All Chapters of The Luna's Vampire Prince: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

*Ainslee*I was wrong. The call of the bearskin rug was just too much for him.It is late morning, and Rafe was finally asleep, having ravaged me, repeatedly, on the bearskin rug. I enjoy the warmth of the fire as I drowsily watch the flames.Clever fingers tiptoe up my arm. Goosebumps rise on my skin.“You’re out of your mind…” I whisper, turning my face into Rafe’s neck and kissing it.“You drive me insane,” Rafe murmurs. His eyes aren’t even open, and he’s randy for me again. I can feel it over our connection.“Ra-afe…” I whine. “Later, I promise. I promise I’ll let you do whatever you want to me later. But a woman needs to bathe. And eat. And sit on war councils.”Rafe’s eyes open. “War councils?”“Well, we’re having one, aren’t we?” I ask.Rafe plays with my long hair. It’s going to take forever to get the knots out. “Karl said the Alphas haven’t all arrived yet. So… I guess all we can do is… wait.” He gives me a lusty grin.“Oh, no you don’t!” I say. “Rafe Poe, you are going to

*Rafe*Two hours was not nearly enough time, especially since we had to stop to pack. I can still feel Ainslee’s mouth on my dick as I ride next to her on horseback. It makes for a bit of an uncomfortable ride.Karl rides at the head of the Alphas and us, just behind a sea of troops. With every community we pass in Longclaw, a handful of troops peel off, but thanks to Ainslee’s grassroots idea, we lose few from the throng. Since we had brought order to the area, most of the villagers aare now healthy–in fighting form, one could say. They are not only willing, but eager, to defend their homes and laud Karl, Ainslee, and me as we pass.Craig is taking notes. I can tell. He seems genuinely surprised and impressed by the kind of loyalty Karl, Ainslee, and I command in the Longclaw territory.“Ironclaw can be just like this,” Craig mumbles to himself behind us. “I know it can.”Karl turns on his horse to look at the younger Alpha. “You mustered four hundred good soldiers when they could h

*Ainslee*My body slams into the ginormous hybrid standing over Rafe, knocking him sideways. I shake myself, and so does the other wolf, both of us feeling that one.The gray wolf then rounds on me and lets out a spine-tingling howl.“Oh dear,” the vampire on the ground who is missing an arm says. “You’ve upset Randall.”Randall? Well ‘Randall’ was about to kill my mate. I’m not really sorry for upsetting Randall.‘You will be sorry, bitch,’ Randall inserts in my mind.I am a Luna Queen, so I suppose I can mind-link with just about everyone, whether I want to or not. I don’t think I’m broadcasting again, though. No one else seems to be paying us any mind.‘I’m an Alpha, you waste of space,’ Randall snaps. ‘I’m going to END you!’“Randall, she’s a woman. Really, do you think you ought to be fighting her?” the vampire on the ground complains as we circle each other.Randall growls low in his throat.“I guess you do think so,” the vampire says.‘Ainslee, get out of here!’ Rafe yells in m

*Ainslee*Rafe lowers his hand as far as can still be considered decent onto the small of my back and holds me closer as a second song begins. Tipsy troops are singing along, and couples dancing surround the tall bonfire in the courtyard.This song is faster, not the slow one they were playing before for the lovers, but Rafe doesn’t seem to care. He keeps swaying us around at an unhurried pace.“Have we made enough of an appearance yet?” he asks after the third song dies down.“Yes, probably,” I say. “But we still have a little problem.” I glance down.“What are you calling ‘little’?” Rafe protests.I swallow. “Certainly nothing I feel pricking me.”“That’s right.” Rafe moves so I’m between him and the fire, and we slip off into the garden a bit so that we are alone. No one can see when Rafe takes my hand and cups it around his trouser-covered dick. “Solve the problem,” he says, daring me with a raised eyebrow.“Here?!” I gasp, looking around. I can still see people in the distance.

*Geoffrey*I cough as dust swirls up from sweeping the front step of the bakery. The smell of bread wafts out through the door, and my stomach grumbles. But I will only get a stale crust of three-day-old bread if I do a good job today.Yesterday, I did not get any bread.It wasn’t my fault. A merchant’s daughter scuffed mud on the steps just as I finished cleaning them. The baker came out, saw the mud, beat me, and sent me away.I’ve promised to do a better job today.I scrub the broom around the edges of the steps and in the cracks with all my might.It’s cold in Lycan’s Howl, a town very far to the north in the Rallegrad Kingdom. It’s colder still because it’s winter, and I have only the threadbare shirt and pants I’m wearing now. I have no jacket. I have no shoes. Both of these are luxuries I cannot afford.Tonight, if I am lucky, the other raggedy people who live on the streets will allow me to share their fire for a few moments. But as a half-breed lycan/vampire, it is unlikely.