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Book 2: Chapter 27
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The Lycan King's Assassin Book 2: Chapter 28
Willow POV After the scene I caused by thrusting the palm of my hand up into that asshat's nose, Osiris whisked me out of the party. During the car ride home, there was nothing but silence between us. I am sure Osiris is angry at me for putting that rogue in his place. As we get out of the car and head toward the old farmhouse, I can't hold back any longer. "I am sorry I hit that asshole," I apologize. "But you didn't hear the things that he was saying." Osiris spins on his heels and stares at me with his brows knitted together in confusion. "Do you think I am angry at you for putting your hands on one of my pack members?" Standing next to his car, I can't help but feel a little tongue-tied. "Isn't that why you are giving me the cold shoulder?" I demand to know. "I know I shouldn't have hit him, but he asked me for sex. He said that he wanted a taste before you could mate me. I don't know how he knew we haven't had sex yet." My cheeks burn with embarrassment as I think
The Lycan King's Assassin Book 2: Chapter 29
Willow POV "What do you mean he is far from sated?" I ask as my voice quivers. "King will not be satisfied until you are writhing beneath me," Osiris growls. "But tonight, he will settle for just your satisfaction and a little taste." "I don't understand..." My voice trails off. "Close your eyes, Willow." My name is nothing more than a whisper on his breath. I snap my eyes closed at his quiet command and hear him chuckle. "Good girl," he says, and I feel the bed dip beside me. Good girl? I think to myself. I would have never allowed anyone to call me anything of the sort in the past. It would imply I am under someone else's command. But the words sound damn good on his lips. "Hands up," he issues another command. Keeping my eyes closed tight, I hold my arms above my head. Fear runs through my veins as Osiris takes my hands in his. His fingers trace along the seams of my gloves, but he doesn't try to remove them. He pins my wrists above my head and holds me in place. His other h
The Lycan King's Assassin Book 2: Chapter 30
Willow POV I open my eyes and look around at my new surroundings. I know this office. It belongs to the Lycan King. Faris is sitting behind his desk, and Osiris is standing near the doorway. I was here that day. I turn my attention to the door of Faris's office and see myself struggling with the doorknob. This was the day that I met Osiris for the first time. I shake my head at how embarrassing I was that day. It is no wonder that Faris was in such a hurry to get rid of me. Both Faris and Osiris watch me in silence as I struggle with the door. Faris has an annoyed look on his face, but Osiris is staring at me with amusement. Finally, the other me opens the door, and I watch as I escape from the office. Turning my attention back to the two men left in the room, I watch as they look at one another in uncomfortable silence. "I thought we agreed not to meddle in one another's business," Osiris finally breaks the silence between them. "I don't have the faintest idea what you are talki
The Lycan King's Assassin Book 2: Chapter 31
Osiris POV The drive to Petra's cottage is quiet. Willow fidgets awkwardly in her seat as we take the winding roads that lead up the mountain. I have never seen her so flustered. Normally, she is calm and composed, with a steady head on her shoulders. But today, she seems nervous and excitable. Whatever happened during her last episode seems to have changed her. She is now wearing fingerless gloves and touching me on the arm and the shoulder. She is laughing at my jokes rather than rolling her eyes at me and flirting. I think my mate is flirting with me. I turn down the small gravel lane that leads to the cottage. My small sports car hits every bump on the lane, and I glance over to see Willow's gloved hands digging into the leather of my seats. "You aren't taking me out to the middle of nowhere to kill me, are you?" Willow chuckles nervously. "I promised you that my wolf never hurt you," I answer her, but she does not look convinced. "I know King would never hurt me, b
The Lycan King's Assassin Book 2: Chapter 32
Willow POV When we pull up to the cottage, something emerges in the back of my mind. It is like an itch that I am unable to scratch. It is almost as if a memory is trying to surface from the depths of my mind, but it is trapped. As I sit in the car and looked at the cottage, I can't help but feel like I had been here before. It isn't until I see the woman sitting on the front porch with knitting needles in her hands that a memory floods into my mind. I couldn't have been more than four years old. It was before I was sent to live with the Princess. I was sitting on the lap of an old woman with dark hair in a long braid. Her hands overlapped mine as I held a pair of oversized knitting needles in mine. Silently, she showed me how to loop the yarn around the needles to create the stitches. Before I can recall more of the memory, I get a splitting headache. Closing my eyes, I rub my temples roughly until the pain in my head subsides. When I reopen my eyes, I notice Osiris is already out
The Lycan King's Assassin Book 2: Chapter 33
Willow POV Standing on the cottage's front porch, I look longingly at the gravel lane that leads down the mountain. I sigh. I really don't want to walk back to the rogue colony. Not to mention, I don't think I know the way back. I wasn't paying attention on the way here. I look back at Petra, trying to decide what I am supposed to do. She is standing in her doorway with a curious look on her face. She is waiting for me to make my decision. "Do you think he will come back for me?" I ask Petra nervously. "He will be back," Petra says as her eyes flash a startling color of blue. "He just needs some time to cool off." "I don't understand what I did wrong," I say as I sit down on the porch swing. "I cannot control my powers. As soon as I touch someone with the palms of my hands, I am transported into a memory. At least, I think that they are memories." Petra listens to me carefully and nods her head up and down. I don't know why I am opening up to this woman. I don't
The Lycan King's Assassin Book 2: Chapter 34
King Faris POV The phone rings over and over again before it cuts off. Once again, Natacha avoids another phone call from me. I am afraid I will have to visit her shitty apartment in order to hunt her down. I slam the phone down on my desk and turn my attention back to the computer screen in front of me. Pinching the bridge of my nose in frustration, I glare at the computer screen. I am running through the City's numbers, and we are short tens of thousands of dollars for the month. Ever since Natacha went missing after our last phone call, we have not been able to intercept Chow shipments from the rogue colony. We cannot secretly make up enough to make up the difference we are missing. Chad is sitting with his feet propped up on my desk with a shit-eating grin on his face. He is tossing cheese puffs in the air and catching them with his mouth. He has no respect for the fact that he is in the presence of the Lycan King, and it makes me miss Ward. Ward was always profession
The Lycan King's Assassin Book 2: Chapter 35
Willow POV Curled up in a comfortable chair in the farmhouse, I continue my knitting project. I have decided to make a blanket for Osiris’s bed. It will be a surprise for him. I don't know when his birthday is, but I have decided to treat him like my mate. Which means I don't need a reason to surprise him with a gift. The farmhouse is quiet today. The only sound that fills the room is the clicking of my knitting needles together while I hum to myself. I know that I am supposed to be out mingling with the members of the rogue colony, but I am not comfortable putting myself out there yet. ‘I don't know why you are fighting role within this colony,’ the annoying voice inside my head chimes in. ‘You are meant to be their Luna.’ Glancing around the room, I make sure no one is around before I respond. “I wish you would stop talking to me,” I whisper. “I am beginning to feel crazy.” ‘You aren't crazy,’ the voice tells me for the hundredth time. ‘But there is something that we
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