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Ashina ---In the minutes before my men and I left to find the bunkers, I could hear my father wailing in pain. Although I was about to turn and leave, I have heard that mates can feel each other's pain to an extreme degree. My mother's warriors were already sent back, so I hope my mother is okay and the warriors were able to get to her in time.The leaves of gold and brown were scattered around my father, who was retching on the ground. When I held my father, he kept screaming about a burn on his throat, and I asked what I could do. The sight of him suffering hurt my heart, and the feeling of estrangement I felt toward him made it worse. Until today, I barely remembered his face, and it isn't the same face I remember.The tears had flowed down my cheeks like rivers from the crevices of my eyes. Andor knelt down next to me while I lay on the ground holding my father through his pain. In order to help my mother, I needed to go back inside. In spite of the fact that his neck is free fro
Queen Amira –The pain I felt from Malcolm slashing my throat didn't hit me right away. The fall was more painful for me at first as my body had made a loud thud on the tiled floor in front of my throne. All these years, Malcolm partially starved me to try and break my spirit, causing my entire weakened body to tremble with pain.My powers will never be surrendered to Malcolm; I will not be broken by his cruelty. In order to accomplish this, he would need to mate with me and mark me. The thought of him touching my body would make me want to die. Why Malcolm hasn't taken me forcibly is that I must consent with my whole heart and soul to give him my power. As far as I am concerned, Malcolm will never be the other half of my heart and soul.There was a part of me that wanted to die, as then my powers would transfer to Ashina and her mate. The war could have been won so much more easily. Hopefully, the Goddess will take me, and I can give Ashina this gift, sin
Andor –Honestly, I wish I knew I was going to get the gift of accidentally setting everything ablaze. Ashina's powers, which she subconsciously shared with me, suddenly took on a life of their own.When I learned Ashina had abandoned me in her quest to regain her kingdom, I was overwhelmed with anger. As a result of this anger, I blew things up and set things on fire in my office. The omegas probably worked for several days to repair everything that I destroyed in my office.When one of the warriors touched Ashina's shoulder, my inner anger slammed the warrior into a nearby tree with the force of a tornado. In the infirmary, that warrior remains.As a result, Ashina assigned me a witch bodyguard, whose purpose is not to protect me from others, but to protect others from me. I am also receiving instructions from this witch about how to control my temper and my magic. It seems that magic can be driven by emotions.Our plan is to enter the castle as quietly as possible and as soon as pos
Ashina's point of view --There was a jolt in my mother's body due to the magical lightning traveling through my mother's heart. As of that moment, she was still in cardiac arrest, and I had no idea what to do. The clock is ticking! Come on! “Please Moon Goddess give me something!” I screamed at the monitor. She flatlined. I stepped down from the table in agony.“No! No no.. No, not my mother” I cried as my lips quivered. Trying to feel something, anything, as I massaged the heart area of my mother.The doctor looked at the clock on the wall, "Time of Death."That is when my mate bellowed out "STOP".Beep Beep Beep. I looked a second time at the monitor when I realized that her heart was beating again, she was alive. “Oh, thank you! You scared me!” I hollered in joy. I fell to my knees for joy, praising the moon goddess for her mercy.“Thank you Moon Goddess for saving my Mother”, I prayed before getting up to congratulate the doctors that helped. The monitor was providing us with th
Andor –I am not lying when I say that Ashina's mother scares me! If I hadn't figured it out before, now I know exactly where Ashina's temper comes from genetically. Despite the fact that Ashina and I are clearly marked and mated, her mother wouldn't let me near her daughter. There seems to be some sort of vendetta against me on the part of her mother.Ashina and I walked into the hall, this was my moment to have her all to myself. Ashina's mother was still in the conference room discussing strategy with the warriors. My hands are tightly gripped around Ashina’s waist as I lift her over my shoulder into an empty room.There was an incessant and furious booming of my heart in my chest cavity. My heart swelled into a mallet and swung against my rib cage as if it were a drum full of love, ready to burst at any moment. Each spark ignited at the touch of her delicate skin.In the shadows just inside the door, her legs encircle my waist from the waist down, leaving my erection up against he
-Ashina – The clouds hung heavy in the sky as the fireworks abruptly fizzled out, the darkness descending like a shroud over the kingdom. The rain poured down, relentless in its assault on the earth, heedless of the floods it might unleash. I felt the familiar tug in my chest as rain called out to its lover, the wind. It was a night ripe with portent, the air thick with the scent of impending danger. With a hand fixed on Dean’s arm, I raced toward the bear shifters, urgently thudding through my veins. "Dean," I commanded, "order the shifters to breach the gates on every side of the castle. It’s time to storm Malcolm’s kingdom." I located a demon captain and barked orders for his men to follow the bears and ferret out all enemy demons, leaving no trace of betrayal. I was resolved to cast out those loyal to Malcolm, sending them back to the hell from whence they came. As I led the bear shifters through the breached gates, a strange sensation interrupted my focus. "Ashina! Can you hea
Andor –The air was thick with the stench of death as I fought against the relentless tide of enemies, my magic draining my strength with every blast. I cursed under my breath as I accidentally incinerated a few witches amidst the chaos. But it was either them or me in this bloody battle, and I had no time to dwell on the casualties.The Queen had enclosed me in a protective bubble, while the witches tried to pop the bubble to kill me, the witches were not here to keep me safe, but to toy with me, to break me before the queen. I could feel her seething anger pulsing through the air as she eyed me like a predator sizing up its prey. I rolled my eyes at her, my own temper flaring in the face of her arrogance.The queen began an outburst about an ancient vase that I had blew up, some treasured artifact from her family's history. I should have been more respectful, but trapped in that confining bubble, I couldn't suppress my irritation. In a moment of impulsiveness, I let my frustration sp