I am very grateful that my sisters and Katrina are here. My heat is still a raging fire that only gives me a few hours where I don’t have an uncontrollable need, not just a desire, to have sex with Alec. So it’s fallen to my sisters and Katrina more so to be host to Isis Adio.
I feel bad for the girl. Yes, she’s gotten to know Persephone a little, but she’s been brought to the villa, and due to me being in heat, her mate can’t even come with her. So she’s in an unfamiliar home with unfamiliar people while her mate is out helping the Incubi warriors fight off Mandonie attacks.
There is some good news in all this. The attack on the coven failed, epically based on André’s account of the events. I still laugh when I remember this theatrical retelling of that night. While André told his epic tale, Chesed was getting agitated, wanting his son to get to the point. The guy is over the top, which makes him a great storyteller.
Alright, so I was probably part of
Gamma Ivan's attack on the Coven failed. We knows Icky Iggy and Melania aren't happy about it. What did the Crone manage to find in the spell she used André's blood for? Guess we'll find out Monday. I hope you're ready for more André because his book will be coming very soon.
I should have felt relieved that this attack against the coven failed. And I am. Ignazio knew about the coven, and that he made it a point to go for the first is worrying. Whoever this witch is working with him, I can only assume she’s someone who defected from the coven.But who? Not like Chiara keeps me informed of her coven members beyond if they need more houses built or extra resources. So I honestly don’t even know how large the coven is. That’s going to change in the morning.Because if this gut feeling I have is correct and Ignazio is getting aid from a coven defector, any insider information he’s being fed is on Chiara’s head.Even the exhaustion from sex and the calming affect of having Crista is my arms didn’t quell my worries. These worries swirled in my mind making sleep hard to find.Thankfully she slept peacefully. I know she and her sisters think this is their fault. I felt it when Andr
I furrowed my brow as she called me Darkness. I felt tendrils of something old and dark clawing at the far edges of my mind. ‘Don’t even think about it. If you let Darkness in, that means I have to go into that cage.’ Chesed growled. He didn’t like getting sidelined for Darkness. “The Darkness is in his box. Whatever you have to say, you say to Chesed and me. The Darkness will get the memo.” I shrugged, letting the shadows release her. “Now talk. We apparently have much to discuss as you are the one that saw the prophecy about Crista and me being the Light and Darkness.” “Have it your way. But Chesed will have to learn to take a backseat to Darkness. It will be his power that will be needed to fulfill the prophecy.” Chiara shrugged as she slowly walked over to the kitchen table, taking a seat. “
I’m not sure I will be able to take a week of this heat. I’m only on the second day, and it’s driving me insane. Every time it starts to flare up, I lose all sense.For example, making out with Alec at the kitchen table. Not something I would have done otherwise. I’m more respectful to other people than that.‘I would have. Heat or not, I’m all for making out with and then some with our mate anywhere the mood strikes. This is our home, so we should be able to do whatever we like wherever we like.’ Emilia snorted. I rolled my eyes as I stripped and stepped into the cool water of the shower.I really hope a cold shower can help cool me down. This is getting ridiculous. ‘No ridiculous is taking a cold shower when we know the best method to alleviate heat is our mate between our legs.’ Emilia sighed.I’d roll my eyes, but she’s right, and as if knowing we were talking about him, or maybe
Crista isn’t the only one who’s not sure how much of this heat they can take. I’m not saying I have any issues with all the sex. That I’m immensely enjoying. But the frequency of our encounters seems to be growing. Not to mention the length of the encounters.It seems that each time since the encounter here in my study yesterday, the time between surges of heat has shortened while the length of time and number of orgasms she needs to quell the fire has increased.‘Is there a reason you are complaining about giving her more orgasms and having sex for longer intervals?’ Chesed scoffed.‘Because I don’t think this is normal. Granted, I’m not very familiar with the intensity or frequency of a mated rank couple when the female is in heat. And I have no intentions of asking Izzy or Damon about their sex life. I would rather keep that a mystery and blissfully assume my nieces and nephew were from immaculate co
I felt my whole body tense with fear and worry when Alec said two attacks were happening. I don’t want innocent people to get hurt because of us. Ignazio wouldn’t be bothering this pack if I hadn’t brought my sisters here. ‘We were meant to come here. Divine intervention. Whatever you want to call it. Alec is our mate. We were always meant to find him. And that’s not me even counting the whole Light and Darkness prophecy.’ Emilia was quick to remind me. Just because she has a point doesn’t make me feel any better. Even Alec’s calming touch didn’t fully settle my nerves. I mean it helped, but it also sparked something else in me. I don’t want people being hurt because of me. This damn heat needs to learn its place. I can’t keep this up. I should not complain about having fantastic sex with my very handsome mate. But even if, as a werewolf, I heal faster than a human, my thighs are still sore. And even if I slept last night, I feel exhausted.
I sighed as my son rushed out the doors. That should be me. I should be the one going to lead our pack. But I know I can’t, at least not yet.If I was to go and Crista’s heat came in strong again, not even filling our tub with ice could be much relief. So I have to stay here with her. But I will do whatever I can from here to ensure my pack, especially my son, is safe.As if sensing, and probably because she did sense it, my worry Crista’s hand slipped into mine, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “He’ll be okay. I don’t know much about André and his fighting skills. But he’s your son. So I am confident in saying he will be safe.” she smiled.“Crista is right, papa. André will do just fine. If you want to fret over someone, fret for the Mandonie wolves
Soon was relative as moments later the whole villa heard him arrive. “I’M HOME!” André’s voice echoed through the foyer. Not a very sneaky boy, even when he was a child he wasn’t much for stealth. He certainly knows how to make an entrance. I smiled, shaking my head as Crista and I went to open the doors to the study. Glancing to my left, I saw the girls had also come out to see André. Katrina looked so relieved when she saw her twin. I know I am. I don’t know what I would do if he was hurt. ‘Lock Crista in the bunker with a lot of ice. Go over to Mandonie in the shadows and burn their city to the ground. Without a thought to who died in the fires.’ Chesed growled. As twisted and over the top violent as that was, I know it came from a place of love. He would do anything to protect our children. ‘Papa, your
I don’t know what is in the potion that Chiara left, but I really don’t know how much I trust it. Or maybe I just don’t understand what it’s supposed to accomplish. I know that even taking the tablespoon maximum dose doesn’t seem to do much. At least not to stop or decrease the intensity of my heat. ‘We are less worn out. We’ve had more energy.’ Emilia offered as I took a teaspoon of the horrid tasting potion. I frowned, looking in the foggy mirror. She was right. I wasn’t as worn out as I had been the first couple of days of my heat. It’s been five days since I started taking that potion. The circles that had started to form have faded. I look and honestly feel refreshed. And while my heat is still intense and the times between when it hits aren’t getting any shorter, I’m at least not as worn out. So maybe it’s doing something worthwhile. ‘At least the old Crone wasn’t trying to poison us.’ Emilia scoffed. I rolled my eyes. I’d be lying if I didn’t say