I should be paying more attention to dinner and the conversations, but I keep looking to the forest. I’m afraid that I will see Iganzio out there watching me. ‘He isn’t out there. He will never be out there. Our mate won’t let him get near us.’ Emilia assured me.
That should be enough. I should feel safe sitting here with Alec at my side. He did talk to the crone about finding out how Ignazio could spy on me. ‘He’s not out there, kitten. You’re safe, and we will keep you that way.’ Chesed’s voice swirled around in my mind.
Strange to have him offering me comfort. But I suppose for Chesed, it’s a matter of protecting what he deems as his over comforting me. Under the table, I felt the warmth of Alec’s hand on my leg, pushing the hem of my dress up just a little. Alec was using the bond, comforting me with his touch.
My nerves calmed just in enough time to focus on the conversation as my sister called us out for mating in the study. Did she ac
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I don’t like when Katrina puts herself down. She is not lesser because she didn’t get a wolf or magic. She’s perfect exactly as she is. And any male would be lucky to be her mate. And so help me if she has a mate out there and he dares to reject her because she’s a hybrid and has no wolf. ‘We skin him alive and have a new rug in our office.’ Chesed growled. We aren’t often on the same page, but we always manage to agree when it comes to protecting our children. And it isn’t just Katrina that we would go to such an extreme to protect from heartbreak. The same goes for any mate who would reject André for being a hybrid and gay. Anyone who cannot see how amazing my children are and count their blessings to be mated to one of them does not deserve to live. ‘You okay over there? I’m picking up some very aggressive vibes?’ Crista questioned through our link. Of course, she picked up on my agitation. I need to be better about that, though it’s also good
***Warning this chapter contains content of a graphic nature featuring inhumane actions.**** **** **** **** **** **** My right leg won’t stop shaking, my hands too. Where is Melania? She was supposed to be here an hour ago. I need more of that potion. I can’t think clearly without it. And that bitch knows it. She’s doing this on purpose. If it weren’t because she’s the only one that can brew it, I would kill her. “What’s taking her so long!?” I snarled. Slamming my fist into the arm of my chair, startling the slave girl kneeling in front of me servicing me. I glared at her tear-stained face as she scrambled back, her job unfinished. I’d called her in here to give me a blow job, thinking maybe it would take some of the edge off while I waited. But she couldn’t even do that right. She’s from the Nebrodi pack, one of the bitches we captured. She’s not ugly, with supple breasts, mossy green eyes, and thi
I am very grateful that my sisters and Katrina are here. My heat is still a raging fire that only gives me a few hours where I don’t have an uncontrollable need, not just a desire, to have sex with Alec. So it’s fallen to my sisters and Katrina more so to be host to Isis Adio. I feel bad for the girl. Yes, she’s gotten to know Persephone a little, but she’s been brought to the villa, and due to me being in heat, her mate can’t even come with her. So she’s in an unfamiliar home with unfamiliar people while her mate is out helping the Incubi warriors fight off Mandonie attacks. There is some good news in all this. The attack on the coven failed, epically based on André’s account of the events. I still laugh when I remember this theatrical retelling of that night. While André told his epic tale, Chesed was getting agitated, wanting his son to get to the point. The guy is over the top, which makes him a great storyteller. Alright, so I was probably part of
I should have felt relieved that this attack against the coven failed. And I am. Ignazio knew about the coven, and that he made it a point to go for the first is worrying. Whoever this witch is working with him, I can only assume she’s someone who defected from the coven.But who? Not like Chiara keeps me informed of her coven members beyond if they need more houses built or extra resources. So I honestly don’t even know how large the coven is. That’s going to change in the morning.Because if this gut feeling I have is correct and Ignazio is getting aid from a coven defector, any insider information he’s being fed is on Chiara’s head.Even the exhaustion from sex and the calming affect of having Crista is my arms didn’t quell my worries. These worries swirled in my mind making sleep hard to find.Thankfully she slept peacefully. I know she and her sisters think this is their fault. I felt it when Andr
I furrowed my brow as she called me Darkness. I felt tendrils of something old and dark clawing at the far edges of my mind. ‘Don’t even think about it. If you let Darkness in, that means I have to go into that cage.’ Chesed growled. He didn’t like getting sidelined for Darkness. “The Darkness is in his box. Whatever you have to say, you say to Chesed and me. The Darkness will get the memo.” I shrugged, letting the shadows release her. “Now talk. We apparently have much to discuss as you are the one that saw the prophecy about Crista and me being the Light and Darkness.” “Have it your way. But Chesed will have to learn to take a backseat to Darkness. It will be his power that will be needed to fulfill the prophecy.” Chiara shrugged as she slowly walked over to the kitchen table, taking a seat. “
I’m not sure I will be able to take a week of this heat. I’m only on the second day, and it’s driving me insane. Every time it starts to flare up, I lose all sense.For example, making out with Alec at the kitchen table. Not something I would have done otherwise. I’m more respectful to other people than that.‘I would have. Heat or not, I’m all for making out with and then some with our mate anywhere the mood strikes. This is our home, so we should be able to do whatever we like wherever we like.’ Emilia snorted. I rolled my eyes as I stripped and stepped into the cool water of the shower.I really hope a cold shower can help cool me down. This is getting ridiculous. ‘No ridiculous is taking a cold shower when we know the best method to alleviate heat is our mate between our legs.’ Emilia sighed.I’d roll my eyes, but she’s right, and as if knowing we were talking about him, or maybe
Crista isn’t the only one who’s not sure how much of this heat they can take. I’m not saying I have any issues with all the sex. That I’m immensely enjoying. But the frequency of our encounters seems to be growing. Not to mention the length of the encounters.It seems that each time since the encounter here in my study yesterday, the time between surges of heat has shortened while the length of time and number of orgasms she needs to quell the fire has increased.‘Is there a reason you are complaining about giving her more orgasms and having sex for longer intervals?’ Chesed scoffed.‘Because I don’t think this is normal. Granted, I’m not very familiar with the intensity or frequency of a mated rank couple when the female is in heat. And I have no intentions of asking Izzy or Damon about their sex life. I would rather keep that a mystery and blissfully assume my nieces and nephew were from immaculate co
I felt my whole body tense with fear and worry when Alec said two attacks were happening. I don’t want innocent people to get hurt because of us. Ignazio wouldn’t be bothering this pack if I hadn’t brought my sisters here. ‘We were meant to come here. Divine intervention. Whatever you want to call it. Alec is our mate. We were always meant to find him. And that’s not me even counting the whole Light and Darkness prophecy.’ Emilia was quick to remind me. Just because she has a point doesn’t make me feel any better. Even Alec’s calming touch didn’t fully settle my nerves. I mean it helped, but it also sparked something else in me. I don’t want people being hurt because of me. This damn heat needs to learn its place. I can’t keep this up. I should not complain about having fantastic sex with my very handsome mate. But even if, as a werewolf, I heal faster than a human, my thighs are still sore. And even if I slept last night, I feel exhausted.