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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
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“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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Isaac POV “Are you sure?” Maise asked again, worrying her lower lip. “Go,” I gritted out. Pulling myself away from her side wouldn’t be any easier on me than it was her, but if she was preoccupied with her girlfriends, I could get some much needed time away. Blair gave me a knowing look over Maise’s shoulder as she took my mate away, but Leah was giddy. Leah didn’t understand the intricacies of the mate bond, though. Not yet. Blair and Maise had decided to prepare her tonight, but Maise herself didn’t know much. I had to wonder how successful that mission would be. Maybe the witch’s analytical and factual information would be best. I watched the girls go, giving them enough time to turn back for anything they had forgotten before pulling out my phone. Maise’s confession about her blood oath had restored my faith in my friends to some extent - at the very least, putting me in a position where my only option was to trust them. It also drastically changed the plan moving forward. Ru
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It felt like deja vu when I realized I was being carried inside after the long drive from Burlington to Nova Scotia. The sun hadn’t even risen when we left Vermont, and it had already set again. Isaac hadn’t allowed me to drive once, so I truthfully had no right to be the one sleeping and carried around. Before I fell asleep, the drive had been pleasant. We had stopped at naturally cute local restaurants along the way for all three meals, and had swapped stories of our most successful conquests over the years. I really had no idea Isaac had been anywhere near as involved with shifters as he claimed, but his stories and the way his behind the scenes actions aligned with the public perspective begged to differ. But when I took a risk and asked him why he never stepped in to get his mate unbanished, he didn’t give me an answer. Not a good one, at least. “There were bigger things at play, Maise,” he growled at me. “The best thing for me to do was just keep an eye on you. Hell, I cou
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I wasn’t at all surprised that Kaleb and Rudi were joining us. What did seem unusual, though, was that this meeting was taking place at Isaac’s house instead of at his office, given his insistence for a separation between work and home life. I could only assume it had something to do with the fact that we would be discussing information that the pack did not need to be privy to. Not yet. “So lemme see it!” Kaleb said jovially. “I wanna see the proof that I’m around for history being made! The first Lycan Queen!” “Kaleb!” Rudi admonished. “Mate marks are so personal. What’s next, you want to know what position they were in when it happened?” I shifted uncomfortably. Stereotypically, mates were marked during moments of intense intimacy. So, sex. I had assumed these people knew the circumstances that resulted in my mark, but apparently that information had been safeguarded. I didn’t know how I felt about the story being retold, either, even if it was an important piece of the puzzle.
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Rudi placed her hands on her mate’s arm. “That battle is done. We need to focus on the new one. Don’t hold her guilty for her father’s transgressions.” Kaleb gnashed his teeth. “How can you say that?” He turned his glare to Isaac. “Did you forget your first years as King? Why would you welcome that back in?” Before Isaac could react, I jumped in. As the only mortal, I was in the dark, and I was anxious to know how old wounds impacted how we chose to proceed with the eight million interweaving problems we were juggling. But hey, what was adding one more to the mix? “So does someone want to fill me in?” I asked. “Because I feel like I’m pretty behind on… everything.” Rudi cast me a sympathetic glance. “It really doesn’t matter anymore. It’s in the past.” “It still matters,” Kaleb scoffed. “It matters a lot.” It was interesting to watch Kaleb’s happy go lucky demeanor fall away into one of fresh anger and determination. I had no doubt whatever it was did matter a lot, even if it w
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The next morning, Rudi must have been waiting for me at the front door. I could smell her as soon as I made my way down the stairs. I had just rolled out of bed and was half a sip through my first cup of coffee when she knocked. I looked up to Isaac, silently imploring him to send her away, but he only shrugged and made his way over to let her in. “Hi!” I heard her chirp. “Is Maise ready to go?” I glared back at Isaac over my mug of coffee when he glanced back at me over his shoulder. “No,” he said confidently. “How about I just walk her over?” At least he was learning I was not a morning person. I heard Rudi laugh lightly. “That’s okay, I can wait. I’m a little early, anyway.” Early, she was. The clock on the microwave claimed she was a good half hour early. Which was forty five minutes early in Maise time. “Your funeral,” Isaac mumbled under his breath, but Rudi must have missed it, because she waltzed right in. “Good morning,” she sang, but I just shook my head. “You’r
