Author's note:
All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in any sexual acts if their ages are not mentioned before hand; are over 18 years of age. Enjoy.
Hi everyone,
Here is the latest chapter and just to prove that I do read the comments you post I am going to answer a few questions or reply to some statements.
To Willieone and cantfightfate;
It may not seem so at this moment but every event, every story including Split in Time is important, I didn't just decide to go off on a tangent. Trust me please, what happens in Split in time might not make sense at this moment but in the end everything will make sense. I promise. This story is... very important and I can't say any more without giving stuff away.
Please hang in there, get to the end of Split in Time and then you can decide whether or not the story is needed but I will say this, what happens in this story will affect the stories to come.
To Korlin;
Amy can't give birth to the triplets in this reality because she has already given birth to them in another, way too complicated to explain... trust me. I know everyone misses the triplets, I think everyone really loves them as characters more than any of the others, especially Thais, everyone adores him.
To TorCha (chapter 5 comments);
I really think you should read the responses thrown at your comment on chapter 5 f you haven't already and that is all I am going to say about that.
To everyone who wants to see me published;
I want to see me published... and I am working on it but I also work full time, have family commitments, friend commitments and commitments to you to get the next chapter out and the next series written. At this moment I am half way through the re-write of Kiss of the Moon (just after the Alpha gathering.)
Now back to normal stuff, as normal thanks goes to my editor, Kittyhawk you rock! All feedback is welcome and if you send me a question please give me a way of getting back to you.
Have fun
Chapter 11
Wolfgang was excited as his eyes focused on Amy's behind which was framed to perfection in the light grey silk pants that hugged her form. The outfits she wore in the temple left little to the mind's eye, not that it bothered him as her clothes framed her body, he could imagine it naked as he speared into her. He didn't pay attention to where they were going until he spotted the colour of the door they were entering. He dug his heels in at the threshold of the yellow door.
"Amy... yellow doors are bad." He said, the Ancients had gone to great pains to inform every one of the danger, it took one curious Alpha to make the message stick. She had come out lead by Rhun, a quivering mess muttering about an endless hallway, of thousands of doors; that rammed home the Ancients warning.
Amy grinned, "yes, but only if you are not with an Ancient. I know my way around." She promised, which wasn't exactly true, she didn't need to know her way around exactly. Once in the other world she simply had to will herself to wherever she needed to be, and if she wanted out all she had to do was will it.
He nodded as he stepped into the hall, the door closed on its own startling him a little. Turning to the door he was sure they had just entered through he realised that it looked just like all the other doors that lined the hall way. Blinking for a few moments as he glanced around, Wolfgang frowned as Amy reached out for the door before her, they hadn't appeared to move yet she was already reaching for a door. She opened the door and led him in. At first the room was white and bare; the Ancients used it to focus and think; to work out problems and more. They furnished it as they needed and left it blank when they left.
The room started to shimmer, the walls darkened and became cave like, a flickering fire appeared in a circle hearth in the middle of the room a pile of furs were heaped on top of a thick mattress a little distance from the fire. There was a rustic table and benches to sit at although she doubted the table would be used for that purpose.
"I like this but the floor is going to be cold." He told her.
She chuckled and the floor was suddenly covered with woven mats.
"How do you do that?" He asked curiously.
She shrugged, "Ancients don't question how or where the things we will into and out of existence come from or go. We accept it and live with it. I believe however that it has to do with our minds, I just haven't figured it all out yet."
Reaching out for her, he pulled her to his body, his nose pressed against her neck as he inhaled deeply and growled. Her nails dug into his skin and quivered at the seductive sound, she was amazed that such a simple sound could heat her blood. As if they had a life of their own her hands moved, away from his arms, tugging the knot free beneath her breasts. The cloth unwound from her body and slid free. His eyes focused on her unfettered breasts, you would never know she had given birth and nursed three demanding cubs. They were tight, perfectly formed with perfect pink nipples that begged to be sucked and worshipped.
Cupping her breasts in his hands that trembled a little, he had dreamed and imagined this moment since meeting her, although nothing he had come up with his mind compared to holding the warm supple flesh in his hands, to flick the pebbled nipples. He didn't see her hands move again; his focus was completely on her luscious breasts. The gentle rub of silk against skin reached his ears and felt the cool material pool at his feet, glancing down to see a pool of silver at her feet.