All Chapters of Bound by the moonlight.: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

TROY’S POV. “Wake up, Wake up,” someone called out while slapping my cheek gently to bring me back to consciousness.“Troy, wake up,” the voice called out again softly. I opened my eyes to see two blurring figures right next to me. I covered my ears in pain as a sharp piercing pain went through my ears. My world felt like it was constantly spinning and I felt very drowsy, almost like I was about to lose consciousness again.“It’s okay, Troy. It’s only going to be for a couple of minutes and you will be fine again,” this time I recognized the voice belonging to Blue, only then did I realize that she was kneeling by my side holding me close to her chest while whispering some prayers.After a while, I quickly started to recover noticing a significant increase in my energy and I sat up on the ground looking at my hands and legs, they looked so different, strange even, I had grown my body hair in the last hour than I have in my entire life. “What happened to me,” I said in shock, looking

EMILY’S POV. “What happened to you?” I asked as I stared at Alex watching his body in the shower. He turned to look at him in shock, obviously, he was not expecting anyone today in his home, much less in the bathroom. “What are you doing here?” he asked harshly, turning off the showers. I turned my gaze to the other side of the room giving him some privacy. “You can turn,” he said. I turned to see he had already tied his towel around his waist. I looked at his hard built body, scanning his body features when he interrupted me “My eyes are up here,” he said with a smirk. “I am sorry, " I replied, blushing hard red. “What are you doing here? I was not expecting to see you today, “ he said while using the towel in his hands to dry his hair. It was very distracting watching his biceps moving up and down, I wonder if he was aware of how sexy he looked half naked. Alex cleared his throat bringing back my attention to him.“I left my bag in your place and I came to collect it,” I sa

EMILY’S POV. I felt a strong arm wrapped around me as I prepared to get up from bed. Alex drew me closer to his body and murmured in my ears, “Good morning sunshine,” I smiled at him as he planted a light kiss on my lips and asked “Hope you slept well ?” He asked. dma“Yes, I did,” I answered while rubbing my hands through his hard chest.“I bet you slept better than you did the last time you slept over,” Alex said, winking at me.I could feel the heat rising very fast in my chest and I responded softly “Yeah, it was better than last time,” “I am glad you did,” Alex said, pulling me in for a long hug. “Do you want me to make your morning as beautiful as last night?” Alex asked with a smug look.“I won’t mind,” I said blushing hot red.“Then your wish is my command, my lady,” Alex said. He removed the cover of the duvet which I used to cover my naked body and started stroking my breast. He placed his mouth on my boobs, capturing one of my nipples, licking it with his tongue befor

BLUE’S POV. The next day, we all sat in the woods where the beast had reportedly been seen for the last couple of months, this was the spot where we had found most of the dead bodies. We sat quietly and patiently waiting for the beast, Xena had brought the fifteen strongest soldiers along with us even though I insisted we do not put more men's lives at risk because we didn't know how smart and dangerous this beast was. I went to the cage where Troy was kept, he was barely conscious but it would only be a matter of minutes before he became very deadly again. It was safer to keep him here than in the open or else he might kill everyone in this vicinity before the beast has a chance to do so.“Hi baby,” I said, stroking his fur but he snapped at me. Well, that was expected, he has no idea who he is at the moment, not even I, his mate. The beast has to show up soon or I might lose him to his magic. “How is he holding on,” Xena asked while walking in our direction. I turned to face h

BLUE’S POV.The last time I had this gathering was when I had lost my dad. Now here I was, standing once again with different people, most of whom knew nothing about Alex. I hated funerals, they reminded us of how easily life could snatch people who were very important to us, it reminded us of how weak we were against death, and how no amount of crying and begging could bring our dead loved ones back to life. I watched as the priestess said the final prayers, we each dropped a single flower into the casket saying our last goodbyes to him. I felt strong anger run through my veins as his body was covered with sand. …from dust we came, to dust we shall return……I shake my head, these people will have to pay for what they did to ask, and I will not stop until I bring every one of them to justice. I stood by the graveyard while everyone left, Troy gave me a warm hug before leaving, understanding I needed alone time with him. I stand in silence, wondering how I was not able to see it,