All Chapters of Celestial Bodies: of Runts and Lycans: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Celeste's POVThere's a fuzzy feeling in my head when I wake up. Then the sparks start, beginning across the skin of my neck and my waist, filling me wholly until it spreads to my finger tips. Xavier's lips are gentle as they trace up and down my neck, his tongue occasionally darting out to lick at my skin. A gasp of air leaves my lips, causing Xavier to chuckle against my skin. His hand squeezes my waist, his thumb rubbing in circles."I've missed you, little one," he mumbles into my skin. My hand jumps to his chest, his heart beating heavily against my finger tips."Xavier?" His name gets caught in my throat. My eyes flutter. My stomach clenches."Celeste." He bites at my neck. I arch into him when he blows onto the heated skin. He pushes my waist down. "Be a good girl and be patient for me, will you?""Xavier~""Don't test me, baby. I'm trying very hard to remain at least a little respectful right now." His lips find mine, swallowing the words that tried to tumble from my mouth."X

Celeste's POVReading with one hand was also proving difficult. I nearly screamed the third time I tried to flip the page and ended up closing the book. I huffed, throwing the book down.A whistle came from the door. "Wow," Lycer stretched. "You guys have a whole ass library?""Is it as big as the one at your dads?"He shakes his head. "No, his was much bigger. Sorry, Celestial but he's got you beat there.""Damn," I say in a false devastation. "How'd you find me here? I wasn't expecting to see you until dinner.""I bumped into Josh? He told me you tend to be in here or the kitchen and this seemed like a more fun option."I roll my eyes. "Cooking is lots of fun.""I was always a book boy, myself." He gives a dramatic bow, bouncing back up and sauntering into the room. He studies the shelves and many seating options. One book seems to grab his attention in the historical section. I've read a decent deal of that section for my studies but the one he grabs I'd only ever passed over. Deep

Celeste's POVSparks danced through my entire form, my skin bare against Xavier. My back to his chest, his arm thrown over my middle, our legs tangled together. I hum, fully content to lay here in his hold forever. But I'm sweaty and despite Xavier trying to clean me up as best as he could last night, me too worn out to even move, I still feel sticky down there. I try to ignore it but I can't. Prying Xavier's arm from me proves to be a harder task than I thought. "Xavier," I whine. "Let me go."He grumbles, stirring behind me. I feel his member harden against my ass and I gasp. He chuckles, pulling me even closer. "And just where do you think you're going?""I need to shower." I huff, pushing at his arm enough that I can turn and look at him. My shoulder stretches and I grimace. It's started hurting less and less but it still feels like a moderate amount of pressure I wouldn't have previously noticed."Are you okay?" He trails his hand up my side, laying it on my shoulder and tracing

All he could see was grey. It was confusing. He could have sworn there was once color but his memory was. . . faded. Tucked away, somewhere in his mind. He could feel it. Almost see it. Not quite; like when you think you see something move in the corner of your eye but when you glanced directly at it, it was gone. He could hear it sometimes. It came in the form of a woman's laugh. A humming of a song he knew deep in his soul yet couldn't utter a word of. The whispered murmurs of lovers embraced. Yet when he searched his mind for where these came from, there was nothing. No memory or even thought on it besides 'where' and 'what.' Even that would pass by.The where didn't often bother him. He knew he was somewhere cold and the walls were made of stone. Sometimes he would press his hand to the uneven walls, as if that would give him answers. Oftentimes, when he lifted his hand, he couldn't remember what he was doing in the first place. Wherever he was was a maze. A series of tunnels that

Lycer's POV"Malum was a healer once, thinks he's a scientist now. Those rogues you've been dealing with? All of them have been genetically modified in one way or another through their blood. I call them the experiments."All those of position in the pack surround me, all men - typical. Rarely have I crossed packs with women or gender-non-conforming wolves in positions. There's a pack on the west coast that's a feminine community. I've never seen a pack so organized and peaceful, though they did tell me they sometimes get threats from low lifes of other packs. They were always happy to put others in their place when necessary."How do you know him?" The question comes from the brooding one, Jacob. Always seems to have a frown on his face, except when it comes to the smaller long haired boy beside him. I know a man in love when I see one and Jacob is more than fallen."Met him in a bar once, drunk as shit. Crossed him several times over the years while he was still close to sane.""At