RAYHAN
I reached the room where her scent was strongest and slowly tried the door handle. It was unlocked, so I slipped inside. The room was dark, save for a sliver of moonlight, and my heart thundered when I saw her lying on the bed. Her chest rose and fell with each breath she took.
I felt relief wash over me but I suddenly felt all my energy drain from me too. I hadn’t slept because I had been so worried, but I hadn’t even noticed how tired I was until I saw her before me. That fear that had been crippling me eased and I felt lighter.
She was safe. Thank goddess...
I shut the door even though I just wanted to run to her. I was glad to see the key in the lock and quickly locked it, wincing at the scraping sound it made. Delsanra stirred slightly as she turned on to her side. I walked over to her, taking my backpack off and placing it on the ground slowly.
Suddenly, her eyes flew open, and she jolted upright scanning the room. Had she sensed
RAYHAN My smile only grew as she said those words. Goddess, was my kitten cute. I pulled her close, claiming her lips in a deep kiss once more. "I like you too, kitten." I whispered, breaking away. More than like… but I don’t want to scare you off. We kissed for a few moments before I stood up, holding her by her thighs. I kissed her shoulder softly and placed her on the bed. "As much as I want to kiss you all night, you’re injured, and you look pale." I said, kneeling between her legs, my hands on her thighs. I hadn’t missed the way she had tensed, and I knew there was a high chance it was an old memory. I needed to take it slow, but I also needed to find out what actions could trigger those memories. I won’t deny that I was scared to know what she had remembered. Had she been sexually abused? The thought made me sick to my stomach. I just wanted to shield her from the world and kill the bastards who had hurt her in the most painful w
DELSANRA I hadn’t been able to focus on anything properly sincemorning… I had awoken wrapped up in his arms and the realisation of what happened last night had hit me like a freight train. I had been tired, weak and in pain, in that state, I had told him I liked him. It wasn’t a lie... but the fact that I admitted to it terrified me. I also knew, despite my own doubts, that Rayhan cared for me deeply. His coming here was proof enough, he was risking his life being here. I should have told him to leave and how I didn’t want him here… but I had been too weak to resist and had given in to whatever I felt inside. It had been selfish of me, if he gets hurt it would be my fault. But I also know he is stubborn and there is nothing I can do to control him. So, I just needed to make sure he didn’t get hurt. I didn’t mind getting hurt, but when it came to Rayhan, I wouldn’t let anything happen to him. I got to work quickly, in the same kitchen I used to labour in
RAYHAN For most of the morning I found nothing of importance, but I could feel the magic was strong around the coven’s castle. Delsanra had warned me that I might not be able to venture inside, and she had been correct. So, I had stayed outside, I couldn’t risk someone finding me and there didn’t seem to be any way in without walking through a spell that might detect me. Just when I thought I’d go see if I could find anything elsewhere, I walked around the side of the castle and the sound of hushed whispering coming from the other side of the huge wall reached my ears. I guess witches were careful, but they didn’t have the same hearing we did. "Reginald… we need to be careful." "I know what I'm doing. You just do your part. Besides, Samson might be furious when he learns this. You will need to appease Elinai and Amoria. We will need them too." He muttered. "Will it work?" "Oh absolutely, every item is embedded within the spell. She won
RAYHAN I turned away from her, commanding her to close her eyes but she refused. I could feel her eyes burning into me, but I couldn’t hide my anger. This scum had tried to rape her... The scene I had run into, her screaming for him to stop as she tried to push him away... The way he was undoing his pants with one of his fucking hands, the other on her body… The anger I felt was like a blazing fire and I was the oil, only fuelling it further. "Back off, mutt!" The man growled. "Call me what you want, but I am death." I whispered, grabbing him by his neck, I slammed him into the tree behind him. "You messed with the wrong Alpha." He scoffed, struggling in my hold. "You’re not the fucking Lycan. I don’t fear you." He spat. I smiled coldly. "Oh no… I'm not." I extracted my claws slowly, watching them painstakingly penetrate his neck. His shrieks filled the air and I smiled coldly. "The thing is, I'm not a king with an enti
DELSANRA Walking away from the coven and its people was surreal. The power and threat of the man beside me had clearly been absolute. No one wanted to be on the bad side of the Lycan King. That was clear. For a moment, I wanted to see the man behind the terrifying reputation, the man Endora had wanted so dearly, the man who had ended up killing her. Rayhan’s uncle. His words resonated in my head and I still couldn’t believe they were true. He loved me. He said he loved me. My man, my mate. A man who could be as dangerous, protective and terrifying as he was sweet, charming and sexy. Even when he told me he was going to undress to shift, he teased that if I wanted to keep looking, I was welcome to. He was perfect… When I climbed on top of his back; clinging to his backpack, my arms wrapped around his neck. I was content, I was safe, I was home. We had passed at least three towns before Rayhan decided to stop, realising I was about to fall asleep on his
DELSANRA Last night I had said I loved him, and I meant it. The look in those eyes of his... The way he kissed me, the relief, happiness and contentment that I sensed from him made it so worth it. I was still worried about how me being a witch would make things harder for him, how his family might not take to me, but above all, I knew it would be worthwhile. Rayhan had become my world, and I wanted him to know that. Last night had been perfect, I had never felt such pleasure and I'm not even going to deny those orgasms had been mind-blowing. The look on his face when I had run my hand along his dick had only turned me on more. I wasn’t even sure I was doing the right thing, but I went with what felt right, and that look of pleasure on his face had been so sexy. I knew he was experienced and that just scared me even more. What if I wasn’t good enough? But falling asleep in his arms, I selfishly decided not to even bother worrying for the night.
DELSANRA The Night Walkers Pack, home to the Lycan king himself… My heart was thudding in fear as I made sure my spell to disguise that I was a witch was absolute. I had heard about this man since I was younger, even before I was sold. The whispers of a beast that had risen. Then when Endora took me, the amount of hatred the rogues felt towards him… Wherever I went, the shadow of the Lycan king lingered. The werewolves who hurt me feared him. But over time, the fear I had felt towards him, changed. He was the one to kill Endora, the one to protect the weak… I had somehow begun to admire the legend, despite hating his kind. I had always put him in a separate category than werewolves, like me he was different from his kind… There had been a moment or two where I wondered if I found him, would he have granted me justice? I doubted it, I was a witch after all… but he was born of a hybrid witch/werewolf mother himself. The thought had always lingered, but
RAYHAN Uncle was a fucking snitch. Delsanra wasn’t dumb. Fuck I did not want to have to tell her about Kiara. Wasn’t that something we planned to never mention? Ever. Back then, I told him if I knew they were mates, I wouldn’t have done it. Yes, I would have told Delsanra, but when the time was flipping right, not when she already felt doubtful. Even if it wasn’t intentional, he had just fucked up big time. Delsanra busied herself with Dante, and he wasted no effort in trying to impress her. Uncle was as un-phased as ever, and it was irritating me. Kiara popped her head back in, asking Delsanra to go with her and I was glad in a way. Once it was just Uncle and I left in the room, I gave him a cold glare. "Was that necessary?" I asked coldly. "Guess we should think before going around and doing shit we’re going to regret later." He replied mockingly. "She’s been through a lot, she does not need extra shit right now." I snapped b