Wed to the Lynx (ARRANGED MONSTER MATES) by Cara Wylde EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Cara Wylde
- Language: English
- Genre: Paranormal / Sci-Fi
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Shadow
I watched the crimson drops fill the tube. I was mesmerized by the
perfect shine and viscosity of my blood, and the test tube almost overflowed
with it. Only a few drops were needed, and I’d gone overboard, lost in
thought, lost in the immensity of what I was doing.
I snapped out of it, screwed the cap shut, then licked my paw until the
bleeding stopped and the tiny wound healed. It was done. I slipped the tube
into the envelope and set it aside. It was midnight, and I would have to wait
until dawn to send it to the Marriage Temple. Plenty of time to change my
mind, but I knew I wasn’t going to.
I couldn’t possibly go through another mating season without a mate.
I stood up from the kitchen table and walked onto the porch. My house
was the highest in the Felis Arbor, overlooking the trees around, my
neighbors’ houses below, the shops and the cafés, and the bridges and
ladders connecting the trees and the branches.
The night was warm, the air
fragrant, the forest murmuring soothingly with critters scurrying in the
underbrush down, down below, and the stars were shining brightly in the
sky. Summer was in full bloom. It was the lynxes’ favorite season. The
kittens loved to frolic early in the morning and right before bed, and their
parents couldn’t resist, either. We were a playful species. In only a couple of
hours, the tree was going to be bustling with life, yet my heart felt empty.
I lived alone. For so many years – for most of my adulthood, really – I
hadn’t needed anyone. No family, barely a few friends that I preferred to
keep at a distance. After all, I was a writer, and I could only create in peace
and solitude. But then, the fall and winter months became increasingly
harder, and the longing to share my home and my bed with someone – a
mate – became unbearable.
These were the mating months, and they were
long and painful to endure, especially when I could hear my neighbors
shamelessly enjoying their mates all around me. Despite myself, despite
swearing that I was fine on my own, I began to crave what they had.
I couldn’t fight my nature anymore. I needed to mate.
One more mating
season spent alone, and I was certain I would go insane. I didn’t know if
that was what was going to happen to me if I remained unmated for another
year, since I hadn’t read anything of the sort in the books about lynxes and
our mating season, but I felt it deep in my bones, in my fur, and in my
twitching ears – if I didn’t find a mate this time, I would not be okay.
She wasn’t in the Felis Arbor. I’d looked all spring. She wasn’t in the
neighboring trees, either. This year, I’d gone out more than usual, more than
I liked, and I’d ignored my writing just to find her.
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