During speeches, Mateo got bored and decided he showed his face long enough and signaled his men that it was time to go. On his way out Mateo’s nose caught the scent of an unfamiliar hybrid and his eyes started to search for the female's scent. “You are like me,” Phoebe heard a sexy male voice behind her and she turned around just enough to meet the man she saw earlier being greeted by the Red-Head Seductress as Daddy. ‘My word he is even more attractive up close. I hope I don’t have to kill you,’ Phoebe thought, thankful that she was still fated to Prince Mano, or she might have just given her all to this beautiful man. “I am just passing through. I am not from here,” Phoebe said, taking a sip from her champagne before fully turning around to face the beautiful man. “I can see that,” Mateo said in a hoarse tone, taking in her foreign beauty. “Can I steal you away for a private nightcap?” Mateo asked, wondering if she was going to play hard to get. “You may,” Phoebe said, slippi
After watching Mateo kiss Jeanette on her lips and tracing his mouth down to her breast and Jeanette moaning at his every touch, Phoebe could not help but be slightly disgusted by the thoughts that it was father and daughter having s*x, 'I hope he is not her real father,' Phoebe thought standing up and undoing her dress again, remembering that she needed to rinse her body from the enchantress spell powder. Phoebe smiled to herself and thought, 'I cannot believe it actually worked.' The reason Mateo fell so deeply in love so fast with her was that the moment he spoke to her from behind, breathing in the powder from her hair the spell was effective, and the more he touched her the more the powder spell will make him fall in love with her. The spell will wear off once she rinses it off so Phoebe took a long relaxing bath while listening to Jeanette's climaxing loud moans and screams. ‘I am never going to be able to tell him to stop,’ Jeanette thought as Mateo brought her to climax once
“How many other women did you mistreat like this? My mother?” Jeanette reminded him that he was a monster. “She betrayed me and well when I did this to you, I was angry and jealous,” Mateo said, feeling ashamed and hoping that she will not un mate. “He has a point,” Phoebe sided with Mateo. “Are you taking his side?” Jeanette asked in disbelieve. “My mother got killed just for having me while married to one of your real uncles, so this is nothing compared to what your true family has done. So, do you want me to take you to the higher council to meet your real family?” Phoebe asked. “She is related to the Lycan royals?” Mateo asked, shocked. “Why do you insist on using that term? And yes, she is,” Phoebe said. “I am your real family,” Mateo said, taking Jeanette's hand. ‘What if this is just a trap? What if you enslave me and continue to punish me?’ Jeanette mind linked him, her eyes on him. “His, right, you are probably better off here than at the council. Your grandmother has
“I want to un-mate so that I can mate with Michelle,” Phoebe said, taking Prince Mano’s hands. “You know that is not naturally possible and the both of you will just re-mate with a man,” Prince Mano explained to her how the whole fated mate thing worked. “So, you are telling me since we cannot reproduce as man and woman, we can not mate? What about a shaman spell?” Phoebe asked, looking into his eyes hopeful. ‘Tell her no,’ Queen Lana mind linked him, hearing her question. ‘I can hear you, you know,’ Phoebe responded to Queen Lana’s orders. “So, a shaman can help?” Phoebe asked. ‘I will kill any Shaman that helps you,’ Queen Lana mind linked Prince Mano, warning Phoebe. Prince Mano noticed Phoebe’s teary eyes and wiped the first teardrop rolling out of her eye before embracing her. The two are unaware that they are being watched. Michelle was about to walk into the garden when she saw them embracing, so she stepped out of sight before anyone could see her. Michelle managed to
Michelle came to a stream and wondered if it was enough to cut her scent off. First, she directly crosses the stream and ran for a mile before running back following the exact path. Michelle got back into the stream and made her way down the stream for a few miles before getting out and running for a while before consulting the stars to find her North, East, South, and West, always sniffing around for Cove’s scent. Michelle got too tired to run, but she kept going, walking, making progress. As the sun started to rise, she caught a familiar scent. ‘Phoebe, she thought, following the scent. She kept on losing the scent but then after a few miles, she picked it up again. ‘Must be because she was moving fast, but the scent with her?’ Michelle picked up another scent. ‘definitely female,’ she told herself, feeling jealous. Before long Michelle reached the council, and shifted back into her human form, wrapping the curtain into a dress around her body. She quietly sneaked past the gates an
Karmen came out, dressed in a shirtwaist dress garment with short sleeves, a modest neckline, and a skirt that fell below the knee. The bust was rounded but not particularly emphasized, and the waistline was belted. The shirt dress had decorative pockets and buttons down the front of the dress. “With the jacket or without?” Karmen asked, holding out a coat that coordinates the dress that was made out of contrasting fabric but lined with the dress fabric. The jacket was boxy fashioned and had wide lapels, wide shoulders, and numerous pockets. “The speed we will be going at might be a bit chilly so with the jacket,” Phoebe said, wondering why a woman that stays in the middle of nowhere would have the need for a two-piece, ‘her dress, yes, but the jacket?’ “Did your guardian take you out often?” Phoebe asked. “We went to the Dinner in town on Sundays after church,” Karmen said. “Church?” Phoebe asked, wondering why supernaturals will want to go to church. “Yes, church,” Karmen said
“Phoebe?” Jeanette confirmed, opening her bedroom door. “I am leaving for a few days, but I will be back before the end of the week,” Phoebe said, following Jeanette to her bed, which was a four-poster bed like the rest of the beds at the castle. “I hope it is to sort that out,” Jeanette pointed at Phoebe’s head, swinging her finger. “Yes, it is. Remember to not let your father or your grandparents' mind link with you,” Phoebe warned. “But what if they force it?” Jeanette asked, worried. “Then you will have to go, rogue, before they can see anything in your head,” Phoebe suggested. “If I go rogue with my mind, they will know I am up to something,” Jeanette pointed out worriedly. “Then don’t give them a reason to force themself onto you. You are a smart girl, you will figure it out,” Phoebe said, giving her a hug. “Spent time with your cousin. Try to win her trust and get information on her life, but keep it to yourself,” Phoebe said. “Like what kind of information, and why?” Je
This staircase leads them up to another door and through the door another, followed by another, all with several locks. ‘I don’t remember a tower from the outside,’ the woman thought, quietly following King Thorvald and Shysie up the wide stone spiral staircase. The difference between the final door and all the other doors was that not only did it have locks, but also a guard. King Thorvald whispered a few words to the guard that Shysie can not hear, even with her vampire hearing, but it does not matter as she knew the words as King Thorvald has trusted her to feed his pet before. “Please turn around and look the other way,” the guard asked, and even King Thorvald obeyed. King Thorvald set it up this way so that if he was under attack that the information as to where the guard kept the keys can not even be extracted from him. The guard will end his own life if he felt threatened. King Thorvald’s enchantress is the only one besides the guard that knew the spell to reveal the keys