply with your
akso:d. She, you will soon find out, knows everything.”
    I swallowed hard, “Everything?”
    Cheve leveled a steely look at me. “Yes everything,
but she never mentioned this one to me.”
    “ Mark is a friend who wants