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Beckoning
                  As promised, I saw Tamas the next morning, though it was just a glimpse.  I assumed he rested as the women of the Brazil family came to visit throughout the day.  I enjoyed their company.  I found Sophia wonderful and protective and though I was beginning to have a bond with her, the bond with my future sister-in-laws was almost immediate.  They had been through the betrothal and the danger.  They understood what I was going through.  I wasn’t sure that Sophia did.  Her one focus seemed to be the wedding and nothing else. 
                  The bond I forged with Aurora was the one which surprised me the most.  Since Jaelle’s death, I found I secretly hated her and her mother.  They had been who my father and mother helped which put us in danger.  I had put some of the blame of her death on them but that was before I understood what had happened.  They had been victims of Emilian just like Jaelle and I found that I was happy to forget the hatred and embrace her as a sister. 
                  I found Lilly easy to talk to.  She had a worldly knowledge that was refreshing but also painful because I understood that the only way she had gained it was because of the abuse from her mother.  She understood pain and disappointment in a way I would never understand.  It would have been made worse if no one had loved her.  I would forever be thankful for Ion, her step-father for his sacrifice and love for Lilly.  He not only become a father figure to Lilly but to Aurora too. 
                  The bond I forged with Mary Jane was different and perhaps stronger than the bond with Aurora and Lilly.  I realized that she became Eli’s target and somehow escaped it.  I looked up to her and I hoped that her experience with Eli could save me.  She possessed more strength than anyone I knew in the past or the present even though I realized she didn’t view herself that way.  She still believed herself to be weak.
                  Then, there was Mirella.  She had spoken the truth when she’d met me.  She became my favorite.  She made me forget that I was in danger with her constant chatter and laughter free of any worry.  She made me laugh with her and have fun.  She soothed me in a way the others didn’t.  However, beneath all of that, I understood that she often felt left out.  She didn’t think she belonged.  Mirella reveled in the attention I gave her and I saw something like hope in her eyes.
                  She stayed with me past the time that the others left and only when she went home, did I experience the worry creeping back into my soul.  I put Pesha to bed and my parents soon followed.  I glanced outside and saw Tamas standing beneath a tree and sighed in relief.  I found my protector guarding me once again.  The thought both comforted and worried me as I laid down on the couch to sleep.  Perhaps because of his presence, I fell into a deep slumber with ease. 
                  Only the too close hoot of an owl caused me to open my eyes.  Trees swaying above me caused my heart to jump with erratic beats inside my chest and I sat up suddenly.  I found myself in the middle of the forest and I glanced around terrified. 
                  “Tamas,” I whispered but instead of his comforting voice, I heard the growl of an animal both wild and feral.  Its breath came out in hungered gasps as if it were inhaling my scent and imagining what my blood would taste like.
                  I tensed and forced my body to turn finding a snow white wolf staring with hungry intensity into my eyes.  Its mouth was pulled back in a snarl flashing sharp white teeth at me as I imagined them sinking into my neck as the wolf sucked down my blood while tearing through the skin, muscle and sinew.  I trembled as it stepped toward me and I took a tentative step back, hoping that he