Bloodmoon & Incubi Anthology のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

“Ma… stop fussing over me already.” I try to dodge my mother as she attempts to attack my face with a baby wipe. I’m as clean as I’m going to get. I already took a damn shower. “You’ve got something on your upper lip. I want you to look presentable if you’re being sent to aid another pack. You might find a second chance mate.” Mom huffed once again, trying to yank my face down to her to clean some invisible grime from my face. “Ma, it’s called facial hair.” I groaned as she tried to rub off my facial hair. I’ve been trying to actually let my facial hair grow in.  I wanted to point out the chance of finding a second chance mate was near impossible. But since Beta John’s mate ended up being a human, people have

Clement’s presence and stupidity aside, being in Incubi isn’t that bad. Even if I almost made an ass of myself by getting too close to Luna Crista’s younger sister. But thankfully, Darren was about to point out my misstep, and I was able to quickly correct it.  At least I didn’t get on his bad side, or at least that’s what I’m going to believe. He did choose to bring me with his team when Madonie attacked again.  As we raced to fight, I felt apprehensive. Not about fighting. I’m willing to fight and protect as needed. No, my issue was I knew we were going to face a dozen or so enemies, yet I felt no malice or hate coming from their direction.  When the Syndicate attacked Bloodmoon two years ago, I knew where they were. I felt their malice and hate for our people. I didn’t feel any of that as Conway

I was not in the mood to do anything for Ignazio. I have already hated him since childhood. I don’t care that he’s supposed to be my Alpha. He’s a bastard, and I want his heart on a platter and his head on a spike.  Then he murders my parents, starts this war, gets our packmates hurt and possibly killed, and even knowing I’m his mate, he cuts my tongue out with a silver blade. He’s a psychopath and needs to die. I’m only here because I have no choice. I can only hope that I find Ivan alive, and maybe we can run far away from Ignazio. Hell, I’d be willing to sell Ignazio out to the Incbi Alpha. I don’t know much, but I would help see him dead and my pack safe. I’d been terrified last night

Is this guy for real? He’s angry at Ignazio on my behalf. He’s angry at people mocking my weight. Calling me a sunflower. Saying I’m beautiful, strong, seeking light even in the dark, and standing tall against the odds.  Are all males in his pack like him? Are these romantic notions something young males are taught in his pack? Do they have a class on how to woo a female? They must because I can’t believe a male would on their own have such thoughts. ‘He’s being sincere, though. There’s nothing false about his words. There is no deception in his eyes.’ Faith sighed.  ‘Are you swooning? Seriously? I thought as a wolf spirit you wouldn’t want anyone but your fated mate.’ I questioned.  

I can’t believe I had my first kiss. Too bad it was to try and counter the pain I felt from Ignazio being with someone else. Also, too bad that nearly half my tongue is missing. I could tell Stephen wanted to deepen the kiss. Or at least I thought that’s what it meant when his tongue brushed against my lips.  Probably a good thing the nurse interrupted us. I don’t know if I would’ve been comfortable with French kissing. I don’t want him to be repulsed by my nub of a tongue. I don’t think I can face that reaction, especially with how sweet he’s been to me.I should count myself lucky that I was left with enough of my tongue to taste anything at all. Somehow, I’m not surprised that Stephen tasted like a