Damon's POVI wake up on the sofa with my head resting on the softest surface I've ever laid on. I open my eyes to see Leena sleeping, head laid back and mouth agape and loud snores tearing from the hole. I chuckle quietly so I don't wake her up and lift myself up slowly. After I feel like it's safe to stand up, I do so and carefully lay her down across the sofa to ease the pressure on her back. She must have stayed like that all night long. There's a pang in my heart for not being able to tell her anything, but still depending on her like I did last night. I tried to clean myself up and change my clothes to mask the scent of blood and death, but I know she smelled it. When I turn around, I notice the journal sitting on the arm of the chair next to the fireplace. Was she reading that? Where did she get it? It looks awfully similar to the one that was on my desk. I pick it up and open it up to the spot she left off at. It's over halfway finished! How can she read this gibberish? I
Leena's POVI feel nothing but happiness right now. He actually agreed to finding me a tutor. Anytime I asked anything about learning, I was beaten and ridiculed. So the fact he agreed to it made me feel unimaginable joy. While he went out to work with Torrance, I made my way to the library for more reading materials. That last journal captivated my attention so much that I must know more, preferably about those mystery Hybrid creatures. I return to the room and set the journals down on the nightstand. I'd love to stay up and read more, but exhaustion is taking over and I have to lay down and rest. I don't really remember what happens next as I fall asleep pretty quickly, but I do remember waking up slightly when strong, muscular arms grab me closer to the body they belong to. I've never experienced affection like this before and I find myself craving it more everyday. I notice now whenever I'm near Damon, that I'm at my most peaceful. There's something about him and our relations
Damon's POVTo say she surprised me would be a understatement. I never knew she had that kind of fire in her, especially since she's been so timid since I've brought her back here. However, I don't particularly like how she's used that fire. I admit that I'm probably too controlling. She's right though, I'm not used to being told no. I can't sleep now, not without talking to her. I get out of bed and get clothes on. I know she's in the library, but she said not to follow her. I know I should respect her words, but something tells me they may not have been her true intentions. What am I thinking? That's toxic and I have to change if I want her to be the best version of herself. However, we do need to discuss better communication skills. If she wants to be a strong, independent woman, it takes two to make that happen. If I don't know what she's thinking, how can I support her? That's it, I'm going to the library. She may not like it, but I have to establish this boundary for both o
Leena's POVDespite all the information Damon crammed into my head all day, something about his blunt honesty about my father brings these strange feelings up in me. All I've ever wanted was to feel wanted, and respected, and that's what I received today without even asking. Tonight, I'm going to rock his world and suck the soul out from his body. I stand firmly and turn to meet his gaze. I can smell desire pouring from his every pore and it creates my own desire. This is the night where I show him who's the ruler of these chambers. I unzip my dress and allow it to fall to the floor as I step closer to him. I unclamp my bra and free my breasts from their fabric prison. I stop long enough to step out of my cheeky, lacy panties.I slowly push my body into his and lead him to the couch. He goes to remove his own clothing, but I reach out to stop him. Grasping onto his shirt, I rip it apart and the buttons go flying and land with a soft clatter onto the stone floor beneath us. I unbuck
Damon's POVI didn't want to leave her. I wanted to stay and explore every inch of her--inside and out. The minute she mentioned Torrance's night visit, I knew it couldn't be good. I make my way to the study where I know he'll be waiting. That is one thing that unnerves me about him. He seems to always know where I'm at, like some sort of shifter intuition. When I open the door, he standing by the windows facing out. He looks solemn. I knew it would be bad. Upon hearing me, he turns around and his face is grave. "Another death your majesty. This time it's further away. They attacked the Alpha of Red Dawn.""That's Alpha Benjamin Ronin. Torrance, where have I heard that name before?" "Your Majesty, that's the father of Aleena Mills. Leena's grandfather." That's right, the documents he recovered from Silver Rock's pack house basement. It included the ledger of members, and all information of those who joined from other packs. This was their way of keeping contacts for notification
Leena's POVI hear a slight, feminine knock on the chamber doors. When I open it, a petite maid, looking to be in her forties is just out outside of it. "Hi! Good morning! Err, afternoon I mean. How may I help you?" She gives out a small giggle at my time mishap. "Pardon me, Luna. His Majesty left an itinerary for you while he is away on business and the first item is in twenty minutes in the library."Curious, I raise an eyebrow. "Oh? He did huh? Does this itinerary at least describe what I'll be doing in the library in twenty minutes?" She blushes and looks a little flustered as she scrambles for the paper that's tucked away in her uniform. "Yes, Luna! It says here that you are to meet with Nalia, the seer." Seer? I told him I didn't want to be involved in any of that witchy nonsense. Regular witchery, fine, whatever, but this is completely nuts to think that someone can read your thoughts and make a whole spin of tales from them. I sigh heavily. "Thank you, Ms.?" "Just call me
