All Chapters of Lycans of Lunar Isle: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

OpheliaI dragged Kimberly along with me as we exited the temple through the side door.The ebony snakes still writhed over her skin, their fangs sunken deep into her flesh. Little streams of dried blood were caked to her arms, throat, and shoulders. She tried to fight against them, but it was futile. They were feeding on my blood. Morningstar blood.It would take a long while for them to tire.Gazing down towards the front of the building, I spotted the guests fleeing from the chapel. They moved in droves, trampling the finely manicured grass in their attempt to make it to the parking lot.I veered left, towards the dense forest. No one would think to head that way. The guests would inevitably flock towards the fire trucks and ambulances packed with healers that were likely already on the way.“I’d say it’s a shame your pretty wedding dress is now stained with your blood, but I don’t particularly care. In fact, I don’t feel much of anything at all.”The closer we neared to the forest

OpheliaKimberly continued to curse me to hell and back while the demon dragged itself from the portal. She was very creative with her threats, which ranged from drowning all the way down to beheading and flaying me alive.With that tenacity she should have no problem controlling the demon.I unfurled my fingers around the timer and pressed the button, starting the countdown.Rapping my knuckles on the door, I shouted. “Thirty minutes, Kimberly. Tick-tock.”I could tell the moment the demon fully emerged from the portal. Kimberly’s brazen threats were cut off by an ear-piercing scream, the kind you saw in horror movies. I listened with my ear against the door.“Ophelia!”“What is this—”“GET AWAY FROM ME!”I rolled my eyes and exhaled through my nostrils. Was that her plan of action? To yell at it to death? Unless the demon had unnaturally sensitive hearing I was almost positive that wouldn’t work.Quickly realizing there was a gap in between the doors, I peered through it and into th

OpheliaI spun around. “Wards. You think wards are going to keep me in here? I’ll drain them just like I drained the dark spell Kimberly placed on Jude.”“That’s if you can find them all, which you won’t.” Jude rolled his lower lip between his teeth. The bond unfurled in my chest. I barely bit back the pathetic whine that threatened to leave me. “I missed hearing you say my name.”Ryker cleared his throat. His hands were clasped behind his back, making him even more imposing than he already was. It didn’t help that his dress shirt and slacks did nothing to conceal the muscled body that hid beneath.“I didn’t take a stand before, but I should have. We should have claimed you the second the bond snapped into place, because you’re all that matters, Ophelia. Not Kimberly. Not the idiotic deal I’d made with her. I fucked up by letting you think otherwise. You might end up hating me more, but this is me taking a stand.” He clenched his jaw, the muscles within twitching. “You aren’t leaving

OpheliaWaltzing to the shelves of liquor he grabbed three off the first and began pouring random amounts into a large cup. I turned away at that point and leaned against the bar, scanning the basement for any familiar faces.The locator spell wanted me to head straight through the crowd towards the large fighting ring in the center of the room.Standing on my toes, I was immediately slammed into by a group of girls.I righted myself just in time, and bit down on my tongue to keep from lashing out. There were times I swore the potion I took nightly increased my anger. Perhaps that was another side effect.Standing front and center in a group of seven girls total was Diana, Chloe, and Gemma.They looked awful. All three had dark circles around their eyes and looked a good twenty pounds lighter.Before I could say a word the three of them paled, draining of blood until their faces were the color of cold marble. Chloe began to tremble, and Gemma looked as if she were going to vomit. Sens

OpheliaThe dickhead was right.The moment he stepped away, melting into the crowd, my mind began to race. Jude had been in the fighting ring the first time I laid eyes on him. The brutality of his fight had been both terrifying and beautiful. Would it be Ryker in the ring tonight? Or would it be Jude?I had a feeling they’d be using the remaining members of Diana’s coven. It wouldn’t surprise me if they punished them publicly to try and earn my forgiveness. Too bad it wouldn’t work.The only asses I wanted to kick were Ryker and Jude’s.I made a mental note to add that to my list.Half an hour later the lights flicked off, plunging the entire club into darkness. The music went down in volume until I could hear the excited chatter coming from the crowd.The fighting ring flared to life beneath the stage lights. A young guy with a mohawk stepped into the light. His voice rang with magic, the volume eclipsing that of the music.“Humans, Witches, and Wolves!” The murmuring died down. “We