[Mykel’s POV]Afterwards, I sat up in bed with Amya fast asleep curled up next to me. I had to admit, I could get used to this.Reaching out, I gently brushed some hair that was dangling dangerously close to her slightly open mouth. Where my fingertips touched sent warmth racing through my fingers and down to my dick, igniting the desire to attack her once again.Letting out a huff, I slowly got up, being sure not to wake her. As much as I wanted to attack, I also wanted her to get her rest. Especially after everything that we did earlier on.Deciding to wait, I got out of bed and stretched before grabbing a tank top and sweats and making my way out of the room.Grumbling to myself, I made my way towards the training pitch. The sound of fists hitting leather greeted me as I approached. Frowning, I moved closer until I could see someone’s silhouette beating the shit out of my brand new punching bag."Armal?" I called, realizing who it was. "Did my equipment do something to you?"Stoppi
[Amya’s POV]I stood in the bathroom staring at myself in the mirror. After delivering the old man’s message to Mykel, he insisted that we take a bath to get rid of any excess…fluids from our fun during the night. That fact made me slightly nervous about this meeting with the Thunder Ridge guild.Should I be worried since he wanted to impress?Despite being assured that it wouldn’t be that big of a deal, I couldn’t seem to calm down."Are you hoping to switch places with your reflection?" Mykel murmured, stepping up behind me.Not responding, I met his mischievous gaze in the mirror while his hands began to travel along my skin."What are you planning?""To help you calm down."Shivering, I closed my eyes and let my head rest on Mykel’s shoulder. As much as I would have loved that, gramps had made it clear that Thunder Ridge would be here soon."I appreciate the thought, but we really should only focus on washing."Opening my eyes again, I turned around to meet Mykel’s disappointed ga
[Mykel’s POV]"OVER MY DEAD BODY!" I roared, attempting to jump across the table at the bastard for even thinking that I would go along with his ridiculous plan. "Mykel," Gramps murmured, clamping a hand on my shoulder and holding me in place. "Haven’t you caused enough trouble?""Are you suggesting I sit here and go along with this bullshit?" I demanded.I didn’t give a damn if this was supposed to be a meeting to negotiate after what I did. How in the hell did he even think that I would let him take Amya after I killed his men to protect her? Both of the old coots were full of it."Are you refusing my request?" Theodore asked, remaining unphased by my outburst. "You do know that if we are not with you, then we are against you, correct?""I’m pretty sure I know how this works." I responded in annoyance. "Name a different price. Amya isn’t a fucking pawn for peace. "Beside me, I could feel Amya’s shocked gaze come to rest on me."What?" I asked in surprise. "Haven’t I already told y
[Amya’s POV]Anger rolled through me as I continued to move, leaving Mykel on the ground. Good, the bastard could stay there forever for all I cared. Who was he to actually make light of my feelings, especially when they came from a bitch who clearly had a history with him?Grumbling, I quickened my pace while sniffing the air for Pam’s familiar scent. When I managed to find it, I headed in the direction it came from until I found her sparring with Lucian. However, as soon as they spotted me, the fighting ended."Keep going!" I urged, perking up. "Don’t let me interrupt.""Why are you here?" Pam asked curiously. "Especially without your ball and chain.""Don’t mention him." I hissed, "Right now he doesn’t exist."At my words, Pam’s face lit up, and a mischievous gleam formed in her eyes. Ignoring Lucian’s questioning gaze, she made her way towards me."Oh ho," she giggled, throwing an arm around me. "What did he do now?""I met Arabella.""Oh shit." Lucian whistled, adding to my annoy
[Amya’s POV]Later that day, I sat in the stands of a large arena with Pam on one side and Lucian on the other. After being told about Mykel’s history with Arabella, I made my way here while contemplating exactly how I planned to get the bitch back for playing such a dirty trick on my man.When we arrived, Lucian, Fronz, and Linton were already in place, watching as Mykel and Armal warmed up for their fight.Despite knowing that I should still be mad, I couldn’t stop myself from admiring Mykel’s shirtless form. With each stretch he did, his muscles flexed so damn sexily that I found myself growing hot and bothered.However, that feeling wasn’t long lived as the woman of the hour began to make her way towards our group with her brother in tow.Frowning, I watched as she took a seat beside me and then flashed a brilliant smile."Care if I sit here?" She asked, innocently."Do you need my permission?""Be good, Arabella." Denny murmured, taking the next seat beside her. "We came here to
[Amya’s POV]My eyes grew wide as the seat beneath me gave way. Dammit, how could those two be so damn oblivious to their surroundings?"Careful!" Pam yelled, grabbing my hand as I began to fall. "I’m going to kill them when I find them."Still trying to process what was happening, I let Pam tug me towards her while the seats continued to crumble."Time to go!" Lucian called, beginning to move. "Before this whole place goes down."Snapping out of my shock, I nodded and followed while Arabella and Denny followed closely behind.Feeling slightly disappointed that Arabella didn’t manage to fall through, I continued to move, leaping from stand to stand until finally landing on the grounds below. Making my way towards the middle of the arena, I watched everything around me crumble."Think they managed to get crushed?" Lucian asked now that we were safe."How could you say such a thing?" Arabella gasped. "Mykel is your friend!""To hell with Armal, huh?" Pam snapped, fixing her narrow gaze
[Mykel’s POV]"What do you mean they died?" Amya asked, seeming to not quite believe me. "Wouldn’t this place be part of the guild’s territory?""Not quite," I admitted. "You see, long ago, before the guild was built, this was sacred ground where the council of elders resided.""Council?" she repeated, her lips pressing into a thin line. "This belonged to those bastards?"Oh, did she have an issue with the elders? That was interesting. I guess if that was the case, she was really going to enjoy the next part of my story."That’s right." I confirmed. "At least it did until I found them."As I spoke, memories of that day began to emerge. Before Boar’s Head was built, I worked for the mercenaries, and one of my first missions was to rid the world of the elders, since in most people’s eyes they were more of a nuisance than a blessing.At the time I was only thirteen and just managed to prove my worth, but that was all almost ruined when those assholes sent me on such a dangerous mission.
[Amya’s POV]Later, I sat with Pam and watched as a shirtless Mykel hauled a cart that was loaded with debris. His tan skin glistened in the setting sun, and I found myself wanting to jump him right here and now."Will they have to clean everything up today?" I asked Pam, trying to distract myself from my quickly dwindling thoughts."Probably."Frowning, I couldn’t stop the disappointment that was rushing through me. After getting a taste of him the night before, I felt antsy. Mykel’s body was definitely a drug, and I was fiending for more of it."Maybe we should go inside," Pam suddenly announced."Huh, why?"Instead of responding, Pam gave me an all-knowing look that made my cheeks flush a deep shade of red. Oops."Come along, horny girl."Nodding, I let Pam grab my hand and tug me to my feet. Giving Mykel one more glance, I let myself be led away.When we entered Boar’s Head, a divine smell hit my nose, causing my stomach to suddenly rumble. Realizing that I hadn’t eaten all day, I