Rayna
My reality froze, taken hostage by the deep colors of his eyes. For a moment, I forgot to breathe, to move, to talk, or to even blink. I felt helpless, and I didn't like it.
The room I was in vanished and the same dark sky heavily adorned with stars and auroras replaced it. I easily felt the slap of cold wind on my face, even though I knew this wasn't real.
'Rayna...' That growling sound of my name again. This time, it gave me a shiver.
"Who are—no, what are you?" I asked.
And I am getting crazy for actually interacting with this voice in my head.
'Mine...'
"Mi...ne?" My thoughts cried out. Was this creature telling me its name or about mining because that was certainly off. I am a soldier, not a miner.
'You. Are. Mine.'
Oh... so that's what it meant, effectively disregarding my earlier question about its identity.
"Nobody owns me," was my strong reply. "You don't own me."
'I do...' the growl intoned. 'And I'll make you see it.'
Yup. I am going crazy.
Just then, something hard bumped behind me. I was back in reality, in the room that instant blinking all the weirdness away.
"Oh! Sorry, boss! I didn't know you were standing behind the door." George half-entered the room with a white tool kit in hand. "Although, I knocked before opening the door. Didn't you hear it?"
"I didn't," I replied. I was highly conscious of how it sounded rushed and edgy.
"Well, anyway, Colonel Garrison wants you to have this." He held the box up and handed it to me.
A first aid kit? My mind stressed.
It wouldn't have offended me seeing this since it would come in handy if untoward accidents would happen, but no. He meant to give me this because he knew I knew military personnel stash condoms inside the secret compartment.
The colonel was really pushing it. Damn it.
"That's thoughtful of him," Mr. Windstorm's voice broke me from my vindictive thoughts against my superior.
George and I looked at him at the same time, but out of the two of us, it was I who had a hard time maintaining a stare. His pools still affected me, making my insides flip, and turn, and tremble.
"Tell Colonel Garrison my thanks, George," he continued. The latter nodded and tipped his head. Then Mr. Windstorm turned to me. "And Ms. Chase, please take the kit and close the door. I want to talk to you."
George and I exchanged nods after I took the kit. Once the door closed, I lifted the object up, tried to hold a steady gaze towards him and asked, "Where do you want to put this, Sir?"
His eyelids dipped briefly, then back to me. "In my room. I might need the contents in it."
I was positive he meant the medicines inside and not the condoms. He couldn't have known of the secret compartment anyway since he wasn't military. Right?
After crossing the room, I opened what I assumed was the master's and stepped inside. Finding a study table, I placed the kit down, took a deep breath to restart myself, and returned to face Mr. Windstorm again. I wasn't immune to his intense eyes, but at least this time, I was more in control of myself. More composed.
"Ms. Chase, do you know why you were assigned to me?" he asked, still with his hood on.
Such a weird CEO indeed.
"I am the best fit for the position, Sir." I straightened my stance and directed my eyes to the window ahead and not to him like I was trained to do. My commanding officers said never to make eye contact to a person with higher authority unless they commanded it. I wanted to stay true to that. "I can do everything: ensure your safety, protect you, and care for you."
"Are you a military nurse?" he furthered.
"No, Sir, but I am trained to deliver aid to a variety of medical conditions."
"Were you forced to do this job then?"
My brows twitched ever so slightly. Damn. Why did he have to ask this personal question?
"No, Sir." I lied. I had to.
"Good. So, you know what you're signing into." From my periphery, he tapped the side of his wheelchair as a way to point out the situation he was in. I wasn't bothered by this. What I was more bothered about was the way his hand moved. He made the simple act of tapping so fluid, so special.
So...godlike.
Heck. I need to better compose myself.
"Yes, sir," I answered, but I was suddenly aware how much I was blushing. In haste, I tried to control it, but it probably turned into a mildly constipated look.
"Wipe that look off your face, Ms. Chase," he pointed out with a hint of a tease in his voice. "I can perfectly take care of myself, and that includes bathing and changing clothes."
