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28. Briss
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2023-07-23 00:01:17
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This isn’t the Maddox I left back at White Forest a couple of months ago. I remember thinking he was turning a bit creepy for grabbing my dirty panties as a souvenir. It was over, done. I'd made that painfully clear surely?The days I am conscious, it is taking every ounce of control I have not to blow up at him. I keep my head because I know the only way I’m getting out of these silver chains is through him releasing me. Of course, when I woke up the first time, after he got me out of that cell, with a monster hangover headache and the world's driest mouth, I assumed it was exhaustion. I woke with a retching start, laid on a sagging, ancient bed, holding my temples. This abandoned wreck of a manor house still had some running water, albeit a funky brown colour. I had a shower, dressed, and then headed to find Maddox.He was messing about with his rucksack and supplies, dropping it to the floor with an echoing clang when he saw me. I'm not going to blame myself for not guessing he
Last Updated : 2023-07-24The Luna Who Wants Everything 30. Briss
Beta Adrian has had his movements reduced. He is now Genevieve’s bodyguard. Privately, Zeke told me it was more to do with Nikolai being terrified of more assassin attacks. Cillian was probably relieved that news of Matilda's pregnancy wouldn't be leaked through any more snooping.Personally, I was fuming that despite telling Naomi and Leona about Zena’s coven needing protection, they hadn’t done it. They’d written me a bratty note insisting the detachment of female warriors had tried, followed my instructions, and found nothing before returning. Either way, Adrian off communications offered me a chance to rake all over the nation, checking in every abandoned building and nook. Over the following weeks, I went back to the cabin where we claimed each other, the caves where I found her, even the pit she fell in. Feeling like a sentimental idiot I left one of her bags of clothes in each location. I left tins of food, bottles of water, and a note in each one. To White Forest and Cragst
Last Updated : 2023-07-25The Luna Who Wants Everything 31. Zena
I’m speechless. So perfectly, happily, contentedly dumbstruck. Being in his arms is like landing in heaven itself. I’m safe, warm, loved, and the feeling grows, spreading through my veins like ivy. Replacing his mark was pure bliss. Despite the utter disaster of this situation, my whole body pulsed with desire for him, pushing myself against his body. Sybil rioted with unbridled joy, as if all the constant healing from silver never slowed her. My poor wolf has been through so much, yet she still made my body burn from head to toe at the sight of Briss. The only issue now is that I remain shackled to the floor like an animal. When my collarbone stopped bleeding, Briss took a trembling step backwards, his irises the most intense lilac. I wince when I realise he is covered in burning red lines down his forearms where the silver branded him. He doesn't mention my pitiful state. He just gives me another, more tender kiss before asking, “Does he have keys for those?” “I’ve never seen the
Last Updated : 2023-07-26The Luna Who Wants Everything 32. Briss
Until we reached the lakes shale shore, it's tiny waves lapping gently, I couldn’t believe we had a chance of making it out. The wooden boat I travelled here with, just over twelve feet long, had a small propeller engine attached to the back. Painted blue, with a white bench across the middle, it was severely basic, but it would do. I hauled the rucksack in and pushed Zena out onto the water. When I was convinced we hadn’t been followed, I waded out, climbed in, and fired up the whirring little propeller. The black, cloud-filled sky matched the inky water beneath, her rainbow eyes the only thing in my vision, and I finally allowed myself to relax. We’re safe. For now, anyway. I sat at the rear of the boat on the tiny little wooden rest, my hand on the propeller, guiding us towards the centre of the lake. Zena consulted the compass on the broad middle bench, although her eyes kept lifting to meet mine. She’s coming back into herself. It wasn’t the wounds or the skinny, bedraggled lo
Last Updated : 2023-07-27The Luna Who Wants Everything 33. Zena
“Get dressed, quietly as you can,” Briss murmured, reaching behind for his own pile of clothes. Even in my state of panic seeing his huge arms stretch backwards was stunning, his wide chest expanding into a map of rippling strength. He only got a couple of hours of sleep but as soon as I smelt lemon my brain went into overdrive and I had to wake him. I’m not losing him now. We need to get the hell out of here. At least if we are on dry land we can shift and fight. With a twinge of sadness I flung my clothes on, the joy we’d managed to indulge in for a few brief hours already interrupted. It was magical to reconnect in body and spirit though. He understands how much I crave his body against mine. On top of me, all that weight, warmth and adoration just sent my senses haywire. Sybil felt supercharged, my body spasming into such blinding, seismic releases under his touch that I could easily grow addicted. Straddling him, filled with his hot seed and still pulsing cock was the most
Last Updated : 2023-07-27The Luna Who Wants Everything 34. Maddox
Standing in the soaked, damp hallway I was stuck dumbly staring by the abandoned silver chains. The room as empty as me. The broken slivers of knife laid next to the chains. Small drops of blood. The smell of the damp earth was everywhere preventing me from tracking any real scent but the real clue was in what remained of Zena’s scent. From the shorts she had abandoned on the floor. For the first time in all the months I have looked after her, arousal. The most intense jasmine sweetness. I remember it painfully well. So Briss found her. The fucking robot with no passion found her. As my anger and humiliation swirls. Because that’s what’s happened. She’s chewed me up and spat me out. I’m the victim of her fucking mind games. After everything I have done for her. Betrayed my pack, shed my useless wolf and rescued her from Alpha Phillipe’s henchmen. Shaking my head in confusion I silently doused the whole fucking place in gasoline. Flinging a match into the kitchen where she should h
