Novel & Cerita Antimatter Blues: A Mickey7 Novel

Blue's POV Maverick ate the pancakes in silence. He wasn't talking or even properly responding to me. His head was buried in the files I sent him. He is a very pretty boy. The moon goddess did me a good one on that. “So, have you figured anything out yet?” I asked, and he slightly glanced at me. His blue eyes were on me for a few seconds, and I realized how confused I was getting about all of these things ‘Yeah, no, I've gotten nothing yet.” He sighed, running his hand through his hair. “At least now, I'm absolutely sure that someone was behind both killings.”

I took a deep breath to control my raging temper. Then, I went back to Mikael's bedroom. He was curled up on his side, on the bed. My eyes widened in alarm when I saw that he was shivering so hard. I got into bed and wrapped my arms around him after placing an extra blanket around us. I pressed a kiss to his jaw and rested my head against his hard chest. "Do you think she can help us for real?" I asked and he let out a shaky breath. "I don't know, Athena. I really don't know. She said she has a book which describes the realm of smoke and bones. But, I don't know what to believe" Mikael croaked. I genty patted his back and let out an exhale.

Miriam stated and left them standing there like that. “What dead souls?” Were the questions running in Blue’s mind, what did she mean by the dead souls they would meet, she had never heard of such a thing and neither did she think that it would be part of the journey, she thought it was just a short ride ahead until they got to the witches lair. *** The morning had come for Blue to depart but she was eagerly waiting for Miriam to bid her farewell. She mounted the horse staring one last time ready to leave when she saw her coming with Anthonia and Mbaru.

Moss sat back on the reclining chair and tap his cigarette on the saucer near a vase full of yellow marigolds. "So, you're saying we could only attack at night?" Rat asked, he stood on the back of the black couch while Blanche studied what was inside the microchip on the laptop she had. They're on the abandoned building where Moss can feel a chill down his spine every time, so he planned to follow them wherever they'd go so that ghost can't have him. By now, Blanche must've found and understood what the microchip contained: The blueprint of Hent's mind.

“With Mr. Jasper Compton.” “Certainly,” the woman’s eyes flicked back to Jasper, recognizing the name and visually matching Jasper to his father. “One moment, please,” she rounded the cabinets towards a mirrored door, but it opened at her approach and a werewolf beta stepped out. “Ah, Mr. Nilem, I was…” “Thank you, Faith,” Blake Nilem interrupted. “I will take over from here.” “Of course,” she hovered in the background as Blake Nilem rounded the counter.

I buy a bottle of whisky and sit by myself at a corner. When I see Mikky walking towards me, I think about leaving. Mikky and I attended the same school but he was and still is the most pathetic person I have ever met because he indulges in petty rivalry. "Well…well…well," he says and clasps his wrists. I know there's trouble brewing in the dark. Even with the sunlight outside, the bar is still cheaply dark and in here, no one cares. “But if it isn't the self-proclaimed almighty Flynn Woods."

Sunlight slanted over the corpse. The air was filled with an indescribable stench of decay, so intense it was suffocating. My skin had taken on a sickly grayish-green hue, swollen beyond recognition. The exposed muscles in my wounds had decomposed into a thick, viscous fluid. Time seemed to stop at that moment. Dad's gaze fell upon the barely distinguishable human form before Aunt Caroline. His pupils constricted. He looked like he'd been struck by a hammer. He was deeply shocked. "That's impossible," he mumbled in disbelief.

He was glad his brother had come in at that moment because he would have shown her what it felt like to be discharged and embarrassed. It was one of those baby-blue skies, not the psychedelic candy-blue nor the washed out grey so characteristic of wintry mornings. The clouds were as puffs of radiant joy, ready to disperse into the wind, to travel our Earth. At times Mike turns to his window and watched them, pure reflected rays dappled and swirling with sky, until all that remained was that perfect baby-blue, the same hue as before, as if inviting those born of wing to ride warm thermal air heaven-bound. Mike had seen all of his patients and was on his lunch break. He was about to order the

I let out a deep sigh and forced some of the ire from my voice, “You scared me, Micah.” “My apologies.” He grinned, a smile that reminded me of the child-like Micah, the one I had poured my heart and soul to those times at the creek. He approached the rope railing beside me and turned his eyes to the sky. Even at night, the sky was bright with deep shades of black, purple, and navy blue. “This is one of my favorite places in Eleah, that’s the village were currently in.” “The sky here is beautiful.” I murmured, glancing over Micah’s strong form before looking up into the sky. I couldn’t help but trace my eyes over his pointed ears, remembering the Micah I knew had looked very much human.

Chapter 33 Alpha Blair’s POV “That went well.” “You think?” Micki asks and looks at me, not convinced “Yeah, she bought it,” I answer her and sweep a glance over her. Micki is a lovely girl for sure, but I have this horrible feeling that she is starting to like me. Yesterday I heard her talking to her mum on the phone that she was happy and soon had some big news to share with them. What the hell, lady? This relationship is just for show.