All Chapters of Banished a Curse or Blessing : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lyric Adams pov Devastated, I peeked up at my dad, offering his hand to me. “Don't lose hope, Lyric,” he asserted as he squeezed my hand, and we exited his office for the empty living room. The scent of Camden still lingered in the air, and a tear traveled down my cheek. “I thought wolf mates cherished one another,” I muttered sullenly. “Lycans are more rough around their edges, and they are very stubborn and closed off. It takes time for them to realize what is right in front of their faces,” Salem growled as he stepped out of the shadows. Looking at him and his red eyes, I asked if Camden acted peculiar when he left. “No Sis, but that annoying female was behaving more flighty than usual and was waving a check around, telling everyone that she was rich," he answered, and I inhaled sharply as I eyed my father. “He was conflicted when you came out from your hiding spot. His heartbeat skipped when he saw you, but his thoughts remained unreadable,” Sin informed me Tears rolled

Lyric Adams pov “Your brother didn't return with you?” My dad asked me. Heading toward him, I shook my head. “What did you mean by you having a dance?” “I want all the others of your kind to meet you. Demigods are rare, so it will benefit you to know others,” he explained as he sipped his golden liquor drink. After he swallowed, he asked me how I felt about Cesan. A grin tugged on my lip as I answered softly, “My wolf is intrigued.” Chuckling, he nodded and said, “Cesan is a good kid, so don't give credence to any foul rumors that Salem may tell you.” Furrowing my brow at him, I sat down where Cesan had been and asked why he had stopped by. Grinning slightly, Sin quipped, “He wanted to know more about you. You made quite an impression on the poor kid.” Dumbfounded by that, I shook my head, not seeing how I had done anything to pique his interest. “How old is he?” I asked curiously. “He's a fledgling, in his early twenties but very intelligent for his young age

Lyric Adams pov Salem undid the buttons daftly and commented on the lovely dress. “How did you button them?” He asked me as he finished. Pretending like I hadn't heard him, I held my bodice while I grabbed a tee and my blue jeans. “Sister! Who buttoned up your gown?!” He growled sternly. “I asked Cesan to help,” I replied as I shut my bathroom door to change, then cringed, hearing him roar out Cesan's name. “ Why does he not like that man? I realize that he's jealous, but there's got to be more,” I muttered softly. “Ask Cesan during your walk. I'm sure he will be forthcoming with you,” Ojani answered. After getting dressed and hanging up the gown, I checked on my reflection, then went to Cesan's room. Standing in the hall before his door, I didn't notice Camden watching me in the shadows as I knocked. The door opened suddenly, and Casen stuck his head out and grinned. “Ready, beautiful?” Nodding, I told him yes shyly. “Fantastic,” he asserted as he exited, t

Lyric Adams pov “LET'S GO!” Camden snarled as I shook my head, looking around frantically for Cesan to appear. “I want to wait for Cesan,” I asserted and narrowed my eyes at him, rolling his. Angered, I turned to face him and then pointed my finger up at his furry face. I shivered slightly at still being drawn to him, but my disgust over his life choices overcame it. “You should be with your wife, mister, so she isn't trying to sneak into another man's room. Leash your bitch,” I snapped. Giving me a raised brow as his ears twitched, he said, “You're crazy, Jasmine hasn't left our room without me being completely aware.” Eyeing him carefully, I could tell that he believed what he was saying, and I pinched my lips together as I glanced at my brother. “What did you both do?” Salem demanded of me, and Camden nodded, also wanting an answer. I glared at Camden, then ended with my eyes on my brother. “Nothing brother, we were enjoying a picnic and taken to see some freak n

Lyric Adams pov I woke alone, naked, and sore in my bed. Rubbing my eyes, I cursed at myself for being exactly like what I had called Jasmine. “Why does Camden make me so weak,” I murmured while my fingers traveled over the mark he had placed on my collarbone. I had marked him as well, and he knotted and then climaxed hard inside of me. “Am I pregnant?” I asked my wolf, and she yawned in my head. “What was that, dear?” Frustrated, I repeated the question, and she told me that it was too soon to know for certain, then snickered, “You're not broken considering how much you moaned.” “Hush, Oh Goddess, do you think Cesan and Salem heard,” I groaned internally and narrowed my eyes at my room door opening. “Good morning, sweetheart. I brought us breakfast,” Camden announced cheerfully, and I screwed my face as I searched for my t-shirt. Giving me a raised brow, he asked me why I was freaking out, and I gasped. “We are marked mates, and I was starting to…” He interrup