With hurried strides, he makes it down the stairs and I walk to greet him at the bottom of them, reaching out for my phone. He hesitates to hand it over and it’s clear he is uncomfortable to even say something about it.Instead, he reaches a hand to my cheek and brushes his fingers over it slowly, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.“You know, doing this to a pregnant woman is the worst thing you can do!” I hiss between my gritted teeth, eyeing him with a defying look on my face. “Give me my phone or spill the damn beans already!” I am ready to throw hands because of this right now.Killian’s lips pressed together in a thin line and he scans my face for a brief moment, before handing me my phone.“Your mother called -“ he starts speaking with a certain hesitation. “Ugh!” I groan and roll my eyes, as I start walking away and set the phone away, before heading back for the kitchen. “She can call all she wants!” I huff.“My love…” Killian lets out a soft sigh before he walks towards
I hate it that no matter how much I will try, no matter how much effort i put in it, there is no way I can provide an entirely safe world to the ones I love. I thought that being the son of the strongest man on Earth will come with that power, but lo and behold! I was horribly wrong, and the tears in my mate's eyes prove it once more than my money, my power and everything else is quite useless when the pain comes from situations as the one given.I remember a not so long ago time where my Mate was still yearning for her parents approval, for their constant presence and attention. I could understand that. Rarely had a problem with it, but when things took an unexpected shift, I thought it was for the best. But like most unexpected shifts, this was not the best.Gladly, after tears have been spilled, after the rain has poured, the sun shone once more after she started laughing and allowing herself to be herself.She started going on and on about how good those pretzels were, how amazing
We both melt into the kiss as if we haven’t kissed each other in forever. Blame the hormones, but I haven’t felt so touch starved in a very long time. Maybe because even if we spend a lot of time together, the pregnancy was quite a bitch. Morning sickness, afternoon sickness, late night sickness… there was no time or mood to actually get close to each other, and even if visibly uncomfortable about it, Killian was quite supportive and fast to understand.Nonetheless, I have grown to have enough of this. I wanted more of him. More of what we used to share and have… I missed my unhinged mate, the one who was so eager to take and to give.The kiss breaks slowly and I gasp for air. I now realize Killian pressed me against the dinner table, and he was carefully considering if and how he could touch me. I can sense a little frustration as his hand moves to my lower back and he resists the urge to press me harshly against him. A low growl reverberates in his chest and my skin prickles with
Back in our bed, exhausted and with my legs still weak and shaking, I cuddled against Killian who took his sweet time to shower before coming back to bed. His arm wraps around me brushing gently over my back and side. He had made sure to put a few nibbles and gentle marks on my body, but they were not as brutal as usual. And I can almost sense that he was feeling guilty because of it. Maybe it’s the way he looks at me and the way he sighs when his hand brushes over my hips where he had bitten me quite harshly.Or maybe it would be the fact that he apologized a million times while he watched me shower. It was as if I had become this porcelain doll he was afraid to properly touch and hold. It was both cute and frustrating.My nails brush over his chest slowly and I press a kiss on his neck while I hide my face into the crook of it, breathing in his scent. Things changed, but what hasn’t was the smell of bitter peaches and subtle hints of leather on his skin. His hair was still the sam
I have never seen my husband like this. I have never seen him so broken. He has never allowed me to see him like that before, and I guess I could understand why. There was no need to hide behind a finger and say I was happy to see this side of him. No, this side of him was completely broken and still suffering, and I did not have what it takes to take it all away right now. I knew it. I think we both knew it. Maybe this was why he refused to show it to me for so long. I’m not sure where from, but it might be the maternal instincts that urge me to lean closer and kiss his forehead, cup his face and wipe away his hot tears. Tears continue to stream soundlessly as he stares up at me with round eyes, his face grimaced in a pained expression. “I am nothing but a weak man.” He whispers, his voice choked by his own emotions. “I am not fit to care for you or our -“ I immediately cover his lips with mine, stopping him from speaking any more nonsense. My hair falls like a curtain over his f
As I slowly start to come back to my senses, I realize that the silence I had been drowned in was not the exact same reality I woke up to. I hear the beeping of the heart monitor and the slight buzz of other medical equipment in the room.I can hear voices and even before I open my eyes, I am certain they are not in the same room as I was in. But they were right behind the door of my room, in the hallway. Screams and yells, barks and yelps, accusations and defenses that didn’t quite make sense right now. My eyes open slowly and I’m not shocked to find that I am in a hospital room. The light is dim and as I blik, trying to bring more focus in my eyes, a figure moves closer to me and waves a hand in front of my face.My eyes narrow slightly and I turn my head to the side. A dark haired man stands beside the bed. I can’t see features, but I don’t panic. Something told me I was safe. With a weak hand I reach up, to grab the shadowy figure and ask what happened, but I have no strength.Th
