Pema's Storm: Rowan Sisters' Trilogy Book 1 by Brenda Trim, Tami Julka, Amanda Fitzpatrick Page A
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planet” she gestured wildly with her hands, “I didn’t once consider how my actions will impact you both and I think I saw Claire drive by the shop after he left. What if she hurts one of you because of me?” Pema asked, outraged by her selfishness.
Her first concern had always been for her sisters. Yet, she had put them in danger of coming into Claire’s crosshairs and hadn’t once given a thought as to how to protect them. She’d been too busy having mind-numbing sex with her mate.
“You are not responsible for what Claire does. We can protect ourselves,” Suvi declared, fixing a display of potions. “I love seeing you so happy. You positively glow, Pema. I can’t wait to find my mate. It all sounds so delicious. And I hope he’s a vampire like Bhric. I love fangs…” As her sister trailed off, smoke rose from Suvi’s silver ring and became her familiar, a black bat that she named Bhric, of all things. It launched itself and landed on Suvi’s shoulder, nuzzling her ear. “Hello, my sweet,” she petted the bat absently, lost in a daydream.
Isis rolled her eyes at them both. “You worry too much, sis, Suvi is right. We can take care of Claire, if she tries anything. In fact, I’m rather hoping she will try something.”
Isis tilted her head to the side and considered Pema. “Did you realize that your powers were flaring while you rode your honey bear? Suvi and I contained it, but it could have ended up causing damage.”
Pema contemplated what she was saying. She hadn’t been aware that her power had surged. Losing control of her magic was dangerous. Not only that, power flares could be harnessed in the right vessel. The last thing she wanted was to add power to anyone’s arsenal.
“I think if you don’t complete the mating, you had better avoid sex with him unless we are close. Not that I mind, he does have a nice ass,” Suvi said, waggling her eyebrows comically.
Beyond Pema’s control, her jealousy spiked, regardless of the fact that her sister was teasing. Still, she couldn’t help but responding, “If you look at my male again, I’ll gouge your eyes out. He’s mine.” Ronan’s soul flexed in her chest, sending warmth coursing through her body, like a shot of tequila, only magnified.
“Clearly your hormones have hijacked your brain. This is day two of Pema’s mental vacation and you need to get it together,” Isis added.
“Problem is I don’t have control. This mating has wreaked havoc with me,” she grabbed Isis up into a quick hug. “It’s not easy, but I promise you, I am trying.”
Pema’s stomach chose that moment to growl in the quiet of the store. “I’m famished. You guys want Vietnamese?”
“I’d be famished too if I’d been working my mate as hard as you have,” Suvi sang out and started giggling. Pema couldn’t help but smile at her sister, she wasn’t wrong.
“I’ll take the lemongrass beef with egg and crushed rice,” Suvi requested.
Suvi’s infectious laughter had Isis giggling behind her hand. “That sounds fantastic. I’ll take the grilled pork and vermicelli with some egg rolls, please. You sure you can manage after that rough ride? Do you need help to your car?” Isis teased.
“Smart ass,” Pema replied as she picked up her purse and walked toward the door. She retrieved her car keys and paused on her way to the door, ducking the pen Isis had thrown. She smiled over her shoulder at her sister.
When she turned back around she noticed that it was pouring outside. She used her remote to unlock the doors and a loud explosion sounded, followed by blinding fire. The force of the blast threw her against a glass display case and glass shattered, flying towards her.
She felt like a rag doll being tossed around. She could feel cuts all over her body, but had no idea how severe they were. Her head hit the concrete floor, causing stars to wink in her vision and sharp pain to sear her brain.
The world went dark and when Pema came to, smoke
Her first concern had always been for her sisters. Yet, she had put them in danger of coming into Claire’s crosshairs and hadn’t once given a thought as to how to protect them. She’d been too busy having mind-numbing sex with her mate.
“You are not responsible for what Claire does. We can protect ourselves,” Suvi declared, fixing a display of potions. “I love seeing you so happy. You positively glow, Pema. I can’t wait to find my mate. It all sounds so delicious. And I hope he’s a vampire like Bhric. I love fangs…” As her sister trailed off, smoke rose from Suvi’s silver ring and became her familiar, a black bat that she named Bhric, of all things. It launched itself and landed on Suvi’s shoulder, nuzzling her ear. “Hello, my sweet,” she petted the bat absently, lost in a daydream.
Isis rolled her eyes at them both. “You worry too much, sis, Suvi is right. We can take care of Claire, if she tries anything. In fact, I’m rather hoping she will try something.”
Isis tilted her head to the side and considered Pema. “Did you realize that your powers were flaring while you rode your honey bear? Suvi and I contained it, but it could have ended up causing damage.”
Pema contemplated what she was saying. She hadn’t been aware that her power had surged. Losing control of her magic was dangerous. Not only that, power flares could be harnessed in the right vessel. The last thing she wanted was to add power to anyone’s arsenal.
“I think if you don’t complete the mating, you had better avoid sex with him unless we are close. Not that I mind, he does have a nice ass,” Suvi said, waggling her eyebrows comically.
Beyond Pema’s control, her jealousy spiked, regardless of the fact that her sister was teasing. Still, she couldn’t help but responding, “If you look at my male again, I’ll gouge your eyes out. He’s mine.” Ronan’s soul flexed in her chest, sending warmth coursing through her body, like a shot of tequila, only magnified.
“Clearly your hormones have hijacked your brain. This is day two of Pema’s mental vacation and you need to get it together,” Isis added.
“Problem is I don’t have control. This mating has wreaked havoc with me,” she grabbed Isis up into a quick hug. “It’s not easy, but I promise you, I am trying.”
Pema’s stomach chose that moment to growl in the quiet of the store. “I’m famished. You guys want Vietnamese?”
“I’d be famished too if I’d been working my mate as hard as you have,” Suvi sang out and started giggling. Pema couldn’t help but smile at her sister, she wasn’t wrong.
“I’ll take the lemongrass beef with egg and crushed rice,” Suvi requested.
Suvi’s infectious laughter had Isis giggling behind her hand. “That sounds fantastic. I’ll take the grilled pork and vermicelli with some egg rolls, please. You sure you can manage after that rough ride? Do you need help to your car?” Isis teased.
“Smart ass,” Pema replied as she picked up her purse and walked toward the door. She retrieved her car keys and paused on her way to the door, ducking the pen Isis had thrown. She smiled over her shoulder at her sister.
When she turned back around she noticed that it was pouring outside. She used her remote to unlock the doors and a loud explosion sounded, followed by blinding fire. The force of the blast threw her against a glass display case and glass shattered, flying towards her.
She felt like a rag doll being tossed around. She could feel cuts all over her body, but had no idea how severe they were. Her head hit the concrete floor, causing stars to wink in her vision and sharp pain to sear her brain.
The world went dark and when Pema came to, smoke
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