All Chapters of My Mate; My bully: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Kerry watched Cynthia walk past him in the living room of his home, as if she wasn't the answer to all of his problems. She stopped at the door, a quizzical look on her face. "Are you coming?" she asked.He nodded. "Yeah, of course, I'm just shocked to see you. I'm glad you came."She smirked. "Of course. You all did release me when I was in need of saving. What would God do to me if I didn't return the favor?""Right. Well," he said, clearing his throat. "I shifted back there, and left it on the ground. "I'm sure one of the other wolves grabbed it.""Let's go then."Kerry walked Cynthia toward the pack house, where obvious chaos was happening inside.Numerous wolves yelled and screamed at one another, arguing about what Kerry assumed was the hellhounds.Alpha Davis voice broke through the chaos as Kerry stepped onto the front porch. "Everyone shut up. We're not going to do this today. We will find this witch so she can help us save Demetria and be done with this. I don't care about

“Knock on her door”, Kerry’s wolf insisted for the fifth time.Kerry groaned, and covered his eyes with his forearm. He'd been hoping to hear Cynthia get up, so he could ask her how everything was going, but the house had been quiet all morning.Not that his wolf hadn't demanded he get up for the past forty minutes. Slowly, Kerry got out of bed, and took a shower, giving her plenty of time to make an appearance. He walked out of his room, tugging on a t-shirt and jumped when he saw her sitting at the bar.He stopped. "How long have you been up?"She smiled, stirring what he assumed was coffee in one of his mugs. "Hours."He hissed beneath his breath. "I didn't hear you get up, so I took my time. I've been dying to know if you've come up with anything." Kerry walked around, and poured himself a cup of coffee, trying to keep his eagerness from turning pushy."Any luck on the sand?" he asked from across the bar.Cynthia's smile faltered, and she sighed heavily. "Yeah, and it's not good n

Her scent lingered as Kerry was sucked from Demetria's arms and back into his bedroom. He gasped loudly, his palms slamming against the mattress and his head spinning. He leaned over the bed, trying to regain himself, but vomit pushed up his throat.He wasn't sure if it was from the hurt his wolf was experiencing or the aftermath of being tossed into a different dimension. It didn't make Kerry any difference. Either way, he hurt deep down.Seeing her, holding her, knowing she missed him and wanted him. It all avalanches down on his heart, bruising it even more than before, which seemed impossible. How could he possibly hurt any more than he already did? Could he go through any more torment before his wolf broke into a million pieces? He wasn't sure.Kerry fell to the floor, onto all fours, and let his head hang low as he coughed to catch his breath. Cynthia walked over and bent down beside him."You're going to be okay. It's just a little side effect."Kerry sat back on his knees and

Jane lifted a light brow toward her hairline and smirked. "You want me to climb the tree and capture the bird?"Cynthia smiled. "I do. Kerry seems to think that you deserve to take out the bird and wants the warlock to see you do it."Jane leaned against the railing of the porch and smiled up at the tree where the lyrebird watched. "I'm down for that. What's the plan?"Cynthia lifted a satchel and shook it. "I have everything to perform our spell, and once the bird is focused on us, you'll climb the tree and use this knapsack to capture it."Jane took the empty knapsack and looped the strap around her wrist. "Do we think this is going to work?" Jane asked. "As badly as I hate to admit it, I think the bird is smarter than we think."Cynthia shrugged. "It's worth a shot," she suggested. "Let's go ahead and head down there."Kerry fell in step behind the girls as they chatted. Cynthia had a way about her that made everyone seem special and important. Kerry didn't mind having her around

Kerry stared at the bird as he shifted forms while chills danced up and down his spine. Dead? Jack and Ivory were dead. Demetria was stuck in limbo.Kerry pressed his palm against the nearest chest of drawers and took a deep breath.Cynthia touched Kerry's shoulder. "It's okay, Kerry. We can still save her. We have something the warlock needs to see us, and she won't be able to follow us around." She turned Kerry to face her and braced both palms on his shoulders. "This doesn't mean anything but that they can't get to us as quickly as they would like. They most likely need the full moon to leave that plane. Everything is okay. Breathe."Kerry's wolf began to pace and run circles of confusion."What are we going to do now, Cynthia? How do you kill someone that is already dead?"Cynthia stepped back and gestured toward the door, away from the bird and its glowing red eyes. It shifted a few more times, different voices pouring out of it like a broken record. Cynthia shut the door and wal