His lips had been cold against hers, at first. Unresponsive. Till they sealed against hers with full possession, harsh, rough, passionate. Like this was an unexpected opportunity and he intended to exploit it in every way possible, savour every last moment of it and ensure not to let even one go to waste. His hands went around her, one around her waist to keep her pressed to him and the other below her head, keeping her in position, so he could ravish her lips as he wished. Her environment had changed in a blur that made her dizzy and cling unto him for dare life. A bang followed soon after, only for her to be pushed against a wall a second later, his body pressing against hers, holding her captive, his lips now warm and even more demanding, the bond between them straining with an increased need.The feeling that crossed through her veins was undeniable. She opened herself to him and let him savor the taste of her lips, while she did the same to him.She tried to push forward, but
Valerick stepped forward, pushing aside a strand of her hair that had come lose during their passionate moment, tucking it behind her ears. Zezi froze, observing his fingers instead, and wondering if they would be better than hers. Clearing her throat awkwardly, she pulled away.There were just a lot of things wrong with her right now that she could blame this on.She was drunk, well partially. That alcohol was made with a vampire standard in mind, very different from the one at the Capital, it was so strong too. Then there was this bond that was always trying to take possession of her, always pushing her towards him, always disturbing her mind with how much his presence appealed to her sexual senses and how if he did more than just he present, she might not be able to boast so much of that control that she claimed to have. This mate bond was a problem and it was to be blamed for everything!The conversation she had with him some days ago about the painting flashed in her mind. Alr
Zezi had been taken aback by her outburst as much as Valerick had been shocked by it.Although their feelings had been for different reasons. Zezi had been shocked and confused that she had verbally claimed him and Valerick had been surprised and happy that she had done that. Although, he managed to keep the smile from his face. He was still trying to make her accept his apology here so flashing her a childish grin might not be the right thing to do."I'm sorry."When he apologized to her this time, his voice had sounded like an echo to her, her verbal claim still ringing in her ears. For so long now she had been denying everything she felt for him and casting it upon the mate bond like some burden or any other thing that she could seek shield from.The oblivion had been blissful and anything that came to crack the wall down, she had immediately shut down.To say what she had said in anger meant that her words had certainly held in them, truth, to a certain degree that made her afr
Gwen had been a great help. Although she had been comforting her for the wrong reasons, just having her there while she sobbed her heart out had made her feel better afterwards. Better enough to have a bath and change into her blue silk nightrobe with a thick brown robe over it, and wander off into the Castle's garden for some fresh air. It was ticking closer and closer to midnight and she still haven't found a way to feed the posion to him. As she played with the tiny bottle in her hand, though, there was a different thing on her mind, one that was totally not related to the bottle. What was next after finding out she had feelings for him.Well, up till now, she hadn't figured it out and she had decided not to worry about it for now. She would just take things as they came. She was too wrapped up in her feelings tonight and so much had happened. She would make decisions when her head felt a little clearer. She took a look at the garden, the lights around and the way the moon ab
Black eyes bored down at hers, waiting for a response and in that second, everything seemed to change. The water had grown unnaturally hot, the breeze strangely still and the scenery that held peace and gave her ease earlier just felt disturbing. Valerick's presence the root of all her problems.After tossing the bottle from one hand to another, waiting for a response, while playing with it inbetween his fingers, he lost interest in waiting and decided to find out himself."It looks interesting." He muttered to himself.He started screwing off the small iron lid of the bottle that looked tiny in his palms, and that was when she had done something she really shouldn't have had any business doing in the first place. Her hand shot to him and she seized the bottle, snapping it right out of his grip as swiftly as she could before tossing the content of the bottle straight to her throat in one gulp, not leaving one drop behind. Then she threw the bottle and it's lid behind her with force,
Zezi could barely stand the nest morning, and when Gwen had busted in, bringing her food and wondering why her Mistress was so weak, she couldn't say anything.Embarrassment had rushed through her when she threw in a wide guess that she had spent the night with the King, saying she caught a whiff of an aura that was powerful than her. Surprisingly, Gwen had not pushed the matter or ask for details. Not like she had ever done that before but Gwen sometimes acted like an excited teenager and it wasn't far-fetched that she could do something like that.All in all, Zezi really appreciated less talking, her mind moved over how Lady Delice had brought her back here very early in the morning, saying that if she were to pass the night in her room while her room was perfectly fine, it might spike the King's interest. The least of the things they needed right now was for the King to be interested in whatever form of action they took. He was already hot on his trials of the dens, to the point
The King hadn't dropped by yesterday, Zezi was very grateful about that. He was indeed giving her space.Gwen had been right. She had looked like she was dying, because after she was done reading to her the story of Mr Meat and Mr Blood Meat, she needed to use the bathroom and had caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Needless to say, the sight was horrifying. Today though, she felt so much better. Looked so much better too.Lady Delice had been right. Feeling as good as she felt, without any further delay, Zezi started putting her plan into motion.Zezi had, had the time to think overnight, while she laid in bed like a weak vegetable and Gwen had sat down on the dressing chair, staring at her from across the room, refusing to go home and retire for the day. "What if something happens to you while I am not here to help."When Zezi had persisted, Gwen had thrown in a threat. "Should I just tell the King so that he might stay with you?"That had done it. They stayed in sil
Zezi wanted to speak but her words vanished when she realized that her her nails that were raised to his collars were turning into claws.She wasn't trying to shift. What was going----Oh. It was werewolf's nature to show their wolves to their mate, almost immediately after they had found themselves, but since Zezi had been so against it at the beginning, the instinctive move had been so suppressed, until now. "Will you like to meet my wolf?" Her voice sounded more like growl.Valerick's smile broadened and his eyes glimmered with plain excitement. Was this really happening?He had made a lot of research about werewolves after finding out Zezi was his mate and he knew how significant this was. He barely agreed before her cloth had turn into shreds, he could hear every crack as fast as it came, every pop and replacement as quickly as it happened, before he knew it, his mate's human form had completely disappearedAll that stood in front of him was a silver wolf, with blue eyes. Sh