All Chapters of Seducing The Bloodmoon Princess : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I’m not proud of what happened on the train with Albert. That’s not the kind of behavior I would typically take part in. I chalked it up to this unexplained way these males short-circuit my brain without a mate bond or their powers at play. I at least managed to shut that down before it went too far, much to the ire of my vagina. She’ll survive. If Pam stays overnight with Malcolm, I can handle things myself when I get home. No man necessary. The heavy petting and hickey aside, the train ride gave me a meaningful insight into who Albert is. His connection to Auðr was cool. Albert has a passion for music, even if he never pursued it as a career because his grandmother didn’t consider music a career. My heart broke for him when he told me he never knew his mother and his father was an absentee drunk. That explained what he meant when he said he lacked faith in humanity. I still think it was his father, Gustav, who turned Albert. He can live his immortal life in denial if he likes. I,

I won’t commit matricide. I won’t commit matricide. This has become my mantra since Scorcha showed her whore-self at the Order weeks ago. I know it’s a case of the pot calling the kettle black. I’ve fucked my way around the world for centuries. The difference is I have standards. Scorcha doesn’t. Example A: she slept with my father. It takes a special kind of stupid and horny for that shit. And now, she openly flaunts that she’s fucking Eliezer at the least and has some freaky mommy kink shit going on with Azer around the Order. Why do I know this when I avoid being at the Order’s headquarters? Because the fuckers have been having a MANDATORY WEEKLY roll call. All members within North America, for species able to teleport or within an 8-hour drive for those who can’t, are required to show up once a week and report to their faction leader to be marked as present—failure to report results in being fetched and locked up for a month. Paxton is serving week three for missing one of Scor

Something wasn’t right. No, I don’t mean the overall hole in my heart knowing Hana was on the other side of the country where we couldn’t even write to her. I can worry about that later. Hana and the mixed feelings we likely all have about her aren’t a priority right now. Aidan is. He went to the Order this morning to report to one of Scorcha’s roll calls and hasn’t returned. While each leader’s meetings vary in length, this was getting ridiculous. He’s been gone for seven hours and twenty-six minutes. Something bad has happened. I can feel it. I’m not the only one either. Albert has been pacing for the last five hours with worry. Our eyes connected as he paced toward my side of the den. At that moment, we both silently agreed: Time was up. We would fetch our friend, and someone would pay if he were hurt. “All right. We’re going.” I nodded, standing. “About fucking time. I swear to Cain, Lilith, the Creator, Moon Goddess, God, or whatever fucking being is listening if anyone ha

It made sense why Paxton looked like shit. I had only been in that cell for a few hours and felt drained. Even while weak, I was still smug when Scorcha came to fetch me. I knew by the annoyed look on her face why she was there. It wasn’t to try and mess with me. Isak and Albert had come, and for all their big talk, Azer and Eliezer knew they weren’t a match for my friends. I hadn’t been strong enough to gloat at Paxton or the trio of fuckwits. I was just relieved to see my friends. I knew they would come for me. I felt no shame in being rescued or leaning on them for support. That’s what friends, nay family is for. Isak and Albert are my true family—blood of the covenant and all that. I was too tired to care about where Isak took us. I faintly registered that we were at DKE. I know I saw Malcolm gently shooing Pam back into his room to help get me to a room. At some point, someone brought me food and water. That’s right, the fuckers didn’t even give me water while holding me priso

Is going to Portland a bad move? Maybe. Is going necessary? That depends on your perspective. To most people, probably not. To us, most definitely. Knowing this pup was a forgettable lay doesn’t make his presence near Hana more acceptable. I accept that going to Portland could draw the Order’s eye, but I’m out of fucks for anyone and anything that stands between us and Hana. Fuck the Order. Fuck the Kinsley family. Fuck this bet. We haven’t all voiced this, but I know my friends. We all feel the same way. We’ve told the Order we quit. If they don’t accept that, I’m prepared to not only burn bridges but blow them the fuck up. I don’t have any need or desire to be in the Order. I only joined it because Aidan and Isak were involved. Joining ensured they wouldn’t need to keep secrets from me. Aidan lost any reason to be involved when his tenuous relationship with his dad ended. Isak’s the only one with blood in the Order. I don’t know how Jerahameel will take Isak’s leave from the