All Chapters of Tag: Chasing the Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I wake up slowly, one sense at a time.First is sound, a whirring susurration. A low, steady hum. Constant and consistent. For a while, I think it might just be my own heartbeat. It takes several more senses coming online for me to figure out what it is.The second sense is taste. A sour, stale taste in my mouth. The taste of your mouth after you’ve vomited and then fallen asleep without brushing your teeth.The third sense is smell. A clean, antiseptic smell of a place that is well cleaned and artificial. It’s then that I realize that something isn’t right.It’s not that I think that I’m in danger. No, it’s more like I’m not where I expect to be. I had expected to still be in the woods. To smell earth and damp and fresh air.It’s then that I start to feel. Not just the aches and pains of the long journey that I’ve undergone. It’s also the feeling of a cushion beneath me. A bed? And the feeling of cool, almost cold air.Finally, my eyes flutter open. And that’s when my

I hate this place. I have to get out of here. I have to get further away. Away from America. Down into Mexico and even further. I can’t allow them to find me. I know that I’m in Texas, the entire length of the country between me. The monsters that I was running away from are back in Montana. The only regret that I have is that I left my mother… I’m lost in thought, wishing that I had been able to get my mother out with me. Knowing that she had been punished for her part in my escape. Knowing that I’ll never see her again. And that she’s likely dead. Those thoughts are in my head when I hear the latch on the door release and it starts to open. Immediately, I scramble up onto my feet, my hackles raised and my lips pulled back from my teeth as I wait to see who comes in. But the second that the door opens, I smell him. The scent of the antiseptic that is used in this place intensifies and burns my nose. But nearly as

The clothes smell like him and that gives me some comfort. My wolf seems to settle from the rattling that she had been causing in my head. Understandably, she had gone insane when she was forced back inside of my body and unable to shift back. It scared the shit out of me. I mean, Caleb had already explained to me that he was part witch. That was something I knew from the week that he kept coming into my room. I knew that he was capable of great things, being the son of the former High Priestess and the brother of the next High Priestess of the Mother coven. There is a lot of magick inside of him.I had no idea, though, that he could force me to shift. That he could paralyze me. That scared me. I’d been held down against my will for years. Unable to move, unable to leave. It’s been like that since my father died. Since the day that we were taken. And the fact that Caleb could do it without even breaking a sweat…it scared me.I had promised myself that I wouldn’

“Demi, what are you doing?” I ask as I laugh at our triplets playing together. Calix is flying through the air, trying out his wings. Is he super graceful? Not at all. Is he coordinated? Nope. But is he going higher and further than he has before? Absolutely. I’m proud of our little guy. Demetrios is pulling what looks like an invisible rope to try and pull Calix back down to the ground. He’s gaining powers left and right and Apollo, who just did their nine-month check ups seems to think that the fact that they each have two siblings with various powers have shown them different things that it is possible for them to do. Of course, the second that Brison sees what Demetrios is doing, he comes to help his brother, Calix, and jumps right on top of Demetrios. It sends Demetrios and Brison flying head over heels into a pile of pillows that I put on the floor, (JoJo loves decorative pillows), and Calix is somewhat slingshot into the air, higher t

Holy shit, this is so damn hot. Alex’s mouth on my cock, JoJo’s pussy strangling my finger sheathed inside of her. All I need is a connection to Hermes. I turn to him as she starts to settle. “Kiss me, Hermes.” He turns to me, the cocky grin that is usually on his face completely wiped away by a dazed, lust-filled look. His left hand comes around and pulls my head towards his. The kiss isn’t well coordinated. It’s sloppy and wet and exactly what I wanted. Hermes given over to his carnal desires. No attempts at being sexy, he doesn’t need them. No trying to look good and self-assured, he doesn’t need to do that either. I just need him. I moan into Hermes’ mouth as Alex sinks even lower on my cock, my finger going into JoJo all the way down to the knuckle. She moans again, low and loud. “I need a cock inside of me.” Both of us turn to her, our eyes laser focused on her. Even Alex stops moving on me and loo