Cleo’s POVDeep in the forest of goddess only knows where…“Come on we have to keep running. Daphne they are going to catch up if we don’t. Please get up” My lungs burned as I screamed for her to move.“Just go I’m slowing you down as it is. You stand a better chance on your own”“I didn’t bail on you when that fight kicked off and I’m not bailing on you now. So get up”“Bitch you started that fight”“But did I bail on you? No because sisters stick together. Ride or die bitch so please come on” Daphne rolled her eyes and sighed knowing I wouldn’t carry on unless she was with me. Not only was she my sister, but she was also my best friend. She had stuck by my side for the last few months, and I would stay by hers no matter the consequences. Placing her arm over my shoulders I took the brunt of her weight enabling her to move that little bit faster. She had broken her leg when a group of rogues chased us. We were running so fast that neither of us saw the cliffs edge until it was too la
Cleo’s POV“Hello dear, you must be Cleo. It’s nice to meet you, I’m Agatha.” I must have stood there looking like a right dimwit. She just caught me off guard. I mean I always envisioned witches to be old and to have big pointy noses, maybe even a wart or two. In other words, I had completely envisioned Nanny McPhee. But here she was standing in front of me looking like a super model. She couldn’t have been any older than her early twenties. Her hair jet black only she had amethyst eyes. Agatha’s eyes were what made her differ from other witches. Amethyst belonged to witches that could see into the future, where your ‘normal’ witch had green cat’s eyes.“Erm hi… how do you”“How do I know who you are?” I just nodded in response as I stood there totally stunned, though I don’t know why it shocked me. Let’s face it, there could have been a number of ways for her to know who I was “I’ve been expecting you. Here come take a seat we have much to discuss” the feeling of dread formed in my
Romans POV“What else can you tell me about her” having arrived at the Elderwood pack I sought out the only witch around after having found out she lived on the outskirts of the town. Agatha couldn’t tell me where my mate went except for she darted out of the building when she found out I was her mate. I had involved myself heavily with my father’s company from a young age so I could spot a liar a mile away. That’s how I knew given a little bit of pressure the witch would crack.“I promise you I’ve told you everything. I don’t know anything else” she squirmed as my hands tightened around her neck.“Now we both know that’s not true. Don’t we Agatha Brentwell. Yes, I know all about who you are. I know that you turned your family’s coven over to the witch’s council for sacrificing children. I know that your husband left you when he found out what you were, and I know your daughter stripped herself of her powers so she couldn’t be tied to your blood coven or to you as a matter of fact. Bl
Cleo’s POVWe had spent the last six months searching for a coven of witches that would be able to tell me why my blood had been spelled. Something I learned from my wolf Freya. She came to me as the full mood hit its apex. I’d never experienced pain quite like it. I’d broken bones and injured myself countless of times, but never did the pain feel like it had when I shifted. The feeling of my bones snapping and rearranging was excruciating. Though once it was over a sense of pride flowed over me. Freya was bigger than the standard wolf and she was also a rusty colour with a white crescent moon between the eyes. I’d asked her what it meant and all she could tell me was that we were special. That our true parents had ‘special blood’, blood that ran through my veins. See after mine and my sisters chat, we went to see our Alpha before leaving our pack and saying goodbye forever. Let’s just say he was an arrogant ass. I mean yeh sure we were able to get hold of the adoption paperwork, but
Cleo’s POVAs he pressed the tip of his hardened beast to my lips fear coursed through me. I know I had a big mouth, but there was no way that was going to fit anywhere inside me.“You don’t need to fear it. I assure you it doesn’t bite. Only I do” the lustful look in his eyes had me gripping him with both hands. There was no way this could be done with one. Sticking my tongue out I held his cock up and licked from his balls to the tip giving it a teasing kiss on the sensitive spot. The way he stifled his own moan spurred me on. Swallowing my fear, I slowly begun to suck it. Taking him fully into my mouth I gagged when it hit the back of my throat causing it to restrict. As I went to pull away and breathe Todd held my head holding it in place. My nose was flush against his pelvis as he began rocking his hips pushing himself further down my throat. The force of him thrusting into my mouth left my eyes burning with tears. It wasn’t long until I felt his warm seed slide down my throat, i
Romans POV Six months. That’s how long it’s been since I left Agatha’s shop, and still I haven’t found my mate. I knew her name and what she looked like so it shouldn’t have been this hard. I’d sent word to my contacts at my family’s security firm with Cleo’s details and even they came up empty handed. How the fuck could one seventeen-year-old girl avoid being seen for this long. I mean teenagers these days are attached to social media so there should have been a trail to follow but she had zero accounts. I was about to move on to the next town over when my phone started ringing my mums number showing on the screen. Hitting reject I stuck it back in my pocket. I already knew what she wanted and had already agreed to attend even though I didn’t want to. My brother found his mate two weeks ago and they were having her Luna ceremony this weekend. Don’t get me wrong I’m happy for Kai, but the last thing I wanted to do was sit and play happy families when my illusive mate was in the wind.
