The Lycan Bride

er walked beside her, approa

ould say Oliver was the male version of Lynne because of their resemblance, except fo

h, although not as carefree as when her mood was really in a joyous state. Only good enough because there was no sign of her spirits

nly heard Oliver's voice but had no ide

nne's reaction. He Just had a little question about what Lynne was focusing on

, it felt

o focus. But no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't find what was stuck in her mind. "I feel like somethin

ith your forehead." Oliver tugged Lynne's hand for her to walk away from the pole

the pole Oliver was referring to. "My forehead has more potential to hurt

arted lips revealing sharp fangs tha

d, but the matte look on her face spoke more than Oliver could hear. That look was

ring at the other side of the road

ng learning centres of multiple levels. Oliver balanced his steps with Lynne's; he was worried that Lynne would stumble because she was walking unfocused in the middle o

she was thinking about, but no matter how hard she tried to rem

had thought of something earlier. Strangely, she couldn't replay the thought or even know the

He stared in disbelief at the girl while chuckling. "You just don't wan

d then her eyebrows knitted together. "I

r. Isn't that funny? It made less sense if she insisted that she didn't recognise it. "You want me to believe it? Fine, even if it doesn't make sense

ember!" squealed

ber, and I'll take th

Lynne, not wanting to

tion. "Walk right someone could hit you if you walk looking to the side,

right, and she again spoke softly, "I don't remember it. I know I was thinking about something. I could feel what I was thinking was getting

but the name, the look, even what made Lyn

happen? Oliver thought Lynne might be lying and playing a trick on him, but Oliver recognised it. If she were lying, she wouldn't be so desperate to explain it; her voice would still sound loud instead of pleading softly and weakly like before

high dose of something like medicine or something?"

o you think I've lost my mind? What would I use something like that for?" s

he had put them together and processed them simultaneously, she wouldn't have thought that Oli said something rude to her. "Nothing of

th my brain," admitted Lynne feeling guilty bec

t's not like the thought flashed through your head just like that until you immediately forgot. You thought about it so deeply that y

ad just done. But Oliver didn't surprise her when he asked Lynne what was w

boy or something like that, I can't remember. I don't remember at all," Lynne admitted, making it seem stran