All Chapters of The Accidental Werewolf: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“Maya,” Edric grabs my shoulders and tries to shake me awake. “No,” I mumble, “please… I’m tired. No more. Can’t you just do it yourself?” I don’t know what came over him, but the moment we set foot inside the little motel, he pushed me up against the wall, ripping my clothes off, and pounded me half senseless. He woke me up three more times. It was like he couldn’t get enough. I’m sure there’s some kind of deep-seated reason behind it that I am not getting, but I really can’t do it again. “No,” he whispers, his mouth close to my ear. “There’s a vampire outside. Get ready to shift and run.” I bolt upright. “What?” He puts his finger against his lips. “Their senses are off the charts,” he says in my head. “They can hear us talking a mile away.” “We’re not fighting?” “With what? We don’t have any weapons.” “Can’t we just, I don’t know, rip his throat out?” “If you can catch him. Do you know how fast vampires are?”

Gabriel's Story – Part Two: “Good evening, Claire,” I said. She looked up, anger flashing in her eyes. “I should have known. Every year on her birthday. Why can’t you leave us alone?” I revealed myself to Claire when Maya was two. With my help, she could not remember the night she went to Abbadon, and I would have been happy to let her live with this ignorance for the rest of her life, but Maya scared her. The little girl’s magical abilities were not that of a normal witch, and Claire did not understand why. In her mind, Maya was possessed. Her mother was getting ready to smother the girl in her sleep when I stopped her. “I told you…Abbadon tasked me with looking after Maya, if I do not send him a report every year, he will throw me in the howling pits. I have no desire to end up in hell. Maya’s abilities are getting stronger. Did you notice?”  Claire’s eyes darkened with sorrow and fear. “Yes.” “You know

Edric's POV:“Maya?” I ask. “What’s wrong?” She smells like blood, but I can’t see any on her. “What happened? Where did you go last night?”She doesn’t answer me, just keeps staring at me with those wild eyes.“Hey,” I grip her shoulder and she visibly recoils from me.“Don’t touch me.”“What?” I ask. Her reaction surprises me at first, but panic is slowly pushing its way through. What happened to her last night? I drop my hand and put some distance between us. “Can you talk to me at least?”“You and your non-stop talking. All you ever want to do is talk-talk-talk…like that fixes anything.”I try to ignore her nasty attitude and hide my growing anger. “That is what people usually do--”“Edric,” Cameron calls from outside.“Maya,” I mind-link m

“You’ll be okay,” Edric says, taking my sweaty hand in his. “I’m right here.” I stare up at a house I don’t know. Behind the simple front door and dirty grey walls are my parents, my siblings. My heart hammers in my chest, and the need to vomit sits very close to the surface. I take a deep breath, trying to still my pounding heart. “Okay, let’s go.” Cameron nods and taking the lead, walk up the cracked path. My father used to take such pride in his garden and home. What happened? The place looks almost deserted. I pick an eviction notice up from the front step. Are they even still here? The doorbell doesn’t work, so the king resorts to pounding on the door so hard that it rattles in the frame. It takes a long time before anyone answers. I’m about to show the eviction notice to Cameron, and suggest we leave, when a haggard old man with unkempt grey hair opens the door, staring out at us with watery eyes. I almost don’t recognise my own father. He aged twenty y

Edric's POV I listen to Alexander waffling on about the great Blake Lycans, and how they’re coming to their end. It does not escape his keen mind that they created their own downfall. “My first mate, Maxwell’s mother, was my first cousin. I should have known that weak bitch wouldn’t deliver good pups, but my father demanded it.” I say nothing, just stare at poor Maxwell – he’s no older than seventy, young for a Lycan, but he looks double that age. “He didn’t have any pups?” “A few…none of them came to term.” “My second mate was a second cousin. She delivered only female pups. All of them dead now.” He spits in disgust. “I have a new mate, unrelated, but she’s not taking.” It’s astounding that an otherwise intelligent wolf can be so fucking dense. They must have known the effect their inbreeding would have on their offspring. “This one--” he waves a hand in Maxwell’s direction --“was born retarded. We’ve been hiding it