es for two seconds last night and when she opened them, it was morning. Yes, she’d h

w she’d known all along that his stupid drea

to something special with his fake story about werewolf legends. What a

she knew something was wrong. Her energy levels immediately dropped down to zero as soon as she looked at her feet and

out how she knew that particular information. She looked up and to her horror, discovered that she was not i

and what looked like a clay pot with a cover on it, placed near the entrance of the room. The lingering

brain refused to accept what her eyes were seeing. Where was she? What is this place and why

he whispered to herself.

been transported back in time by the dream stone

Erin picked it up, staring at it as if willing the pebble to say something to her and assur

e stone, even though she knew she

re a

efore she could gather her thoughts and figure out what could be going on

t the doorway. There was something familiar about the man, but she couldn’t quite place it. He was dresse

. The man’s dark hair was held up in a half bun and the rest fell down his back in rich waves. He was inde

the man blandly. “You will have a short time to attend

y, how are you?’ and what did he mean by riding home? Wasn’t this place her home? Stra

words came out as the native Athabascan language which the man

rprise was replaced with annoyance. “Wh

legit confused and I don’t even know where I am, or w

ngely?” Asked the man, my

this man had nothing to offer in the way of intelligence. But

s in her past life just as she had thought about before she fell asleep last

t about all those almost believable Hollywood movies about going to the past or the

reasonable doubt that time travel was re

ver, what I do know for sure is that I am not unwell and I would like to go back home and get out of

ing the pebble. “I am sure you know how precious it is. I still do not kno

thought. “Your mother? You think

ed it to you yesterday night durin

to a halt at his words. “Excu

er with a puzzled expression as if he was stari

aid about a mating c

na,” the man said, shaking his head slowly. “I thin

id you call m

k yesternight. Your mother will be here shortly, Edvana. Let her know if you need medicine or anything else

“You don’t understand. I’m not ill, I’m just confused. I don’t

any mating ceremony last night because I was at home last night. I mean, I went to work, got back home, ate

s for months and I will not tolerate it anymore. If it were up to me, I would not have chosen you as a mate, b

me, Edvana. You are now my mate, and I expect you to behave accordingly. I will not be embarra

rtain the possibility that she might truly not be who he thought she was. As he turned

ev

er, his eyes blazing. “I am Danshak Smallchief, yo

just as suddenly