Bitten by the Alpha Wolf by R. E. Swanson Page A

magical.”
    “Strange and fascinating,” Jenny said, musing upon Ana’s quotation.
    “Exactly,” said Razvan. “But are you willing? To take a risk?”
    In response, Jenny held out her arms, and took each of them by the hand. She pulled both men to her, kissing first Razvan, and then Bruce. “Yes,” she said. “Yes.”
    *
    Later that evening, Jenny, Ana, and Bruce walked down to the beach. Razvan, of course, had stayed behind, citing his sensitivity to light. But he’d given Jenny a long, lingering kiss that ignited all kinds of want within her. As they’d walked away, Ana had stuck her tongue out…but she also gave Jenny a thumbs up sign.
    Bruce and Jenny left Ana sitting on a large rock, reading another book Razvan had given her, and continued along the shoreline.
    “You know that Razvan told me he was a vampire,” said Jenny.
    Bruce laughed. “He's very honest about things. You just have to take him as he comes. How did you feel about the whole vampire thing? You're not prejudiced, are you?”
    “No, I'm tolerant of alternative lifestyles. Obviously, since, you know. Our arrangement.” She blushed, wondering if they would ever sleep together, all three of them. She hoped sometime that they might. “Anyway, he doesn't seem a very bad vampire. No murdering virgins, or anything.”
    “No, he's very much mainstream. More the artistic, literary end of the vampire spectrum. Although you won't see Razvan down here on the beach sunbathing anytime soon. No garlic in the kitchen, that's the major downside.”
    “And no steaks, either,” said Jenny.
    “Ha ha, very good,” said Bruce, laughing.
    “I feel safe with him, but is it okay to leave him with Ana?”
    “Of course,” said Bruce. “He's not a maniac. Whatever ancient urges run through his veins, he’s well-capable of controlling them. Except, of course, if it’s a full moon and something has particularly aroused him. But we always lock him in the cellar on those nights.”
    Bruce turned to her and grinned.
    “Anyway, Ana's safe. He won't get past the tattoo.”
    “I'd forgotten about that,” said Jenny, laughing.
    They'd reached the rocks that marked the end of the beach and turned to retrace their steps.
    “I'm very happy you've decided to stay with us,” Bruce said.
    “Me too,” she said. “I'm a lot happier than I was when I arrived here.”
    “You look it,” said Bruce, taking her hand. They stood on the beach with the waves gently lapping around them and kissed. Jenny smiled, looking forward to the rest of her strange and fascinating life with these men.
     

Dominated by the Ghost
     
     
     
    Ghost Romance
     
     
     
     

The soothing motion of the train was making Ruth sleepy. She closed her eyes and let the soft rocking rhythm soothe her. It’d been a long week—actually, it’d been a long few weeks.
    Her long, messy divorce was finally finalized and she was on her way to Seattle to visit family. The cost of flying was too high so she’d book a two night trip on the Amtrak to take her from Chicago to Seattle. It wasn’t the fastest, but it did give her time to unwind.
    It’d been ages since she’d been home and she was looking forward to seeing her friends and family in Seattle.
    Ruth looked around at her accommodations and smiled. She’d managed to book a fair sized cabin and was suitably impressed with it. There was even a shower so she could freshen up in the morning. But she didn’t want to stay cooped up in her cabin the entire trip. Not to mention, hunger was beginning to gnaw away at her stomach. It wouldn’t hurt to pay a trip to the train’s dining car.
    She gazed at herself in the mirror as she brushed her long blonde hair and scooped it up into a high ponytail. Her tired emerald eyes stared back at her and she sighed. I’m exhausted and my mom is going to pick up on it too. If she could get a good nights rest she’d probably feel a whole lot better.
    “Right, girl, let’s make you look more presentable