Last Updated : 2023-07-28The Luna Who Wants Everything 35. Zena
I told Cillian everything. Luna Ruth, Aisling, Thalia, Imogen. How Maddox had rescued and chained me up. Briss saving me. I told how Maddox was somehow destined to be a hero, saving Alpha Alexander, a bloodied assassin dead on the floor. Then I got to Matilda, Leona, and Naomi alone and huddled together in that miserable grey room. At the mention of Matilda’s pregnancy, he stopped and looked like he wanted to be sick. When he struggled to reply, Sibyl sent me a bolt of warm support. /It’s a lot to take in. You're a whirlwind of disaster to him/ Clutching a hot cup of cocoa, shivering from the cold, I stared into the fire. I was vaguely aware of the huge frame of the Shadowlands Alpha pacing back and forth. Every so often, he would huff or stop in his tracks, but he did his best not to interrupt. Until we got to the part where I betrayed him. “That reading was also…the one where I saw you die. Where I decided I had to change Fate and make sure you lived.” “You had no right to do th
Last Updated : 2023-07-29The Luna Who Wants Everything 36. Zena
Cillian hauled me to my feet as I spluttered, unable to clear the invisible smoke from my lungs. I thrashed in his arms, still able to feel the searing heat as my clothes charred into my skin. "Zena! What did you see!” I’m a wreck. The fire burning so brightly right next to me isn’t helping either. I plunge my face into Cillian’s chest and let out a deep, primal scream. Padgett was dead. Luna Ruth appears batshit insane. Maddox is there, but I don’t know what it all means. Well, I know it’s not a win for Shadowlands. And it's happening tomorrow. Alpha Cillian holds me until the hallucinatory pain ebbs away. I don’t want to die. /No shit, who would!/ Sybil manages to mock, albeit with a pained whimper. /Think I'm dead now, though after that/ she added. I tried to grin at her deadpan attempt at humour before realising Cillian was smothering me in his huge, solid chest. I squirm, forcing him to release me. “What the hell have you just seen?” “I’m...I see Luna Ruth celebrating, Pa
Last Updated : 2023-07-29
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The Luna Who Wants Everything 47. Briss
It took over four days for us to finally leave that cabin. It still wasn’t enough time. In an easy cocoon of happiness, we existed together. I don’t think I saw her clothed for the vast majority of the time. And why would we? In that tiny wooden space, everything fell into place. Our bodies are made for each other, but the more time we spend together, the more I learn more about her every day. We talked for hours, curled up on the small bed. Then she’ll give me a look that just sends a bolt of lightning to my cock and I have to have to have her. It’s impossible to deny the power of the mate bond. My ribs and chest have not hurt since the connection formed. Shi apologised, explaining how it was his only way to make me realise she was important. The power of Padgett’s twisted ploy removed, he and Zena’s wolf Sybil were finally able to unleash their infatuation with each other. I know how badly Shi has fallen for her brassy, quick wolf because we share dreams. When we wake, Zena curl
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The Luna Who Wants Everything 45. Briss
Zena is as good as her word. We have a truck to ourselves, stacked with food and other goods. Without revealing a single detail she triumphantly set us up in as much comfort as possible.Every other truck was overflowing with men, stuffed together like sardines. On a passenger bench big enough for three I sat stretched out, my wounded leg supported with a makeshift pillow-thing she had built out of all the discarded and ripped shifter clothes. Zena next to me driving, continuously catching my eye with a proud little smile on her face.She hasn’t stopped for a second. I can only watch as her mind works overtime. I know better than to question whatever scheme she has going on. Eventually, the whole convoy starts up and we are away. Zena drives steadily, making sure we end up at the very back of the Shadowlands convoy. She doesn't give her burned out coven a second glance. There was no special pyre or ceremony for Padgett either. Her body has been lost to the cabin fires. A woman who ha
The Luna Who Wants Everything 44. Zena
I cannot wait to get out of this dusty, blood-stained patch of dirt. Not a single cabin remains standing. Just black, charred skeletons. While Briss first slept I held his hand and stared at them. Trying to make sense in my own mind of just what my life should become now. I didn’t want to look too closely at the bodies. Padgett had described me as a river, always heading towards what I want. But this place was never what I wanted. Unlike Jane, it never felt like home. It taught me so much, how to use my gift but then the image of sweet little Phoebe Kharkov comes into my head. What if a thoughtful, gentle girl like her ended up in this lonely wasteland? Too many women have had their gift manipulated and forced into use. Look at Luna Genevieve and Helena. Mated to Alpha’s yet blighted with glimpses of pain and disaster, distorting their potential joy. What if the Moon Goddess and her plans should just be left the fuck alone? Then they could be free. I could be free. Ideas rattle a
The Luna Who Wants Everything 43. Briss
When I wake up again, I am half tempted to severely reprimand Shi for making me fade out of the most perfect moment of my life. I was in Zena’s arms, surrounded by jasmine and love, and now…well where the hell am I? “You’re awake!” Zena cries, and I do my best not to cry out in pain at feeling her roll into my arms, planting fierce kisses on my cheeks. “We’re still in the north, up at the coven?” I murmur after allowing myself to be spoiled with rough, greedy affection for a minute. I have just enough strength to lift my arm, trailing my fingers over her bare neck. I close my eyes again, overpowered by the sensation of feeling her perfectly soft skin under my fingertips. “Yes but not for long. Then do you know what-” “Zena let me treat him,” a stern voice reprimanded. I squinted at the sun over my head. “He’s seriously weak.” I might be mistaken, but I’m almost certain I heard Zena growl under her breath at the request. With a dozen more soft kisses, she lifted herself away but k