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Curse of a Lycan Luna XCVIII
Annalise blinked slowly, as if she had just been struck across the face. "That... is not the turn I expected. Is that not the exact thing Melany and Karabasan did?"I smiled softly at her. "Name one person in this room Fate has assisted, given a better life. All it has done is harm each and every one of us. Is that retribution for crimes that were out of our control, or are we just being used as pawns to put on a show for our dear Goddess? Either way, it's wrong. If the Moon Goddess can take away immortality when her chosen no longer deserve it, we can take away the dealer when it becomes evident the deck is rigged.""No," Annalise declared, eyes darkening. "I can't stand by that. I won't see you destroy yourself and everyone around you the way our parents did.""You think that lowly of her, really?" Rudi scoffed. "You think Maise has the twisted, sadistic mindset to do what your father - what you - did to me? You forget. Fate doesn't only dictate the good. It a
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Annalise's exiting statement resounded in my ears. It took me a moment to process what she said, but when I did, I chased her out of the room, catching up with her just outside the front door. It seemed that no matter the species, pregnant being move slowly. "Wait!" I called. "I have more questions!" Annalise turned to face me. "Well, the story is no fun if you are given all the answers." "And you know me well enough to know I don't take anyone's words at face value." "An aspect all good rulers should possess," she touted. "Maybe your mate could learn something from you, but it wouldn't matter. It's not like his words and demands bear any true meaning." A growl built in my own chest, one that made me seriously question whether or not I truly had no wolf blood. "Royalty may be given, but leadership is earned. He has that, I don't." "But you have the power to take it. Why don't you?" "Because I don't want it," I snapped. "Look at what the desire for power turned our parents into."
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Long gone were the days of being surprised by anything. I prayed to the moon my days really were numbered, because I couldn't handle this anymore. With weary eyes, I looked up to Isaac, and saw he was able to feel the shock I refused to process. His eyes weren't even for me, transfixed on the names of my mother and supposed uncle. That made me thankful.Yin and Yang. That's what we were. You couldn't have one without the other, and each side held a small piece of its opposite, giving us the power to understand the balance.I looked around the room, and everything became abundantly more clear. Rudi and Kaleb denied the truth of their own destiny as mates because they didn't trust Fate. My cousin, I guess, was Team Fate, and her mate didn't know which side to choose. A human was here, but only because she so easily succumbed to the fleeting desires of that red string. My own mate, even, had no power to work against it. If he did, I wouldn't have been sitting on his lap.Fate controlled
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Isaac POV Sitting in the basement, waiting for my mate, I realized something. All the control I always thought I lacked, had always been mine. I had a firm grasp on it, running my world like it was my puppet. My hands were in everything, and my knowledge spanned farther than even I knew. Fate had been a raucous dealer, but I knew how to play my cards. Control had always been my friend.I understood that now, because I felt the loss of it.In this room, Bram held confessions from Alpha King Faolan, and Kaleb knew the secrets of Karabasan. Only Maise had the information to tie them all together. I was at the mercy of whatever they had to share. Never had I sat in a room with no idea what would happen, and I didn't like it.Simply a month ago, I would have infiltrated every single one of these endeavors, but I had given it all up. Willingly, even. All because I needed to remain with a little girl. I adored her dearly and would not change the choices I had made, but the itch to regain th
Curse of a Lycan Luna XCIV
