LOGINDear Lovelies
Thank you for reading and for your patience while waiting for updates.
As you know, I have encountered some health issues that I had to tackle down first.
I am slowly getting better, but it takes time. Unfortunately, the stress coming with the exams around the corner led to a bit of a setback, and I had to go to the doctor's to change my medication.
With new medication, there comes fear and, more importantly, fatigue, which I am trying hard to cope with. At the same time, I had to lower my dosage of Ritalin intake, which doesn't help at all, but is important for my heart. I hope to adjust to it soon, but even my doctors said not to force it, because it will take a few weeks before it will happen naturally.
Two years ago, I lost my uncle because of a heart attack; he was just in his early forties. This broke our hearts and ignited a new fear in our family, but maybe it was also what saved my father's and my life. So that's why I am being extra cautious when it comes to my own heart and blood pressure acting up in a healthy woman my age.
I am a scaredy cat - And I am taking it slow - But I will be back soon.
Due to my taking several steps back in my projects, I will work on my ongoing books "When They Touch Me" and "Suck Me Dry" first, before continuing with my other books.
I hope to be back with new chapters for the Doctor in July or August. (But don't freak out if it will be September)
Thank you for your understanding and your support.
XoXo, Shelagh
P.S. If you are reading this under the books of "When They Touch Me" or "Suck Me Dry" please regard this as a little reminder that I am still not doing as well as I would want to, and that updates will come, but are not promised regularly. I also hope you understand why I wasn't able to keep promises made and will probably keep breaking them. Thank you!
P.s.s. Thank you to all who commented nicely while waiting for updates. I am happy that you are enjoying the read so much.
ScottI beg your fucking pardon?Standing there, I glare at the General who stares back without moving or saying anything else. Only a few heartbeats later do I realize that I didn’t say the words out loud. What the fuck did you just say? Even my wolf has stopped mocking me as I fail to open my mouth once again. My entire body feels absurdly heavy, and a strange tingling sensation spreads into my limbs from my core while I numb down more and more. “We suspect several members of your pack to be involved in a conspiracy against you. The little she-wolf that we questioned had a lot of stories and excuses ready to sell us before she finally cracked. Seeing her state of mind and her obsession for you, it’s clear that she had help with setting all those things up. It was obvious from the beginning that she is just a small piece of an incredibly complicated puzzle in the big picture, so she couldn’t tell us much. But, she was able to tell us what her role was, and her words led us to a c
Dear Lovelies Thank you for reading and for your patience while waiting for updates. As you know, I have encountered some health issues that I had to tackle down first. I am slowly getting better, but it takes time. Unfortunately, the stress coming with the exams around the corner led to a bit of a setback, and I had to go to the doctor's to change my medication. With new medication, there comes fear and, more importantly, fatigue, which I am trying hard to cope with. At the same time, I had to lower my dosage of Ritalin intake, which doesn't help at all, but is important for my heart. I hope to adjust to it soon, but even my doctors said not to force it, because it will take a few weeks before it will happen naturally. Two years ago, I lost my uncle because of a heart attack; he was just in his early forties. This broke our hearts and ignited a new fear in our family, but maybe it was also what saved my father's and my life. So that's why I am being extra cautious when it comes t
ScottI know that I have assigned them the rooms to use at their disposal. I know that to secure the most unbiased and in-depth investigation results, we had those quarters locked down.But being led through the hallways of my own pack house as if I were a total stranger doesn’t sit well with me. Watching the broad shoulders of General Alastor while following him, I suppress a tsk at the anger rising in me. There is nearly nobody who is taller than me, not even among the alphas in the strongest packs around mine. I am towering over most of them. Especially over that stopper of alpha Noah. That thought gets me to smirk, but I lose it quickly. Why did they send this guy out of all of them? ‘I don’t think that April is easily impressed only by tallness,’ my wolf wheezes while trying not to laugh too hard. Idiot. Erecting a wall between us because I am tired of his know-it-all demeanor, I roll back my shoulders, concentrating on the general again. Still. I am already pissed that
Scott ‘Who am I to stop you,’ my wolf mocks, commenting on the mantra I am murmuring in my head. Stay away from her. Why are you getting so close to her? Back up! Just when my sense is kicking back in, forcing me to distance myself from her, something flashes up in her eyes. Her irises light up, an unfamiliar color circling in them before disappearing again. Even if I hate to admit it, I have known her for long enough. And this is not her wolf. While my brain is working hard to solve the mystery of where it might come from, I inadvertently inch closer. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, signalling me something unconsciously before she averts her gaze. “You could be honest for once, you know.” The glistering on her lipstick-red lips captures me in a trance, and before I can help it, my hands have already moved. The tingling of the sparks travels up my fingers, spreading on my palms as I hold her chin to get her eyes back on me. ‘This will not end well,’ my wolf
April “Don’t you want to know what was in the bottle?” His question triggers me to look at the jar automatically, spotting the droplets left in it. I feel like it is a trap, but I seem to have long lost the ability to think logically. “What was in the bottle?” I ask, and he grins slyly, stepping closer. He hands me the jar, and I fold my fingers around it, closing it in my fist. It isn't as cold as I would have expected, and I guess that it is the warmth of Scott’s hand left on the glass that is just streaming into my palm. “I gave the original bottle to the lycans,” he whispers, making me look up at him. “To have it tested, so we don’t know for certain. We suspect that it is some kind of benzodiazepine. The brownish color would indicate some street-level quality or that it was contaminated.” “That would explain a lot,” I observe calmly, and I get enraptured by the sparks the pride flashing up in his eyes creates. “Someone did his research right.” I have to suppress a l
April Snatching my wrist, he pulls me back, preventing me from grabbing the doorknob that was just inches within my reach. “The fuck?” he snarls, turning me around, only to make my back hit the wall. “What did you just say?” I stand my ground, ignoring the pain of the impact pulsating up my back, and refuse to squirm in his grip. “That you tortured me and didn’t mind asking for my help even though you knew it would—” “Not that,” he barks, causing the words to get stuck in my throat. “I took advantage of you? While you were obviously not in a conscious state?” I grit my teeth, wanting to disappear through the wall so I could escape him holding me hostage. “That’s not even the worst you have done to me. At least this time, I didn’t have to live through it. No way this is the only thing, in all that I told you that you registered with that fast brain of yours.” “The fuck, April?” he growls, baring his fangs that look like they are growing. “You are not calling me a rapist. You were
April The next few days go by faster than I would have expected. I would have imagined them to be a dragging pain as I still need to face the stupid Alpha about his warriors as if nothing happened. The only thing that really keeps me going is the fact that all the patients that I have under m
April My first instinct is to scream. But my lungs give up the service, only functioning to provide my body with its air supply instead of following my instinctive impulse. Gasping for air, I barely sense Scott reaching me, feeling his arms wrapping around me, and I get overwhelmed by the spa
April I open my eyes, blinking myself to reality, and I am amazed to see that I am lying in a hospital bed. With a deep sigh, I close my eyes and open them again, slowly, hoping I would magically wake up in my bed at home in the Black Amethyst Pack, realizing happily this has all just been a drea
April - A few moments before “You don’t have to do that,” Daniel sighs. “These assholes should be left to their own fate after they tried to poison us.” I put on my shoes, before I straighten up, tapping the tip on the tiled floors. “THEY didn’t poison us. And you know that I am a doctor. I can







