Nicole Lapin Books Novels & Stories

Chapter 096 Nathan "You'll need to get through my ghost before you can even talk to her," Landon joked, giving my shoulder a playful punch. I brushed him off, concentrating on my beer. "But seriously, do you want to talk about it?" "I'm such an idiot," I mumbled, catching a glimpse of amusement on his face. "I know," he said, his tone light. "Want to tell me what happened?" I shared how I discovered Nicole was hacking into someone’s account. "She’s a hacker, man. I don’t understand why she kept that from me. And then she had the audacity to kick me out when she’s the one at fault."

The air in the Northern Territory was thick with primal magic, and my children were soaking it up like parched earth. Leo had fallen asleep clutching a silver letter opener he’d requisitioned from the desk. "To protect you, Mommy," he’d said, his slate-gray eyes fierce before they finally closed. Luna had simply whispered to a moth on the windowpane until it glowed with a faint violet light, then drifted off. But I couldn't sleep. My skin felt too tight for my body, a restless energy buzzing under my surface. Being back in this house was like wearing a hair-shirt—every corner reminded me of a different humiliation, a different time I had bowed my head and stayed quiet.

Hell, maybe he could even get his own spinoff. Leah flitted off to work with an extra cinnamon roll, and I was left alone in the apartment. It was still morning yet, so I had time to kill. I elected to curl up on the couch with one of the lycan books Blair sent with me. It was unusual to get a book from Blair that was not old, leather bound, and smelled of dust and aged paper. This one was the most interesting by far because it was a paperback that looked to be written within the past decade or so. It looked too… normal. It had a publishing date and everything.