"Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,Silence the pianos and with muffled drumBring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.For nothing now can ever come to any good." - W.H. Arden 'Funeral Blues'There will not be a new post Saturday, November 27th. I'm genuinely sorry but I had to put down my 15-year-old beloved cat today. And all inspiration to write has fallen to the wayside.
I honestly don’t remember anything about the movie we went to see. We spent most of the movie kissing. I’m not sure if I should be thankful or annoyed about the armrest between our seats. ‘Annoyed.’ Bastet scoffed as we waved goodbye to Mikali and Annai in the parking lot.“Did you enjoy the movie?” Kurt asked with a smirk on his lips that were still a little puffy from our kissing. “I don’t know. Didn’t exactly watch it. Someone wouldn’t let me.” I shrugged, sliding into the car.“Was Bastet not letting you watch the movie?” Kurt feigned innocence with that goofy smile on his face. I laughed, shaking my head at him. “Well, she’s part of it. She did keep distracting me from the movie, suggesting I test my strength
I was in a good mood. Sure our date started with the trouble with the Syndicate but it was going great after that. We were making out through the movie. And as we got home Isis was talking about how she thinks soon she’ll be ready to complete our bond. Godric and I are entirely on board with that.I want her to want this. I don’t want it to be because she thinks it’s the only way to ensure people like Noya can’t come between us. And okay it felt good to hear she wants me just as badly. Sure I assumed given how much time we spend making out but it’s nice to hear. To know without a doubt you are wanted.But all those good feelings went straight down the shitter when I saw that box. We had a Se7en moment when we arrived in Incubi Pack, and I do not want to relive that. I am not about that life. I especially don’t lik
I don’t know if I should be terrified or relieved that the contents of the box had been a coded letter and disabling charmed pendant. It could have been worse. I was afraid it was going to be a body part. It didn't matter whether it was sent from my family or the rogues. I was still terrified that inside we’d find a part of Khalid. I should be angry that he set Sakina free, but I understand why he would. She’s his mother. He always idolized her. He wanted to be a strong leader and talented hunter just like her. But in the end, he chose to save my life. Even though it meant taking hers, he did put me above her. And I’m terrified for him because the guild won’t see it as self-defense, and they’ll want to hold him accountable for her death. They’ll have marked him a traitor and a murder. Add that to know
I am hanging on by a thread. A thin, frayed thread of control is the only thing keeping me from entirely stripping Isis naked and fucking her till we both collapse from exhaustion. This is already further than we’ve ever gone. My fingers are on her damn zipper. I am inches from reaching the promised land. And of course, leave it to Logan and Aurelia to be loud enough fornicators that soundproofing only muffles their sounds. Muffling in the same way a car muffles music when the base is too high. Instead of a thumping heavy base, its growls and moans. I swear to the Moon Goddess if their loud, apparently passionate sex cockblocks me, I’m going to lose my shit. I paused, looking up at my mate’s face. ‘If Logan cockblocks us….’ Godric growled. ‘What exactly are we going to do? Fight him? He’ll kick my ass
Oh my god! I’m seeing stars. The things that man can do with his tongue are mind-blowing. I was still on a euphoric high when Bastet moved forward. I didn’t think twice about letting her take control. I don’t think I could form sentences, let alone have the courage to act on what I was thinking. I didn’t want this to be one-sided. I didn’t want Kurt to be left unsatisfied. That’s happened enough times before this. Heated making out that left us both turned on, but I was too nervous to let it go further. I know what Kurt goes into the bathroom to do. We pretend I don’t, but I do. I had been okay with letting Bastet take the reins, and she was more than happy to do so. It was strange watching from the back seat as she seduced Kurt.
I am not surprised at all that Hana is hoping that she gets a brother. The girl had a hard enough time accepting she would have to share her father’s attention with Aurelia when she came into their lives. I don’t want to imagine her jealousy if this baby is a girl. She will not be the only Bloodmoon Princess anymore. Though girl or boy, this child will be considered the Alpha heir till they turn sixteen and either has Bloodmoon Alpha wolf or not. If we learned anything from John and Logan, the firstborn isn’t always the one to be blessed with the alpha wolf. Though I don’t know what happens if Logan and Aurelia only have one child and that child doesn’t have the alpha wolf. Would that mean the next Alpha would be born to John? ‘Stop overthinking about the line of succession for this pack. We may be in this pack for now. But we have a pack of our own we are supposed to be leading.’ Godric rolled his eyes. ‘I don’t want to be an Alpha.’ I grumbled.
Jonathan is truly something else. And in many ways, he reminds me of Persephone. I know she would absolutely lose her mind if she knew that Kurt’s friend is THE Silvercloud, the one behind the tech company she’s obsessed with. I’ve wanted to tell her, but Kurt made me promise not to. He said that Jonathan wants to remain anonymous regarding the company, so the whole pack keeps it secret. And as much as I know, my friend would squeal with delight and beg to visit just to meet him or to get an autograph; I won’t break Jonathan’s trust. Though I wonder if she could help with what he has planned for tracking the frequency of the talisman. I’m sure she could and would probably be thrilled to do so. I bet Alpha Alec would even appreciate such a device to know if my family is circling his territory. Not that I think any of them would. What happened to Sakina’s uncle has not been forgotten. I would prefer to have gone with Jonathan to figure
It was taking every ounce of control to keep Godric on a leash. Hearing there is a traitor within Bloodmoon, a traitor who could endanger Isis, has Godric thirsty for blood. I had shoved my hands into my pants, clenching them tightly into fists to resist the urge to break something. If I break something in John and Sarael’s brand new home, I’m guessing I would be a dead man. And I don’t want to let Godric’s rage blind me and lose control like I did when Isis was injured. I don’t want Isis to see Godric like that or me. I felt so out of control, unhinged… like Siegfried. I don’t want to be anything like that bastard. “At least we know the talisman wasn’t sent to hurt you. Now I just want to know how your brother got it on my doorstep and who the hell he thinks is a traitor in Bloodmoon.” I tried to focus on