Lahat ng Kabanata ng Curse of a Lycan Luna: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Isaac POV The Princess had deemed her work was done, slipping out of the room while I still held everyone’s attention. I had quickly learned she would give just enough information to do damage, then wait to see if the way we rebuilt from the destruction that information caused was what she thought was correct. I should have known. The past eight years I had been focused on my Princess. Her past eight years had been focused on her people. She had a plan, and all she had done was make small suggestions to the right people to get that plan working for her. She held all the power here, because her desire for power had not been selfish. It was in this way lycans usually died. They began to think selfishly, devising how to use their near immortality for personal gain. I had been doing that, struggling to find a way to spend Maise’s forever with her. If I had read my history books correctly, I had a minimal amount of time to right that wrong before the moon decided my gift of being a l

Winter was coming. It had held off for a long time, giving this area of the world false hope that we would jump right from fall to spring, but the crisp scent carried in the air and the bite of the ocean breeze reminded us we would not be so lucky. I had never seen a coastal Canadian winter, but I assumed it couldn’t be too different from New England. We had shifted once uncurled from each other, needing double furred coats to keep us warm when we lost each other’s body heat. Especially a little runt like myself did not run hot enough to ignore mother nature’s wintry tidings. The first snowflakes of the year clung to our coats, and it wasn’t just my lovestruck wolf that marveled at how the twinkly flakes sparkled like stars in contrast against the galactic darkness of Isaac’s fur. He looked back at me, barking out a wolfy chuckle. I smiled mentally, appreciating how so much could be said without breathing a word between the two of us. It was a form of familiarity I had not experie

Isaac POV I stormed down the steps to the basement, flinging insults at myself the entire way. I flung the door to the room I was looking for open, hoping it wouldn’t slam loudly enough for Maise to hear and decide to come investigate. “You all are cruel,” I growled to the room, making sure to take a moment to glare at each and every one of them. “I’m sorry,” Blair insisted, sounding truly apologetic. “This spell is fueled by desire, and it’s the only way we would get true, unfiltered desire out of her. She would be too nervous if she knew.” “Why not Rudi? Or just use me?” I argued. “Is twenty three years of pent up desire not enough?” Blair gave me a knowing glare. “You and Rudi are helping with the spell, first off. Second, a virgin’s desire is always best. Lastly, lust is strongest, and I should hope you haven’t been lusting after her for twenty three years, seeing as she is only twenty three years old.” Kaleb’s smug laughter echoed from across the room. “Besides, we a

To absolutely no one’s surprise, nearly as soon as Isaac pulled me into his arms, cocooning me in his warmth, I fell right to sleep. It was peaceful, and dreamless, just as all my sleeps in Isaac’s proximity had been. When I woke up, though, I was alone. I looked around anxiously, hoping maybe he was just in the bathroom or something. After a bit of investigating, it was clear that was not the case. So, I grabbed Isaac’s shirt from the floor, and made my way downstairs. It was somewhere around the bottom step that I remembered Isaac had friends, and I was fairly certain he was also keeping Blair as a house guest. There was, realistically, only a slim chance we were the only two people here at the moment. But it was a little too late, as I had already been noticed. “Princess!” a masculine voice called. It was familiar and friendly, but not the one I particularly wanted to hear at the moment. I blushed, crossing my arms over my body as if that would hide me better than a shirt

True to my word, I snuck into Isaac’s bed that night. He didn’t complain, and was quickly asleep. If it weren’t for the way he held onto me, I would have tossed and turned all night. Just as the moon was beginning to relinquish the night, I gave up on any attempts at sleep. With monumental effort, I disentangled myself from Isaac, deciding it was time to straighten out all the tangled webs of confusion in my mind. I crept down the hall, finding my way to my room. I swung the door open to see Blair was also wide awake. She had her grimoire laid out before her, and if my familiarity with her magic was correct, she was performing a scrying spell. My entrance broke her concentration, though, and she looked up. Usually, she would chastise me for something like that, but today she said nothing. “Hi,” I whispered, not knowing what else to say. Blair’s lips twitched with the thought of a smile, but there was too much tension in the air to allow it. “Can I ask you a question?” I pro