Roman’s POV “Kaylee and man is she something. I promise you brother there isn’t another woman like her” “How’s that then?” “For a start she’s a demon.” Judging by the look on Kai’s face, he knew I’d be shocked. Our family were classed as pure blood due to our great-great grandmother being the moon goddess. Never in a million years had I imagined one of us being mated to anything other than a wolf. Though come to think of it, that witch did say my mate was different. I just didn’t know how and prayed each and every night that I wouldn’t have to reject her. Which again confused me. Kai was more prejudice than anyone I knew. He had the same beliefs as our father who had come to hate any other species due to what his mother had done in the past. Our father Axel’s mother wasn’t just a witch but the high priestess. Apparently, she was batshit crazy and wanted to have Layla sacrificed when she was born until she found out she wouldn’t hold any special gifts because of her birth mother’s tr
Daphne’s POVEverything happened so quickly from that day. Had Cleo just done as I asked her and left me, everything would have been ok. She never would have found him, and I never would have ended things the way I did. That place had done nothing but tear us apart. We had spent our entire lives together, always having each other’s back. The day she found out who she really was happened to be the same day he found out she existed. He became the reason everything happened the way it did.Present day…Never in my life had I seen a white wolf. Sure I had heard of them, everyone had. But they were incredibly rare. The ground shook beneath my feet as I tried to stand causing me to lose balance and topple back over. Having heard the heavy pounding of paws as more wolves approached, I knew we were in trouble. That was until they came into view. They didn’t smell like rogues which bought an all new kind of trouble our way. There was no doubt we had made the mistake of stumbling onto pack terr
Cleo’s POVAs Angel took her place on the front row of seats, Axel stood with Roman and me. This would be his first act as the leader of the newly formed council, but to look at his face, you wouldn’t think it. He looked more confident than I had ever seen him. If Athena were looking down, she would be proud of her mate for serving her justice and rebuilding after so much loss.The regular couple would now enjoy their reception, eat, dance and be merry, but we had one more ceremony to complete before we could enjoy the remainder of the evening. I was scared shitless, but I knew I could do it with Roman at my side.“Evening, everyone. As you are all aware, tonight is special for multiple reasons. Not only has my son married his beautiful mate, but he will also take his place as our new reigning King. A role of such power is earned, not just born into. Roman and Cleo have shown us time and time again that they are more than equipped to handle anything that’s thrown their way. This new l
Roman’s POVTonight everything would change. Not only would we become husband and wife, but we would gain the titles of King and Queen.I wasn’t normally a nervous man, but today, I was. Today my heart beat wildly in my chest as I counted down the hours until it finally was time. Standing alone under the wooden archway, I fiddled with my fingers, my palms becoming sweaty. There was no doubt whatsoever in my mind I wanted this, so why was I nervous?I had hoped Kai would be back by now, I’d wished to have him stand at my side as my best man, but I understood his situation. He had lost his other half, his reason for living, and had that been Cleo, I knew I wouldn’t survive.Watching out over all the faces in the crowd, I tried my best to remain calm. Balthazar spoke words of encouragement in my mind, but it wasn’t helping. Taking a deep breath, I looked up to the moon and prayed that, for once, Cleo would be on time. I didn’t mind waiting on the woman any other time, but not tonight. If
Chapter SeventyCleo’s POVMy eyes fluttered open as the sunlight beamed into the room through the open blinds. Rolling over, I found the bed empty. Roman’s side had been made and was stone cold. Worrying I’d overslept, I checked the time on my phone only to find a message from the missing man himself.‘I didn’t want to wake you, but I have a few things I need to take care of today. I’ll be back in time for tea, have a good day, and remember I love you.’Smiling to myself, I placed the phone back down. As I went to swing my legs over, a light knock came from the door.“Can I come in?” Angel’s voice came from the door's other side, causing my stomach to form in knots. I knew I’d have to face her today, but I’d at least hoped to have some coffee in my system first.“Of course. Is there something wrong?”“Actually, there is, the wedding….“ I couldn’t decipher the look she was giving me, which worried me.“Roman told you, didn’t he? I’m sorry if I sound like an ungrateful bitch.” And I tr
