All Chapters of Curse of a Lycan Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“Are you sure?” I asked softly, for possibly the hundredth time today. “There might be more we can figure out before we head back to the lycans.”“Go,” Isaac insisted again. It was a monumental effort, tearing myself away from him. But, he pecked me on the forehead and sent me on my way, quietly reminding me we didn’t know when the next opportunity for a night like this would be - if ever. So I added the if ever part. I seemed to be the only one living with the gray cloud of doom over my head. Blair gave me a knowing look and threaded her arm through mine to guide me out the door. “It’s just for a night. It’ll be fine.”This bothered me, though. There was no overwhelming bond between us, but the annoying parts of it were very much present. When I asked Blair about it, all she could do was shrug. There was so little information about mated lycans. Her best guess was that maybe our proper bond would kick in when we were truly supposed to discover we were mates. At present, the runn

It felt like deja vu when I realized I was being carried inside after the long drive from Burlington to Nova Scotia. The sun hadn’t even risen when we left Vermont, and it had already set again. Isaac hadn’t allowed me to drive once, so I truthfully had no right to be the one sleeping and carried around. Before I fell asleep, the drive had been pleasant. We had stopped at naturally cute local restaurants along the way for all three meals, and had swapped stories of our most successful conquests over the years. I really had no idea Isaac had been anywhere near as involved with shifters as he claimed, but his stories and the way his behind the scenes actions aligned with the public perspective begged to differ. But when I took a risk and asked him why he never stepped in to get his mate unbanished, he didn’t give me an answer. Not a good one, at least. “There were bigger things at play, Maise,” he growled at me. “The best thing for me to do was just keep an eye on you. Hell, I cou

Rudi placed her hands on her mate’s arm. “That battle is done. We need to focus on the new one. Don’t hold her guilty for her father’s transgressions.” Kaleb gnashed his teeth. “How can you say that?” He turned his glare to Isaac. “Did you forget your first years as King? Why would you welcome that back in?” Before Isaac could react, I jumped in. As the only mortal, I was in the dark, and I was anxious to know how old wounds impacted how we chose to proceed with the eight million interweaving problems we were juggling. But hey, what was adding one more to the mix? “So does someone want to fill me in?” I asked. “Because I feel like I’m pretty behind on… everything.” Rudi cast me a sympathetic glance. “It really doesn’t matter anymore. It’s in the past.” “It still matters,” Kaleb scoffed. “It matters a lot.” It was interesting to watch Kaleb’s happy go lucky demeanor fall away into one of fresh anger and determination. I had no doubt whatever it was did matter a lot, even if it w

I was abundantly thankful Natasha chose a different place to finish out yoga. It gave Charli and I the chance to actually talk and get to know each other. She was nice - a career warrior, but came to these sessions every day because she felt it helped keep her up to snuff to actually hold her own with the male wolves. “I guess I’m your new daily yoga buddy,” I grumbled as I stood up to leave. “Oh, trust me,” Charli laughed. “It isn’t always yoga. When Bram gets back, it gets more interesting.” I cocked up an eyebrow. “But where can we go from here?” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Ever done tai chi?” I groaned in frustration. “Moving balls of energy around? Kill me now.” “Oh, you’ll love it!” she insisted. “Who ever thought doing so little, so slowly, could be so exhausting?” It sounded miserable. “So what time were you thinking for tonight?” “Oh.” Charli stopped to gather her things. “Actually, I didn’t have anything planned. I was just trying to help you out of that conversa

Isaac sat in silence while I quietly seethed. Distribute my magic, sure. It made sense if we were using it to correct issues and mend relationships. But, Leah having a dose of it was pointless. It gave her a jump start on being a hedge witch, but it was an unreasonable risk. Realistically, I was barely okay with people who needed to atone for something gambling on whether or not my magic would be truly helpful in the long run. Innocents shouldn’t touch it. Isaac had told me my magic was incredibly pure, as it was untainted, virginal magic. I had a theory that maybe it cleansed whoever held it, too. I could only imagine that was how it had maintained its purity over the past eight years that I had been its sole host, given the amount of blood on my hands. A devilish idea snuck into my head, so while Isaac was preoccupied with dissecting the meaning behind a coven with no magic, I slipped off his lap. To save face, I kissed him on the cheek, making Leah swoon, and told him I was g