Chapter 111

Chapter 111

Skylar

As soon as I think the worst of Jinx, I can see her offended purple eyes in my mind. ‘You can’t possibly

believe that to be the truth, she says with a snarl. “What would I gain from crossing your I’m your wolf!

Even though Jinx looks scary inside my head, I’m not afraid to speak my mind. “But your name is Jinx-it

literally means to bring bad luck. And you told me it’s impossible to save everyone but here I am…

making a difference.”

You think Lucas unlocking his powers is making a difference? It could very well destroy him, Skylar!

Her voice echoes in my mind, tinged with suppressed anger and fear.

Ignoring her. I turn to face Lucas. His two sides are fighting, but I’m not frightened.

“I think I understand what needs to be done now,” I say as I place my hand on his broad, naked chest.

His large wings have destroyed his clothes and are currently pressed against the ceiling. Yet I don’t

back down. “Lucas?”

His red and blue eyes immediately snap open, and, like the last time I saw him like this, he is crying

blood.

“Y-you…. shouldn’t stand so close to me,” he manages to gasp out his voice full of pain and fear. “I

can’t control it. I…I could hurt you.

“Nonsense,” I reply, my voice unwavering even as tendrils of his energy lightly whip around us. It’s as if

they’re reaching out for me, curious rather than threatening.

“I’m…a monster.”

“You’re not a monster,” I start; my voice is gentle but stern, like a person speaking to their doubtful

lover. His eyes lock with mine, a storm of emotions raging behind the red and blue depths. “You’re not

a monster, and I think…I think you need to stop fighting against what you are.”

“But that would mean losing my control!” I can hear the panic in his voice and see it on his face. “My

angelic blood and demonic blood don’t get along!”

“But Lucas…” I stroke his chest. “Have you forgotten that you’re a quadbrid? You have your vampiric

side and your werewolf side to help you.

He stares down at me. “Help…me?”

“Yes,” I hug him and close my eyes with a content little sigh leaving my lips. “Your vampiric side should

be able to help you control your emotions and your werewolf side is the leader that ties everything

together. So why don’t you let those sides come out and play? Maybe they could tame the angel and

the demon and prevent them from trying to kill each other?”

Lucas is silent for a moment before asking, “Can I drink your blood? It would help my vampiric side..”

“Of course.”

“No, wait.” Lucas pulls back, his eyes wide with alarm. “I can’t, I could hurt

you.”

“I trust you,” I respond simply, meeting his gaze as I tilt my head to the side, exposing my neck to him.

The hesitation in his eyes lingers for a moment longer before he slowly nods, the transformation in his

face fascinating to witness.

His

eyes darken dramatically, red veins weaving around his irises as his fangs extend. And then he’s

leaning in, drawing in a deep breath as he takes in my scent. It’s a strange sort of intimacy, the feeling

of his cool breath against my skin sending an

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In one swift motion, his fangs pierce my skin. I gasp at the sharp sting that quickly fades away into an

oddly pleasant sensation. My hands find their way into his hair, keeping him close as I feel a rush of

warmth spread throughout my body.

He drinks deeply, his arms wrapping around me in a protective embrace-sweet, sweet man.

As he feeds, I notice two tails flowing behind him. One is black, and the other one is white. I suppose

they are there to symbolize his werewolf side? When he leans back, I have to resist the urge to giggle

at the two wolf ears poking out from his wild, disheveled hair.

How cute.

His ears flicker back and forth as if trying to detect sounds in the room. I reach up to touch one, and

Lucas flinches before letting out a low sound somewhere between a growl and a purr.

“Does it hurt when I touch him?” I ask, concerned.

“No,” he murmurs, his poor, muscular body bent in half so I can reach his head. “It’s just…different.”

I continue to stroke the fur of his ears, fascinated by the softness His wings are at peace, and he

seems calm, at peace with himself even

“You’re beautiful,” I say, my voice filled with wonder.

He opens his eyes fully, and then the blue and red irises glow with an inner light. Something within him

seems less tense. more in control. His lips twitch upwards into a rare, genuine smile.

“All thanks to you,” he says.

I smile back, but my smile falters when I hear Jinx speak See? It all worked out in the end… she

mutters. “Do you still think I’m a bad wolf?”

‘I don’t know… I’m still suspicious of you.”

I’m not your enemy, Skylar. Far from it. I want what’s best for you…even if I don’t know what that is.

Like you said, I bring

bad luck!

‘How do you know that if I’m your first host?”

‘You’re not my first…”

‘Wait, what?!

I’ve been the wolf of every single psychic wolf, and they all died gruesome deaths…. I don’t know why

I’m given to every single psychic wolf because all I do is give the wrong advice. That’s why I was

unsure about this!”

