Eden’s POVI tried not to vomit. I was desperately sea sick though. The blindfold didn’t help. The boat rocked and lolled across the waves.“Please,” I begged, hoping the goons could hear me. “I don’t feel well. I need to see.”“Nope,” a voice said. “Boss man’s orders.”The voice sounded close. I opened my mouth to beg again, but instead of words, a stream of vomit came pouring out.“Bitch! What the fuck?” an annoyed voice said. “That cunt just puked on my shoes.”Laughter. The other goons. I guess I’d just vomited on someone’s shoes.“I told you. I’m sick,” I said. The putrid taste of vomit was sharp in my mouth. I really needed a glass of water.“Hang tight,” a different voice said. “We’re almost there.”I had no choice. So I tried to visualize land. I tried to take my mind off this incessant rocking and rolling of the boat.BLEH.I puked again.“Damn bitch. Stop that,” a voice snapped at me.I didn’t even bother to respond.Just then, the boat came to a sudden stop.“Are we finally
Eden’s POVThe corridor felt like it went on forever. We were deep in the mountain now. We walked in silence. Eventually, we came to a grand door or ornate wood. The goons opened it and we stepped through, into a courtyard.The courtyard was shielded from the sky by a canopy of trees. The fresh air felt nice after the dank, musty air in the corridor. The goons hustled us through the courtyard and through another door. This time, we were in a foyer, lit up with lights. A resplendent chandelier hung from the ceiling, and two spiral staircases wove their way to a second floor.There was so much lighting, for a moment I forgot that we were underground. The goons led us through the foyer and down another hall. Portraits hung on the walls, oil paintings. The carpet was lavish and soft.I’d thought Zane’s palace was big; Zane’s palace paled in comparison to the Santonio Estate. “In here,” they said, opening yet another door.A giant mahogany table sat in the center of the room. And at the
Eden’s POV“STOP!” I cried. “Please, don’t kill him!”Demetrius’ guards were dragging Caleb away. His wife, Marietta was hauling Adrian away. Storm and I were left standing, mouths agape. It was all happening very fast.“Why shouldn’t I?” Demetrius asked, cocking his head to the side.“He’s done nothing wrong,” I said. Well….nothing to Demetrius. There was no reason for Demetrius to kill Caleb. And even though I despised Caleb, he HAD helped us by betraying Scarlett and Alpha Skylar. I felt pity for him.“Hm,” Demetrius said, as though the concept of NOT killing someone was foreign to him. “I suppose I could spare his life,” he said. “But you’ll have to give me something in exchange.”I glanced at Caleb. He was terrified.“What do you want?” I asked.“I want to fuck your wolf,” he said calmly. Then he licked his lips and smiled lustfully at me.“My…my wolf?”Zara whined, covering her face with her paws.“Yes, Eden. I want you to shift so I can fuck your wolf.”“You filthy, dirty…” Sto
Eden’s POVPets? There was something ominous about that word. And even more ominous was the huge smile on Demetrius’ face. Without even waiting for us to answer, he led us out of the room and down a long corridor.“It’s quite the collection,” he said as we walked. “I’ve spent years gathering it. And as you’ll see, they’re really quite comfortable. I have only the very best food flown in for all my pets. Keeps their fur silky and smooth, if you know what I mean.” He winked at us. But no, none of us knew what he meant.I felt like I had been picked up and dropped off on another planet. A planet where people built mansions into the face of mountains, had sex with wolves, and collected pets. I was exhausted from it all. One glance at Storm and Caleb, and their faces said the same thing.But we continued to follow Demetrius as he yammered on about food for his pets. It felt like we had walked forever before we finally came to a large, iron door.He stopped and turned to us, a mischievous g
Eden’s POVHis maids were rough and mean. They separated us and tossed me into a scalding hot shower.“Filthy girl,” they hissed at me. They scrubbed my skin until it was pink and raw. “You gotta a baby in there?” One of them poked my belly, hard. I pushed away her hand.“Maybe she’s just fat,” they snickered.There were seven of them. Seven! So it’s not like I could do anything. They hauled me out of the shower and made me stand, naked and dripping wet, in front of the mirror while they brushed my head with so much force, my head kept snapping backwards.“Disgusting,” one of them sneered. “Look at all the lice.”“I do not have lice,” I exclaimed.A maid pretended to examine the hair brush. “Yes you do. Look.” The other gathered around her. “See? Her hair is full of bugs.”“Get me a towel,” I demanded. This was ridiculous! I didn’t deserve to be treated like this.“No,” one of them snapped. “We’re not wasting a towel on you.”“I’m the Lycan King’s mate,” I said indignantly. “And this,
Eden’s POVIt was impossible not to stare. Marietta had her shirt wide open and Adrian was sucking her breast. For a moment, I wondered if there was actual milk coming out. But then I saw the expression on Murietta’s face.She looked absolutely despondent. She caught my eye and her eyes were apologetic. I had a feeling she was being forced to breastfeed Adrian.And Demestrius was the culprit.“Come, friends.”Friends?“Come sit!” We did as we were told and shuffled over to the table. What choice did we have? I sat down and my massive skirt spilled out over the sides of the chairs.Adrian just kept sucking away. He looked content, and completely unaware of anything else that was going on.“Such a good little baby, no?” Demetrius asked. He looked lovingly at Adrian, like a parent might. “My wife takes such good care of our children. See? She’s literally nursing your friend back to health.”Murietta looked across the table, at the wall on the other side of the room. She kept h
Zane’s POVShe was beautiful. There was no denying that. The rain pelted down on Lucinda’s naked body. She leered at me, her hair wild in the wind.I didn’t want to have sex with her. But I had to. To save our baby. I would do anything to save our baby.“Take off your clothes,” she demanded. “Or shall I do it for you?”The rain ran from her plump breasts, causing them to glisten. If I was going to have sex with her, I had to get hard.“Don’t worry,” she smiled, reading my thoughts. “I’ll help you with that.”The lightning crashed across the sky, illuminating the cliff we were on. The air had turned dark, with the storm thick in the air. To our left was the massive drop-off of the cliff. To our right were trees.I wanted to kill her. I really did. But I was in witch’s territory and Slade was bound by her blue spell. She was more powerful than me here, in her domain. And she had the power to reactive the curse, the curse that would kill mine and Eden’s baby.“What are you waiting for?”
