Second Chance-In the mist Book 1

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I didn't feel tired at all, as I was coming to the hospital during the day and doing my shows and interviews at night. In fact, it motivated me, and my audience felt it. They frequently stopped me and asked how things

I really am and that she was going to live with me in my house. Both me and Declan decided it was best for her. How would she react or agree to come with me? After all, she didn't know me. It didn't matt

angelic appearance aroused me in a way that no woman ever could. I know she still had a long way to go, but I would be

ng to go forward, to fight her own battles. I had also seen her sob. Maybe she remembered something, or maybe she was just feeling overwhelmed by it all. Sometimes I felt the

urbing facts about the man who was with that night. That was Tom Fletcher, an architect. And with the things Declan sent me in my email, I figured out he was her fiancé. I still didn't know why those werewol

desk. Maybe it was the discharge form. "Today is an important day for Miss Rebecca. I

epared," I replied, pe

o be with her. Her every breath filled me with desire, even from a distance. Without ever touching her, m

oncluded, heading down the corridor u

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the one who, as in a dream, took me in his strong arms and pulled me out of that hell. What Declan, my doctor, told me made me think a lot and worry. I had no recollection of what had happened, but I was told I was with someone else, a man to be exact, but I didn't know what had

it? All I recalled was a pair of powerful arms and an aromatic scent of tobacco and musk. It had to h

red. It was very frustrating. Luckily it was my doctor, and as I inhaled with all my being, that musky scent aga

clan greeted me and I could swea

couldn't see anything under these bandages. Instead, the masculine

ed, and I heard and felt him approach me. "T

a bad mood. Maybe because something was about to happen that would determine my very existence.

r, Miss Rebecca. There's someone he

rhaps the regret in my voice was ver

again, I felt that wide smile on Declan's

briefly, cursing m

, that's

bbing followed by heavy hyperventilation. The doctor must have seen the problem. "Are you all right, miss? I can

s so very familiar..." And of course, he was. I was o

arms. Because even though I couldn't see him, I could feel his presence. I could sense his manly posture, and the second he was inches from me, I began losing my head. I just wanted to surrender myself into those same strong arms that took me o

meet you, Miss and that

ars. I felt so relaxed by his sweet, gentle v

ure is all

asn't for this man, I woul

trauma my body was dealing with immediately spoke its own word. Everything hurt. The grimaces on my face didn't show very well, but you only had to look at my mouth to realize how much it hurt. But it was still me who spoke

s nothing, really!" He reassured m

h my body from head to toe without me being able to stop them. They were out of my control. This man had a serious voice when he spoke to me. Only by hearing him I could feel reassured

ughter. I could only imagine the look on their faces. And I definitely caught him off guard. "D

city, please, but Dominic Stone?

!" he spoke to

me this is a joke" I kept placing th

ic Stone, the actor. And I am saying this because he is

ging my position in bed. I just could not beli

ally like to believe you, but in what mind does it fit that t

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