The Last Werewolf Bride Complete Trilogy by Sage Domini Read Free Book Online

Apparently I was the only one not privy to the
reason why a witch had landed in my front yard. “Somebody better
tell me what the hell is going on.”
    Marcus came to me and took my arm, trying to
lead me back into the cabin. But quicker than a blink the witch was
in front of us, blocking the door. “You had your chance to come
clean, Marcus.” Her smile had dropped and her voice was low. “Do
you really think you can wish them away?”
    Marcus reached for me but I shook his hand
away. “Who?” I screamed.
    Marcus coughed. “I’m sorry, Jessa. The witch
is right. I should have told you.” He looked into my eyes. “Do you
recall the night I claimed you, when I said your father had not
been human?”
    “I’m not feebleminded, Marcus. Of course I
remember.” In fact he had promised to tell me more. Yet whenever I
had asked him he shook his head slowly and was silent.
    Cassiah spoke softly. “Jessa, your father was
a changeling. His was a demon soul placed in a human
child.”
    “A demon?” I tried to conjure up an image of
my father, the laughing man who had carried me over rain puddles so
my feet would not get wet and shown me how to make dandelion crowns
for my hair. I shook my head.
    The first hint of sympathy crept into
Cassiah’s voice. “I’m afraid so. He was indeed a demon, though
while he walked in a mortal body he behaved himself. Mostly. He had
been searching for a new host when he perished alongside your
mother.” Cassiah heard my question before it left my lips. “A host,
yes. His human body was ill. If the human dies before the demon can
find a new host, then the demon dies as well.”
    I lowered my head. You would think after all
the shocks and ordeals so far this year I would be immune to
strange news. But I was having some difficulty reconciling myself
to being half demon.
    Cassiah stepped closer to me. “There’s
more.”
    “Wait,” said Marcus. His voice held a pained
tone and I looked at him strangely. I mean really, how much more
shocking could the news get?
    Cassiah looked at my belly. She reached out a
thin hand and massaged the firm mound gently. The skin rippled as
the tenant shifted within. “They want your child, Jessa. It is a
boy and they believe he belongs to them.”
    “Why?” I whispered.
    Her eyes were sad as she regarded me. “Demons
are always searching for hosts.” Her cool hand touched my face
gently. “I am here to make sure they do not succeed.”
    The rest of the day passed in a blur. The
witch was to occupy an empty cabin not far from ours. It was built
to be the home of Marcus’s brother Abram when he takes a
mate.
    I stood by the window as twilight settled
around the farm. The witch’s cabin glowed with the candles she had
lit. Cassiah had laughed when I asked if there was some witchy
design behind her choice of lighting. After all, we weren’t
savages. All the cabins were equipped with electricity. “I prefer
fire,” she said.
    Marcus’s strong arms wrapped around me and I
sighed, settling into him. For the first time that day he had
avoided my gaze. He didn’t need to say he was sorry. And even if he
had told me, it would have changed nothing. “Can she stop
them?”
    His chin rested on top of my head. “She is
strong. Perhaps the strongest. Which is why she was
sent.”
    I turned and faced him. His kiss was sudden
and fierce, his tongue forcing my lips apart and exploring the heat
of my mouth. I could not help but respond as the familiar desire
moistened my sex. I wanted him. I always wanted him. But I broke
the kiss. “Did you know her?”
    He looked uneasy. “Who?”
    My smile was thin. “You’re a rotten
liar.”
    Marcus looked away. “I told you how it was the
night I claimed you. The act is meaningless until a wolf finds his
mate.”
    I felt a pain. Odd, since I knew he’d had
other lovers. Given the extent to which he knew his way around a
woman’s body, I guessed his partners were numerous. But never
before had I been confronted