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Chapter 44: A Visit and a Scheme
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Lycia walked toward the trees behind the open field, intending to take her usual path to the hidden glade where she practiced her powers. The air was calm, the sky a soft shade of blue. But a prickle of unease ran down her spine. She felt eyes on her. Unseen but heavy, like a shadow clinging to her every step. Instead of following her usual route, she turned toward the town, blending into the winding streets, letting the hum of daily life swallow her presence. Perhaps it was paranoia. Or perhaps it was instinct. Then laughter. Light and full of joy, carried by the wind like a song. It made her stop. Something about it felt familiar, like a memory she couldn’t quite reach. Slowly, she turned, her steps drawn toward the sound, toward the warmth of something she didn’t know she had been looking for. The sounds were made by Cubs The cubs rolled and tumbled, their tiny claws kicking up dust. Between playful growls and nips, they muttered in hushed, excited tones. “You’re too slow!”
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"You’re shaking," Cassian murmured, his fingers pressing possessively into Doyle’s thigh. Doyle let out a low, breathless chuckle. "You wear me out, you bastard." Cassian smirked, dragging his lips lower, down Doyle’s throat, his collarbone, over the sensitive spots still buzzing from their last round. Doyle arched into him, a whimper slipping free before Cassian pinned him down again. Cassian gripped him tighter, holding him down. "If Lucas catches us…" Doyle laughed, a dark, wicked sound, even as his breath hitched from the aftershocks of their encounter. "Relax." He ran his fingers through Cassian’s damp hair, tugging him into another deep, messy kiss. Cassian groaned into it, biting down on Doyle’s bottom lip before sucking it between his teeth. Doyle shuddered, moaning, but Cassian suddenly pulled away, eyes dark. "You’re playing a dangerous game," he whispered, his hand trailing up behind Doyle’s thigh, spanking his ass just enough to make him gasp again. Doyle licke
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"About time," she drawled, crossing her arms. Oric walked in with a smug grin, his hands casually tucked into his pockets. “Had something to take care of,” he said with a shrug, as if that explanation should satisfy her. Morrigana raised an eyebrow, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, what’s this? Did you stop to pick flowers along the way?" Oric smirked, his usual confidence evident. "Spying requires a little finesse, Morrigana, not impatience," he said, his hands still tucked in his pockets. "But I suppose that's a concept only a sentinel could understand." He tilted his head, his face gleaming with mischievous content. Morrigana rolled her eyes. "Spare me the wisdom, Oric. Just tell me what you found before I die of curiosity." He studied her for a moment, as if debating whether to make her wait just to be annoying. Then, with an exaggerated sigh, he relented. "She walks alone every now and then slipping away before dawn. This time she went deeper into the woods than usu
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It was night time. The silence in the room was oppressive. Lycia laid on the edge of the bed. She tossed and turned around on her bed, her mind plagued with Cove’s words. Trying to understand what he meant when he said“For surviving”. What did he mean? Was he going to hurt her?Different thoughts ran through her mind, but none had answers to them. As the hours dragged on, sleep remained elusive. Slipping just out of reach each time her eyelids grew heavy. But when it finally came, it swept her away like a tide. It brought with it strange, and vivid dreams. Lycia stood in a forest. It was vast, bathed in eerie silvery light and the trees seemed impossibly tall, with branches reaching towards the sky as if they were grasping for the glowing moon overhead. Each leaf shimmered as though dusted with frost. The air was sharp, alive with the scent of damp earth and pine, carrying whispers she couldn’t understand but felt compelled to follow. As she walked, barefoot and unarmed, the gro
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The Alpha’s Luna and the Bloodmoon Amulet Chapter 45 – Soft Hands, Hard Hearts