My words flew out of my mouth before I could filter it. "I wouldn't hesitate to help you, Sir, should you...need...it." The last of my words stammered when I saw his eyes dial a shade darker.
"I'll take that as a promise, Ms. Chase," he replied. "It's going to be a long three days. We never know what's going to happen."
I couldn't believe how this man—from a three-to-five-word reply earlier—became so talkative now. Was he just observing us during the flight? Was he trying to gauge me first before opening up to me?
"I am trained to be prepared, Sir," was my generic reply.
He groaned.
"Stop calling me that. Call me by my given name. Axel. My name is Axel Windstorm."
"I am not allowed to be in first-name basis with my employer, Sir," I pointed out, burying the desire to say his name out loud. I wanted to. Heck, I really wanted to do it and I couldn't explain why.
"Yes, correct. I am your boss for the time being, so do what I say." The way he commanded it—with grace, with power—I couldn't argue anymore.
"Yes, Mr. Windstorm." But I opted for a little tweak of my own, using his family name instead of his first name.
He released a sigh—a long, audible one. "It's a good start. I won't force you if you're not ready yet."
Somehow, I couldn't help but think he was giving it some double meaning.
"I'll be in my room if Colonel Garrison wants to start the tour," he informed just as his wheelchair moved forward and right.
"Sir, yes—" I quickly stopped myself when I saw his head jerk toward me. "Yes, Mr. Windstorm," I corrected.
With this, he continued inside the master's and closed the door.
Finally free from his greenish-violet eyes, I half-sprinted to my room, which was just neighbor's with his. I kept myself inside for the next one and a half hours schooling, forcing myself to wear an even neutral face as if I wasn't racked by this CEO's presence. As if I hadn't just had another vision of the creature with an animalistic growl who claimed me to be its—no.
His.
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Rayna"You didn't need to take his words literally, Ms. Chase. Come here and sleep," Mr. Windstorm said while gesturing to a very spacious side of his bed. His back was propped with pillows and thank god he used a bedsheet to cover some of his skin. The way he looked in that bed burned my eyes though.His silver hair was beautiful; cascading down his shoulder and pillows with a soft shi
RaynaI was able to sleep properly despite the fact that I was sharing a bedroom with a man. All I had were good dreams, the kind where a person finishes an excellent read and got to dream those scenes in their head—may it be erotic, adventure, or otherwise.
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AxelKing Raxelan had rule over everything just like I do. He decides for his people and no one contests it. He had freedom and strength beyond question. He was above all as he should be as the dragon king. However, there was always one topic which he had to consult his people with.The mating.It was tradition and an absolute word that the dragon council needed inputs to.It would have been easy once mated. After all, no one argues who destiny pairs us with. But in King Raxelan's case, his mating with Herneith caused a serious problem with the council.They knew she was human, but moreover, they found out she was also mated to Alpha Eckon.'How the actual hell did they know about this?'my mind exclaimed as I played out King Raxelan's life again.Inside his throne hall filled with incense and entitled lords, he was about to burst this same question to them, but decided not to. Especi
- Eros - My lycan form emerged as soon as I jumped out of my seat. Bones crunched. Black fur grew at terrifying speed. Deadly claws dug deep on the marbled walls and floors of my pack house, and even the roofs of my subordinates as I leaped from one building to the next. It was probably the fastest run I had since the day I existed in this world—or Alpha Eckon's, for that matter. He didn't have the ability to teleport like I do, but his superior agility could almost be likened to teleportation. I reached the far edge of Mount Ras Zubayr in less than a minute. I sensed Herneith already underwater. Fuck. And heard her faint heartbeat. Without delay, I jumped in. My lungs expanded as I locked the oxygen inside. Bubbles surrounded me as my eyes adjusted to
~ Rayna ~"Saphira!"I wanted to run to her side, but the blood and the looming danger in front of me made me pause.My sights flew to the killer and my pupils constricted, realizing I recognized the man."Sakros!" I shouted. "Why?! Why are you doing this?"Dressed in the same knight armor of our capital, Sakros, the main guard of my father's special army, looked every bit like a human, but I sensed something odd in him, and I confirmed it after seeing his arms all wrapped up in dark red scales and his hands turned into claws.A dragon? He is also a dragon in a human disguise?He cocked his head to the side, gave me a grin, and he pulled his claw out of Saphira's abdomen like he was simply gutting out the intestines of an animal.I screamed inwardly at the sight when she fell to the ground. Her eyes glassy and lifeless and her mouth and nose trickling with blood."It is nothing personal, Princess Herneith.
