All Chapters of A Delta For The Cursed Lycan King: Chapter 21 - Chapter 28

CHASE POVI scoured the surroundings for a while, releasing a growl as a new yet familiar scent infiltrated my nostrils. Having canceled my appointment with Sharon, I sensed danger in the air. I lingered by the woods before eventually making my way back home. Whoever had been stalking me remained in the vicinity, but I was cautious about exposing myself.While I wasn't precisely vulnerable or capable of dealing with anyone who crossed me, I harbored doubts that the threat was solely human.Approaching the door, I narrowed my eyes upon hearing rustling from the shrubs a few feet away. My ears perked and twitched, and a low growl escaped me as the intruder leaped out of concealment. A large grey wolf with gleaming red eyes stood before me. Assuming a defensive stance, I observed that it was not alone."Who the hell are you?!" I growled, my eyes narrowing further. I attempted to probe their mind, but my gift chose the most inconvenient time to falter.Just my luck, I mused with an eye ro

CHASE POVI stared at the door for a long moment, then shook my head. Convincing Allison was never going to be easy; I knew that much. But I was determined to keep trying.A sharp wince escaped my lips, and I pressed a hand to my side where it ached. Glancing down, I saw my shirt was quickly soaking through with blood."Damn it!"I had really done a number on myself. It wasn't often that I took a hit in a fight, but going up against about twenty werewolves, that was bound to happen."Twenty damned werewolves," I muttered, standing up and making my way to the small bar by the bed. I poured myself a whiskey, then peeled off my shirt and poured some of the liquor onto the wound.Gritting my teeth, I examined the injury. Steam trickled out of it, and it was already starting to form an ugly purple bruise.It hurt like hell, but I had a feeling it wasn't the only thing hurting. My heart was heavy, too. Convincing Allison felt like an impossible task.I wondered how much longer I'd have to k

CHASE POVMy lungs burned, but it wasn't the only part of my body searing. My skin and every inch I touched felt like a fiery furnace, overheated.I pressed my hand to my side, which had been aching for a while. When I raised my shirt, I saw nothing but unusual purple patches.Lowering my shirt again, I surveyed the large, empty room surrounded by windows. A loud noise shattered my thoughts, making me wince. I stepped toward the window as it subsided.My eyes widened at my surroundings."The ocean?" I exclaimed, disbelief flooding me. There was no way I could have been transported here. One minute, I was in the bathtub, writhing in pain with Allison in front of me. The next, I was in a field, then the wind came, and suddenly, I was in the middle of the ocean."It's what your mind makes it seem," a voice said, and I turned to see who had spoken.A woman stood before me, her silvery hair flowing as if the wind was whipping through it, though the room was still. Her eyes were a pale whit

ALLISON POV"What can I get you?" I asked as Artemisia and Julie settled on the sofa in the living room."Get?" Artemisia asked. "Silly, we're not strangers.""I am, and I'm famished," Julie groaned, rubbing her stomach for emphasis. "Can I have some lamb chops, a white wine, Chardonnay to be precise, and maybe some vanilla cake for my sweet tooth?""Isn't that the same thing Laurent got for you yesterday?" Artemisia asked, her brows raised."L-Laurent who?" Julie snorted, rolling her eyes. "Who is that, by the way?""Julie!" Artemisia scolded playfully, making Julie shrug."So, you're fucking my brother," I interrupted, my nose wrinkling.Julie flushed a deep shade of red and shook her head. "Never. He's a skirt chaser.""Of course, everyone knows he fucks whoever wears a skirt. And any human or werewolf who gets involved with him will regret it." I stated."He's not that bad," Julie defended.Okay, for one, I knew Julie had a thing for Laurent. I had seen how they both acted towards