As soon as the doors closed behind Lexi and she was left in the relative darkness of the training room, she let out a breath that she hadn't known she had been holding. She was still furious about the way some of the Elders thought about her and the other hybrids within the city, but she was positive that not all of them felt the same way. Even if it was only a small percentage of Elders that eventually sided with her and Ann, that was all that mattered. Even one person could make a huge difference if they worked hard and acted intelligently. She really didn't want to go back to Allen in this mood, he would only fuss over her and it irritated her when men hovered around her, unsure of what to do with themselves. She liked the fire of their heated banter, it got her riled up in all of the best ways and she didn't want to be stuck with an image in her head of a submissive Allen…that would just ruin the whole thing for her. Lexi smirked to herself as she made her way further i
The movement of his hands froze, as his whole body seemed to stiffen behind her. "Lexi?" He breathed in disbelief as his grip on her flesh seemed to tighten. She nodded silently, willing herself not to turn and throw herself at him. She could feel his length poking insistently against her buttocks as they stood together so closely. He swallowed audibly as they stood in silence for a moment before he spoke again, his voice strained. "Has he marked you yet?" Lexi shook her head, complex emotions swirling inside of her. There was no way that she should be feeling the same pull towards Greyson as she did to Allen. Her life was complicated enough… why did she have to be so cursed to have two intended mates? It made no sense! Wasn't the fated mate supposed to be your perfect other half, to balance your soul and fit you perfectly? How could she have been fated to two?! "Are you going to let him mark you?" Greyson asked, his voice strained. Lexi remained silent until his fi
Allen sat in one of the quieter bar areas staring morosely at the bottle of whisky in front of him wishing desperately that he hadn't laid eyes on the scene that greeted him when he poked his head around the door to make sure that Lexi was okay. He had run into Ann in the corridor on his way back with Adam, and she had filled them in on the less-than-desirable outcome of the council meeting. He was furious for her and also concerned. She might be a tough cookie, but somewhere, underneath all that hard exterior was s fragile woman, he was sure of it. As soon as Ann had mentioned just how bothered she had been, Allen made his excuses and set off to the training room that Ann had pointed him to. He hadn't intended to interrupt her, not unless she was really upset, but his wolf was restless and he just had to make sure that she was okay. But when he had poked his head around the door, and seen Greyson with her… He wasn't proud of it, but he fled. Orvar was furious that anoth
Lord Brarthroroz took in Allen's dour expression with a heavy heart. He could understand the complex emotions that Allen must be feeling, if only because he knew how he felt when his own mate had received more than just passing attention from various men before he revealed himself and claimed her as his own. His wolf was sure to be driving him insane as well. With even the small amount of information he had about Allen, he knew that he was far from the "roll over and play nice" type of guy and he expected his wolf to be the same. Yet, what puzzled him was that Allen seemed to be avoiding the issue, rather than confronting it head-on. "Tell me Allen, have you discussed this with Lexi?" He asked as gently as his deep baritone voice would allow. He was sure that the two of them sitting together with two bottles of whisky separating them must present an odd sight to the little omegas that scurried about the place, but they did a good job of pretending not to notice. Allen shook
Allen's head shot up and the room spun dangerously around him but he forced himself to focus. 'That's impossible.' He murmured as he felt Orvar scratching insistently at the inside of his head. "No, it's not. Lexi is part Daemon and part Witch. As my daughter, she holds the soul of my realm and the power that I carry with me, as well as the soul of her mother and the power that her line carried with her." He tried to explain, holding a hand up to silence Allen as he opened his mouth to interrupt. "When I die, ALL of my power will transfer to Lexi, as well as the centuries of knowledge that I hold, as well as those of our ancestors. You should know that our line goes back millennia Allen, one of the oldest in Daemon history actually. That's a lot for her to take on." Allen blinked at him with wide eyes as Lord Brarthroroz continued. "It's the same with the soul she inherited from her mother. She came from a long line of incredibly powerful witches, natural witches at that,
Lexi stood outside the door to her room, her heart beating wildly in her chest at what might await her on the other side of her door if Allen was in there. She was so torn and conflicted about what had happened, yet also deliriously happy and the conflicting emotions were tearing her apart. She groaned loudly and rested her forehead on the door as she sighed heavily. Why did everything have to be so complicated? Was it too much to ask for a quiet life? After a few deep breaths, she placed her hand on the door handle and pursed her lips. It was no good delaying the inevitable, it was probably best to get this over with quickly. Like ripping off a band-aid and dealing with the pain all in one go rather than prolonging the pain with seemingly endless anxiety. She pushed down gently and slowly opened the door, managing to not make a sound, peeking her head around the corner. The room was in darkness and with a quick glance around the interior, she couldn't see Allen anywhere in
Lexi stiffened as a wave of dread washed over her. How was it possible to be this turned on whilst also feeling this bad about being caught in the act? "Allen... wait..." She objected as she tried to push him away and talk to him, but he only held onto her tighter, his lips and fingers making her legs weak with their careful attention to her sensitive zones. "Lexi... it's okay… I mean, Of course, I would rather things were different, but your father explained enough that Orvar is a little more accepting of it, although admittedly very begrudgingly." He mumbled with her nipple still firmly ensconced in his mouth. "We need to talk about this..." Lexi protested weakly as she gasped and her hands flew to his head, clenching a fistful of hair between her fingers as he showed no mercy. "Fuck Allen.." She felt him smile against her skin as he moved his mouth across to her other breast and slid his free hand down her stomach, seeking the parts between her legs that were already slick
The morning seemed to arrive too soon for Ann's liking. She had been awake for hours already before the beautiful canvas of colors that indicated the sun was about to peek over the horizon began to appear, and had busied herself with working through the various piles of paperwork that Eva had sent her over whilst she was incapacitated with her heat, until she ran out of work that she had needed to catch up on. She could feel her stomach tie itself in knots as she paced backward and forwards nervously, going over the looming trial for Linus in her mind and everything that might go wrong, the fact that she would have to say goodbye to Adam in a few short hours… it was all too much. Really, she supposed that she should be curled up in bed, enjoying his scent and the last physical contact with him before he left for goddess knew how long, but a small part of her refused to let her do that. That little voice that whispered she was tempting fate if she savored the last moments, that