The moon rose fully in its glorious form down on Forester palace. Everywhere bubbled as the cooks were doing a very good job in preparing a sumptuous meal for that night. Why not? The Alpha of Forester had just returned.
Selena spent the rest of the day visiting the wounded without Alex's knowledge as he was having a restful sleep in the room. She had gone about the infirmary, and asked Rebal about the ones transported and they seem to be responding to treatment. They also decided that she breaks the news of the attack during dinner. Eventually, she made up her mind and agreed. The table was swarmed with ham and egg casserole, biscuits, cabbage, cakes, and apple pies for desserts and some ribs and porks.
When she tried so hard to extract answers from Alex forcing, he had calmed her down and blamed his tiredness on how he'd spent most days looking for what he went there to find.
Everything was piping hot and on the table
After dinner, Selena felt a little relieved for venting her anger on the food she hungrily downed and more importantly on Cher. Maybe she didn't really deserve that harsh treatment for who knows what she has been through. But her appearance doesn't look like one who has been through hell. Like her for example who has walked through the walls of hell and even fought off demons.After taking a shower, she dressed up in a tiny red robe that did little to conceal her body. Part of her yearned for Alex to touch her like he did before he left for the city and the other part wanted to yell at him and call him names. At long last, she lay on the bed on her side about to retire to sleep, when she felt something heavy press behind her and she couldn't miss the scent. Very familiar and unique. He moved closer and kissed her on the cheek, pulling her closer to his body.It made her feel safe at least and her heart churned at the thought that if he had been at home, S
The sun like a golden crown lay high on the clouds and Alex rose from the bed with a high spirit. After the brief passionate moment he had with his wife that communicated a million messages, nothing else mattered. If only she would sit her beautiful ass down and stop asking questions.He could hear the faucet running in the washroom and looking to the side, different body deodorants spread on the dresser. He smiled, having a wickedly funny plan in mind.The faucet had stopped running and he knew minutes from now, his wife and Queen would step out. And she did so. She had a white towel wrapped around her chest and her wet hair stuck to her body like a magnet. She had the freshness of a newly plucked apple. Except she isn't an apple but a valuable treasure to him. He didn't know when he started gaping. From her small feet to her beautiful legs, to her hips still visible underneath the towel, and then her collarbone. He gulped rather loudly, aching to touch her again. He stopped touching
Wearing a black fighting suit, pants, and heels, Selena wore her hair up, getting ready to leave for the army field. Alex had done a good job to her hair as they were soft, wavy, and with no tangles, although it took one hell of a moment for him to separate the tangled hair. He almost pulled all the hair out of her scalp no matter how hard he tried to be gentle.She carried her bonnet and walked out of the room to meet Cher who was also dressed up, her face looking grim.Alex followed behind her, his hand on her waist. She felt on top of the world, especially with this man in her life."Be careful, Selena." He warned when they reached outside."Of course, I will be. Just stay in here and I'll be back in a jiffy. I arranged an appointment with the royal hair stylist. He should be here any minute to redo your messy hair." Selena ran her hand through his hair and she was sure he enjoyed it as he was grinning broadly at her."Acting the little mommy again. Don't worry, your little boy is
He breathed fire and dark smoke from his flared nostrils as his subjects hailed him."All hail the ruler of hell! All hail Sathanas!"The more they hailed, the more rocks with fire at the tail kept falling and screams could be heard. It was ear-piercing and terrifying to be witnessed."Oh help us!" Alex could hear a close by husky voice beckoning to him. He looked to his right and saw a skeleton-looking being stretching its withered hand towards him for help."I'm in pain!" Another anguished soul called out. But they all didn't bother him.The only thing that caught his eye was the old woman he knew as his mother tied the same way he knew. She looked like she was dying gradually and it pained him so much to see how she is in pain."Mom." He whispered and the lanky naked woman looked up at him, eyes almost lost in its sockets."Darling." She called out in a hoarse vo
Alex knew he had to share his dream with Bagdana and there was no use keeping it as this time, it was too real and particular to be a mere dream. They had gotten quite used to each other now. They had shared ideas and secrets and were more like brothers. Except he had been in existence since eons. As he walked into the room, he looked agitated."I have something to tell you, something we need to act fast on. You must help me. Especially in finding that book before Sathanas does." He took hold of Bagdana by the collar of his coat, gripping it in his fists and pulling his face close to his. "Promise me, promise me one thing. That you..." He paused and stared into his face. "I must know where the book is. This time you have to follow me. I mean, only you know where exactly you lost it, right?""Your Highness, you should know one thing about me now. Have I ever kept anything from you?"Bagdana pulled Alex's hands from his collar and walke
His mind was filled with uncertainty and very heavy by the time he would enter the room. His hair was rumpled and his face looking down. He knew his subjects seeing him like this wouldn't be appropriate and maybe taking a bath would lift his spirit."You don't look all right. Is everything okay?" He heard someone whisper behind him and his body quivered at the sound of her voice."I'm good." He quickly turned his back but then he felt her arms wrapped around his waist, embracing him tightly.Why does everything about him have to go downhill? Why is he never able to hold fast to people he so much cares about? Soon enough, Selena would leave him and that would be his fault. That would be on his head."You don't look too good." She pressed her cheek against his back."I guess
She didn't care about barriers or worries or uncertainties. She was in this man's arms. A man she loves and who loves her back. What more could she ask for? A snow house in hell? Alex was finding his way through with her underwear and she decided to help out. But he wasn't having any of it. He must feel the same way she does to be this desperate. Funny how she loved it.He tore open her dress, his eyes dark with desire and hunger. She let the dress fall on the floor and she stepped out of it, leaving her with just a lacy bra and panties. He sucked in his breath after taking a good look at her but enough with the staring. She needed him to touch her.Grabbing him by the collar, she pulled him close and kisses him again. Locking lips with him and slipping her hands under his shirt, feeling his hard but smooth skin and loving the way they shivered at her touch. So warm and safe. Soon, she was tired of stealing touches and so did justice to his
The bright light from the outside seeped in and shone on the two perfect couples in each other's arms. Content and looking happy. Selena looked up at her man and she couldn't contain her joy."I felt lightheaded when you bit me." She confessed. "I wouldn't lie, it hurts a lot."Alex frowned. "I'm still wondering why I bit you twice.""Probably because you were lost in the sex." She mused, her head on his chest which swelled gently as he breathed."That's weird. Teacher Gauntlet didn't mention that to us."She burst out laughing. "Oh, you remember our one-eyed mate education home teacher? He was one hell of a person.""Yeah." He laughed too, probably reminiscing the memories of how they would all sit in the royal study room and he would stand in front with his wobbled boots, crumpled shirts, and a patched eye, teaching them what it is to mate as wolverines.