Semua Bab Twin Moon Curse: Bab 171 - Bab 180

Heather POV I walked back into the office and flopped into the recliner that was in the corner. "She just doesn't care about what she has done. She still believes that Quinn will pick her as a mate." I looked at Mona and Shane who were sitting at the desk. "Would the fact that her true mate rejected her have caused her to become this..." I waved my hands around trying to find the right word and just settled for "...Crazy?" There have been cases like this where one of the mates is more, shall we say invested in the relationship, so when they are rejected it can cause problems. I don't think that is the case here. Avery has always had a thing for Quinn and has been jealous of the connection he had with Meg, right from the time they started school." I just sat there staring at the wall for a few minutes trying to get up the nerves to walk across the hall to the other cell block where Keegan is. Mona hands me a bottle of water. "You take all the time you need Dear. We are not in a hurry

Reed POV It took every ounce of control that I had not to run to wherever they had shipped Keegan to and rip him apart. Logically, I know that it wasn’t actually Keegan that did those things to her, but how do I beat the cr*p out of some force, spirit, curse, whatever the hell this thing is? Dad told us this morning that he and Alpha Rob had decided that they were going to involve The Council in what had happened with Keegan. The Council had picked Keegan up earlier to take him to their detention facility. Dad thought that he and Alpha Rob were going to be able to convince the Council that what had happened was because of this damn curse. Which we all, wholeheartedly believe. I had seen both videos that Dad had of Keegan in the cell. The one that got my attention and in my opinion shows that something is controlling Keegan is the one from the day that Heather went. I was still pissed about that. How could they take Heather there without letting Lucas and I know? The man was completel

Heather POV “Hey, Heather calm down no one is going to hurt you.” I hear a familiar voice say. When my brain started to focus again I realized that it was the teaching assistant from one of my classes. She had been the one to help me figure out what I needed to do in that class to get caught up. I took a few deep breaths trying to get myself calmed down the arms that were around me started to loosen, but didn’t completely let me go. Cassy looked at the person behind me and gave them a nod, indicating to let me go. The arms that had been holding me released me slowly. I watched as a guy I had never seen before stepped in front of me, turned his back to me and walked over to the guy I had attacked. That is when I noticed that the guy I had beaten was Professor Brigs, my jerk of a professor who had thought that I had been telling stories to get away with not starting school at the same time as the rest of the class. I watched as the guy who had pulled me off of him walked over to help hi

Heather POV The four of us spent the rest of the day working on my projects. I don’t know how I will ever be able to repay these guys. They had no obligation to help. Hell Bryce didn’t even know me until he was pulling off of someone that I was beating on. We took a small break for lunch, at which time Mark left to finish the assignment that he had to do, but said that he would be back for supper and to help. I was coming back from taking a washroom break when I saw Bryce heading out the door. Cassy turned around when she heard me enter the room. “Bryce decided that he would go out to pick up dinner. He was starting to feel a little closed in being stuck inside for so long.” “You guys don’t have to stay. You have already helped me so much. Given up your whole weekend, I feel guilty.” I say sadly. “It was no trouble. Besides, I like what I found out,” Cassy says as she pulls the shirt of Nolan’s that she is wearing up to her nose. Even though Bryce had swung by their apartment when

Reed POV I had been a little upset to find out that Heather wasn’t coming home for Christmas. I looked at the box I had put under the tree. I had hoped to give it to her in person. It looks like Nolan will be taking it back to her. I understand why she didn’t come home. Lucas and I had been so swamped with catch-up work when we’d finally gotten to school that I didn’t want to imagine what Heather was dealing with. I will admit that I think about Heather a lot. Rory had been pretty good though, since we had gone back to school. He realized that if we wanted Heather to accept us when she turns eighteen, we couldn’t crowd her. Today, though, well I guess it was more like last night, things seemed off. Rory had been restless and agitated, but he couldn’t tell me why. At first, I thought that maybe it was like that time that Heather had broken her finger, but Rory said it was different. Lucas said that Laydon had been the same way. To try and help them calm down, the two of us went for a