บททั้งหมดของ Bad Moon Rising: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Yes, he walked there and caught on different scents at once, including his father, which was confusing as the man alpha was already dead. At the point of his confusion about the place, she showed herself startling him with her voice and sudden appearance. "We have been waiting for you," she said. Instantly and intuitively, Sebastian flung himself into wolf mode, drawing out claws and fangs; and exposing the bright eyes of an omega. "Who are you, and where are the others?" he demanded. She chuckled and walked closer, passing him to sit, toying with her hair while he swirled in defense mode. "Sit, werewolf. The spirits have been encaustic in their desire to meet you," she said softly. "What spirits? What are you? A medium or sorceress?" he demanded, calming just a little "I am whatever you make me now sit," she said. He suddenly did not see her as a threat anymore but joined her on the ground. She told him herself that he sought his brother, and Sebastian agreed. That was when sh

He started explaining to her that it was only during the first turning that it felt excruciating, but as a werewolf gets used to it, the pain subsides. Mara asked what the first turning was like as her finger drew something on his chest. He wondered what she was writing and hoped it was endearing. He explained that the first time was like all the bones breaking into many pieces and then getting reshaped to fit into a wolf's form. He felt her flinch but cupped her face to tell her not to worry. There was much more to being a wolf than all the pain. Mara smiled at him.Sebastian decided it was time to let her know of the journey he would be undertaking. He had to see someone as regards their safety, he had said to her, and she nodded. Seeing the hint of sadness in her eyes, Sebastian smiled. It was nothing to worry about, absolutely, he said to her. He was going through neutral grounds that were barely used, which was partly true. It was not neutral grounds until one got closer to G

It and at this point that Gwen stepped in. She had been watching all along and probably thought things were beginning to get well heated between the two. She called out to Grimshaw in that lovely voice, and the latter answered her by showering praises on her beauty. He told her that he had also brought her gifts and nodded to one of his men that stepped forward bearing a small chest. He opened it before her and cooed with teenage delight that got Sebastian angry. It made him feel stupid, but he knew well enough she was playing along to protect everyone from whatever angry thoughts were cooking up in their various minds. She began that she had not been expecting Grimshaw, but now he was there, she could see him. Turning to Sebastian, she reminded him they were done, and he may leave. Sebastian nodded but not without one final glance at Grimshaw. When he looked, the older wolf was staring right at him as if to say he was coming next for him. Perhaps he felt he had let him live quite

Getting to his study, which was dark now, Sebastian went to his seat and asked her to sit before him. They were going in for a long talk, and it was best she gets herself comfortable before anything else. The young girl nodded and sat opposite him with a shy smile. He could tell she was uncomfortable, but in their discussion, she would adjust. She kept fiddling with her fingers and would try and listen from time to time in the air like she was hearing something from afar, which was weird. Sebastian asked how she had been faring since the previous night, and Maria said she was okay. Gemma had already begun training her for combat and training her on using her ears. That was a good call, and Sebastian was impressed at how everyone was doing. It made him feel like he already had the army he needed to face Grimshaw, and the remaining bit was for him to get himself ready to make a challenge. The youngling was doing relatively okay, which worked perfectly well for him. He then proceeded

However, Abby, too, was feeling awkward from the moment he opened his eyes to stare into hers. Usually, she was never one to fall for anyone or feel anything for anyone. She had been a hard woman since the werewolves killed her parents when she was only eighteen. Their family was that of a whole hunter's lineage. They sought out werewolves and killed them as which was known as purging. The creatures were considered evil and a menace to humanity by their ancestors. This practice had been in their lineage for a period so long that they lost questioning abilities. They were just groomed to carry on the family's legacy from when they turned sixteen. Yes, it was the same age as the werewolves' first transformation, and there was a funny reason for that. Every batch of sixteen-year-olds was initiated at the first full moon because for every werewolf made; there would be hunters to accompany it. During their sixteenth birthday initiation, it was never really easy as they passed through an eq