If God gives his strongest soldiers the mightiest fights, my God puts me in the middle of a raging war. I don’t even remember when was the last time I felt like I was being offered a break. When was the last time when I could breathe freely, at ease that things have settled in the best possible way for me?I can’t remember when was the last time I had a minute to fully feel at peace. I thought that finding my mate will bring me a piece of heaven in my life, but so far, everything was hell. Well, almost everything. I would be considered nothing but a liar and a sinner if I dared say I did not feel happiness by her side. She had brought a shining sun in my life, but it seemed that my God had taken it upon themselves to stifle the light of the sun and make it burn out too early.As My mate grows anxious and angry, I feel like I don’t know her anymore. It’s almost as if she was not the same person anymore. I recognize the pattern. The frenzy, the anger and fear she had displayed now,I’ve
A few days pass by in such a slow painful rhythm that I feel like I have been waiting for centuries. Madelaime refused to see me. The only person going in and out of her room was her doctor right now and maybe the nurse.After she woke up and found her mother waiting for her to wake up, she refused to see anyone else anymore. It was almost as if she had decided to self isolate and not allow anyone near her. I'm not sure what Mellisa told her, because the old vixen refused to talk to me too. She was avoiding me and she had made sure to make it clear that me and her had no more need to come in contact.What has she done to my mate, I wasn't sure. I was sure that Mrs. Kassimir knew very well what was going on. She was one of their kind, old as time and with extended knowledge on the matter. That's why I had insisted on her taking care of my mate. She must have seen at least a couple of cases similar to ours, right?I wasn't sure because she kept our talks shirt and professional. Beside t
Altair and Aaron. Two bright stars on the endless sky that life is and can be. Two perfect little angel who just happened to hit a bit of a road bump right before they were even welcomed into the world. Born a bit too small and frail to be allowed to fly, the two little angels have been confined to secure chambers that helped them grow and develop their flight wings.Or at least, until they were ready to be taken home.That day came way too late.I was growing insane walking these brightly lighted corridors, always watched by nurses, always told what to do, how to touch and how to not touch them. It took so long for me to be allowed to actually hold my children that I actually had a breakdown right in front of the maternity when I was told I had to wait a few more days. I still did not get to properly hold either of them, but seeing them, and getting to touch their little hands and feet was enough to keep me sane.Not to mention that the mating bond was burning like a bright fire insi
Everything hurts. There is nothing in my body that is untouched by pain.I hear voices around me and I don't entirely care if they are nurses or people who think of themselves as being close to me, but I don't want to wake up yet. The pain is too much and my mind slips back into nothingness.***I think... I think it's later. I might have died. But the pain that still clings to my body is still sharp and very much present. The voices around have changed. And I can feel a warm touch that squeezes my hand. I can feel lips pressed against my knuckles. I can feel a soft breath brush against my skin.A rush of tingles wafts under my skin and makes me feel slightly more alive as it pools energy into my chest, making my heart flutter slightly. My eyes slowly open and I try to blink away the haze from my eyes.I try to remember what happened. I try to remember the last thing I remember, but my memory is too foggy right now.I was certain I was in a hospital. Have I given birth? Was I even ali
Dread takes hold of me, gripping my heart with an iron fist that makes my anxiety spike alongside fear and other things while I walked behind the nurse that didn't bother to give me too many details. Actually until we stopped in front of a glass wall, she didn't give me any details at all.She stops abruptly and turns to the glass wall, pointing in a rather vague direction inside the room."The twins have been born hours ago. Two prematurely born children who are not in great condition -" she tells me with a flat, emotionless voice before she looks up at me." they have a chance of survival, but we would not put our hopes too high into it. Better expect the worse and have a great surprise. " she tells and I feel like I want to strangle her.Was the the way one delivers news to a new father?My eyes drift from her figure to the glass wall, behind which I can see two small, incredibly small, pink and strange looking babies. Some of us are born with ears and tails, but my babies were so v