Damon's POVI knew that she would have a hard time processing this, but I did not expect her to faint. I make sure to catch her carefully and I carry her bridal style to the room that I have been staying in. She needed to know, but Luca's impatience ruined any chance I had of easing her into it. I hated the abrupt nature of how I told her, but again, my hands were essentially tied. When I get to the room, I lay Leena gently on the bed, prop a couple pillows behind her head, and cover her with the duvet folded at the end. She's restless as I do so and I place my hand on her arm to help ease her sleep, and it works. I have never been able to calm someone that quickly before, but it has to be because of the mate bond. After I make sure she is calm and resting a bit easier, I walk out of the room, closing the door quietly behind. As I come down the long hallway, I can hear hushed voices in the sitting room. When I approach, Luca stands to his feet and bows from his waist. "Ah, King D
Leena's POVWhen I finally wake up, I notice two distinct things--the feeling of strong arms wrapped around me tightly and the harsh snoring that belongs to those arms. I turn my head the best that I can to see that his mouth is right up against my ear. I huff and try to wiggle my way out of his grip, but that only makes it tighten. I hear a disruption in the snoring and a faint chuckle in my ear. "And where do we think we're going?" The voice is low and gruff and has a mocking tone to it. His arms loosen enough to allow him the freedom to start roaming my body. "King Damon! I thought you were sleeping. I figured I would get up and go check out the library they had in their sitting room." "Not so fast, mate." He whispers seductively in my hear. I can feel something hardening against my lower back and I knew what this would mean. "Oh, I don't think that is necessary. We're not even back at the palace, there's no way I could through with it. What if someone hears us?" He's laughin
Leena's POV I leave Nalia to do what she needs to do to prepare for the upcoming battle. I can't actually believe it. She's pregnant too! And married to Torrance? This week just keeps getting stranger, it's giving me whiplash. She asked me to keep her marriage and pregnancy a secret for now, so I will do just that. Nalia has given me a friendship I never knew I needed. However, she did tell me of her plan to put a magical barrier around my womb to help protect my pups from any damage to my body that may occur in the battle. I was at least given the go ahead to let Damon know since it pertained to me and not just her. So that is just where I'm headed. I made sure to wear my sexiest lingerie underneath my silk robe just for him. I'm hoping for a seductive tryst in his study again before I let him know.I knock lightly on the door, just to make sure it's okay to come in when the door opens. I walk in to see the generals of the royal army sitting around the desk and Damon is sitting b
Nalia's POVI'm starting to think that King Damon doesn't understand the limits to my influence on witches as a seer. I get that I have trained under a powerful group of witches to obtain the magic that I have, but there are still many that think of me as a lowly maggot. However, if what Leena says is true, I have to try my best to convince them. Who would have ever thought that those banished witches from a thousand years ago were the ones responsible for this carnage we're seeing today. Finally, I have arrived back at the first village of those who don't want to meddle in werewolf affairs. Unease hits me immediately, and so does the smell of smoke and blood. There's a deeply dark feeling that's overwhelming my senses and I can't pinpoint it's exact location until I start looking all around me. That's when I notice the bodies lying in heaps amongst the heavy smoke. So many eyes are open and glassy from what seems to be a sudden death. Tears fall from my eyes heavily as I'm holdin
Damon's POV I can hear the screaming all the way down to my study. Apparently, so does Nalia, Torrance, and the rest of the royal army. I bound out of there so fast that I nearly knock everything and everyone over while doing so. I can feel my blood boiling as Dixon and I find out that the agonizing scream belongs to our mate. I push myself to go quicker but the pain she's feeling is now transferring to us. So this is what a mate bond on both sides feels like. What will happen once I finally mark her, completing the mate bond? Will the pain be even more agonizing for the other when one of us gets hurt? I shake those thoughts from my head. I can't let myself be distracted while I'm trying to get to her. When I finally get to the royal chambers, I see that Nalia and Torrance have beaten me. They must have transported after I left. Nalia is standing next to Leena who is writhing in pain, fresh marks around her wrists and blood pouring out. She has her hands hovering over Leena's bod
