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Book 2: Chapter 38
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Willow POV Uncle Faris is unusually quiet as we drive to my drop-off location. I haven't been alone with Uncle Faris for this long, for years. Eventually, Faris stopped communicating with me altogether unless it was about my work as his secretary. Chad became the one who would deliver my assignments. Half the time, I wasn't sure if Uncle Faris even knew what the jobs were. The longer we drive, the more uncomfortable I become in the silence between us. "Did you know?" I finally ask Faris. "Huh?" Faris responds. "Did I know what?" "Did you know that the runes on my back are meant to seal the light magic within me?" I ask. "I might have heard something about it," Uncle Faris mumbles. "Did you know that I was supposed to be raised in the light?" I continue my barrage of questions. "What is the big deal?" Faris practically screams at me. "Just have the runes removed, and it will unleash your light powers." I slap my hands on my cheeks in fake surprise. "Why didn't I think of that?"
The Lycan King's Assassin Book 2: Chapter 40
Willow POV The doors slam shut, and I try to hide my shock. I have never been able to do any other magic besides my visions before. This magic feels different. It feels robust and dark. I know that I shouldn't indulge in the darker side of my magic, so I try to push it to the side, but it keeps trying to surface. I look down at my hands, and they are glowing red. It appears that red flames are bursting from my skin. The four men in the office back away from me, but I am too busy looking at my hands. "Willow," Chad yells from behind me. "What the fuck are you doing?" I don't know how to answer. I certainly don't want to tell them I don't know what in the hell is going on. The flames don't seem to be burning my skin, but they sure as hell look intimidating. Spinning around with a smile, I hold my hands to my side. I can see my hands glowing brightly in the reflection of Chad's eyes. "Did you think I would make this easy on you?" I laugh. Chad swallows audibly and ta
The Lycan King's Assassin Author's Note
Hello My Lovely Readers. As most of you I am a mother first and an author second. Today's update was late due to a family emergency. The emergency is one in which it will impeed my ability to update regularly for a few days. I am unsure of how long my writing will be effected. I do hope that the emergency will be resolved somewhat timely. I will do my best to try and work out an update schedule that allows me to both care for my family and provide you with the chapters that you all patiently wait for. Thank you all for being amazing readers and fans and being patient while my family navigates this chapter in our lives. Solange Daye
The Lycan King's Assassin Book 2: Chapter 41
Osiris POV "Willow!" I shout as I wake up from a deep sleep. I look around the room, and there is no sign of Willow anywhere. Her scent is still strong in the air, so I am sure that she hasn't been gone long, but I get the feeling that something is wrong. There is a strange burning in my chest that I have never felt before. I hear someone rattling around at the front of Willow's small cottage. The smell of her wintergreen scent leads me to the kitchen, but it isn't Willow that I find. Ducking down below the counters, I see a head of fiery red hair. Celeste is trying to hide from me, but I can see her perfectly manicured red nails on the edge of the counter. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I growl at Celeste, but she pretends not to hear me. "Answer me," my voice booms through the cottage. "I was looking for the girl," Celeste says as she stands from her poor hiding spot. "Just why were you looking for my mate?" I ask. "I got a bad feeling," is all Celeste says. "Where is she
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Willow POV The smell of Chow fills the air as the building burns behind me. I cover my mouth and run from the building as fast as possible, but my legs are weak. Blood runs down my shoulder from the bullet wound. My hands are covered in blood, and I don't know if it belongs to me or someone else. This isn't the first time my blood has been mixed with others. But this is the first time I have been so wounded that I feel lightheaded. Or maybe it is the smell of the Chow burning in the air that is making me lightheaded. As I run up the hill away from the burning office, I trip over a branch and hit the ground hard. My hands claw against the ground as I try to pull myself back upright. My gloves tear against the roots and the rocks sticking out of the earth. My shoulder and arm go limp as I reach the top of the hill. Rolling over onto my back, I look up at the stars. I try to lift my arm, but I am unable to move it. I lay on the ground, waiting for someone to find and kill
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Osiris POV It all happens so quickly. Willow's body goes ridged, and her eyes glaze over. I look at Willow's hand, and the very tip of Celeste's thumb is resting on the palm of Willow's hand. I smack Celeste's hand away from Willow, but it is too late. She is already deep into her catatonic state. I tap Willow gently on her cheeks. "Stay with me," I beg of her. "Willow! Stay present." Celeste is frozen beside the couch. "What is happening?" "She has entered your memories," I tell Celeste, but I have a feeling that Celeste already knows what is going on. "How do you know what she is seeing?" Celeste asks. "I only know what she has told me," I tell her. "For your sake, I hope you aren't hiding anything from me." Celeste swallows hard, but she ignores my words. "We need to get this bullet out of her shoulder. She is still losing blood." Celeste pulls out a pair of pliers out of her bag and a bunch of herbs. "How did you know to bring all of these things?" But Celeste's eyes on
