The Mafia Lycan's Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 291 - チャプター 300

Whilst the last class of the day dwindled to an end, with the lecturer giving a good old story about his earlier days in med school, Storm’s mind ruminated on the several changes that had taken place in the clan and in her life since the past two weeks. The past two weeks have been uneventful really, and void of tension to an extent. Peaceful if she would dare to say. If she didn’t know better, if she hadn't had those dreams where her significant other had told her things to come, she might have called these days the best days of her life. The dreams hadn’t repeated itself, neither had the other dreams, nor the nightmares. The calm before the storm. She thought, reclining deeper into her chair. But then she couldn’t deny the good things. The relationship between her and Kaden had improved exponentially. As a matter of fact, since that last time when he had taken her to his place after her stay at the hospital, she hadn’t left. She had moved her things to his place to the chagrin of

“Hey…” Storm sighed when she heard Louise’s voice, just as she was packing her bag to get out of the class. She signaled her friend with an eyeroll to get going, that she would meet her outside, and then she turned aside to stare at the intruder. She didn’t reply to his greeting.”Are you still angry that I tried to kiss you? It had been nothing. I am sorry.” Storm would have believed that lame ass apology, if she wasn’t aware that Louise, even at this moment, was trying to compel her to stay still, to yearn for his touch, whilst he said whatever he wanted.No matter how Storm tried to understand why Louise would result to such underhanded tactics despite his handsomeness, she could come up with nothing, only that he liked the control and power it gave him, the thrill of controlling someone's senses. A bully. Storm hated bullies. “Okay, apology accepted.” She said, even though it was anything but that. She slung the bag pack along her shoulders, and stepped away from Louise’s circ

Storm didn’t wait for Jutul to get to the parking garage, before telling him to stop the car. She got down, and immediately hurried to the back door where the old woman had been slotted in. The old woman was sleeping. Storm raised her eyebrows in incredulity, noting the countenance of the woman. The old woman was sleeping like she had no care in the world, like she hadn’t just dropped a bomb on Storm’s head this afternoon. Storm knew she couldn’t wait for the woman to be awake at her own clock. Time was ticking. She tapped the woman on the lap. “Get up….” She didn’t know the old woman’s name, so she stuttered and looked at Jutul. “Call Kaden, and the others…” She frowned as she spoke, so Jutul could understand the others she was talking about. And although he didn’t know what was going on, for Storm hadn’t given him a heads up even whilst they had been in the car—-she had just been muttering to herself—he knew that it was an emergency, and so he hurried away. He ran with all of hi

Storm couldn’t believe that she was the one weaving safeguards now, not even by the third time. She watched herself as a distinct personality, muttering magic spells simultaneously with the old woman whilst moving her hands in harmony with the latter, listening to herself speak words she had no idea what their meanings were. Yet, she couldn’t believe it. “You better believe it, Kataigida. You better believe your reality. You better believe the strength that lies within you. You better believe the responsibility that lies on your shoulder. Because it will be needed in the battle ahead, and it will be a shame to your memory if you were to fail again. So, believe.” She heard the old woman say, and sighed, letting her weary hands fall to her sides. The woman had been right. Casting safeguards was tiring, especially as she wasn’t fully at her best yet. She was still coming to terms with her full power. The endeavor had drained her of tremendous energy, both physically, mentally, emoti

Storm was still looking at the skies, even after Mary, the angel, was long gone. She had watched Mary cast the last safe guard over the clan, keeping the sky above them impenetrable should they vampires wish to follow there; she had watched the angel watch her after that; she had watched the angel ascend into the skies with the speed of light.She shook her head when the pain around her neck alerted her to the long period of time she had spent watching, with her neck at an inappropriate edge. A shake again, and she sighed, massaging her neck softly.She inhaled sharply when she felt Kaden’s hands on her waist. However she relaxed thereafter when he only dropped a chaste kiss on her neck. “She was the angel…” She muttered, awe still clouding her voice. “I know, my love. I saw…” Kaden whispered, dropping another kiss on her neck. “She was the angel, and I didn’t know. How could I not know? How could I not be sensitive to that? If I had all these powers, and then….” Kaden dropped an