Damon's POVShe's been alone for a pretty long time now and I'm starting to feel bad. I didn't realize how dirty this ballroom really was or else I would have had a couple servants freshen it up before I started setting things up. I'm finally finished with all the fine-tuning and make my way back the the dining hall. "Sorry about that, mate. I had the time of my life setting up for your next surprise." She looks up and I see streaks in her makeup from where she had been crying and it ran down her face. "Leena? What is it?" She uses a napkin to dab at her eyes and face but gives up when she realizes just how messed up it is. "I'm sorry. I don't even know why I'm crying. I guess I just felt abandoned a little and I'm just so emotional right now from being cooped up."I rush to her side and scoop her up into my arms. She wraps her arms around my neck and leans her head in the crook of it. I walk her in silence until we get to the ballroom doors. "I am so incredibly sorry, my love. I
Damon's POVIt's been thirty-six hours since the poisoning and I'm finally back on my feet. Being Alpha has its benefits, but being Lycan King has plethora more. One of those benefits is healing at extraordinary speeds. I have been in meetings with Nalia. When questioned, she stuck to her guns and insisted that she asked around for the best beautician in the kingdom and only spoke with the woman over the phone to book the in-home appointment. Torrance, Nalia, and I are just about to leave for a little visit to this woman who would dare attempt this. First, I have to go see how Leena is doing. When I arrive to the infirmary, Mistress Lana is standing above Leena with a medicine tray full of supplies. She hears my heavy footsteps coming towards them and turns around with a smile. "You're looking much livelier, King Damon. Coming to see your Luna?" "I feel much better because of your talents, Mistress Lana. And yes, I wanted to check in on her before I left for business. How is she
Leena's POVThe healers have thankfully decided that I'm recovered enough to leave the infirmary. I'm also thankful that my previous injuries were all healed up due to the other medicines that they had been giving me to escalate the process.Damon is here helping me back to our chambers. By helping me, I mean carrying me against my will bridal style the whole way. "Damon, love, I can walk, I'm perfectly fine now!""Nope, don't care. I haven't held you in a long time. Be prepared, because I'm not letting you go anytime soon."I huff at him playfully and a smirk crosses his lips. He's a terrifying man who oozes authority, but I know he secretly loves when I get sassy with him. "Ugh, fine! I'll ensure your antics for now, but eventually I will need to walk on my own before I lose the ability to.""Keep it up Leena and I'll make sure that you won't be able to walk for a week." Immediately, fire pools from my core and heats up between my legs. Provocative images run across my mind as I
Damon's POVI never expected to let Dixon take over me like that in terms of animalistic urges. But those hands of hers and that mouth. She pushed me until I lost control. That bubble bath was some much needed aftercare that we both needed. We've come a long way since that first day in brought her to her new home. I think about how she was then compared to now. She was still a bit timid, but it was that time after Lancaster took her that I started to realize the difference. I still don't know the exact details of what happened to her or what was said, but it changed her. She's more sure of herself, despite finding out some dark truths of her and her father's past. I finish buttoning my sleeves and pull my wet hair into a low bun to keep the dampness off my neck and shoulders. I turn and look around and don't see Leena anywhere. "Leena? Mate? You okay? You ready?" I hear stumbling around in the bathroom and then a thud. "I'm okay!" I hear her call out. I rush into the bathroom t
Leena's POVThe evening air sends a chill over me, leaving chill bumps and shiver up and down it. I should have dressed in warmer attire, but I was fully expecting to be in the gymnasium the entire time. We're walking a pretty good distance before Nalia stops us and looks around. As if deciding she approves of the location, she nods her head sternly. "So how is this going to work, Nalia?""I'm going to project a scene using my powers. It will be like an interactive movie. Once you defeat an enemy, it will fade away and you will appear to have been physically injured, but it will be like a mirage." "Okay? So uhm. When will it finish?"A sly smirk creeps across her face, making her look sinister. I can feel my heart pick up the pace and begin pounding in my chest."It's simple really. Until you kill them all. If you die, not for real, but in the simulation, you will be regenerated to finish the task." Damon lets out a deep exhale embedded with a string of curses. "Damn it Nalia! Don
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
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 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 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