~ Rayna ~Herneith's stay inside King Raxelan's chamber reached two days. It was a stay filled with nothing but bliss and passion. He treated her like a woman equal to him. He made her ascend many times in heaven, made her a goddess of sex and moans. It was a give and take relationship, plus more. There was nothing else in her mind except him, and he showered his attention on her in a similar manner.Not once did the thought of her friends, Una and Asiri, crossed her mind, or her family whom she left in the capital, or her duties as the oracle, or her bond with King Eckon.Nothing else mattered. Just the two of them. It was similar as to when Herneith bonded with Alpha Eckon. It was as if time stood still.For me, it was like falling in love with Axel all over again, and making love with him instead of King Raxelan. It was like a beautiful dream I didn't want to wake.Herneith hadn't expected she'd be mated to two men—k
~ Axel ~"Ra...xelan..." she whimpered as we laved her neck.A deep hum of approval vibrated our chest. "Yes, Herneith. That is good. Say my name again, or better yet, scream it for me."Using our power of teleportation, we appeared in another area inside the dragon mountain where no human had ever stepped foot. It was King Raxelan's chamber, specifically.There wasn't much in terms of furniture. There was a chair and a table in one corner, and a massive bed that could fit ten people in the center. The circular floor was made of marble. It was the size of a basketball court. Past its edges, a chasm awaited, decorated by waterfalls. There were slabs of rocks towering all the way into the ceiling—a ceiling where it showed a gaping hole. The
~ Axel ~Being inside the body and mind of my ancestor felt weird. Lady Kasa said we would travel back in time to see what happened before the war between the dragons and werewolves started, but I didn't expect she meant it like this: be in one body with my ancestor.I could literally feel everything King Raxelan felt and saw everything he saw.His dragon strength was undeniable. It was bursting out of his skin...out of his scales. It was the same as mine. I was a dragon king, after all. Only that his was considered the first of the first.The beginning of all dragon powers.Mount Ras Zabayr was his lair. His headquarters. But his people—our people—were scattered across the many continents of the ea
~ Rayna ~In the next second, something golden appeared in the sky. Its appearance was swift that before I could register what it was, I heard the pained screams of the two bandits.I looked down and saw their severed torsos thrown across the forest floor.My breath was caught in my throat. What just happened? My mind screamed. Then a noticed a movement from behind me. Spinning around, I saw a golden monster crouching down, with my reflection inside its diamond eyes.Heaven knows how much I wanted to escape, but instead of doing just that, I was frozen on the spot.“Hmmm...” A low growl rumbled from deep within its chest. In Herneith’s point of view, this was her first time seeing such a beast, so concentrated fear gripped
~ Rayna ~As the oracle and healer of the Kingdom of Eckhathnaten, or now called Ancient Egypt in the modern world, a lot was expected of me. One of these expectations was to fulfill the dance offering for the Sun God, Ra, in his temple on top of Mount Ras Zubayr.Together with my maids, we rode the covered chariot of my father. Its walls were gilded and carved with the many exploits of our family—or Herneith’s family, for that matter. Six wheels were attached to it and were pulled by four mammoths.Mammoths. Huh.I never expected of a day I’d get to see a mammoth in real life. But then again, so were dragons and werewolves.We had traveled for four hours already, leaving the capital city since dawn broke. I was