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My Commander by Alanea Alder
My Commander by Alanea Alder












My Commander by Alanea Alder

He swung his legs over the bed and leaned forward, elbows on his knees, face in his hands. Most nights the dreams were wonderful, but the nightmares had started three nights ago and he was scared to death that his mate was out there and he had no idea where to find her. He had been dreaming of this woman for the past two weeks, with her long, soft brown hair, expressive green eyes and pale skin. "I would have loved you forever." And then her eyes closed.Īiden sat up in bed clutching his chest. "Why didn't you look for me?" Her large green eyes held so much pain. He raced over and dropped to his knees, lifting her small body into his arms. She wore a delicate white lace summer dress and was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her long, brown hair framed her petite body on either side. She was lying in a growing pool of blood. When he got to the clearing he bellowed out his rage. "Aiden!" Her scream shattered the silence. "Come on now, no more playing." He called out. "Sourpuss!" Her feminine laughter echoed off the trees.

My Commander by Alanea Alder

A growing sense of dread had his heart beating out of control. Stumbling blindly he couldn't see where she was hiding. Aiden looked around, he was in the forest between the Alpha and Beta barracks. "Aiden, come find me!" The soft voice teased.

My Commander by Alanea Alder

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My Commander by Alanea Alder