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    Run – Chapter 11

    Story written on June 29, 2014 by dinahwas.
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    Bo shivered at the spirit’s accusations. ”I love her. I want to protect her. ” ”She doesn’t need your protection,” she laughed. ”The healer thrives without you…she has more than earned her place with us. Can you say the same?” The apparition turned and faced Bo head on. As her movements slowed, her form sharpened,

    Bo shivered at the spirit’s accusations. ”I love her. I want to protect her. ”

    ”She doesn’t need your protection,” she laughed. ”The healer thrives without you…she has more than earned her place with us. Can you say the same?”

    The apparition turned and faced Bo head on. As her movements slowed, her form sharpened, becoming more and more human: exquisite, ripe, and radiating pleasure and comfort.

    ”You want her to be free but not too free.” Bo heard the earth snap as the woman edged closer, close enough to bump the tip of Bo’s nose with her own.

    ”I know this story,” the woman dipped her head, remembering something painful or pleasurable, Bo wasn’t sure which. She stroked Bo’s hair, humming softly and sweetly.

    Bo reeled from the scent of summer rising from her skin, green and light.

    ”Feed from me,” the spirit said gently, caressing Bo’s cheek with her fingertips.

    ”After what you just said, why would you help me?”

    She brushed her lips upon the length of her neck. ”Your sadness is my elixir. It is born of your devotion, one I know very well. I lived with the happiness of being in love and the unhappiness when my love was not returned. Accept my empathy as a gift in honor of your doctor. In honor of the hope she brings to this place.”

    ”Who are you?” Bo gazed at her.

    The woman withdrew and revealed the fullness of her nature. Yes, she was exquisite, teasing and sensual—a magnificent physical specimen that could satisfy even the most discerning epicurean’s tastes for pleasure. But there was also tenderness that softened the boldness of her features and it was this, this aura of benevolence that made her truly beautiful.

    ”I am Parvati,” she pulsed with a brilliant light, ”consort and second wife of the God of the Gods. My gift is transformation. I can be what my lover wants me to be. I can be whatever you want me to be.”

    Effortlessly, she morphed into the body of a Nordic blonde. ”Shall I be the Valkyrie?”

    She shifted again. ”A wolf?” The giant? The survivor?”

    Bo pressed her back against a tree, mesmerized, as she changed easily from Tamsin, Dyson, Bruce, and Kenzi.

    ”I can be the healer,” Parvati pressed within inches of Bo, shifting into a perfect recreation of Lauren Lewis. Bo reached for the doctor, her eyes tearing up at the sight of the weight of love within Lauren’s eyes, dark and smoky, every bit as beautiful and hopeful as the day they met. She felt herself falling forward, crashing, and taking Lauren into her arms. Just as suddenly, she pushed back and held Parvati at arm’s length.

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    1. That was fantastic you had me worried for a while there I didn’t think you were going to put them back together when they left I thought that was it but the end was just perfect I really enjoyed this story and I hope you post something soon.

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