Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! novel Chapter 147

Chapter 147: 147. The Hunt I

Maisie

It was a full moon tonight.

My fingers rested on the windowsill as I squinted over the edge, shivering as the night wind lifted my hair.

I could hear the drumming in the distance, the same kind that had thrummed in my soul on the night of the Blood Moon.

The castle was quiet, nearly empty, and I knew the Lycans were on that hill surrounded by the woods. I could feel the heightened bloodlust in the air and there was a string tied to my gut that pulled me toward those hills, commanding me to go, to hear the frantic drums and... Hunt.

"Don’t even think about it."

I gasped, finding myself a second away from climbing over the ledge. I let go without thinking and fell in an undignified manner, landing on my ass.

Soren scowled down at me. And I glanced up at him.

And it felt like magic... what? No. Eew. I shook my head aggressively before opening my eyes again.

He still looked... mouthwatering.

Soren was shirtless, but that wasn’t it. He looked bulkier than usual, his hair tousled roughly. There was a bit of color on his skin—paint. It ran down his biceps, his pectorals, stopping shy of a straw looking linen around his waist. His feet were bare and his breathing was slightly elevated.

"Add a garland of leaves around your head and you’ll ace the primitive look," I tried to joke, but my voice was breathy.

His eyes were a darker shade of blue tonight. "Get off the floor, Adams. Go up to my bedroom and lock the door behind you."

I didn’t get off the floor. My fingers curled against marble. "Why your bedroom?"

His eyes lowered to my bare legs and the bunched up night gown teasing my thighs. "It has the strongest lock here. It’ll keep you safe tonight."

My chest rose and fell. "Safe from what?"

His tongue ran over his fangs. "Us. All of us."

My lips were suddenly dry. I licked them and Soren growled slightly in his chest as he tracked the movement. "And if I... if I wanted to come along?"

My heart echoed the drums outside, building into a wilder beat.

His eyes snapped up. "No."

My face fell. I didn’t want to stay locked in again all night. I knew no one wanted me around here, neither did they like me, but for someone who had never truly belonged anywhere, had never gotten a chance to run with her former pack, I didn’t want to stay isolated.

"When I did, you called me a slut. Don’t touch me, Adams. Not now, Adams. What do you want from me, Adams. You’re just the help, remember. I’ll tear out your limbs, Adams. You disgust me, Adams. Get the fuck out of my sight, Adams." I lifted my chin. "You’re right. I don’t give a shit. Maybe I’ll start when you apologize and admit you were a dick and treated me like I was garbage. Maybe.

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