Having just escaped her captors, Rey had blindly bolted off into the forest when she stumbled and found herself tumbling down a steep ravine. The free fall seemed to have gone on for a long time, with everything moving in slow motion. When she finally came to a stop her body was reeling with dizziness and nausea.
Had she hit her head? She lie there for a moment in the snow, willing her head to stop spinning. Her breathing was hard and she tried to slow it and catch her breath.
It was then that she heard the growl.
Her eyes snapped open and she struggled to sit up. Her vision was blurred. A dark figure, loomed over her. It seemed to be a large animal of some sort.
Heat radiated from it. She scrambled back and desperately tried to make out the figure that seemed to dwarf her size, but to no avail. It was then that she heard the voice.
“Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you. I could never hurt you.”
The voice seemed like it was inside her own head. How could that be? She must really have hit her head hard.
“Hello?” She whispered.
Her voice sounded much farther away and smaller than it should have.
“Yes little one, I am here. Did those men hurt you?”
“Uh they tried, but I got away..”
She didn’t finish her sentence because she could sense the rage emanating from the dark form. It’s body trembled as he took in a few heaving breaths.
“Wait here.”
She felt the form leave her. It sounded like he was running away from her. She heard screams in the distance as she shivered in the snow, still unable to see properly.
A short while later, the figure returned, but it seemed different, more like a man.
“Are you there?” she asked warily
“Yes, little one. I have returned. Those men won’t harm you again. Come, let us get you home.”
Somehow his presence soothed her. Home?
She had no home.
“I uh..”
As if reading her mind, he responded to her thoughts.
“I am Lord Ren. You are welcome to stay with me here. This is my home. It is where you belong.”
The authority in his voice left no doubt as to the truth of this statement.
He gathered her up in his arms and covered her with a heavy fur-lined cloak as he carried her to his carriage.
Her thoughts were tumultuous, she was afraid and in shock. This would not do. There would be time to ease her mind later.
She was here, that was all that mattered. He had waited an eternity for her, this beautiful vision from his dreams, his one and only true mate.
Right now she needed to sleep and heal.
He waved his hand over her face.
“Sleep.”
Rey’s body relaxed as she fell into a deep sleep.
A few hours later Rey floated in between sleep and waking. She felt so safe. She sensed that she was moving, riding in a carriage.
A warm cloak surrounded her and a heavy arm held her. She could feel the rise and fall of his chest and the warmth radiating from his body.
He smelled good, like the forest and spices and home. She never wanted to leave here. This was home.
What a beautiful dream…..she thought. I never want to wake up. I could stay here forever.
A chuckle rumbled underneath her head as Lord Kylo Ren heard that thought.
“Indeed you shall little one, indeed you shall…forever.”
Having just escaped her captors, Rey had blindly bolted off into the forest when she stumbled and found herself tumbling down a steep ravine. The free fall seemed to have gone on for a long time, with everything moving in slow motion. When she finally came to a stop her body was reeling with dizziness and nausea.
Had she hit her head? She lie there for a moment in the snow, willing her head to stop spinning. Her breathing was hard and she tried to slow it and catch her breath.
It was then that she heard the growl.
Her eyes snapped open and she struggled to sit up. Her vision was blurred. A dark figure, loomed over her. It seemed to be a large animal of some sort.
Heat radiated from it. She scrambled back and desperately tried to make out the figure that seemed to dwarf her size, but to no avail. It was then that she heard the voice.
“Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you. I could never hurt you.”
The voice seemed like it was inside her own head. How could that be? She must really have hit her head hard.
“Hello?” She whispered.
Her voice sounded much farther away and smaller than it should have.
“Yes little one, I am here. Did those men hurt you?”
“Uh they tried, but I got away..”
She didn’t finish her sentence because she could sense the rage emanating from the dark form. It’s body trembled as he took in a few heaving breaths.
“Wait here.”
She felt the form leave her. It sounded like he was running away from her. She heard screams in the distance as she shivered in the snow, still unable to see properly.
A short while later, the figure returned, but it seemed different, more like a man.
“Are you there?” she asked warily
“Yes, little one. I have returned. Those men won’t harm you again. Come, let us get you home.”
Somehow his presence soothed her. Home?
She had no home.
“I uh..”
As if reading her mind, he responded to her thoughts.