The Lycan King's Assassin Book 2: Chapter 44
Willow POV I am not surprised to see that Celeste has run. I knew she wouldn’t hang around after what I saw in her mind. I don’t understand why she hasn’t told Osiris about what she has seen. But there is one thing I know for sure: we cannot stay here any longer. It won’t be long until Faris realizes his little mission to kill me failed. If I know him as well as I think I do, he is already on his way to my cottage. “We have to go,” I tell Osiris as I hurry to my bedroom. Quickly, I pull on some comfortable sweats and a spare pair of gloves. The pain in my shoulder is unbearable, but there is no time to lose. I slip my blood-covered combat boots onto my feet and head for the front door. But Osiris doesn’t follow me. I peek my head back into the front door and look at him as if he has lost his mind. “What part of we have to go, did you not understand?” “You need to rest,” Osiris frowns. “I will rest when I am dead,” I spit at him. “And if we don’t leave soon, that cou
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Petra POV I wrap my hands around the mug of hot tea, trying to warm myself from the chill in the air. The leaves on the trees are changing from vibrant shades of green to the beautiful yellows and golds of fall. The wind howls around my cottage, and I wrap my cloak around my shoulders. My cottage can be drafty when the wind becomes unruly, but it is too early in the season for it to be this windy. Something ominous is brewing, and I have an awful feeling that I know what it is. Closing my eyes, I reach out into the abyss, looking for Seraphina, or Willow as she is called now. I get the feeling that she is in danger. As I look through the darkness, like I have done so many times before, I find Seraphina. I was right; she was in trouble. I can only catch snippets of what is happening, but she is covered in blood with a gun in her hand. Suddenly, the vision goes dark, and a bright light flashes behind my eyes. I clutch my chest as darkness consumes my soul. My eyes fly ope
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Osiris POV Ella grabs my hand and teleports back to the hospital. The wind swirls in the sky as the witch sisters appear out of nowhere beside us. I am unsteady on my feet as the world comes back into focus. "I don't think I will ever get used to that," I grumble as I choke back the vomit rising in my throat. "You will get used to it over time," Ella says as she gently rubs my back. I shrug off Ella's hand and turn to the four witches. "We don't have time to lose," I say. "We need to get to Willow." Once I have regained my balance, I head into the hospital with the witches following behind me. As we walk through the halls, people scatter away from me and the women walking with me. Whispers follow us through the corridors. Many of my pack members have not seen so many witches together in one place, and their eyes follow us as we make our way to Willow's hospital room. As we approach Willow's room, the doctor is waiting for us. He looks the witches up and down before o
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Faris POV Natacha follows me into the royal mansion, keeping her head down. As we walk through the mansion, I can hear the whispers coming from the Omega servants. They are wondering why I have willingly brought a rogue into Lycan City. My personal Omega, Jessica, is leaving my bedroom when I reach the top floor of the royal mansion. Her face blushes deeply when she looks at me but quickly disappears when she lays eyes on Natacha. Jessica's nose wrinkles as she catches Natacha's rogue scent, and a scowl tugs at her lips. "How can I help you, Your Highness?" Jessica says with a fake smile spread across her face. "This is my close friend, Natacha. I need you to set her up in the room next to mine," I instruct Jessica. Jessica doesn't try to hide her displeasure at the thought of a rogue staying within the royal mansion, but still, she gestures for Natacha to follow her down the hall. Natacha hesitates to follow the young Omega. "Are you coming with me?" She asks nervou
The Lycan King's Assassin Book 2: Chapter 73
Osiris POV A headache is pulsating at the back of my skull as the doctor tells me the damage that Willow sustained to her neck when I tried to remark her. I know I should be listening to what he has to say, but the only thing I can hear is the steady beep of the machines coming from her room. To me, those are the only sounds that matter because they are the only indication that she is still alive. My eyes wander past the doctor to the room filled with Willow's family. Her adopted father, mother, and grandmother are all surrounding her. They are all wearing identical faces of worry, and it is all my fault. I couldn't have known what would happen when I tried to remark her, but I should have known we got away too easily. I should have known that the witches had something more sinister in store. Guilt fills my brain as I think about what I have done. My mate is fighting for her life because I was determined to make her mine again. "Alpha?" The doctor interrupts my thoughts.