Jinx’s words are downright shocking, and my emotions must reflect on my face in the real world

because Lucas gives me a concerned look. “Is everything okay?”

“Everything is…com,” I admit, careful not to let Jinx’s revelation interfere with the calm we both share in

this

moment. “But we’ll sort it out. We always do.”

Lucas studies me, his eyes illuminating the room with an ethereal glow. He seems to sense something

amiss but chooses not to push me on it. Instead, he strokes my hair gently

bucas is still Lucas-a beautiful blend of contradicule holding me and it feels like heaven. Even in his

monstrous form.

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“Do you think my pack would have accepted me?” Lucas’ voice is low and insecure. “I mean….if I had

accepted myself in the past? Do you think they would have been fine with having an Alpha like me?”

I look at him, taking in the unique features that make him who he is wings, miscolored eyes, tails, the

blood-hungry lines underneath his eyes, and the vampiric teeth and it hits me how strong Lucas really

is.

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“I believe they wouldn’t have cared,” I say with conviction and smile up at him. “After all, you would

have been able to protect them if you had accepted yourself in the past…” I furrow my eyebrows.

“Shit…does this mean that our shared moment would have worked in the past?”

I start breathing faster as my head spins, and Lucas tilts up my head. “Okay, calm down-”

“I can’t!” I exclaim, with my heart pounding so fast that I can barely breathe. “What if my weakness is

the reason Jinx only saw bad outcomes? What if my inability to tell you the truth in the past is the

f*cking reason we lost against Lucian in every single vision?!”

“Hey, maybe you should-”

“I MESSED EVERYTHING UP!” I scream with tears streaming down my face. “Instead of looking for a

solution on how to make you stronger, I ran away! I was so f*cking scared of what could happen if I told

you about the rape that I never gave us a chance. I’m-”

Lucas interrupts me by kissing my lips.

It’s shockingly sweet, and I can feel my worries melting away when his talented tongue presses against

mine. Holy moon goddess, he is a great kisser. What was my name again?

I close my eyes and feel his large hand cradle the back of my head, fingers tangled in my hair as he

pulls me closer. He tastes faintly of rust and copper from my earlier offering, but it’s not unpleasant.

When he leans back, he finishes my sentence for me with a fierce intensity in his eyes. “You’re my

lifeline, Skylar. You’re my rock,” he says,

his voice low and husky. “You didn’t mess anything up. I can’t change the past, but…maybe you can.

It’s not too late.”

“B-but how do I get back to the past?” I sob.

“I think I have an idea,” Lucas murmurs as he uses a finger to stroke away one of my tears.

“Really?” I ask, looking at him with wide eyes filled with hope and fear. “How?”

Lucas captures my face gently in his hands, looking into my eyes with a conviction that sends shivers

down my spine, “There’s an ancient magic… Few know about it, and even fewer know how to use it.”

He hesitates for a moment before continuing. “I’m talking about channeling my magic through you,

Skylar. I will borrow my powers to try to send you back to the version of me that needs you the most.

It’s complex and dangerous-getting the destination right is hard…”

When my eyes widen, so does Lucas’ smile. “But we are fated mates, Skylar. So I believe this should

be possible. And if successful…you could change our past.”

With that, he places his hands on my shoulders.

“Ready?” he asks me, his eyes searching mine for any signs of fear or hesitance.

“More than ever,” I affirm, putting on a brave face. I trust him implicitly, and if there is a chance to fix my

past errors, I’m willing to take it

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Lucas takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. His hands on my shoulders begin to emit a soft and

warm glow. My heart rate quickens as I feel an invisible energy tugging at the corners of my

awareness. It’s like the pull of a strong current, both terrifying and exhilarating.

“Skylar,” Luca*’s calm yet intense voice reaches me. “Remember why you’re doing this. Hold onto that

thought; let it guide

you.

Inod, closing my eyes as well. I think about Lucas his smile and grumpy attitude. I remember his

strength, his loyalty, his endless willpower. The way he stood up for me in that shop when the girls

talked shit about me…..

A portal opens behind me, and I can feel it pulling me in, a vortex of swirling colors and ethereal lights.

The sensation is like stepping into a freezing river. I gasp, clutching my stomach as nausea washes

over me.

“Go,” the older Lucas says. “Change the past, and don’t be afraid to tell the younger me the truth,” he

winks. “It’s the key to changing everything.”

“I will,” 1 promise, my eyes shining with determination. “I’m going to save everyone and change the

future.”

“And I believe you,” he says. “Now go.”

Smiling. I turn and step into the swirling vortex, bracing myself for the shock of my journey through

time. The portal closes behind me, and then I’m gone.

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