RueTaking another step forward, Mericel forces herself to rise to her feet. She holds her bleeding side and stumbles back. "Stay back." She hisses, putting her palms up as though it would stop me from inflicting
*Two days later* Ares sat on the throne, breathing out a sigh of content at the mere feeling of finally sitting on the throne his father sat on years ago. Back then, Ares stared at his
PrologueI pant allowing her to descend and take in my harden c*ck. Her sharp nails trail along the hard planes of my chest, dragging them teasingly as her heated core wraps around my length.I could feel her walls stretching to accommodate me, her breathing shallow as a moan slips pass her juicy lips." That's right little witch take all of me." I breathed out.She was tight, hot, and wet. I nearly collapse at the amount of pleasure I felt just by being inside her."You're mine." I said in a rough possessive tone as my c*ck break through her maidenhead. Her thighs shook, a painful gasp slips past her lip
Ȥeƒer"The toxin you have been giving Ares is working. The child is growing weaker each day. Tis only time until he drops dead." I smirk running my hands through a silky mass of dark hair.Mericel looks at me through thick lashes, her dark eyes swirling with wickedness. Her dark hair sprawled against my bare sweaty chest.We had only just finished our love making and I wanted more. This woman was about to give me everything I have ever wanted. The crown."Not so fast my sweet." She whispered looking at my chest as she traces on my skin. Her lashes flutter as she looks at me beneath them. "My crows have informed me of a little detour on our plans. Your brother Zachary and Isabela are seeking a cure."
ARЄS"Prince Ares you cannot come out of bed. You are too weak my child." Madame Lucia protested pushing my weak body to the mattress.I glared at her in defiance as much as I could. "Lucia tonight is the full moon , what remains of my wolf is seeking to emerge. My wolf is restless. Please Lucia I need to feel the earth one last time before I go."Her azure eyes narrow. "Nonsense child, you will not die! King Zachary and Queen Isabela are seeking for a cure."My face sadden. I was at the brink of death. I could feel it and I was certain they could smell it. Wolves' senses were heightened. Death clung to the room, its scent putrid.It is not long until my
Ȥeƒer"Tonight is the full moon. We cannot go beyond our borders for there are main concerns of vampires roaming about. We cannot risk them breaching our borders again and attacking the young and the weak." Zachary declared as he sat on his throne that was made of real gold.A gold crown embodied with crimson crystals sat atop his head. His fingers wrapped tightly around a golden scepter that had the head of a werewolf sculpted at the top.He reeked of power and authority to others yet to me he was nothing but an imbecile who cared about his dying son and mate. They made him weak.To hell with the young and weak. If you cannot fight for your life then you are not meant to live. Bla
RȗҽDeath. The scent clung to the air. It was putrid and my heightened senses made it all the worse. I amble through the woods finding myself following the scent of death.I didn't know why but I felt an unmistakable pull. The sound of the leaves dancing on the branches as the breeze brush passed relaxed me all the more. It was like a continuous chant pulling me in further.The earth beneath my boots was not damp anymore and the trail I followed was cleared of crazy roots that usually peeked out from the dirt.The more I walked the more the scent of death got stronger and the more I got further away from home.I could only hope that no wolves could take the scent of me, they would surely not be happy to know a hybrid was lurking insi
Rȗҽ"I am twelve." He answers and touches the knee that was injured a few seconds ago. His finger trembles showing his weakness. "Thank you for healing me."He then lifts his gaze to mine and looks me over in curiosity. "Why can I not take your scent? Even if you are a witch I should be able to.""Ease your mind wolf. I have masked my scent. " I told him then felt a sudden shift of power crackling through the air. I do not know if the boy noticed. My eyes quickly turn to the potion bottle with the glowing flower.I am surprised to see it is floating a few inches above the ground. I am mesmerized and feel a sudden pull. A voice taps into my head. It is not alarming and not one I would recognize as my wolf.
*Two days later* Ares sat on the throne, breathing out a sigh of content at the mere feeling of finally sitting on the throne his father sat on years ago. Back then, Ares stared at his
RueTaking another step forward, Mericel forces herself to rise to her feet. She holds her bleeding side and stumbles back. "Stay back." She hisses, putting her palms up as though it would stop me from inflicting
MericelI let out a grunt as I stumbled onto the wooden chair. My hands come to clamp around the b
The pure emotion in Ares's words set Rue's heart leaping into a frenzy of emotions that nearly clogged her throat. She swallowed the lump and let her eyes roam over the wolves behind her.Their breathing was ragged, the air coming out in puffs of fog as they showed their rage for the dark witch ahead. Rue's heart leaps again. Never had she thought in a million years that wolves would fight alongside her. She felt her eyes moisten at the
"Are you not going to help?" The soft voice startled Cylester who stared at the opening of the portal. He was confused as to why it had not closed yet. Perhaps Rue had mixed up the ingredients in this one.Turning
Something was different about Rue, something Mericel could not seem to put her fingers on. It was not just her power that was different, Mericel could tell. The witch she had trapped in the enchanted forest was no more. What now stood a good distance from her was very much more powerful.
When had it come to that? Not taking heed of her mate's words and teleporting a few distances away from the wolves castle. She left him there with the wolves, she did not listen. Now she was glaring at the eyes that killed her parents. Zefer.
"You nearly died a few minutes ago and the wolves have not healed a hundred percent yet and you want to wage a war on a dark witch who now posseses more power?!" Ares snarls.He did not mean to shout in anger but
Rȗҽ The taste of the banshee's soul still lingered like a bad tang that would not go away soon enough. I was fighting the urge to vomit not wanting to dirty myself or Ares who was now