River Cast: Part Two in the Tale of Lunarmorte Read Online Free PDF

She
exploded. It had to be made perfectly clear that his singing was
not acceptable. “If I am to survive a road trip back to the pack...
I’m going to need you not to do that.”
    “ Lynyrd
Skynyrd?”
    “ Nope.”
    “ Sweet Home
Alabama?”
    “ Nope.”
    He looked at her in
confusion, his warm hazel eyes round, his usually sexy grin
missing, and replaced by a near-childish pout. “Then
what?”
    “ Singing.
Ryder. The singing.”
    “ Excuse
me?”
    Jaeden nearly choked on a
scoff, “Please tell me you are not delusional enough to think that
you can actually sing.”
    He looked genuinely
affronted. “I will have you know that my voice has been praised by
many lovely ladies.”
    “ Wow, you
really must be good in bed, cos’ they been a-feeding you a crock of
crap.”
    “ What?!”
Ryder huffed, glancing from her back to the road. “Well...
what?!... you know, I have been drop-kicked by a lykan on steroids,
had an actual samurai sword sliced through my shoulder, and been
shot in the chest with buckshot... but that shit there really hurt.”
    A silence descended upon
the cab.
    And then Jaeden erupted.
She was laughing so hard she could barely breathe, and the longer
she laughed the wider Ryder’s grin got. When at last her giggles
dissipated, she felt exhausted and mildly uncomfortable for having
really laughed for the first time since Ethan.
    “ That was
nice to hear,” Ryder said quietly. “Even though I was being
completely serious.”
    The smile he threw her was
soft and coaxing, and for the first time since she had seen him
tonight, she remembered why he had been her big school-girl crush.
The wolf was gorgeous, no question. She looked away, trying to make
out the passing landscape in the dark. Reuben was going to be
seriously pissed off when he returned and found her gone. As it was
the goodbye had been harder than she had ever wanted it to be. All
this time she had thought she had truly cut herself off from
people, but no. The sight of Styx crying had still done her in,
leaving her with painful regret at having not been able to put a
comforting arm around the girl and tell her she was sorry, and that
it would all be OK. She had left Lily to do that, who had glared at
her the entire time she packed, stonily refusing to speak to her.
Josh and Adam had said their goodbyes, their eyes nervously
returning to Ryder as they had done so. She wondered what the lykan
had done to them before she got there.
    So she had left them. Styx
was sad. Lily was pissed. What did they expect her to do? Fight the
Coven? Were they crazy?
    No. She was going home.
Where she belonged.
    What?!
    A languorous, melting
sensation spread through her body, and a tension she had gotten so
used to being there she had forgotten it existed, slipped out of
her mind. She felt like she had been sleeping for the last few
months and now found herself awake, a rush of feelings, so in
contradiction to what only minutes before she had been so sure of,
washed over her.
    She wanted to go to the
pack. She wanted to see her parents.
    Wow. She was so sure she
hadn’t wanted that at all.
    Here’s hoping
the telekinesis doesn’t kick in then huh ,
she thought wryly, utterly confused by her sudden desire to return
to the pack.
    “ Hey,
Jaeden?”
    “ What?” She
asked, without looking at him, trying to hide her sudden
disorientation.
    “ Earlier when
you said about Caia being angry at the Coven if they locked you up,
what did that sarcastic noise you made mean?”
    Jae rolled her eyes. “What
did you think it meant? It meant why the Hades would Caia care if
they locked me up? We knew each other for all of five
seconds.”
    The growl that rumbled
from Ryder’s chest alerted her. Oops, perhaps she had a made a
mistake.
    “ You
ungrateful pup.”
    Yup. Definite
mistake.
    “ Caia risked
her ass to save you from Ethan, and don’t give me any crap about it
being her fault you were there in the first place, because it
wasn’t. It was mine and it was