Lunus opened her eyes to the bright rays of the afternoon sun streaming through her bedroom window and Evan's arms wrapped around her. She felt a brief sense of panic strike her, and she nearly jumped out of her skin. What had happened? She couldn't remember anything after the cave and... Evan's kiss. Another sense of fright ran through her, and she became uncomfortable. She tried to calm herself and get ahold of her senses. At least she was still in her clothes, though they were slightly damp still from the rain.
"Evan," she said, rolling back around to face him. His face was peaceful as he
There was no way for her to get out of it. Two days had passed since she had all but forced herself to throw Evan out of her house with anything but hard feelings between the two of them. She had told him to leave, and he thought she was joking until he realized how serious she was about it. Still, he laughed and kissed her goodbye.They hadn't gone out since then. Evan still had his concerns about Jeremy, and life seemed to go on as if none of it had ever happened, at least in the eyes of Lunus Reens... and in the eyes of her father who knew nothing about it. She cringed to think what
The woods were alive with the sound of shifting shadows, the forest brought to life by the eerie light of sparkling mist in moonlight as Lunus plunged ahead into the night, following after the more experienced hunters. This was the second night of her intended career as a lycan hunter and guardian of the town, and there was no way out of it, especially not now that they had entered the godless thicket of Malkouth.She had spent much of the night thinking of how gladly she would find herself out of work and forced to pursue an alternative profession. Evan was... not worth killing in her
"Arfak, that's mine," Balthazar growled.Arfak laughed menacingly at him. "Not if I get it first," he said, laying himself down on top of his prey.The weight of the wolf's body was enough to paralyze her, and the warmth of his fur covered her like a discomforting blanket. Lunus whimpered, trying to push him off and wi
Evan laid Lunus on a makeshift bed of moss and fur which he had made in the cave where the wolves dwelt and called for a sheet to be set as a curtain to give them some privacy there. He grabbed the blanket with his mouth and carefully peeled it away, lifting it off of her as he rushed to attend to her wounds. He stood on all fours, leaning over her as he stared down at her beautiful ivory skin and all that Arfak had done to mutilate and defile it. He gently removed her torn up clothes and began to lick her scars, his tongue touching every wound of her body.It wasn't something he would
It was late in the afternoon near evening when Evan walked Lunus to her home back in town. She was dressed in the oversized uniform of a hunter who had fallen prey to the wolves that morning before dawn. The sun was beginning to set as twilight approached and he left her at her door.“Evan, are you sure you won’t come in?” Lunus asked, looking up at him as if expecting something more than goodbye.
"Sir, I don't know..." Evan began to play dumb but quickly realized that his words would get him nowhere but in deeper trouble.Eccord leaned on the edge of the desk with his feet on the ground and his arms crossed. He was still, stone still and deathly silent, and he had been that way since his men had fastened Evan to the chair. A lot of time had passed since then and with it a lot of silence, but Eccord's stance was still as stiff as it was at the beginning. He just kept standing there, staring intensely at the ground with his head down at a slant and his face thunderous. There was n
Evan's eyes were staring down the barrel of Eccord's gun as he pleaded with the man for the life of his mate."You can't listen to Arfak!" he told him. "He has no interest in the life of a human!""You said you slept with her!" Eccord reminded him, yelling in pain and anger.
Lunus rode her horse hard through the damp autumn mist as her heart beat loudly. She had to get a wolf's pelt and present it to her father gladly or her life would be demanded. The trouble was that she really didn't hate the creatures any longer, certainly not the way that she once had. The only saving grace of the matter was that with Evan detained in Banglador she knew she wouldn't be asked to hurt him. She loved him, after all. At least... she thought she did.The tears rolled down her cheeks, burning her skin with their icy trails left behind them. This wasn't what she wanted. Could