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Curse of a Lycan Luna LIII
I woke up to screaming. A blood curdling cry of distress that had alarms going off in my head. I tore myself away from Isaac’s body and was on my feet before I even attempted to process the situation, let alone what form I was in. The large, black lycan was quick to follow, towering over me protectively. “Oh my god, you’re actually wolves!” Leah shrieked from where she stood in the doorway to my bedroom. “There’s no full moon right now! It’s daytime!” How are you all wolfy?” I let my body relax, thankful the threat was only human shock. I let go of the wild, and my wolf form gave way to human skin. “It doesn’t work like that,” I sighed. “We can shift anytime.” Leah blanched. “You’re naked!” I stared blankly at her. “Yeah. Wolves don’t wear clothes.” “Oh,” she mumbled. “Is that Isaac, then?” I looked back to my silent protector as I made my way to the closet. He was still in wolf form, watching Leah cautiously. “Yep.” “Is he going to eat me?” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Why
Curse of a Lycan Luna LIV
Isaac POV Maise and I argued all day about whether or not visiting the club could wait until tomorrow. I was of the mind that another day wouldn’t hurt - the damage couldn't get much worse - but she insisted it had to be sooner rather than later. Clearly, I had lost that argument. I had suggested everything. From going by myself for recon, to seeing if anything could be learned about the place at Djinn and Juice, to maybe a real date. I knew Maise well, though, and I knew when she decided something, there was absolutely no way to change her mind. So, I was following five feet of determination though the city streets of downtown Burlington like a lost puppy, still trying to argue my case. Call me old fashioned, but I really wanted my first night out with my mate to be anywhere but at a strip club. I didn’t think a “city” this small could have a seedy part of town, but the hipster downtown area was quickly fading away into the bleak echoes of broken promises. It was exactly where
Curse of a Lycan Luna LV
Isaac couldn’t get me out of that place fast enough. I regretted ignoring his warnings, but appreciated that he hadn’t let me go alone. I couldn’t bear to think about what I would have done - or with who - if I had decided to take this on solo. Incubi and succubi fed on sex energy, turning it into a volatile and unforgiving magic. Alone, they were easy enough to deal with. In an environment where there was too much energy to be absorbed, it started seeping into the bystanders. I remembered it all, and cringed at what I had said and done. I had also had an easy time reading into Isaac’s thoughts when I forgot to maintain my own walls. I wasn’t sure if I felt worse for him or for myself. I gulped down magic-free air as soon as we were outside. The way Isaac wheeled around, I thought he was going to yell at me. I deserved it. Instead, he just knotted one hand in my hair, holding my head firmly, and plucked out the contacts. “Don’t wear these,” he grumbled, discarding them on the
Curse of a Lycan Luna LVI
Isaac’s face was unreadable as he studied the werebear. A perfectly closed book. It seemed as if he trusted this bear, but why wouldn’t he? Bears were just as much his citizens as wolves were. It was like he was the firm but fair father while the wolves and bears were siblings that were constantly at each other's throats. Or maybe he distrusted us all equally. The bear regarded the lycan with equal amounts of caution. That is to say that I couldn’t read him at all, either. People I couldn’t read made me nervous. “Have you been to the bear pack around here recently?” Benate asked. Isaac shook his head. “A trip is in the works.” I jerked my head around to Isaac. A trip to a bear pack was in the works? Was he aware how bears and wolves felt about each other? Maybe he didn’t plan on bringing me. Benate nodded. “Don’t let them know you’re the King when you do. It will be to your advantage for your identity to remain secret.” “What?” I blurted. “How will that even work? I mean,
Curse of a Lycan Luna LVII
The apartment was miraculously empty when we made it back, so we snuck into my room and fell into a blissful sleep. Ig could tell Isaac wasn’t tired, but I was. I was asleep in minutes, and couldn’t even care if he was as well so long as he stayed next to me. When we woke up, though, I started to get concerned. Leah wasn’t around, and there was no evidence that she had even made it back. It wasn’t unusual behavior from her, but she had unusual things going on in her life right now. “You don’t think he told her already, do you?” I mumbled absently. Isaac was the male that had actually grown up with an understanding of a mate bond, so I figured he’d have a better idea than me. He shook his head, though, seeming doubtful. “Maybe they decided to hook up, and he didn’t want to do it under the King and Queen’s nose.” I pursed my lips, still feeling uncertain. I had heard enough about bears to be just a little worried that something had gone horribly wrong and she was dead in a ditch
Curse of a Lycan Luna LVIII
Isaac POV Maise studied me with such reverence, such rawness. I didn’t know what it was she saw or felt that drew forward such a privilege, but I felt unworthy. Truth was so subjective. I knew truth was the most important to Maise, but I felt the only thing she would accept was facts. She didn’t know there was a difference between the two yet, but the journey we were about to go on would show her. I genuinely didn’t know what difference there was between the facts and the way I perceived them. It would be a long learning curve for us, discovering how to share with each other without the infiltration of unintentional untruths. Both of us were so fiercely independent and used to answering to no one, we were bound to come to blows soon. Fate knew what she was doing when she set the lycan kings up to never want or have the opportunity to take a mate. A mate was the ultimate representation of unity, and having one would shift my focus away from the species I needed to protect. As we
Curse of a Lycan Luna LIX
I expected scorn from Isaac when he learned my real deepest, darkest secret. The transgressions of a foolish child convinced she knew enough to save the world. So many of my choices since my mother’s sacrifice had been as atonement for the sacrifice I failed to make. I didn’t expect him to keep me firmly positioned on his lap and pull out his phone to start making phone calls. Start marking a plan. As if anything they could do would save me from myself at this point. From what I understood from overhearing only half of his conversations, he felt there was more to my past mistake. Something that lingered other than just residual guilt. He didn’t seem to see that all that was truly necessary was for someone to pay for taking my mother instead of me. His hands absently combed through my hair as he focused on his conversation with Bram. New theories were floating around, but as they were only half spoken, I couldn’t piece them together. He handed me the phone, though, and I just stared
Curse of a Lycan Luna LX
“Are you sure?” I asked softly, for possibly the hundredth time today. “There might be more we can figure out before we head back to the lycans.”“Go,” Isaac insisted again. It was a monumental effort, tearing myself away from him. But, he pecked me on the forehead and sent me on my way, quietly reminding me we didn’t know when the next opportunity for a night like this would be - if ever. So I added the if ever part. I seemed to be the only one living with the gray cloud of doom over my head. Blair gave me a knowing look and threaded her arm through mine to guide me out the door. “It’s just for a night. It’ll be fine.”This bothered me, though. There was no overwhelming bond between us, but the annoying parts of it were very much present. When I asked Blair about it, all she could do was shrug. There was so little information about mated lycans. Her best guess was that maybe our proper bond would kick in when we were truly supposed to discover we were mates. At present, the runn
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