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Thirty Seven

Author: Lana Tyrsen
last update Last Updated: 2023-01-17 09:59:40

Haden and Susanna burst out, immediately shifting and lunging for the unkempt, rough looking Lycan who held Cyrus' limp form, its maw still closed around his bright red throat.

As its eyes fell on the three of us, the crazed, rabid kind of look in them was clear, making both Haden and Susanna pause. No wolf or Lycan wanted to get too close to that.

Susanna reacted quickly still, reaching for a floor lamp and ripping off its shade, spearing the beast before it even had the chance to react. It fell to the floor a moment later, beside Cyrus, who was clearly already gone.

I let out a horrified-sounding sob, and Haden was beside me in an instant, in human form again, his arms wrapping me tightly and his chest blocking the scene from my sight.

"Goddess.. Cyrus.." Susanna breathed, sounding shocked and heartbroken, as tears began to stream down my face. I shook my head in disbelief. I'd only meet him once, but he'd been so warm, so kind..

Haden squeezed me as he stroked my hair gently,
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  • The Lost Royal   Seventy Three

    It felt like the longest walk imaginable. None of us wanted to turn around, and for them, it would do no good anyway. They apparently couldn't see.. whoever.. or whatever, that was. We tried to walk briskly, but without panic. All of us knew far too well how a predators' chase instinct worked, and if there was any chance at all that we were currently seen as prey.. A sudden chill ran through me at the thought, and Haden squeezed my hand gently in reassurance, but without breaking his stride. None of us spoke a single word for the rest of the walk, and there was a palpable wave of relief that washed through all of us as we reached the rear door of the packhouse. Haden opened the door and allowed Laila and Cole in first, his other hand still in mine as he watched behind us. After ushering me through, he followed, then closed and locked the door behind. I couldn't help but try to stare through the glass panes on either side of the door, the second it closed and the lock clicked into p

  • The Lost Royal   Seventy Two

    As dusk began to fall outside, and I began to run out of questions for Mathilde - at least for now, Laila cleared her throat and stood. "I should get you back before dark," she said as she began gathering up the teacups and pot from the table, "Or Saxon'll come demanding my head." She shot me an amused grin, and we both laughed. "He means well," I said softly, and she nodded, understanding. "I know, mine are the same," she said, her voice full of warmth for her mates, "Eventually they learned that I can handle myself well enough, I'm sure Saxon and Haden will too.. maybe," she laughed as she added the last word, and disappeared into the inner room with the dishes."Oh, they'll have to," Mathilde said with a subtle look of amusement in her eyes, and maybe even a little bit of fondness in her voice. "I can already see so much of your Mother in you," she continued, "You'll be a force to be reckoned with, no doubt."I blushed at that, after everything she'd told me about my Mother, Quee

  • The Lost Royal   Seventy One

    "You could try," Elyanna suggested tentatively, just as I felt Ceridwen stir in the deepest recesses of my mind once more. Even at such a distance, I could sense her strong feeling of reluctance. "Try what?" I asked, my voice unsteady, and both elder womens' stares snapped sharply to me. Elyanna opened her mouth to explain, seeming almost as reluctant as Ceridwen had felt before she'd slunk away into nothingness once more, but Mathilde caught her eye, shaking her head. "I can.. read people's beasts. Even communicate with them directly, but if she is unwilling.." she said after a long moment, and I nodded understanding.'Ceridwen?' I called to her gently, within my mind, but it was met with only hollow, empty silence. "I don't think she.." I began to explain, pausing as Mathilde pursed her lips and nodded, as though she'd fully expected the negative response. "What's wrong with her?" I asked, finding it impossible to keep a worried tremble from my voice, "Could she be hurt? The pois

  • The Lost Royal   Seventy

    I barely noticed the look of approval that was exchanged between the other three women, unable to tear my focus away from Saxon. I should have been angry. Hell, I should have furious, that he would try and take that decision away from me. And yet.. I couldn't be. All I felt in that moment was a pure, intense and unfathomable rush of love for him, and how hard he tried to protect me. My eyes welled up as they met his, and I could see all of his raw emotions in them. His love, his rage, his fear.. all of it, so intense and unbridled. But still, I shook my head. "I have to, Sax. I have to try," I said gently, yet stubbornly. I knew I couldn't give in, not to this. I needed to know. He shook his head and opened his mouth to argue, but Elyanna spoke first. "It is my abilities that might be able to remove this block from her mind, but Mathilde's might be able to reveal things.. in other ways," she said carefully, with a unreadable look exchanged with other elder women. "Is it safer?" Sa

  • The Lost Royal   Sixty Nine

    My instincts were immediately to argue, to defend Mama, yet a glance from Saxon made me hesitate. She had lied. About a lot. Mostly to protect me, or at least I'd thought so, but there were many lies, all the same. "Three?" I repeated, a little shocked by that, and the two elder women nodded in unison. "But.. I don't remember.." I said, knowing that Lycans had developed memories much younger than that. Surely werewolves weren't so dissimilar? I'd always believed as a child that my later memory development was a human thing. But of course, that turned out to not be true, either. "Shouldn't I remember?" I asked, and Elyanna and Mathilde both nodded again. "Yes," Mathilde said gravely, shooting a pointed look at Elyanna, "You should remember.""Tilda," Elyanna said, a warning obvious in her tone, but Mathilde brushed it off, arguing. "Ely," she responded, mimicking both the familiarity and tone. "She needs to remember," she continued, though Elyanna shook her head in disagreement. "Wh

  • The Lost Royal   Sixty Eight

    Laila and Saxon moved towards the doorway, but I hesitated, blinking in surprise. "Before the fall?" I repeated, confused, but Elyanna only motioned me inside again, with a polite, "If you would please, Luna Ava."I frowned, but followed the other inside, exchanging a glance with Saxon, though his look was unreadable. Looking around, I saw that Laila was right, they had made the cabin very cosy, especially for what would have been a dusty, disused building as recently as a week ago. It was now filled with unusual furniture, colourful blankets and tapestries, and a diverse array of candles, crystals, and trinkets, some of which seemed quite purposeful, while others seemed purely decorative. My curiosity-filled staring was interrupted by another woman entering from an inner room, carrying a tray of teacups, and a steaming teapot. She set them on a table in the centre, and seated herself on one of the couches, motioning for us to do the same. "Come, sit," she said, it sounding like ne

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