“I am Lord Ren. You are welcome to stay with me here. This is my home. It is where you belong.”
The authority in his voice left no doubt as to the truth of this statement.
He gathered her up in his arms and covered her with a heavy fur-lined cloak as he carried her to his carriage.
Her thoughts were tumultuous, she was afraid and in shock. This would not do. There would be time to ease her mind later.
She was here, that was all that mattered. He had waited an eternity for her, this beautiful vision from his dreams, his one and only true mate.
Right now she needed to sleep and heal.
He waved his hand over her face.
“Sleep.”
Rey’s body relaxed as she fell into a deep sleep.
A few hours later Rey floated in between sleep and waking. She felt so safe. She sensed that she was moving, riding in a carriage.
A warm cloak surrounded her and a heavy arm held her. She could feel the rise and fall of his chest and the warmth radiating from his body.
He smelled good, like the forest and spices and home. She never wanted to leave here. This was home.
What a beautiful dream…..she thought. I never want to wake up. I could stay here forever.
A chuckle rumbled underneath her head as Lord Kylo Ren heard that thought.
“Indeed you shall little one, indeed you shall…forever.”
Reblogging because my brain won’t let me not write this fanfic to completion…
Having just escaped her captors, Rey had blindly bolted off into the forest when she stumbled and found herself tumbling down a steep ravine. The free fall seemed to have gone on for a long time, with everything moving in slow motion. When she finally came to a stop her body was reeling with dizziness and nausea.
Had she hit her head? She lie there for a moment in the snow, willing her head to stop spinning. Her breathing was hard and she tried to slow it and catch her breath.
It was then that she heard the growl.
Her eyes snapped open and she struggled to sit up. Her vision was blurred. A dark figure, loomed over her. It seemed to be a large animal of some sort.
Heat radiated from it. She scrambled back and desperately tried to make out the figure that seemed to dwarf her size, but to no avail. It was then that she heard the voice.
“Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you. I could never hurt you.”
The voice seemed like it was inside her own head. How could that be? She must really have hit her head hard.
“Hello?” She whispered.
Her voice sounded much farther away and smaller than it should have.
“Yes little one, I am here. Did those men hurt you?”
“Uh they tried, but I got away..”
She didn’t finish her sentence because she could sense the rage emanating from the dark form. It’s body trembled as he took in a few heaving breaths.
“Wait here.”
She felt the form leave her. It sounded like he was running away from her. She heard screams in the distance as she shivered in the snow, still unable to see properly.
A short while later, the figure returned, but it seemed different, more like a man.
“Are you there?” she asked warily
“Yes, little one. I have returned. Those men won’t harm you again. Come, let us get you home.”
Somehow his presence soothed her. Home?
She had no home.
“I uh..”
As if reading her mind, he responded to her thoughts.
“I am Lord Ren. You are welcome to stay with me here. This is my home. It is where you belong.”
The authority in his voice left no doubt as to the truth of this statement.
He gathered her up in his arms and covered her with a heavy fur-lined cloak as he carried her to his carriage.
Her thoughts were tumultuous, she was afraid and in shock. This would not do. There would be time to ease her mind later.
She was here, that was all that mattered. He had waited an eternity for her, this beautiful vision from his dreams, his one and only true mate.
Right now she needed to sleep and heal.
He waved his hand over her face.
“Sleep.”
Rey’s body relaxed as she fell into a deep sleep.
A few hours later Rey floated in between sleep and waking. She felt so safe. She sensed that she was moving, riding in a carriage.
A warm cloak surrounded her and a heavy arm held her. She could feel the rise and fall of his chest and the warmth radiating from his body.
He smelled good, like the forest and spices and home. She never wanted to leave here. This was home.
What a beautiful dream…..she thought. I never want to wake up. I could stay here forever.
A chuckle rumbled underneath her head as Lord Kylo Ren heard that thought.
“Indeed you shall little one, indeed you shall…forever.”
Ben Solo was the epitome of an Alpha Male. Tall and strong, with a body that looked like Michaelangelo’s David, carved out of solid marble. He was solid and in control, commanding respect by his very presence. He had proven himself to be a lethal killing machine in Iraq. His new job at NYPD SVU, put him in touch with his nuturing side, especially toward women that had been abused. He could never understand how someone could harm their own mate, when all he had ever dreamed about was finding his.
