Share
Ch. 35
Related chapters
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 36
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX: ~Drake: I fell asleep after a few minutes of bickering with Dane. I’d tried again to get into her head, but she once again kept me firmly away. She won’t talk to me, not about anything real. So fine. I slept on the couch. I need a break from fighting her. I’d fight her forever on this, get close somehow, but I can’t lie and say it’s easy. It f*king hurts. She doesn’t need to be alone like this, not anymore. But she wasn’t giving into our bond like that. Not now anyway. The immediate irritation that filled my blood as I remembered these feelings in my drowsy mind dissipated as I blinked awake. Something in me was forcing me to wake up mid-REM. Like a small tug in my head. I was disoriented but something in me was making me wake up. Something wasn’t right. I felt the echo of her voice calling to me in a panic. Like a stretched out link. ‘Avery,’ Dane huffed out in a panic. Something was very wrong. All the hair on my skin sat up straight as I flung myself u
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 37
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN:~Avery: The painful pounding in my head woke me up. I registered everything slowly. My back felt stiff, I was laying on something cold and uncomfortable. There’s a kink in my neck. The involuntary shiver that ran through me really brought the pain from all over out. My eyes squinted, but as much as I blinked, there was no light. I rolled and pushed myself off the floor only to confirm it. There’s no light here. It’s completely pitch black. And cold. Another shover rippled over my skin. I moved my hands all around me feeling nothing but hard rock. Cement maybe? I shifted my weight, reaching further away, trying to feel for something, anything. A wall maybe? Nothing. I moved further, stretching out, listening carefully to everything around but there was more of the same. No sounds, and no objects but rock or cement or whatever it was. Is this some sort of dream? Nightmare? Was I dead? I kept feeling around, strategically heading in what I think was the same dir
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 38
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT:~Drake: ‘We need to rest,’ Dane grumbled again. Annoyed with me. We’d been driving for hours. I’d filled up twice since we’d left the motel but outside of that we haven’t stopped. ‘We’re nearly there,’ I sent him back. ‘No, we’re not. And if we don’t stop we won’t have the energy to defeat them all,’ he pointed out - again. I growled aloud, smacking the steering wheel. I didn’t want to stop but the da*n wolf did have a good point. I haven’t been here in what felt like a lifetime. Alpha Rafael was a grade A a**hole but he wasn’t stupid. He likely changed patrols since I left. I wouldn’t be able to use any knowledge on the packlands other than where the buildings were. I had to slow down, build a strategy - figure out how to get in touch with Archer before blowing the element of surprise. If I even had that. Blowing out more agitated breaths I pulled over, bringing the car to a full stop. I’d lost track of where I even was. I was just heading home. All wolv
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 39
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: ~Avery: I vaguely registered the gun in his hand before I fell forward on my knees. A sharp pain stabbed me. I put a hand there, pulling away a dart. He shot me! What was even in that? “Just got to make sure we keep you dosed. Can’t risk you getting your voice back can we?” the older O’Dell kid smiled, tucking the dart gun somewhere in his back pocket. My head slunk forward. “Now, before you go back to bed… I need you to take this,” he said with what seemed like super speed. Was he speaking really fast or was everything moving slowly? Darkness threatened to take over my vision and my head swam. I saw a little bright green speck in his hand. “No,” I blubbered out, hands splayed on the ground trying to hold my body up. “Well you take it now, willingly, or I call your mutt’s Alpha and tell him exactly where to find him. Plus - I can always just shove it down your throat when you’re asleep. Which shouldn’t take more than.. Oh,” he looked at his watch, “t
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 40
CHAPTER FORTY:~Drake: “I already tried that,” I snapped. Alec heaved out a breath, his patience waning. “Well, try again anyway.” I bared my teeth, his attitude instinctually making my more animalistic traits pop out on their own. Maybe I was wrong about this guy,’ Dane grumbled in my head. “Seriously?!” I gritted through my teeth, meaning to respond to Dane but saying the word aloud. I looked at Alec to see a bored look on his face. “Do I really need to say it?” he drawled. “Oh just shut up, bloodsucker,” I snapped. Beth rushed in front of me a blink later, her teeth bared. I hadn’t seen her for what felt like hours. She’d come rushing from seemingly nowhere. Alec had us stuck in this tiny, hot, stinky room (vamps stink, there’s no getting around it). And we had been trying different meditative techniques to try to reach Avery. “Dove,” Alec chided from his chair several paces away. “He doesn’t mean it. Mutts can just be very grumpy sometimes. Remember he’s away from his
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 41
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE: ~Avery: My heart thundered in my ears as I ran quietly through the halls, praying to every deity out there to help me avoid detection. The slick hospital-like flooring contradicted sharply with the literal torches near each doorway and I tried to not totally lose my footing as I moved. Between the darkness around long stretches of hallway, and the possibly slippery floor, I had to trust my gut to get me out of this. If I could even hear my gut around the sound of my blood pumping. Another corner became more clear up ahead and I slowed my approach, listening as carefully as I could. Jack was still out there. I’d heard some very far off cursing a few minutes back and I couldn’t tell if I was getting further or closer
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 42
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO:~Drake: “Queen- what?” I asked Beatrix, looking away from Beth and Alec. “And you,” she added, closing her syfy eyes, “You are no regular werewolf either.” “Lady Beatrix, what do you mean?” Alec asked from behind me someplace. Beatrix opened her gaze and looked between all of us meaningfully before saying, “Let’s talk someplace private. There’s a lot to explain.” “Let’s use my office,” Alec offered, walking briskly ahead of us. I rose from my knees, confused at the turn this had all taken. We entered a small, ornate building that looked like it had been carved from a giant tree. The closer I inspected it the more details I could make out in the wood. Little moons of various stages, treelines, mountains, even a bat now and then. Beatrix’s steps clicked on the hardwood as we entered. The hair on my arms stood up as soon as I passed the inner door. “Beatrix spelled this space some years ago. Soundproof against supernatural hearing,” Alec explained to me when he
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 43
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE:~Avery:The blinding light of the outside world had me needing to shield my eyes. While the hospital lighting down here had been a shock, this natural light and the heat from the sun was something else entirely. I squinted, shading my eyes, and checked the area quickly. No real threats. Sadness came over me that I tried to will away - I had hoped that I’d regain some normal feeling over my magic once I got out here - but it was the same. A deep empty hole where my magic had been.There was a forest out there and I thanked anyone up there listening for the coverage. The only challenging part was the vast expanse of grass between me and those trees. I ignored my aching body and quickly ran across the distance, keeping my head on a swivel for anyone else who could be out here. Holding my breath, my heart pounding, I pushed my muscles to the brink and - made it. Just behind the first tree I paused. Waiting for someone to yell out that they’d seen movement… But nothing
Latest chapter
