Pustaka
Cari
Beranda / Werewolf / Born of Moon and Magic / CHAPTER 34

Share

CHAPTER 34

Penulis: Annabel Everly
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-21 14:59:32

Armida's pov

The feast went on long after the last of the oaths were given, the fire built back up until it threw shadows halfway across the courtyard, food passed hand to hand faster than anyone could really taste it. Someone had produced a fiddle from somewhere — I never did see who — and it drew half the courtyard into something that wasn't quite dancing but wasn't far from it either, boots scuffing dirt, someone's laugh rising too loud and then embarrassed into a cough.

I stayed at the edg
Lanjutkan membaca buku ini secara gratis
Pindai kode untuk mengunduh Aplikasi
Bab sebelumnya Bab selanjutnya
Bab Terkunci

Bab terbaru

  • Born of Moon and Magic   CHAPTER 63

    Armida's POVHe didn't move at first, not right away. His hand stayed flat against my stomach, and I felt the fight still happening inside him, felt it in the coiled tension of his arms, in the way his breath came shallow and uneven against my shoulder. For a long moment I thought he might actually find the strength to pull back.Then his mouth found the curve of my neck, and every thought in my head went white and silent."Armida." My name, broken in half. "If I kiss you, I don't think I stop at kissing.""I'm not asking you to stop."He made a sound low in his throat, something between a groan and a growl, and turned me in the circle of his arms until I was facing him, water sloshing over the edge of the tub, ice cubes bumping against our skin and forgotten. His eyes had gone entirely gold, no brown left in them at all, and for the first time since I'd known him, I saw his control simply give way, like something long dammed finally breaking loose.His mouth came down on mine, and it

  • Born of Moon and Magic   CHAPTER 62

    Armida's POVBy the time we reached the house, the heat had stopped being a feeling and become a kind of weather.It lived under my skin and behind my eyes, pressing at me from the inside. Demetrius didn't ask before he swept me up somewhere near the porch steps, and I didn't argue. Everywhere his arms held me, the burning eased. Everywhere they didn't, it flared, so I turned my face into his chest and breathed him in, pine and sweat and something darker underneath, and for a few stairs I forgot how to be embarrassed about it.In the bathroom, he set me down on the cold tile and turned the tap on full. Water thundered into the tub. "Stay here," he said, and the second his hands left me I understood exactly how much they had been holding back."Demetrius." It came out cracked."Thirty seconds. Ice." His eyes met mine, gold shot through the brown, his jaw locked so hard a muscle jumped in it. "I'm not going anywhere. I swear it."He was back in less than that, with a bucket of ice from

  • Born of Moon and Magic   CHAPTER 61

    Armida's POVSomething felt off by midafternoon, and I couldn't put a name to it.It wasn't sick, exactly. No chills, no ache, nothing my body recognized as illness. It was more like being too aware of my own skin, restless in a way that made sitting still feel like a chore. I had already changed clothes twice, convinced each time that the fabric was the problem, before admitting to myself that the fabric wasn't the problem.Lilith noticed before I said anything, which shouldn't have surprised me. She noticed everything, pregnant or not."You're flushed," she said, setting a stack of tiny folded onesies on the table between us, the spoils from our shopping trip finally getting sorted. "Have been all day.""It's warm.""Armida, there's frost on the grass every morning." She gave me a look that was equal parts amused and knowing, the kind that made me want to change the subject immediately. "How are you feeling? Really.""Restless. Hot, but not fever hot." I pressed the back of my hand

  • Born of Moon and Magic   CHAPTER 60

    Demetrius' POVI woke before she did, the way I always did now — some old instinct refusing to let me sleep past the point of usefulness, even with her weight warm and solid against my chest and every reason in the world to stay exactly where I was.She hadn't moved much in the night. Her hand was still half-tangled in my shirt where she'd fallen asleep tracing the scar along my ribs, fingers gone slack around the fabric. I lay there a long moment just watching her breathe, the furrow between her brows finally smoothed out for once, none of the wariness she carried around during daylight hours making it into her sleep.I thought about the scar she'd asked about. Later, I'd told her, and meant it — not as a deflection, just as a fact. Some stories needed daylight and a clear head, not wine and a storm and her half-conscious against my chest. That one especially. It wasn't a story I'd told anyone who wasn't already bleeding when they heard it.She stirred around mid-morning, and I watc

  • Born of Moon and Magic   CHAPTER 59

    Armida's POVI didn't plan on drinking that night. It just sort of happened, glass by glass, until I'd lost count somewhere after the fourth.The wine had been sitting in the pantry since my parents' visit — Cleo, if I remembered right, had shown up with three bottles "for the table" and then spent the whole week too busy crying and shopping to actually open any of them. Nobody had touched it since. I told myself that made it fair game.The first glass was for the rogues. The second was for the way Demetrius's face had gone careful-blank when Jackson said the word, like he was deciding in real time how much of it I was allowed to carry. By the third, I wasn't really keeping track of what each glass was for anymore, just that the couch had gotten softer and the world had gone a little warm and loose at the edges, and that felt like an improvement.I was still there, half-curled into the cushions with the bottle dangerously close to empty, when Demetrius came down from wherever he'd dis

  • Born of Moon and Magic   CHAPTER 58

    Demetrius' POVThe trail started clean and then didn't.Three sets of tracks, evenly spaced, moving with the deliberate patience of something that wanted to be found eventually — just not yet. Jackson crouched at the second marker, jaw tight, running his fingers along a scuff in the bark where a shoulder had brushed too close."Not sloppy," he said. "Not pack-trained either. Something in between."I already knew that. My wolf had known it the second the scent hit — something matted, uneven, less like discipline and more like hunger wearing discipline as a coat. Lone wolves didn't move like this. Lone wolves didn't move in threes with this kind of restraint."How long have they been circling?""Third pass this week, going by the marker damage. First two, we chalked up to drifters testing wards out of habit." Jackson stood, wiping his palm on his jeans like the bark had left something on it he didn't want. "This one's different. They didn't run from patrol. They waited long enough for p

Bab Lainnya

Anda juga akan menyukai

Jelajahi dan baca novel bagus secara gratis
Akses gratis ke berbagai novel bagus di aplikasi GoodNovel. Unduh buku yang kamu suka dan baca di mana saja & kapan saja.
Baca buku gratis di Aplikasi
Pindai kode untuk membaca di Aplikasi
DMCA.com Protection Status