Leena's POVI'm too stunned to say anything. All I can do is cry. What if I'm not good enough for them? And three pups?My head is spinning and so are my thoughts. I feel strong arms pull me into a hard, muscle-defined body and my mind instantly clears. I can feel Sheera purring inside and she's murmuring something. It's quiet at first, then gradually she's screaming one word over and over again. MATE. MATE. MATE. MATEMATEMATEMATE!Suddenly this overwhelming scent of cedar and allspice floods my senses. Any electricity I felt slightly when touching Damon is now intensified. Moisture pools in between my thighs and my breath becomes thready with need. I feel Damon tensing up around me once he realizes what's going on. We must look as startled as we feel because someone clearing their throat pulls us back to reality. Nalia and Mistress Lana are just standing there staring at us, worry etched on their faces. "I found my mate." It comes out as a whisper, but the thick and heavy silen
Damon's POVI continue reading this book on the history of witches while Leena sleeps. I'm trying to distract myself from this nagging feeling about her fear over becoming a mother. Why am I so mad about it? I never thought once about having a mate, let alone a family. I can feel Dixon rolling his eyes at me. Damon, you moron. You may not have thought about any of this, but I found our mate. As for the family, you're bred to carry on the royal lineage. We are a direct descendant of Tyrian Lycanus, the first Lycan king. It's in your blood to breed the Lycan line. You may not be immediately wanting it, but subconsciously you do and that's why what she said upset you. Damn it, Dixon. I don't have time for your shit right now. I have to figure out how to stop these witches. I get it Damon, I do. I need you to listen to me though, because I'm about to tell you something completely out of my character. I laughed quietly. Yeah, Dixon may be my beast, but he's not much like me. He's abra
Leena's POVDamon has officially lost his mind! Maybe we had too much sex this morning and he's in this heightened sense of euphoria and that's why he's got this through his head? I mean, a mating ceremony, I'm not that shocked by it. We've discussed him marking me when I'm ready for it. But pregnancy? I'm not completely sheltered. Lancaster made me stay with the females in heat and help them when they went through their births. I wonder if Damon thinks that I don't know anything. It's his turn to snap me out of my own thoughts. When my eyes focus back to reality, I notice the look of concern on his face. "I'm sorry, just, I, huh... what?" He brings me into a loving embrace and rubs my back to help calm me down. I can hear his beast trying to communicate with my wolf. "It can't be possible right?" I can feel his energy shift from comforting to sad, now to annoyance. "I mean we don't know how far into the future these dreams are Leena. So it doesn't seem to be that far fetched
Damon's POVMy study is a complete disaster from Leena's and my sexual rendezvous, so I let a maid know discreetly on our way to our bed. When we get back to our chambers, I lay Leena down onto the bed and cover her up. She fell asleep on the way over, her mind and body exhausted from the several times we went at it in the study. I'll have to work slower on building up her stamina. Once we complete the mate bond, we'll be at it for an entire night, if not for days. She hasn't had her first heat since she technically hasn't shifted, so she hasn't experienced the type of starvation of elation that most she-wolves go through during that time. Now that I think about it, it's possible that she knows nothing of it. Between not having her mother around to teach her about these things, Lancaster kept her hidden away in that basement most of the time, so she may not have experienced it with other she-wolves in her pack. I guess it's up to me to start finding out what all she knows and does
Leena's POVI wasn't expecting to give in so soon. I really did go to Damon to apologize for my earlier behavior. It really wasn't fair for me to explode like that on him last night. Since my partial shiftings, Sheera has been more present to me. I'm more aware of her thoughts and emotions. She's been on me all morning about making up to him and his beast. The damn traitor. She bails out then makes me feel guilty about my actions? Whatever. I couldn't help but give myself to him though. What he said he would do... it just set a fire within me that could only be quelled with only he could give me. Now we're here together after satiating each other's physical and emotional needs resting. His breathing is deep and even, letting me know he's dozed off. I try to fall asleep myself, but Sheera's anxiety is keeping me awake. So I just lay here and relax with him, bonding in quiet intimacy. An hour passes by and I can feel him moving beneath me. His small movements turn into violent thra
Damon's POVI was in a restless, fitful sleep all night long. Dixon spent the entire time letting me have it about angering our mate. To be fair, it didn't take much. The woman is like a ticking time bomb. She did have a point though. I've been smothering her and forcing her to be strong. I never stopped to think if she was ready or even willing, I just threw her into it all. Despite being the ruler over the entire race, I really am a stupid mutt. The sun finally peeks in through the window and I give up on sleeping. I turn over and see my mate sprawled out across her side of the bed with the blanket thrown haphazardly over her naked body. I can see one of her luscious breasts peering out of the top and her legs are draped over top each other, uncovered. Under any other circumstances, I would totally give her quite the awakening, but this morning would have to be different. Instead, I carefully climb out of bed and get myself ready for the day and give her the space she so despera