I’m not entirely sure how or when, but one thing is sure. Demetri beats me to the hospital. By the time I made it there, the man was already filling in details about the patient he had just brought in, even if they already had all her files. They demanded to know what happened, and as this was a hospital for the likes of us and more, Demetri did not spare a detail. I find him covered in blood from chest down and I don’t have to ask to know it was not his. The feeling of guilt and incredible nausea wash over me with such force I feel like I am about to throw up as soon as Demetri’s gaze moes and meets mine. I can feel the judgment behind those green eyes.I could feel the fingers he mentally pointed at me in an accusatory way. Demetri yearned for a mate and he could simply not understand how does a mated wolf get in this situation? How does a mated wolf treat his mate in order to have her risk everything in the Moonfire Eclipse unbinding ceremony?I make my way towards him and fall i
The chants that ring and echo through the forest barely reach my ears anymore. There is a magic buzzing in the air that surrounds my body, that makes my skin prickle and turn to goosebumps as if it was tickling me. It could feel a mild tingle under my skin, but in the beginning everything seemed fine.It seemed....It was not long after when the contractions started. At first, they were dull and faint, making just some of my abdominal muscles spasm and contract. And of course, I thought this was just because of my anxiety. But they have become a bit harsher, a bit more insistent.It didn't matter... Nothing mattered now. I had to focus on Killian. I had to focus on me... I had to focus on my wish.A low grunt humms along with the strange chanting of thw witch who doesn't seem to pick on my discomfort. My arms wrap around my belly, my hands going underneath it and above it, Stroking it slowly, trying to soothe the strange contractions. I have read about them. Any pregnant woman does.F
As I get in the car, I get even more uneasy and anxious. Something was off and I am not sure if it was just the fact that the moon was completely covered by clouds and it felt as if nothing was alive, or if it was just a sense of anxiety because I was so damn close to fulfilling my wish.Nevertheless, it did not matter! I was very firm on my decision. Nothing could make me change my mind now! I needed this! Thalia gets in the car with me and I barely get to settle down before she drives off like a damn maniac, making my heart skip a beat.“Where exactly are we going?” I ask half heartedly. Maybe this was a good question to ask before I had climbed in the car…She looks at me for a brief second before looking ahead on the road. A car passes by us and I feel myself grow smaller in my seat. That must be Demetri’s car. Nonetheless, it seems that he doesn't actually notice us, because he drives past without a damn sign he will stop.Why does part of me wish he would…“It’s a bit of a more
I didn’t even know what to say. I had already made up my mind about it. I have even come in contact with the right person to perform the ceremony. I could not wait another hundred years for the Moonfire Eclipse to happen again. I did not want to live my life short and meaningless.. I did not want to die waiting hoping to feel what I want to feel, craving and longing for it the way I am doing now. But it seemed like Killian was very adamant about his decision. He would not support me in this /madness/ as so many called it. It slowly started to set in for me. That I did not ask for the proper support. That this was not something I should rely on others to support me through.I slowly look away from him and I feel his eyes move to me now. His breathing was shallow and uneven and I could tell he was fighting back his tears. It did not feel right to put more pressure on him though, so I leaned into him again and remained silent.The man let out a long sigh, his nose burying into my hair,
Killian runs out of the room like a whole damn storm, leaving nothing but splinters, broken things and pain. It was not as if it did not already hurt, but the turned back, the absolute betrayal I feel coming from him digs deep into my chest, pain pooling within my wounded heart.It was something to be expected, wasn’t it? Men were usually like that weren’t they? It was as it every and each one of them was a carbon copy of the previous one and so on and so forth. Our kind has seen them come and go, all as heartless as they made them. It was no surprise that he was just another brick in the wall- or at least that’s what I kept telling myself as I am once more in this god forsaken room I was slowly growing to hate.As my whole being shakes with my crying, the twins in my belly start getting fussy and agitated, kicking and moving tirelessly around as if they were on a damn dancefloor. It hurt, but it did not compare to the pain that was crashing over me in waves, as the sea crashed again
Her brows are narrowed and her eyes are dark and her attitude unmoving. She seemed to have made up her mind without even asking me first. As I turn to her again I find her staring at me as If I were the biggest baddest wolf there was in the woods.There was fear, tangled with anger and frustration, alongside guilt and sadness, and somehow, no matter how insane she just sounded, I could not just blow up right now. “You are pregnant -“ I start speaking, trying to find a logical way to reason with her.“Very observant of you!” She huffs and rolls her eyes, as she moves away from her spot on the window sill, to find a better spot to sit in.I follow her with my eyes, pinned in my spot in the middle of the room, trapped between rushing out of the door and lashing out at her to smack some sense into her.“Maddy.” I start, my voice low as I slowly saunter towards her, pinching the bridge of my nose with a low sigh escaping my lips. “The Moonfire Eclipse ceremony is a dangerous thing to do!”