All Chapters of Moon Spelled Mates: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Conner’s POV Last night when Rayne came to me, I was so happy to know she was okay, and I was able to hold her in my arms. When she said she had been missing me and needed me to hold her I took it as she wanted me, and I kissed her. At first, she kissed me back and I thought I had died and gone to heaven, or I was having another one of those dreams but when she pulled away from me and said she couldn’t do this because her heart belonged to another, I knew it was real because it is the nightmare I have been living since Reese came between us. I prepared my mind knowing what was to come and knew that I would be back in Canyon Ridge under the influence of my mother, but I had faith that my brother would come for me. As the door opened to the basement I finally stood and waited for them to come for me. I turned and placed my hands against the wall and left them cuff me with the handcuff that I knew were spelled by magic. A black cloak was draped over my n

Rayne’s POV My eyes lock with the dark black orbs of the man standing in front of me and it was if he was reaching deep within my soul and I began to feel a pull towards him. My heart began to race as he took a step closer towards me and the fire within me began to burn. I tried to look away, but I couldn’t, and I felt like I was frozen in time. He was beautiful in a way I can’t explain other than his face looked like it was hand carved to perfection. Strong cheek bones and prominent jaw and dark hair that flowed in the wind and his eyes were as black as the night sky. His hand lifted to my cheek and he gently caressed it sending tingles down my spine and the flame within me accelerates. “Do you know how bad I want you? You are the first flesh that I have been able to touch without killing in my lifetime. You make me feel almost human, something I have never been able to be.” My heart began to ache for his pain of never being able to feel the touch of the person you love and I f

Rayne’s POV As I was getting ready to go confront Sarah, I noticed my mother’s grimoire sitting on the nightstand and I decided to take a few minutes and read some more of it. I remembered Travis telling me that it would be best if I heard it from my mother’s words. Opening the grimoire, I found the page where I had left off and looked for the next entry and began to read it… It’s been a few days now since I have seen Christopher and I wonder if I had done something wrong to keep him from me. I feel a fire within me that calls to him and I wonder if I have been given a second chance at love. Either way I will never know if he stops coming around. Sarah on the other hand has been a good friend to me and I don’t feel so lonely when she is around. It is as if she eases my mind when she is around and I feel free from what is bothering. I’m wondering if Sarah is using her gift on me by taking away the painful memories temporarily from me while I am with her. I shut the book and I k

Reese’s POV The drive back to the cabin felt like it was taking forever. All I wanted to do was rip Conner’s throat out for leaving Rayne behind. Hopefully Conner’s mother had information on how to get hold of this demon that had Rayne or knew his whereabouts. Never would I have left Rayne behind. I would have died trying to protect her or would have fought like hell when they separated us. Rayne was my mate and I could clearly see the bond between her and Conner wasn’t as strong was what ours is and no wonder she fully gave herself to me without hesitation after he left. I’m starting to wonder if there is really even is a bond between the two of them or if this is another one of his mother’s spells. Finally, the cabin came into view, and I was so happy to get out of the confines of the SUV. My wolf did not like being in the cage of the vehicle and wanted to be set free to find his mate but I needed him to cool it till we found out information from Conner’s mother. Hunter escort

Rayne’s POV Sarah and I went over my mother’s spell that Sarah had kept all these years. It seemed doable but we were going to need a lot of power to pull off this spell. I was new to being a witch but I had the locket with the moon stone and with the help of my ancestors I am sure we could free Christopher from this prison that my mother’s ex-mate condemned him to. “Sarah how many of the men here are warlocks?” I asked her and she began to count. “I believe ten of them are and the rest are of demon blood.” She tells me. “Will they help in freeing the Master?” I asked her, hoping that the men would stand by him. “Yes, they will stand by him. They took an oath to the Master.” She says and I am happy to hear this because the more power we conjure the better the chance we have to take this wall down that holds him here. The plan was made and tomorrow after breakfast Sarah would gather the men and we together will teach them the spell and then before dinner we will go to the w