THE LYCAN CITY. CITY FAREFUGITIVE DERONCouple with the blistering hot sun, to make it weird a troop of warriors had to parole at every turn. Sylria was no longer am being the stand she took, I peeked from around the tent I hid but her cotton candy stand was empty.“Dammit!” I cursed under my breath. It was like someone had ordered an army troop of warriors and I was the rat they were sniffing out.“Damned Sylria, bitch took off without even batting an eyelash!” I was a fool to have thought that we were growing fund of each other. Betrayal.The warriors moved cautiously, their usual uniform attires were worn in a more informal way so they did not look too scary so they did not cause a panic among the frolicking adults.It was like they were on my scent, inspecting the places I had been and checking anyone that didn’t dress as rich as the others. It was almost like they knew I was here and were determined to arrest me.Surreptitiously I sprinted from the tent I was crouched behind jus

THE LYCAN CITY. UNKNOWN FOREST SYLRIA So that’s how it felt to lose someone? The pain, the emptiness, the void in my chest, the way my heartbeat felt like nothing and I my body became a cask of sorrow. I had only felt this way when I lost my parents, I thought I had finally lost everything I cared about and the last anchor of emotion I had was Nelma but now… now I found myself leaning towards his scent, drawing in closer to the way his voice sounded when he spoke. I saw myself finding pleasure in the way he called my name and feeling safe in his warmth. Gawd! If I was ever in love it was now. The fact he was Emeral had always irritated me, but not now. Now all I wanted was to love him. The sun had gone down, the warriors made no appearance and the moon was beginning to peek faintly at us from behind the clouds. He, the Tracker, called it the ‘sempo arts of rejuvenation’ but all I could learn from it was black magic. I knew magic existed, it was just a hard and abolished practice—s

THE LYCAN CITY. LUKKAR CASTLEALPHA LUKKARThe ride home was mostly empty without Ariel. Amin hummed a popular country song as he thrummed his fingers against the dash board. How dare he force me into the car when I never wanted to. Who knew what might come after her out there in the streets.“Before you chew me raw! She was not alone, lady Reila had been stalking her for a while, in the fare, when you were at the Coalfyre’s manor, and even on our way back!”Stalking? That’s impossible, I’d notice being followed anytime and anywhere.“That’s im—”“No it’s not, you must have been having too much fun to notice!” He had a point.“I don’t even like this ‘Reila’ character… how does she reside in the castle again?!”I was sure Amin remembered all the backstories of all the occupants of the castle. He was like a sage after all.“Same as most, damned to tragedy by the Alpha Emeral!” Amin said in a disappointing way and I tried not to dwell on the topic for too long.“Still.”“Still what?”“St

THE LYCAN CITY. HIDDEN WOODSFUGITIVE DERONSylria knew better than to speak immediately, we both waited silently until we we were sure Papa was out of earshot before she spoke.“The Tracker said Valerie is above our heads right?”“Yes, I mean I’ve thought about that but it just doesn’t seem to make any sense to me.”“He couldn’t have meant it literally because well, we’ve been over everyone’s heads and we never saw her from the top or the Ferris wheel so he must have meant it metaphorically.”I blinked once, trying to tell her that I did not fully grasp what she was saying.“So she’s metaphorically above our heads?”“Yes! Look, I know you are too stupid to understand it but I’ll explain on the way okay.”She turned to leave.“Wait! The way to?”“To where I can explain it to you.”I was still recovering from the shock of the Warrior chase from the fare, I definitely wasn’t ready for another run.“And where is that?—look I don’t want to have to die twice.”“I know but if you, we, want

THE LYCAN CITY. SYLRIA CABINSYLRIAI would have cut off the arm of any man that did so much as touch me in the wrong places, yet I melted and gasped in excitement when Deron’s fingers went sleek against my wet pussy.Deron had me pinned under his weight on my bed, with shaky hands I frantically pulled off the skirt I wore, Deron tore off my jacket from my shoulders and I sighed when the heat from from his tongue caressed my beady nipples.Heat cascaded in my stomach when his palms swept against my belly button and I gasped right before he sealed me off with a kiss.“Deron…” his name played on my lips when he groped my breasts, squeezing them in a slow manner such that the slight pain gave an explosion to much more pleasure.My breath was hot in my lungs, I breathed slowly, trying to savour every moment that Deron teased my body and giggling softly when ever his fingers slid over and against my clit.It began to rain, as if even the skies applauded our love heavy drops of rain beat do