Zane’s POV“Not bad,” she smiled, looking at my hard member. “You’re bigger than I thought. I actually might enjoy this.”Without another word, she came at me with lightning speed. She was breathing heavy, her hair wet and matter to her face. It felt the rain trickled down my chest and dripped onto my cock. It felt sensational.I was overcome with lust and desire. This was the witch's sexual energy. It exuded from her like sweat. Hot and heavy. I could smell her sex. I had never experienced the witch’s sexual pull before, but I’d heard plenty about it. It wasn’t a spell; it was just their nature. Witches LOVED sex and they weren’t afraid to show it.She reached for cock but I stopped her. I wanted to taste her. I was driven mad by my desire for her. I wasn’t even in my right mind. I grabbed her hair at the back of her head and pulled, forcing her chin up. Then I slowly licked her lips with the tip of my tongue. She pressed into me. Her nipples brushed across my naked chest.I smashed
Eden’s POVEighteen today. How the time flies by! It seems like only yesterday I was lying on the bed, crying in agony as wave after wave of labor crashed over me. She was a difficult birth, Jupiter. But I made it through, of course.Who could have known the woman she would grow into?She is standing in front of the full-length mirror, admiring herself in her new gown. She’s glorious. Soft, pink cheeks and glacier blue eyes, just like Zara’s. She is the best of witches and the best of wolves – a unique hybrid that brings out both in this fluid, magical way.“Aunty Brinsle and Aunty Astrid?” she asked, looking at my reflection standing behind her. “Are they ready?”“Yes, love,” I tell her. “They are both waiting.” There’s a gentle knock on the door, and as if on cue, Brinsle and Astrid enter.“Oh Jupes,” Brinsle says, rushing to her side. “Look at you. All grown up.” Tears well in her eyes and she turns away.“I told you, no tears today,” Jupiter scolds Brinsle. But then she smiles sof
Zane’s POVSometimes, I don’t know who I love more, Eden or Jupiter. What a I saying? I love them equally.I was shocked, of course, the night our baby was born. I couldn’t believe it when Eden said the name, Jupiter. It all came together in that moment. Calista told me that visions always come true. Lucinda has the vision of a young girl born with both wolf and witch, a girl that would rule over both.Lucinda assumed it would be her daughter.She was wrong.It was ours.Eden has witch blood and wolf blood. Jupiter was born with both. She is our daughter and she will one day unite the wolves and the witches. For now, though, she’s just a bright-eyed, mischievous little five year old girl.And she is our world.Brinsle counsels Jupiter on the ways of witches. Sometimes, she takes Jupiter to different covens. The covens welcome her, this little daughter of ours. Astrid is in charge of Jupiter’s wolf training. And of course, Astrid is Jupiter’s god-mother. I know she is in good hands wit
Eden’s POVThe wedding was small but lovely. Zane gave Brinsle away and he was so honored to do so. It was a traditional human wedding, and Brinsle was lovely in her white dress. Adrian was handsome in his traditional human tuxedo. They chose a human wedding because they couldn’t have a werewolf one since Brinsle wasn’t a werewolf and they couldn’t have a witch wedding since Adrian wasn’t a witch. So they chose a human wedding instead.After the ceremony, we all mingled and sipped champagne while the children ran around playing tag on the grassy knoll. I was so happy for Adrian as I watched him great his guests, as was Zane. We both had a soft spot for Adrian and Brinsle. They were family as far as we were concerned.But it hadn’t always been easy. It had been a slow love between Brinsle and Adrian. They were both a bit broken and they both had serious trust issues. Brinsle had a magic that was too powerful for her and a history of lashing out. She had some pretty dark secrets in her
Eden’s POV“Lucia, how many times I have told you – get off the warrior training grounds!”I giggled. Lucia had a basket in her arms. It was lunch for Storm. I was sure of it. Lucia was notorious for this. She’d just scuttle right out onto the field, a basket full of food for Storm, and completely disrupt his warriors.“But it’s lunch time,” she said, cocking her head to the side.Storm was clearly embarrassed as she shook his head. His warriors smiled slyly. They were used to it. Lucia was a doting wife. She brought Storm lunch every day without fail.I was visiting for our monthly dinner date. Once a month, I made the trek out to see Lucia at her pack, the Santonio Pack. It was a bit of a hike, since her pack boundary was up in the hills. We’d chosen the location because of the view. After spending all those years on the island at the estate, Lucia swore she never wanted to see water ever again. So her pack was built up on the mountain on a flat plateau, surrounded only by tree tops