Hey guys. This is my entry for the FB AO3 Challenge. I spun Modern AU crossover.
Reblogging because I’ve decided to add a few more chapters. Chapter 2 is up on AO3 and Wattpad.
Sample:
His scent was everywhere. He smelled like the forest and copper and something uniquely his own. The smell of home. She had waited for this man, fought off a barrage of pushy Alphas. She was glad she did.
She wanted more than anything to smell like him, so that she was more his. She rubbed her cheek on his neck and placed a tiny kiss on the scent gland just below his ear. She was shocked by the jolt of pleasure that surged through her body.
Ben Solo was the epitome of an Alpha Male. Tall and strong, with a body that looked like Michaelangelo’s David, carved out of solid marble. He was solid and in control, commanding respect by his very presence. He had proven himself to be a lethal killing machine in Iraq. His new job at NYPD SVU, put him in touch with his nuturing side, especially toward women that had been abused. He could never understand how someone could harm their own mate, when all he had ever dreamed about was finding his.
Hey guys. This is my entry for the FB AO3 Challenge. I spun Modern AU crossover.
Reblogging because I’ve decided to add a few more chapters. Chapter 2 is up on AO3 and Wattpad.
Sample:
His scent was everywhere. He smelled like the forest and copper and something uniquely his own. The smell of home. She had waited for this man, fought off a barrage of pushy Alphas. She was glad she did.
She wanted more than anything to smell like him, so that she was more his. She rubbed her cheek on his neck and placed a tiny kiss on the scent gland just below his ear. She was shocked by the jolt of pleasure that surged through her body.
“Yes, thank you for taking my call, Doctor. Well, you see, I’ve been running a fever for the last five hours.”
Rey sits up from her tweed couch and removes the cool washcloth she’d placed over her forehead.
“How high is your temperature?” Dr. Wexley asks in a bored, flat affect.
“One hundred and one degrees. And the back of my neck feels very tender. I have this—this dull pain. Sort of a throbbing sensation in my abdomen. Or maybe a bit, erm, lower. And I’m quite certain it’s not my—” She coughs lightly “—monthly visitor.”
“Hold for a minute, please.”
Rey sighs and checks her watch. She absolutely hates calling in sick at work. Hates giving anything less than one hundred percent to any task. Usually an aspirin does the trick, but something’s different this time. She’s never felt quite this—
“How deep is that throbbing, Miss Johnson?”
That’s not at all Dr. Wexley’s thin, reedy voice. Or Mr. Dameron’s.
“What in the—”
“You’re intruding on my hour,” he says. “I was trying to place a call.”
“Medical matters are considered emergencies, Mister Solo.” She shoves her glasses back on. “You can make an exception!”
“But now I’m a bit…concerned for your well-being.” How does a human voice rumble like that? “Are you…flushed?”
“Would you please hang up, Mr. Solo? I’m on the line with my doctor. Can we please be adult about this?”
He takes a long drag from his cigarette. “I’m certain we can be adult together.”
“Yes, thank you for taking my call, Doctor. Well, you see, I’ve been running a fever for the last five hours.”
Rey sits up from her tweed couch and removes the cool washcloth she’d placed over her forehead.
“How high is your temperature?” Dr. Wexley asks in a bored, flat affect.
“One hundred and one degrees. And the back of my neck feels very tender. I have this—this dull pain. Sort of a throbbing sensation in my abdomen. Or maybe a bit, erm, lower. And I’m quite certain it’s not my—” She coughs lightly “—monthly visitor.”
“Hold for a minute, please.”
Rey sighs and checks her watch. She absolutely hates calling in sick at work. Hates giving anything less than one hundred percent to any task. Usually an aspirin does the trick, but something’s different this time. She’s never felt quite this—
“How deep is that throbbing, Miss Johnson?”
That’s not at all Dr. Wexley’s thin, reedy voice. Or Mr. Dameron’s.
“What in the—”
“You’re intruding on my hour,” he says. “I was trying to place a call.”
“Medical matters are considered emergencies, Mister Solo.” She shoves her glasses back on. “You can make an exception!”
“But now I’m a bit…concerned for your well-being.” How does a human voice rumble like that? “Are you…flushed?”
“Would you please hang up, Mr. Solo? I’m on the line with my doctor. Can we please be adult about this?”
He takes a long drag from his cigarette. “I’m certain we can be adult together.”
