“You keep a treasure here?” Elizabeth was flabbergasted.
“Of course. Where else?” Henry answered, not stopping with the stirring of the sauce.
Beautiful morning sun shining through the window was what woke Elizabeth up. She has never in her entire life felt so good, refreshed, and well-rested as this morning. A smile crept upon her face when she realized the position they were in. They were spooning, and she was a little spoon. She had never been a little spoon before, and it felt good. She felt safe and warm, protected. His arms were all
Henry made sure that Elizabeth closed the door of the basement before he went outside. While they were having breakfast, he heard wolves howling in close distance, and he had a feeling that those were not regular wolves. Although wolf packs were known to pass through this region from time to time, he didn’t want to take any risk with Elizabeth in the house. When after a couple of minutes, five wolve
One by one, feral wolves shifted into their human forms, and now they stood naked in front of Henry and Elizabeth. It wasn’t a sight that he ever wanted Elizabeth to see, dirty and naked shifters. “I thought I made myself clear mutts. You should stay away from me if you want to live.” His voice was stern and threatening. “I told you I smelled a woman up there, you guys!” one of the werewolves said. “This is our chance to kill dragon prince! Then we’ll be respected as we deserve to be.” “So th
Henry laid on the ground in front of Elizabeth to make his gigantic body accessible for her to climb onto. In his dragon form, his every feeling and emotion was amplified so many times... her acceptance of him like this brought him to his heaven. Elizabeth on, the other hand, was thinking about how she didn’t know what she did to deserve this. She was living a real-life fairytale, and this beast in
Henry offered his hand to Elizabeth, and she accepted it, so he pulled her in his lap. She still had trouble excepting all the feelings he made her feel each time they touched while he relished them. He couldn’t believe he got so lucky. What did he ever deserve to get mated to a girl like her? His eyes showed nothing but pure adoration while he stared deep into her eyes.
The first half an hour of their trip passed in silence. Henry was focused on the wavy road, and Elizabeth admired the landscapes they passed by. It was almost dusk, and she couldn’t see the sun anymore. It was hidden behind the mountain now. “Sooo,” she started. “Why did we leave in such a rush?” she pressed again. Henry sighed, and it looked like he doesn’t want to answer but still spoke reluctantly: “Some 50 years ago, there was a war in the supernatural world... many of the exiled wolves from all around the States gathered intending to destroy the system that exists and which packs live by. They wanted their revenge for being kicked out, some of them out of pure evilness, wanting carnage and blood and destruction... they had help from some other creatures that didn’t want to follow the code anymore, the code of secrecy that we all follow. Despised witches were on their side and some vampires too, anyway, their army was strong and big, and it threatened to expose our existence to t
“Come. Let me show you around.” Henry said, taking her by the hand. On tour, Elizabeth could see that the whole apartment was modernly furnished, minimalistic too, but here she could hardly find color black anywhere. Everything was in light colors and very nicely put together.
Kate left when she finished her breakfast saying goodbye and wishing them well. “Well, she's something...” Elizabeth had to comment. “Yeah, a real force of nature,” Henry added: “Love, I have to go meet my lawyer and take care of some business. I should be back by nightfall.” “What kind of business?” Elizabeth was curious, even though she hated it when someone asked her these kinds of questions, now she couldn’t help herself but ask. “I want to buy that apartment of yours, and also I have to see my broker and my accountant...” “What exactly is it that you do for life?” it was about time for her to ask that. She realized that she knew so little about him. “We can talk about that at dinner. I’ll make reservations for 8 o’clock. Would that be ok? I want to take you on a proper date tonight,” his lips turned upwards. “Oh, ok, sure. I’d like that.” She smiled. Henry went to his office and came back within a minute. Taking her hand, he turned her palm upwards and put something cold i