Eden’s POVI cursed Zane. I cursed sex. I cursed every one in that room and the sun and the moon and anything and everything I could think of. I had known pain in my life, really bad physical pain, but nothing had prepared me for the pain that ripped through my insides every time I had a contraction.We were back in my room. The doctor and several maids were by my side, as well as Astrid and Zane. Those were the only two people I wanted in the room with me. I gritted my teeth and did my best to breathe while contraction after contraction ripped through me. Zane wiped my forehead with cold clothes. Astrid held my hand, even though I was pretty sure I’d broken her fingers with my tight grip.I was only vaguely aware of the time, but I knew it was night.“It’s a long labour,” the doctor said. “I’m sorry, but that’s just the way it goes sometimes.”Outside my window, the guests waited with baited breath. It hadn’t taken long for word to spread right after the crowning that the queen was i
Eden’s POVI knew we invited a lot of people, but I didn’t really know how many until I saw them all sprawled out there in the garden. Thousands of people, for as far as I could see. Little children waved excitedly as I passed. Little girls giggled and whispered to their mothers:“She’s the most beautiful queen I’ve ever seen.”We walked slowly, through the crowds. I took my time, nodding and smiling as I went along. Everyone smiled back.Once or twice, a strange cramp ran through my stomach and I gripped Astrid’s hand. She looked at me, a worried expression on her face.“Eden, tell me the next time you feel a cramp, okay?” she asked.“Sure,” I said.The walk to the stage took a long time. I was so humbled that this many people had come to see my coronation. Some of them had travelled a very long way. I saw the pile of presents Astrid had commented on. Holy crap was right; it was massive!My eyes swelled. Such generosity from my people.“Oh,” I said, suddenly stopping. It was a cramp
Eden’s POVThe sun burst through the window and I bolted out of bed. I was so happy I could sing. It was here, it was finally here! Coronation day!The baby kicked, really hard. I pressed my hand on my stomach.“No no no,” I said. “You be a good girl and stay in there just one more day.” Then I went straight to the washroom to shower.Zane and I had stayed in separate rooms last night. The girls had stayed in my room with me: Astrid, Brinsle, Murietta, Lucia, and Chloe. We’d played silly games and talked late into the night. It had been a perfect evening, with the exception of a few major cramps. It was probably just too much food I told myself. We had, after all, stuffed our faces all night long.The women were still fast asleep when I got out of the shower. I jumped onto the bed and said in a sing-song voice:“Get up! It’s coronation day!”They all groaned. Astrid rolled over sleepily, tossing her arm over her head. “Not yet,” she said.Brinsle sat up immediately, as did Chloe. I’d
Eden’s POVMy mind reeled. A hundred thoughts ripped through my head. My heart and my stomach hurt.There was a baby?A baby with that…witch?But how? Why? This didn’t make any sense. I looked to Brinsle. If anyone would know, besides Zane, it was her. The look on her face said it all – apologetic.There WAS a baby.“Just listen,” Zane said.“You didn’t tell me?” I asked, embarrassed and angry. “You and…her? She’s carrying your baby?”“Eden, please. Just…come with me. Let’s talk.”But I didn’t want to talk. I wanted to run. I wanted to jump back into the lake and swim away again, like I had all those months ago.Had he been unfaithful to me? With a witch?He rushed towards me then and reached for my hand. But I shrugged him off.“I don’t understand,” I said.“So let me explain,” he told me.“Eden?” It was Brinsle. She was suddenly beside me. I felt like the world was spinning. I felt like I was going to be sick. “Just…just hear him out. Okay. It’s not what you think. I promise.”Her e
Eden’s POV“Excuse me?” I asked.The woman stopped in front of us. I was furious. Who the hell did she think she was? This was a private affair! This was an intimate, royal burial for MY mother. What was she talking about?“I’m guessing my invitation got lost in the mail?” the woman asked sardonically. “Zane, Brighton, Alpha so and so, nice to see you all again. Although I wish it were on happier terms.”I let Zane tense beside me. How did she know Brighton? And Zane? And was that my grandfather she was referring to.“What are you doing here?” Zane said, his voice low.“What do you mean?” she asked. “Of course I’m here. You’re burying my sister.”“This is a wolf’s burial. On wolf territory. You’re not welcome here, Lucinda,” Zane hissed.Lucinda?I knew that name. She was the head of the coven, the Falcon Crest Coven. She was the woman who had kept Zane and all the others prisoners. The woman who had personally provided Skylar with the potion for his warriors.What WAS she doing here?