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Elle Continued Chapter Fourteen Elle took a deep breath in. She had always suspected this to be the truth of their relationship but she never dared say it out loud. Elle wanted to cry, wanted to scream. She wanted to rage, she was feeling a darkness creep inside of her and an emptiness. She for some reason wanted Rain to come and fill, mostly with his dick, but that would have to wait. Instead she just looked at her mother and downed another shot of whiskey Hilda had given her. “Go on moth- ahem clearing her throat she couldn’t call her mother anymore, go on.” Looking around Ann made a clucking noise with her mouth as she began her story. "I want to tell you about your mother first. She was a seer and a powerful one. You'd also call her a witch in this world. But, myself and my people. We called her the seer." Elle didn't understand what she meant when she said "my people". "When you said my people. Who? Are you not a witch?" "Will you let me finish the fucking story?!"
ANN POV Ann watched Elle walk off into her room and heaved a sigh. “I hate lying to her, I want her to know and understand the full truth of what she is.” The fire that Ann was now standing in front of keeping her warm made a whooshing sound and magical red fibers seemed to ensnare their way around Ann. Aunt Hilda whispered incantations under her breath as the fibers wrapped themselves completely around Ann making her glow with the magic. The vibrations from Aunt Hilda's power seemed to reshape the room and a beautiful man was revealed as the fibers died away. With long silver hair down his back and muscles rippling from his arms and legs and intricate tattoos sprawling from his upper arms to his neck decorated him. He was dressed in heavy brown leather body armor and had two swords on either side of him. Elle’s lips look painted onto his mouth, his brows furrowed together. He was Elle’s father. “Just a little more time Silas and all can be relieved. You know we have to be care
Chapter sixteen Elle Pov I opened my eyes to the sun pearing in the room. Like a laser it was hitting me, assaulting my sleep and waking me up from a dream that seemed heavy and unreal at the same time. Climbing out of bed and getting dressed, Hilda had left clothes on the table for me that sat next to the giant wooden bed that I slept on last night. I knew things from this moment on would be different. I was back in the house that I spent summers in. When mom and I no, that wasn’t quite right anymore. Ann and I would come here to be ourselves, she would tell us. I have a feeling last night I didn’t get the full story. I would get answers if it was the last thing I did. We were still on the run after all. From what though? What attacked us and more importantly why had it attacked us? I found out I have powers, powers of my own. But, what exactly does that mean? I wish I could go back slinging tarot cards outside the stripe club Midnights. I wished I could have my more simple life
Chapter SeventeenElle Pov Rain throws me onto the bed. Yes, I think this is what I want. Don’t over think this Elle. You can do this. Rain looms over me with a smile slapped onto his face, hes fucking more excited to eat me then a kid in a candy store. Looking down at me he nips on my lips tugging on my bottom one until I feel it almost split open. Then he does something I didn’t expect. He licks me from my neck all the way to my bottom lip and he just nips, encircling my small wound. Moaning in pleasure from the taste. I rock my head back impatiently with need taking over me. This is the bond I think. I’m on fire. Taking his hands he massages my breast and murmurs “fucking perfect” as he sucks and licks his way down my body. Planting little kisses that seem more gentle then I think he should be with me on both my inner thighs one then the other. “ You are so fucking good. I could taste you all day. Mmmmm..” He says. I take my hand and fist it inside h
Chapter EighteenRain POV: Everything for just a moment seemed to be okay. I woke up to birds chirping outside the window that was temporarily Elle's room. Last night I promised myself before I got here, this was it; Just tonight in the morning you tell her it's done. No relationship. No more mate bond. In truth I didn't know what it was going to feel like besides the worst pain I'd ever felt. I wish I didn't need the high council. I wish we weren't on the brink of war. But, right now I'm looking at her beautiful face and the rise and fall of her chest and a selfish part of me doesn't want to let her go. It's the bond I hear my wolf say. He's scared we'll lose her forever. That she won't understand. This is just until we get things figured out with the high council I tell him in my mind. Our wolves are linked with us through a spiritual and psychic connection. I feel his feelings and he feels mine, for an alpha is more powerful than most. If and when Elle and I become truly
Chapter nineteenMax Pov:Ten years ago. I am so ready to get out of this fucking shitty ass town of I had nothing. Nothing here in Back Water Heights but pain. As I’m walking to Sarah we’re meeting in the woods. My thoughts drift to my mother, My mother died when I was younger, an attack but a rogue wolf. We were out in the woods. She was teaching me about plants. She was the pack's herbalist and a rogue came up behind us because she had started her heat. It was a s smell that had a gross sweet hint but, to a man who had shifted it drove them wild. I remembered her saying we couldn’t stay long, we had to get back to my father. But, right after those words left her lips she was attacked. She threw me into some brush and told me to run. Run like your life depends on it Max grab your father. Go. Be silent and fast. To my everlasting regret I did run, I did leave her. By the time my father and other male wolves got to her it was too late. While my mother had put up a fight. I shake
Elle POVI can feel my feet touching the soil. It's cold underneath, and the wind is blowing all around me. I'm running, I'm in a white nightgown and I'm running away from something.. But, what is it that I'm running away from? I can feel the pounding of my feet hitting the soil, I'm panicking as I try and weave more air into my lungs. "Elle, Elle, come here little Elle. I won't bite little Elle. We just need a little bit of your sweet blood Elle." A maniacal laughter is all I can hear as I'm running trying to find my way back. I go past bushes and thick trees, darkness all around me. I'm mostly counting on my legs to lead me back. I'm praying I can get back before it grabs me. The door for aunt Hilda's cabin comes within my vision. I see it. I can almost taste safety. As I outstretch my hand and the air burns my lungs further, I'm almost there. I stretch my hand a little further almost there. I try to scream for someone to open the door but they don't. No one hears me. As I'm al
Rain Pov: I’m walking hand in hand with Elle. My Elle. My mate. This is real I think for the first time in a long time. I’m here. The Moon Goddess gave me her and only her to worship. Elle smiles at me as she shows me around her Aunt Hilda’s cabin. There are witches everywhere staring at me. Some of them smile and some of them scowl at us. But, none of them really say anything to us. Elle and I have not made anything official yet and I still need to speak to her about so much that has happened. The high council wants me to give Elle up. Well, not really wanted but demanded that one of me or one of my men, my soldiers give up a fated mate to take one of the witches off of their hands, to restore the bonds of wolf and witches like it used to be years and years ago. I don’t understand the high council’s motive for this. We need them, we need their magic to confirm the attacks on humans and humans with witch-like powers. They call those humans “descendants”. “Rain, Rain, Earth to Ra