Yearning: A Blood Reborn Novella
“Destiny will not be denied.”
Like their siblings, Katy McCutchin and Gabe Rousseau are destined. A powerful double Wiccan and vampire, they’ve conquered many obstacles to be together. With their relationship at a crossroads, it’s time to take the steps that will finally link them for eternity.
Excerpt from the upcoming Yearning
“Kitty.” Lee paused. “Katy,” he corrected, “I know we got off on the wrong foot, but you’re my sister and I’d really like to know you. I’m not asking you to forgive me overnight, but I hope, in time, that you’ll allow me to be a part of your life.”
Katy’s fists clenched with tension. “We’ll see what happens.” She checked her buzzing phone and found a text from Gabe. He was on his way up to get her. His curious text could only mean one thing, he’d run into Lucy and she’d told him that she was with Lee. “Gabriel’s on his way up to get me.”
An uncomfortable silence blanketed the room as the siblings traded stares. Lee stood, his body seeming reluctant to leave. When he got to the door, he turned, a wide grin on his face.
“See you later, Kitty Kat.”
A pain seized Katy’s chest as she registered the nostalgia in his voice as he called her the nickname that only someone from her childhood would know. The sound of him calling her that had boiled her blood, but only because she thought of the sentiment as something private that she shared with Shauna. Lee was her brother and a part of her past. He could fill in the spots that she couldn’t remember, or had trained her mind to forget.
A tear rolled from her eyes as his words flowed over her. Raised Catholic, she knew the power of absolution and forgiving those who had wronged you. Didn’t Lee deserve the chance to redeem himself? Didn’t we all? He knew her, despite the years they’d spent apart. What was wrong with her? He was her blood and a tangible link to her past.
Placing her hands on her hips, Katy faux muttered, “Nobody ever calls me that silly name anymore. I can’t believe you even remember it.”
“Hard to forget a toddler running through the house clutching a mangled up Hello Kitty doll in pink footie pajamas with purple flowers.”
More tears streamed down her face as the truth of his love for her morphed into a solid reality. Love for his difficult little sister poured from Lee’s hazel-heavy stare, his arms restraining him against the wall.
“You’d better get going,” he warned, giving her a crooked smirk she was sure women found adorable. “I’ve already escaped the wrath of one Rousseau brother today. I’d better not press my luck.”
Katy walked toward the door, passing Lee closely enough that their arms somehow touched. That zinging was there, their sibling bond evident in the sizzling of their nerves.
Lee’s eyes widened with surprise—he was just as shocked as she was.
Pausing, Katy clutched her chest and leaned against the wall to steady herself, her heart hammering against her ribs. There was nothing she could do, she’d only experienced this with Shauna and had thought that the events at the charity function were only a fluke.
For better or worse, Shawn-Lee Williams was as much her blood as her sister.
Lee swallowed her up in his arms, hugging her so tight that Katy was sure that she’d suffocate in his embrace. “No matter what happens, you’ll always be my sister and I’ll protect you with my life. St. Pierre witches always take care of their own. When you’re ready, we’ll go to Louisiana so that you can learn about our heritage.”
In that moment, even with the turmoil surrounding her and the uncertainty plaguing her bond with Shauna, Katy felt comforted by Lee’s arms around her. She was one step closer to making good on her promise to right the wrongs in her life. If a reconciliation was possible with Lee, making up with Shauna should be a piece of cake.