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12. Strangeness
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(ELYN) I grabbed the sword in my hand, testing its weight. My fingers felt like it would fall off just from the weight of the sword. I had always enjoyed watching people with their swords, the silvery clang of the steel against steel, the reflection of the golden light as the sun hit the blade in the right angles, but no one in my pack would show me or practice with me. Why would anyone want to do anything with a bastard girl?! I had heard them say that behind my back one too many times now. That was all I was in the Turquoise Falls. One night of mistake. The Alpha's biggest shame. Nobody called me that here. Nobody knew that about me, but yes... I liked it. The freedom of being myself and not tethered to somebody else's mistakes. I taught myself how to shoot the arrows. My first bow and quiver were a gift from my grandfather just days before he died. He told me I needed to learn how to survive alone in the pack's wildness. Because I was the only one in my corner. Yes, Reyna wou
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 14. Song of spirit
(ELYN) The spirit looked disgusting. Ares grunted as he grabbed my shoulder, shaking me. "Stop. Stop brandishing your sword, you-" he didn't finish it. It was a good thing, too, or I would have intentionally cut him off. "I was trying to help you," I said with an indignant scowl, and Ares looked at me, his eyes mocking. The fucker was laughing at me. I could do so much worse if I just had a bow and an arrow. I just hadn't learned how to use the sword. One day, I would, and then I would show him... "Goddess must save me if I ever need any actual help from you!" Ares said with a shake of his head and I grumbled. "You are such a tight-arsed, supercilious jerk, Ares Kincaid." I said with a resentful frown which earned me a chuckle. "Yeah, don't you just love how tight my ass is? Isn't that why you want to do things..." he waggled his brows as we stared at the thing together. “Fuck you,” I hissed at Ares. He sounded so damn smug, the bastard. “Oh, you would like that, won’t you?
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(ELYN) I wasn't scared of him, but I didn't know... I was scared. Of something. I could feel it in the air. Something was coming. And we should run, but there was nowhere to run. I shook my head, trying to distract myself. The night was thick and gloomy around us, and stars blinked on and off. The soggy smell of the wet ground was also very familiar. I didn't see Ares stopping in front of the pack house, and I almost bumped into him. He grabbed me by my shoulder, steadying me, and my heart missed a beat. It was strange, the effect he had on me. Dark shadows played against the side of his sharp jaw, making him look ethereal. Like the Goddesses had dropped him from the seven skies for being a pain in their asses. And he would have been such a pain in the ass, too. He was a pain in my ass and other parts, too. He took a step closer to me, and I was filled with his delicious scent. I looked up and, for a second, I felt a pull in my blood... a crazy, seductive song. Fast and fierc
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 16. Burn for me
(ELYN) I looked around elder Elizabeth's cottage, noticing the paraphernalia around. Glasses. Beakers. Pipettes. "You made your alcohol?" I asked, quite surprised by the fact. She gave me a big smile and nodded. "A small hobby. Here, have this bottle. It is Ale. The best one I made yet." She handed me a big bottle. That small act of kindness moved me. I had never received kindness from anyone, let alone a stranger, who was also a Lycan. "Thank you and good night, Elder Elizabeth. I will come meet you whenever I can," I whispered. She gave me a wrinkled smile so full of kindness and opened the door for me. "Bye, girl from nowhere." "I like it that way," I said as I walked out, motioning her to close the door. I hugged myself as I walked back towards the pack house. The night had become darker, and there was a strange stillness in the air. I leaned against the big cherry tree, and the scent of the flowers filled the surrounding air. I sighed. I could still hear voices coming from i
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 17. Hunger
(ELYN) "Food can't help me with my hunger. You know that, don't you?" I looked down at him. I saw the fire burning in his eyes. I knew he wanted what I wanted, but he persisted. He had more willpower than I ever had, and that was such a shame. I stared at him, my mind made up. I had been playing this game for two weeks now with him. The ball was literally in his court now. But I didn't want to back down. I had never liked losing. I loved winning my games. This was a game, and my prize was just underneath that dented pants. If this was a poker game, Ares would surely lose. All his cards were open for me to see. To feel. His erection was softly pressed up against my thigh as his eyes trailed up my body, searching. "No strings, Alpha." I crawled away from him and stood up, and as soon as my body was away from him, I felt the chill in my blood. It was as if he was my personal campfire in wolf skin or something. "It is your game now. Your rules." I raised my hands and his eyes were glu
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 18. Nock and loose
(ELYN) "The game isn't over yet. It will be fucking over when I say it is over," I growled closer to his ears as he tried to unlatch my arms from around his neck. I held on to him, stronger than before, as he tried to buck me off like a fucking horse. "Do not act like a child. I have enough problems as it is." "You have enough problems that you wanted to add one more problem on your list by kidnapping a woman. A future Alpha at that?" "If they had kidnapped the right woman, I think my life would have been easier. You are crazy, you are unpredictable and I didn't have time to-" He twisted around until I fell to the ground with a thud. I groaned as my butt made contact with the cold floor. I glared up at him and he looked like he was trying so hard not to laugh, a palm pressed against his mouth. But his eyes gave it all away. "To what?" I growled out. "And do not laugh. If you laugh, I will punch your teeth in," I said with a vicious glare in his direction. "To help you with whate
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 19. Goodbyes
(ELYN) Elyn was too close to me. Too close, I could almost feel the lines of her body. Lines I couldn't forget. She was fully clothed now in a long-sleeved shirt and a rough leather pants, but I could almost feel her nakedness, her warmth along my body. "I wanted to Kill you, kiss you... do other things... but now... well, not really!" I jerked back with a frown. I never knew what to expect from this woman. I also hated the way she had been laughing with Everett when I first saw them talking with each other, from inside the trees. They looked cozy, and it sent ripples of anger inside me. Everett was my good friend next to Kai, and I was not a jealous man, not much, but I realized she was waking up the sides of me I hadn't known existed. "Well, she is waking up all the sides of us, and here you are... if I can put you to sleep-" "I know you will gladly do it and take her, Storm," I said with a frown before I turned to my guys. I narrowed my eyes at William... he was one of t
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 20. Ghosts of the past
(ELYN) The sun was warm on my skin, and the breeze was toasty. I could feel Ares's look on my back, piercing me as I walked away. He was almost burning holes in my fucking head, and I had an itch to turn back and show my middle finger, but I didn't. My legs felt weak. I didn't want to go. I knew that there were even cruel, terrible things outside the Turquoise Falls and that was why I stayed there. Because... I knew. I had tried walking away from Turquoise Falls once, and it didn't go as planned. If it wasn't for one brutish, hot-tempered stranger, I would have long been dead. My heart burned and my eyes, too, and I didn't know why I was so angry, or why I felt like stomping through the woods, but I did. As I walked further into the woods, I took in a deep breath, trying so hard not to scream or sob or march back and rip Ares's throat out. "Stop thinking too much about that idiot," I thought to myself as I walked further inside the waiting arms of trees, until I was surrounded
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