Page 51 of Luna Ascending

Morganna starts chanting words I can't make sense of, and to my shock both she and Carl start to lift off the floor. My wolf's hackles rise up and I can feel my feet backing towards the door as I fight not to shift.

I've seen Tavey do some little majiks but this feels heavy, it feels different, and it's damn freaky to watch. Slowly they both start spinning in the air, round and around. The noise in the room grows and the whole cottage is shaking. Maybe we've started something we shouldn't have meddled in.

Suddenly Morganna's eyes fly wide open and she lets out a banshee wail, her head flies up, she stares straight ahead. Her hair is all on end. The windows in the cottage shatter and objects start flying across the room. Morganna and Carl whirl faster and faster.

I need to get the bracelet on her right fucking now, but I can't get close enough to grab her. I'm aware of Tavey mind-linking Freya and myself but I can't clear my head enough of the humming to understand.

Suddenly Freya appears at my side. She takes a look at the room, then a longer look at me, kissing me on the lips, strongly, passionately, grounding me. I can think clearer with her touch, and the humming is less distracting.

Tavey and Freya mind-link that they are going to try to contain Morganna with a spell – it'll only work briefly and I have a very small time frame to get the bracelet back on her wrist.

Just as we go to put our plan into action Carl drops from Morganna's whirling grasp to the floor. Morganna rises from the lotus position to stand upright, feet still a good meter off the ground. Her eyes blaze and the room edges seem blurry.

“NOW!” scream Tavey and Freya down the mind-link. Had it not been my beta and my mate I'm not sure I'd have heard. It sounds tinny and far away, but I can feel Freya compelling me forward.

Tavey and Freya stand either side of Morganna, eyes shut, chanting. The room hums louder, I swear the air itself is vibrating. Using every bit of my strength, and my wolf's, I dart forward against the thickness surrounding me.

I'm moving at my fastest but it feels like wading through treacle. Just as I reach Morganna, her eyes flick to me. I get the bracelet snapped over her wrist just as she sends me flying backwards with a flick of her wrist. I slam against the cottage wall harder than I've ever hit anything.

When I come to, there's a beautiful piney smell surrounding me. I feel at home, relaxed. I open my eyes to see Freya's stunning green ones staring straight at me.

“Come here beautiful” I murmur pulling her into a bear hug. She feels so small, so perfect nestled into my chest. I kiss the top of her head and nibble her ear before hearing a throat being cleared and look up into the disapproving face of my beta.

“Fuck” I groan, everything that's just happened coming back to me in a rush.

“Not here in front of me please” snarks Tavey “thatismy sister you know.”

I grin to myself and give Freya's bum a quick squeeze before staggering upright. My head swims and the floor tilts.

The room is destroyed. The roof has partly caved in and the windows are blown out. Rubble litters the floor. Sitting in amongst it all is Morganna. She looks blank... like there's nothing behind her eyes. She's just staring at her hands, her hair is full of dust and debris, and her mouth slightly open, a tiny glob of spittle on her lip.

I hope she's not completely broken, I need her for my plans. I catch myself, of course she's Angus' wife and Tavey & Freya's mother which is more important than my plans. A little voice in my head disagrees. I need her, and she needs me. We have a plan.

I catch sight of Carl, half buried under the rubble and I dash over to him. He's still breathing and starting to come around, but it looks like his arm's broken. In his human form he's going to take some time to heal.

I sigh. I hope one of them is compos mentis enough to tell me if we were successful soon. I need to know if they remember anything new.

The pack doctor takes the two of them to our makeshift infirmary to keep an eye on them overnight, as neither seems to be coming round quickly. Freya and I retire to my rooms. She's raging that I kept her out of the loop, but it's tempered by the genuine fear she had that Morganna had injured me.

“Don't look so worried, beautiful. It'll take more than a half crazed witch to harm me” I start to laugh, but have to stop, wincing at the rib pain.

“That half crazed witch is my mother, and you brought it on yourself!”

Freya tuts dramatically and ushers me, like a small boy, into the bathroom for a soak in the tub. Her heroics today make me so fucking proud of who she's becoming.

The feeling of being 'home' that surrounded me when I woke up with her scent on me tells me just how lucky we are to have found each other. How lucky I am. When Freya comes to see if I need anything, I pull her laughing into the tub with me.

I love how cross she looks with a little furrow between her eyebrows. I kiss it away, ignoring her swatting at me. Her soaked t-shirt clings to her breasts in the most magnificent way.

I yank it over her head, trying to ignore the pain in my side, and pull her on top of my erection. Her legs wrap around my back and I growl. Her in this position, skirt pants and all, is a massive turn on.

“You should be resting” she admonishes

“That's why you're on top beautiful – you're doing all the work” I murmur, enjoying seeing her eyes widen a little.

I've claimed her already, but I have no problem claiming her over and over again. The little twinkle in her eye tells me she doesn't mind either.

She pushes me back against the bath, lathering me in soap and starting to massage it into my muscles. Her touch makes my skin feel like it's on fire.She traces her fingers over my chest and naughtily down my torso towards my dick. There's no way I can stay passive when she's teasing me like this.

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