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19. Goodbyes
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The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 20. Ghosts of the past
(ELYN) The sun was warm on my skin, and the breeze was toasty. I could feel Ares's look on my back, piercing me as I walked away. He was almost burning holes in my fucking head, and I had an itch to turn back and show my middle finger, but I didn't. My legs felt weak. I didn't want to go. I knew that there were even cruel, terrible things outside the Turquoise Falls and that was why I stayed there. Because... I knew. I had tried walking away from Turquoise Falls once, and it didn't go as planned. If it wasn't for one brutish, hot-tempered stranger, I would have long been dead. My heart burned and my eyes, too, and I didn't know why I was so angry, or why I felt like stomping through the woods, but I did. As I walked further into the woods, I took in a deep breath, trying so hard not to scream or sob or march back and rip Ares's throat out. "Stop thinking too much about that idiot," I thought to myself as I walked further inside the waiting arms of trees, until I was surrounded
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 21. Half truths and Lies
(ARES) I should feel happy. She was finally gone. This was what I had wanted the moment I realized she wasn't the woman I wanted, she wasn't my revenge, and yet here I was... staring straight into the woods where she had disappeared into a few hours ago, my heart twisting in confusion and panic. My stomach was made of tight knots that just wouldn't unknot. It wasn't like we were around each other every minute of every day. In fact, I had tried to avoid her most of the time. But now knowing she wouldn't be there stuffing her face with whatever Carella had made... or watching Dragons making love in the TV like she owned the whole pack house... it didn't feel right. Nothing did. It felt like someone was sitting in my stomach, digging a big pit. I poured a glass of Wolven bourbon and took a swig, and winced when the hot liquid burned my throat. Warm wind messed my hair. I had things to do. I had to pay the vendors, put in the order for new weapons, calculate the budget for next month.
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 22. Like a Storm
(ELYN) Dorrian grabbed me by my hair and dragged me deep into the alley. I dug my heels in and tried to shake him off, but he was like a fucking bull. I felt like my hair would come right off my skull. It stung and my eyes watered involuntarily from the pain. The pain was unbearable... but it was the fear... I knew this alley was rarely used, and for the first time since this psycho pressed his knife against my throat, I was truly scared. The first time was luck. I didn't think I would have the same luck now. Especially now that he had vengeance in his eyes. It had been three years, and why did he have to find me right now, right when I was alone? Was this some kind of sick fate? Fuck me for getting into this situation. I should have kept my mouth shut and stayed in Ares' pack. I mean, I knew for all his bark, he would never bite. "Stop resisting, you fucking bitch, you are not going anywhere, and no one is coming to save you," the bastard growled out as he shook my head, my hair
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 23. Conflict of interest
(ARES) She sat there for a long time, staring at Storm, her hand pressed against his fur, in the surrounding silence. He was content just sitting there with her. "I want to shift," I said to Storm. Usually, the shift worked perfectly well when Storm and I were in perfect sync, but when the wolf didn't want to shift... it was usually a big problem. "I think I would like to be here with her. She is already shaken, and I don't want you to mess it up anymore than it already is. So I think I will stay with her for a while," Storm said with a sigh as she ran her fingers through his fur, still shuddering. I could feel her body shaking. She had stopped crying, but she wasn't fully alright yet. "I am not an asshole. I will not talk about that right now, at least not when she looks like she eats wolves like us for breakfast," I said with a wince. She had long red, bloody lines along her cheek, and I remembered the time I called her powerless. This woman here was not powerless. She looked p
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 24. Secrets and Spies
(MELI) Lissa and I spent the whole day talking, and then we walked along the busy streets of the market square. I could smell the scent of perfume, herb and incense floating in the air. Every shop boasted herbs, potions, animal parts, magical artefacts and strange baubles. I stopped in front of a cart and stared at the mystic cupcakes. It had a frosting like a magical universe and my mouth watered. Usually Melvorians didn't like wolves, because there was a long history of animosity between witches and wolves, but Lissa and I had become friends when we were in college, when we were in Zarique, which was a neutral territory. Colored lights lit the dark pebbled road as Lissa told me a story about something. The voices were talking over each other, but it was like music, the strange sound ringing above the market square. "One mystic cupcake, with blue delphinium frosting," I said to the witch standing in front of the shop. She gave me a mean look before she nodded and grabbed the cup
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 25. Wild and wanton
(ELYN) I didn't expect it. I was waiting for him to refuse it, deny us of something that could bring both of us some pleasure, and reprieve, as he had always done, but... "Well, maybe I will reveal my secret this one time!" His voice was a deep, dark growl, that destroyed every piece of sanity that had hung in me. His hand was rough on my skin, demanding. Did I hear it right? Or was I hallucinating? I looked into his eyes, and my breath hitched from the power swirling in his eyes. The need. It was like a tornado, and I had to keep my feet firmly planted on the ground, or he would bring me to places I didn't want to go. No heart. No feelings. Only pleasure. Despite the need pulsing inside me, I knew I couldn't fully cross the line. Crossing the line meant heartbreaks I couldn't afford. His jaws clenched as he gave me a look that made my legs tremble. My body chanted for more of him, and maybe this incessant, insane whorl of need would stop when I finally had him, the way I had
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 26. Run
(MELI) Leon stared at me with those penetrating brown eyes, that reminded me of the golden wolven whiskey with small gold dust floating inside them. I was drunk from his eyes. "So..." I nervously whispered. I didn't know what happened after this. I never thought I would meet my mate in the middle of the witch realm, out of nowhere. I wasn't prepared for this. Just a few days ago, I was whining about the way Ares looked at Elyn, and now this strange man was looking at me, almost like that. "It is strange, isn't it? We have never met each other and here we are, connected somehow," he said as he took a step towards me. I took an involuntary step back. "Sorry, I am not trying to scare you or anything." "I don't know what to do right now." My thoughts were running wild, and I didn't know what I was going to do about this. I felt sweaty, even though my wolf was very, very excited. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to, Meli. We have time to get to know each other. A lot of
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 27. Feelings
(ARES) I slammed the door close behind me knowing very well she wouldn't do anything I asked for. I knew she wouldn't stay put, of course. When had she ever did anything I asked for? Never. But for now, I only cared about the man, the one who destroyed my family, standing in my doorstep. How dare he! The fucking bastard. Anger pulsed inside me as something dark and sinister twisted in my gut. I wanted to rip him from limb to limb and then hack him into pieces, until he was no more. I had dreamed of the day I could get to do this. For now, my pack needed to come back from the loss of their previous Alpha and their beloved Luna. I had to concentrate on building my pack. But there would come a day, and that day he would regret what he did to Andrea and Brian. I would make sure of that. One day or the other, I would pay the debt with interest. I stomped down the stairs, my head whirling with thoughts and memories. I tried to put a stop to them, but I couldn't. Everything in me screamed
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