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His body was failing him, but his mind remained sharp; too sharp for the kind of visitors who were about to darkened his doorstep. Then came the knock. Firm. Confident. Jack wondered who it was before they had opened the door and stepped in. Raven stood there with that damn smirk, leaning against the frame like she belonged there. And beside her, a man Jack had only heard about in whispers; Conan. Cold eyes. A predator’s stance. A presence that felt like death itself had stepped into his home. Jack’s grip tightened on the wooden cane in his hand. “You’ve got a lot of nerve showing up here.” Raven’s smirk widened, but spoke, her voice dripping with mocking innocence. “Just thought we’d drop by since we were in the neighborhood.” Jack let out a dry, mocking chuckle. “Oh, please. You know you don’t have to lie to an old man. What do you want?” Raven stepped a bit closer without consent, her gaze sweeping the room. “Then let’s have a chat, shall we.” “I don’t ch
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Morrigana’s breath caught, the words cutting deeper than she’d expected. But she wouldn’t let him see the wound. Instead, she straightened, her nails biting into her skin. “She’s manipulating you,” she hissed. “She’s making you weak.” Cove exhaled slowly, pinching the bridge of his nose as if this conversation exhausted him. “She isn’t making me anything, Morrigana.” Morrigana took another step, voice dropping into something darker, something sharp enough to draw blood. “She is nothing, Cove. A thief. A liar. She doesn’t belong here. And the longer you let her stay, the more she will rot everything from the inside out.” Cove’s jaw tightened, but he said nothing. So Morrigana pushed further. “You think she won’t betray you?” Her voice turned cruel, slicing like a blade. “She already has. She came here to steal from you. She shoved your hand away in front of everyone. She will turn on you the moment it suits her. And when she does, you’ll regret ever looking at her like she
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There was nothing to stop Morrigana from saying what had been clawing at her insides since that moment at the training ground. She found Cove alone in the Alpha’s quarters, standing near the window, his broad shoulders tense. He hadn’t called for her, but that had never stopped her before. Morrigana didn’t waste time. “What the hell was that, Cove?” Cove didn’t turn around. Didn’t even flinch. His voice, when it came, was maddeningly calm. “Be more specific.” Morrigana’s hands curled into fists at her sides. “Don’t play dumb with me, Cove.” Her voice was sharp, cutting. “You carried her. Right in front of the entire pack, Cove.” He exhaled slowly, finally turning to face her. His expression was stern, like his face was carved from stone. “She was injured.” Morrigana laughed, but there was no humor in it. “And since when do you care about that?” She stepped closer, chin lifted, her eyes flashing with anger. “Since when does the mighty Alpha Cove carry people off the battlefield
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“You can put me down now,” she muttered, voice quiet but stubborn. Cove didn’t answer. He simply kept walking. Lycia clenched her jaw, forcing herself not to lean into Cove’s warmth. She hated this. Hated the way her body betrayed her, how exhaustion made her weak enough to accept this; even for a second. But then she noticed the direction he was taking, it wasn’t the way to her room; and her frustration shifted to confusion. “We’re not going to your quarters, right?” she asked warily. “No,” he said flatly. A flicker of unease crept in. “Then where…” The answer came when he pushed open a heavy wooden door, and the scent of herbs hit her senses; dried sage, crushed lavender, and the sharp bite of rosemary mingling in the air. Lunara, the pack’s healer, stood in the center of the dimly lit chamber, her violet eyes sharp as she studied them. Shelves lined the walls, filled with jars of dried herbs, vials of shimmering liquid, and aged scrolls containing knowledge only
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[Back at the Training Grounds] Lycia’s breaths came fast, shallow, her chest rising and falling as she held Cove’s gaze. She hated the way he looked at her; like he had already won. Like she was his, whether she wanted to be or not. “You can glare at me all you want, little thief,” Cove murmured, his voice deceptively soft. “But at the end of the day, you still stand where I tell you to.” Lycia scoffed, but the sound lacked its usual bite. Her body still ached from the fight, her strength waning. “I don’t stand anywhere for you.” Cove took a slow, deliberate step closer, his towering presence swallowing the space between them. She tried to move but yelped from pain. “You’re hurt,” he noted, voice low, controlled. “You should’ve let me help you up.” Lycia looked at her ankle. She must have sprained it while trying to dodged Morrigana’s attack. She still lo