Several times, everyone asked me if I wanted to stop and see my mother on our drive back to the lycan pack. Several times, I refused. I knew it didn't make the two lycans happy, but I was thankful they didn't press and allowed me the autonomy. I knew it would have to happen eventually, but I wasn't ready to open that door yet. Too many emotions I had worked so hard to eliminate from my life would resurface, and I couldn't handle that. Not with everything else going on.Bram, Isaac, and I had stayed in his Audi, and Blair and Leah had driven my truck up to the pack. I wanted to join my friends, but Isaac wouldn't let me out of his sight. I was a little surprised the witch had been trusted with someone who was essentially a prisoner, but I was happy trust between the two species was beginning to grow. I was also fairly certain Leah would endure the most lenient prison stay. If Benate went against Isaac's orders in the bear pack, Benate would pay for it, not his mate.We got back to th
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When I resurfaced from sleep, I was still in fur with Isaac's monstrous wolf form wrapped around me. This was common for us werewolves, to simply say in our furs when a threat was sensed. Our wolves had more acute senses, and stood a better chance if there was a surprise attack. But, I didn't exactly know what the current threat was. It was only a mental battle that was waging. There was a quiet knock at the door before I heard it swing open. Isaac stiffened and growled at the intruder, followed by Leah's yelp and the door quickly slamming shut. When the door opened again, not even Isaac's posturing sent the unwanted guest away. "Stop it," Bram barked. "It's afternoon. She was checking on her friend." Wolves were exceptionally possessive and protective. You only get one mate, after all. They were worth laying down your life for. Add in that he was a lycan, tasked with the life of a runt, and Isaac was even more unreasonable. So, I wasn't surprised when Isaac picked me up by the scru
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Isaac ran his fingers delicately up my arm, his eyes once again transfixed on the inky sky. "Something else is bothering you. Mind telling me?""Don't you already know?" I huffed. "You've been in my head since you found me on Church Street."I glanced up just enough to see Isaac purse his lips. "You think very little of me if you truly believe I'd negate your right to the privacy of your own mind."And there it was. Even though he so easily could, Isaac never dug for answers, always waiting for me to provide them. He knew the exact things to say to steer a conversation in the direction it needed to go, but the information I shared with him was always new. Unless he had heard it from a different source, of course. Not only did he want to know my thoughts, but he wanted to understand them, help me dissect them.It was one of the qualities that made him so trustworthy, but I didn't understand why. If my father had that ability, he would use it to control me. From my very limited interact
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The sun was rising when I made it to the outskirts of Burlington, but all I saw was King Midas's touch. The city was just beginning to wake up right as I was starting to shut down. My paws felt like lead weights. It was exhaustion that begged me to stop, but not the physical kind. No, I was overwrought with emotion. Emotions I had successfully shut out for eight years - longer if I was being honest. The closer they got to the surface, the more the dam threatened to break.I wanted to lay down and drown in the flood that would ensue. Let it wash away all the trauma and my life along with it. The currents could carry me to the sweet release of oblivion, and the only people that would care would be the ones who abandoned me every step of the way. I certainly wouldn't mind. Not anymore.My entire existence, I had fought so hard for life. As a royal, assassination was a constant threat. Being an undeserving runt only compounded that. As a rogue, everyone and everything had been out to get
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I had crammed myself against the passenger side door of Bram's car. I was staring at the man driving in absolute shock, quite certain he was nothing more than a figure of my imagination. He was supposed to be dead. "Call your mate," he said. I blinked dumbly at him. "What?" He never took his eyes off the road, simply repeating his request. I fumbled for my phone, struggling to find the power button to turn it back on. Out of my pocket also came the key to the car that was currently rolling down the twisting state roads of Vermont. "How did you get a key to this car?" He glanced over to me briefly, flashing his cocky grin - one of the few things I vividly remembered about him. "Bram gave it to me when I met up with him this morning. Now, call your mate." I just nodded, not wanting to argue with another one of the dead come back to life. The line had barely started to ring before it was connected. "Maise," Isaac growled in a tone that made it abundantly clear that I was in trouble
