The Rise Of The Ugly Luna novel Chapter 36

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JARIS

I kept thinking about something else through the night.

Lyric had comprehensive knowledge in healing techniques. If she could heal Xylon, wouldn’t she be able to heal me?

By morning, I’d made up my mind and sent for her in my Pack’s office. I was running late as I had an important meeting at the company. But this was more important.

Lyric looked a bit surprised as she walked in.

“Did you sleep well?” I casually asked while scribbling down in my book.

“luh… I did.”

Good. Because you’re about to hear some really shocking news.

“I called you here for a purpose. But first, you need to swear secrecy. What I’m about to say to you cannot be heard outside this room.”

Her eyebrows knitted together in intrigue. “O… kay.”

“Promise me it’ll be confidential, Lyric. If word of this gets out, you’ll hate what I’ll do to you.”

A smidge of irritation crossed her face. She didn’t like being threatened.

Hmph. Her business.

“I promise. It stays between us.” She responded.

Perfect. I dropped my pen and sat up.

“Since you seem to have a great knowledge on herbs and how to make people better, I figured you could provide some extra help. I have a problem that’s been on for years. Like… a really long time.” I interlocked my fingers. “When I’m in bed with a woman, I don’t get to finish.”

Lyric gasped, her eyes reflecting her shock.

I let her. She probably didn’t expect me to say those words to her.

Her eyes dropped to her legs, crimson crawling to her cheeks.

“Do you think you can help?” I shrugged, hoping she was over the shock by now. We needed to move forward.

“I uh…” I watched her gulp. “I don’t–I don’t really….”

Damn it. “Can you form a sentence?” I snapped.

Her fingers started fiddling with the fabric of her shirt. She couldn’t look me in the eye anymore. Why was she so ashamed when I was the one with the condition?

“I don’t… really know. I’ve never treated anyone with this condition before.” She stuttered the entire sentence.

“Have you treated anyone with Nexopathy before?”

She shook her head.

“But you were sure you could treat my son. So, why do you think you’ll not be able to treat mine? Or are you being choosy, Lyric?”

“No! It’s–It’s not that.”

“Okay. Is it because it has to do with my dick?”

Her eyes widened like saucers as they snappily met mine. Her mouth was wide open like a theater curtain.

I’d never seen Lyric Harper so shocked before.

What exactly was her problem? Had she never heard those words before? I was sure she wasn’t a virgin.

“Can you put a pause on the whole shock part and answer my question? Do you think you can treat me?”

I needed this to be done. I’d missed what it felt like to reach climax. I’d missed that supreme feeling. The last time I got to enjoy it was five years ago, but unfortunately, mystery woman was nowhere to be found.

“1-1 suppose,” Lyric nervously cleared her throat “Um for how long have you been experiencing this?”

“More than fifteen years.”

She nodded. “And… what led to it?”

Successfully unlocked!

My thoughts turned murky. Okay, you’re crossing the line, Lyric.

“How it came about is no business of yours. Just let me know if you can treat me or not.”

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She sighed, shakily. She still couldn’t hold my gaze for long.

“T… think about it.”

I scoffed. “You’ll think about helping me?”

“No, not that. I mean, I’ll have to think of the process and all. But don’t worry, I’ll get back to you this evening.”

She looked really nervous now. Okay, she was hiding something. What’re you hiding, Lyric Harper?

“I guess we’re done here,” I stood up. “Kael will be taking you shopping today for the ceremonial necessities. Remember, you have to be careful out there.”

She nodded, then retrieved something from her back pocket. It was my black card.

“I made use of it yesterday. Thank you.”

I scoffed as I grabbed my jacket from the arm of the chair.

“I didn’t ask you to give it back. It’s yours for now.” I answered and I walked out first, knowing she’d follow when she was done being stunned.

LYRIC

It had to be a joke. Although, a part of me had seen this coming. From the very day I told him I could treat his son. But finally hearing it from him sounded like a nightmare.

4 might have an idea that could work for him, but that’d require me touching him…. intimately.

Good Moon, the process was complex, and it definitely wasn’t something I could do. Especially not with someone like him who had hurt me with that very ‘thing‘ in the past.

Kael informed me when it was time to go shopping. I was quite sad that I didn’t have a female friend that could go with me. I knew it was necessary to have someone I could argue styles and colors with.

I’d have asked Jace to come along, but since Kael was the one taking me, I figured it was a bad idea. I wasn’t in the mood to witness another world war.

Thankfully, the sales girls at the bridal shop we went through were quite friendly. They helped me make some decisions, and in the end, I got really pretty items, paying for them with Jaris‘ black card. I was still surprised he let me have it.

Well, the contract–privileges for a year.

When I returned to the Pack, I started thinking of an alternative way I could help Jaris. There was no way I was touching his..

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