Chapter 3.17 Something’s Gotta Change

Side Note:  Just a small warning that there are more than a few swear words in this chapter.  But after all that Lincoln has been through, can you really blame him?  Also, in the first picture, please ignore the beer bottle that Linc is drinking and imagine that it is a cough syrup bottle.


I was so irritated; I couldn’t think straight. My paws were shaking, and my ears were droopy. I needed something to calm me down, but after tearing apart the kitchen all I could find was some children’s cough syrup that had long expired. It smelled foul, and the cherry flavor was replaced with a bitter flavor. No matter, it would have to do the trick. After a shot or two (or six) I started to feel less flustered, but I was still mad as hell.

“Fuck, shit, monkey, damn,” all I wanted to do was curse, and when I ran out of curse words I started shouting random words. “Hell, bitch, spoon, fart balls.”



“What is wrong with this town?” I asked myself once I began to stop shaking. I paced back and forth in frustration as I tried to make sense of the events that had just unfolded on my front lawn. “Has everyone lost their ever fucking loving minds?”

These were, of course, rhetorical questions. Yet Bert still felt the need to chime in with his two cents.

“I don’t ​want to say I told you so… but I did. I very much told you so. And I fear that this is not over yet. Not by a long shot.”

“Why do these things always happen to me?” I pretended to ignore Bert, and kept up my self pity rant. “Why do bad things happen to me? What did I do to deserve this? I know what went wrong; it’s me. I always do this; I get too involved. I care too much! I am too nice to people.”



“I need to stop being too damn nice to people.” I resolved. “I am done with being everyone’s friend. I don’t need any of these stupid townies. Ryker, Camilla, Flint, Euclid: they can all go to hell. They can all fuck themselves for all I care. All I care about is trying to break this stupid curse that I’ve been put under.”

“Well, how do you plan on doing that?” Bert always has a reply for everything. “And while being all on your own? I don’t see any spell books laying around here. Do you?”

Damn it, Bert had a point. I didn’t have a clue on how to break this spell, or where to even start. I tried the library; it was a bust. Not to mention, me going to the library is how this whole cluster fuck thing started. Then it dawned on me…




“Mira is a witch.” I realized. “I can use her to find a spell to break this curse! She has probably over a million books in that stupid house of hers. One of them must be of use to me. Of course, why didn’t I think of that before?”

“I don’t know if ​using her is the right thing to do.” Bert once again had voice his opinion that no one asked for. “She seems like a nice girl. Did you ever think that maybe she would help you if you just asked nicely? No strings attached.”

“I know that you have been stuck in that mirror for plumbob knows how long. But I have a newsflash for you; no one does anything for anyone else without strings attached. People don’t do things just for the sake of being nice. No, I will only use Mira for her magic. Nothing more. But in order to do that I will have to go on like nothing is the matter. I have to be her best friend. I will lay on the Charming Charm so thick that she will be eating out of my hand, I mean paw, before long.”

“What about Ryker and the pack? At times like these, you can never have too many allies.”

“Ugh, I guess I will have to keep being a part of that stupid pack. I will put up with them too, I guess. Plumbob, this also means that I will have to put up with those insufferable friends of Mira’s; Renatta and Flint too. And her loony toons of a father. But it will all be for the sake of finding me a cure.”

“I still don’t think this is such a good idea. Deception is never the answer.”

“And when the curse is gone, and I am back to my former awesome self, it will be good bye Moonlight Falls forever!!”



So that is exactly what I did. I texted Mira right away and asked her to come over. When she showed up I played the part of scared, helpless werewolf so well that I even started to convince myself.

“Thank you so much for stepping in when you did.” I whimpered. “I hate to think what would have happened if you hadn’t helped me… and Ryker.”

Mira had two cups of coffee from her stupid coffee shop that she loves so much. She placed my cup in front of me, but I moved it to the side. After all of that expired cough syrup my stomach was doing somersaults.

“Are you still hurt?” Mira extended her hand across the table to reach mine. As a reflex I pulled my paw away. At first I thought that Mira was going to be offended, but if she was she didn’t let it show.

“I can put some warding up around your house.” she politely offered with a smile. Her rainbow colored eyes regaining that sparkle. “It won’t keep Alcander out, but at least it will keep the vampires at bay.”

I flashed my best sad puppy dog look and timidly said, “that sounds very nice of you.”

All the while I was proud of my charade. And the Academy Award for Best Actor goes to… ME!!


15 thoughts on “Chapter 3.17 Something’s Gotta Change

  1. I rolled my eyes at Lincoln thinking he ‘gets too involved’ and ‘is too nice to people’. Way to completely miss the point, lol. 😛 Like Audrey, I’m thinking it’s likely Lincoln will start to care about Mira in time, even if he’s insisting that he’s using her now. 🙂
    Great to see another chapter from you, dear! 🙂

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    1. As always, you are too sweet. Thank you for such kind words of encouragement.
      Lincoln is half right; all of this is his own fault, but certainly not because he is too nice.
      We will see how long this “fake niceness” will last.

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  2. Okay first of all, stop the presses, is Carys actually here less than a week after something got posted?! Holy hell…
    ” I know what went wrong; it’s me” You got my hopes up only to DASH THEM CRUELLY. When will Lincoln learn, lmao!
    ‘pretend to be friends then actually fall in love’ is one of my fave tropes so I’m hoping that this is the road that Lincoln goes down. Mira is so sweet she could melt anyone – you catch more flies with honey, after all… (side note, is that the actual saying? Because why would you want to catch flies? ANYWAY).

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    1. I never understood that saying either. Why would anyone want to catch flies?
      Anyway, Lincoln is right that this mess he is in is all is own doing. But not because he is too nice.
      Mira would be someone that anyone would be lucky to have. Let’s see how long Lincoln can fake being nice.

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  3. You are clearly having fun writing Lincoln, and it totally shows: I’m so much enjoying reading about him, I don’t know if I can say it enough times! 😀
    I laughed during his rant about him being too nice – lmaooo yeah man, keep telling yourself that! 😂😂
    Hmmm using sweet Mira is not going to work pal, something tells me you’ll start caring for her eventually – this will be a blast to read, I’m sure! 😉
    I can’t wait to see what’s coming next! 😀 ❤

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    1. Yes, Linc has been a blast to write for, and I’m glad that it shows!
      You and Bert are right, using people is never a good thing. And how long do you really think Linc will be able to keep up the “nice charade”?

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  4. Wait a minute…. where was I when this came out? :O :O I love this story so much and can’t believe I didn’t see this!

    Anyway, Lincoln is killing me, as usual. lol And, I mean that in a good way. You write him really well. Mira is so sweet; I hope he doesn’t end up hurting her in some way.

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