Chapter Sixty-NineCleo’s POVAngel wanted to help organise the wedding, and I begrudgingly agreed. Though now, as the day approaches, I wish I hadn’t. I had never been the type of girl that was bothered by diamonds or gold. I liked what I liked, and that was it. A lavish white wedding had never been in my dreams. I wanted the wedding, yes, but I wanted the marriage more. I wanted a husband who loved me unconditionally and a family we would share.As the seamstress continued with her alterations, I neared wit’s end. The dress wasn’t me. I didn’t like how it sat and was not too fond of the strapless design.“Miss, will you please stand still? With you fidgeting, it’s impossible to get the hemline right.”Oh, and I didn’t like the seamstress. She was rude and snobby, and I didn’t want her.“Ouch!” feeling the point of the pinprick on my skin was the final straw.“Well, perhaps if you did as I asked…” growling, I heated her stupid needle and pins, smirking when they burnt her and caused
Chapter Sixty-EightRoman’s POVI couldn’t be any prouder of Cleo even if I tried. Watching as the darkness held on, its claws dug deep into her, she never wavered. She never once screamed for Henrik to stop, and I’m ashamed to say that I thought she would. The hours that followed were the most heartbreaking. I wished I could take everything from her and suffer in her place, but I couldn’t. We would walk many paths together, but this wasn’t one of them.I remained by her side the entire time, holding her tight and keeping her grounded as her fear took hold. We knew that there might one day be a consequence for stripping Cleo of her rule of hell, that the Brotherhood may seek revenge. But if that day did come, we would fight together.The obstacle we thought would be toughest, however, ended up being the easiest, bonding with our daughter. Scarlett was a bright, strong energy, and I knew she would one day take this world by storm. Seeing mother and daughter together was a sight like no
Chapter Sixty-SevenCleo’s POVHaving explained Jake’s situation as best as I could, I asked a nurse to help me get Roman into a wheelchair. His grandfather was currently in the ICU on life support, and there was no way Roman was well enough to walk.As we exited the lift, we were met with faces that lined the corridor leading to Jake’s room. Holding my head high, I pushed my mate down the corridor where his fathers met us. Kissing Roman on the cheek, I turned to walk away, leaving his fathers to take him inside.“Cleo, where are you going?” Hearing Axle’s voice, I stopped and turned to face him.“I’m going to get some air while you spend time as a family. It’s all right; you need it.”“Your right, we do, but you’re also a part of this family, Cleo. None of us would be here right now if it weren’t for you. Angel wouldn’t be able to say goodbye to her mate if it wasn’t for you.” Holding his hand out for me to take, I hesitated for a second before accepting.As I took his hand, he yanke
Cleo’s POVYesterday stood a building of authority and importance, and now, an ashen wreck. The carnage it caused, the devastation, it rattled even me. To witness first-hand what can happen when power, no matter the source gets out of control. Before now my mind had been like frisbee, back and forth with my decision on returning hellfire to where it belonged. But after today, my mind was set. I no longer wanted this.Twenty-Four hours before…As the walls and floor began to shake, I missed my mark; my fireball hitting the window, sending the glass shattering. Another tremor, and my legs went from beneath me.“You’re too late. You’ve doomed us and yourselves.” Clinging to the furniture, I watched the elder try to escape safely.I was in front of him in a heartbeat, my hand gripping his throat as I turned him to ash. As the smoke began to pool at my feet, I turned around coming face to face with the council’s leader. He pulled a blade from his belt and swung for me without saying a word
Roman’s POVI thought I was getting through to Cleo until she pushed me backwards and took off. I went to run after her but was held back by my fathers.“Let her go, son; she’s not ready.”“She’s on a mission just as we are. Let her do what she needs to, and then we will help you get her back. Whatever it takes.” Nodding at my father’s, we took the second set of stairs. As much as I hated to admit it, they were right.Cleo had gone to the next floor, so it made sense for us to go up again. Whether she liked it or not, we would clear this place together. Level three was where the armoury was kept. Weapons collected over the centuries from all different species are locked away. From fairy dust, rogue’s poison, and enchanted blades to a witch’s grimoire. Anything they could get their hands on and use would be inside that vault. We just needed to get it open.As proof of how untouchable the council thought they had become, they hadn’t bothered to disguise the front of the vault. The metal
Cleo’s POVI wasn’t going to let him die, not for me. I didn’t deserve it, and I didn’t deserve him. His pack needed him to survive. After overhearing what Roman and his family intended to do, I knew I had to get there first. This all began because of me, and it would end with me. I’d be damned if anyone else would lose their lives because of me.Closing my eyes, I pictured the Wolf Embassy. The building had recently been refurbished due to a fire a few years ago, and I remembered seeing it on the billboard back in the orphanage. It was shaped like a large townhouse, at least four floors high. The wooden fronts were replaced with blacked-out glass panels from the bottom to the third floor. The fourth floor was brick and held only a couple of windows.Any passerby wouldn’t think anything of it, but in my mind, that would be where they met and held their most secretive meetings. It offered the most coverage and was high enough that they had more chance to get away if something happened