Killian leans back and for a brief moment I think I have broken him. He does not blink, he does not flinch, he simply sit back, staring at me with wide eyes, clearly processing my words. I am amused, shocked and maybe a little happy I got to do this to him. It feels like I have broken the perfect image he had made for me and I think I’ll do my best to break that a little more with each passing day. Maybe like this I can repay his ass back for lying to me.I take advantage of this and jump out of the bed, holding onto the skirt of my dress and rushing to the bathroom that was joined with the room. The door was open and I could see the gigantic bathtub inside, along with a few little trinkets someone has left for us. I dash inside, shut the door and lock it before he would chase after me.My heart is frenzied and the rush of adrenaline is unreal. I should not feel this kind of rush when being chased, hunted down by someone like Killian. He was dangerous, and everything within me told m
The tension that suddenly grows makes me think he is about to rip the door off of its hinges and burst inside the bathroom like a rabid wolf. Everything is bathed in silence, and even if I understand I was playing with fire, I could not bring myself to stop. Despite the fact my own touch was not enticing anymore, I let out a taunting moan.I am more than sure he is listening, I am more than sure his ear is pressed against the door and he is ready to unlock that door just to get a hold of me right now. But nothing happens. Silence thrones all around me and I suddenly feel improper. The warmth, the lust, the need to have him between my legs is suddenly replaced with anxiety. With a stranger cold nothing within my stomach, as if I had just swallowed a bunch of ice cubes and I was having a hard time dealing with the consequences.I can almost feel his tension, his anger, his fight with himself for a little bit of control. Guilt suddenly gnaws at my chest and I’m not sure how to deal wit
When I walk back into the bedroom, I notice the brass lock of the bathroom door on the floor. He had opened the door by removing the whole damn thing and I was not sure if I should be impressed or utterly shocked and terrified. It was still better than breaking through the door, but it was not needed. I could not have lived my life in his bathroom, I would have come out at some point.Water drips from my wet hair as I walk further, looking around the room while I tighten the silk bathrobe that was ready for me along with a horribly sheer set of mesh pajamas. Did he pick those for me? Or did someone else decide I should really wear white tonight. They were barely covering everything and I really thought against wearing them. But after all, I had decided it was best to put them on than sleep completely naked in the same bed as him.Killian is nowhere to be seen, or at least not inside of the room. He had discharged his tie and vest on the armchair by the fireplace, but I was not sure wh
How could I have been so ignorant? How could I have not noticed his pain? I always looked at him but never really moved past the attraction I felt. Maybe because I did not plan to go too far with him, but now that I think of it, I feel bad for it. I feel bad for never being empathic. I should have looked past the handsome face, past the pleasure and maybe I could have seen him. I’m well aware it would have made things even harder for me, but - Killian’s hand moves slowly from my cheek, to the mark he left on the crook of my neck and this sends a thousand shivers down my body. Heat pools in my cheeks and in my pelvis, making me press my thighs together. Just from a simple touch. He did nothing more but touch the mark he had left on my body and I was already growing wet and horny. Mindlessly horny and aching for more of his touches. His fingers brush over the outline of the mark and I can barely hold on to my sanity. My eyes flutter closer and I feel him move up, and closer to me.
Just how can she sleep at a time like this? How is she sleeping so peacefully even now, after days when our mating bond has not been fulfilled. How is she so calm about all this? I felt like I was about to claw my own heart out. Know was losing his damn mind too. It was maddening. It was torture and yet, I could not bring myself to wake her. When I walk out of the bathroom, she has curled into the bed, and made herself comfortable under the blanket, already drifting off to sleep. My footsteps don’t wake her, and I’m not sure if I should be happy or not. My heart is hammering in my chest and every other sane thought is drowned by the need to have her.I had thought that tonight would be spent differently. I have fantasized about her being mine again and again tonight, but this was far from that. She had plainly rejected me. She had demanded I stay away and not touch her. She even went that far to not allow me to pleasure her -The urge to bite into her shoulder again, to have her sub
I’m not sure what taste lingers in my mouth right now. Her skin, her cunt or her blood. They all mix together in my mouth and despite the fact I still did not get to fulfill our mating bond, I am content and peaceful right now. My mate is sleeping on my chest, on the world's most uncomfortable sofa.Her head is tucked right under my chin and my arms are wrapped around her as she has slipped under the blanket, resting her naked body right on top of mine. The mesh set of underwear has been long discarded on the floor and she now wore multiple bitemarks and bruises I could not stop myself from putting on her skin. Despite the eagerness to consume our mating ritual, I knew I had to give her a break. She was so frail, my mate, that I was afraid she would break and unravel right into my hands if I pushed her too far.There were plenty of things Knox found wrong with all this. He has not gotten the chance to feel and ride out his own pleasure. I was a madman for spending half a night pleasu
As I rush to pull some clothes on, the door of the room opens and Killian walks in. He seemed calm at first, but when his eyes land on the blonde woman that had almost turned the whole room upside down, trying to search for his phone, or an agenda, or something to give his plans away, that vanishes almost instantly. His eyes narrow and I notice the anger that darkens them and I just know this was not going to end well. Thalia was not one to fear much in life. Especially a cocky man… she’d go toe to toe with him if he dared to threaten her. “I thought I told you to stay away from my wife -” He steps forward, closer to her, his eyes narrowed, a low growl reverberating in his chest. “Your wife is my friend -” Thalia hisses and I feel the blood in my veins run cold at this point. “And you won’t take her away!” her back straightens and she reaches a hand behind her, and from out of fuckign nowhere, she pulls out a gun, aiming it at Killian’s chest.The man does not seem too impressed. H
I am unsure of what is more terrifying. The way Killian walks with me, with a hand on my lower back, guiding me and controlling each of my move, or the cold dead stares I am receiving as soon as we walk into the dining room. Just like our bedroom, this place looked like it was pulled out of some vintage catalog. It was clear everything was old but taken care of. And I was afraid to be near anything. As I stop in the doorframe of the room, Killian stops with me, sinking his fingers into my back as if warning me to not make a scene. A lump blocks my throat and once again I realize I should have not allowed such things to happen. "Behave, little doe. I'd rather not spend our night having to punish you -" he growls in my ear, his voice low, menacing. Was this a promise or a threat? I feel my cheeks heat up and a rush of warmth spreads all over my body, making me clench my thighs and grit my teeth. " Now, now-" he continues, his nose brushing over my ear. "Don't pull this on me. It's a
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!”