“Celeste,” My mate started out later in the night, our dinner with friends and close acquaintances going well and talks of Emrys’ days on the mountains tangled in with our days here at the palace seemed to fill up the hours, and finally it was just him and I back in our home.
Not our palace apartment, but home.
Sometime in all that chaos, I had found time to let Emrys know every single thing that had happened at the palace and with me since he had been gone, the golden Hebrew message to the hidden ground place to everything else; I even mentioned that when I had time alone and isolated, I had even practiced some more of my fire skills… Emrys wasn’t too happy about being left out of the loop but he understood why I was scared of sending it in letters -and how confusing it would be.
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Emrys kicked off his shorts before preparing himself before me, his body leaning down, lips connecting to one of my breasts the exact time he entered into me comfortably; a moan erupted from my lips which seemed to encourage my mate.Emrys slammed back into me with harsher and rougher movement, lips and teeth bestowing everything they had from one breast to the next, and with my hands restrained added to the mix.“Rhys,” I whimpered, his hands containing my struggling hips, holding me down, and he didn’t stop as he reached up and tugged on my hair with enough force to send sparks after sparks down my body.And he then moved one hand, bringing his thumb up to my lips and drawing them across the now almost swollen skin, then pushing past my lips; I suck
And here we were, on the brink of something so… So…So important and these two assholes decided now would be a good time to start a fight about intelligence and how they were superior to one another while the rest of us sat on the sidelines, some of us surprised at the sudden yelling, while the rest of us sat in a simmering silence; I was definitely on the silent side.My hands cradled my pregnant belly with my freshly manicured nails, the color of dried roses now freshly coated upon my nails, and everyone thought the color was hinting for a girl when in reality, I just wanted something simple and pretty.Maybe I was having a girl and just subconsciously knew it.Or not.
*Emrys’ POV*When she asked me, my heart sank with fear, anger, and such negative emotions that I could hardly take in another breath; the emotions weren’t targeted at her by any means, no…It was targeted at those… Those bastards.“Why? Tell me one good reason, Celeste!” I couldn’t help as my voice raised in an odd sort of scared little boy emotion, I felt like crying, screaming, the whirlwind of emotions that cluster fucked my brain right now was too much all at once and-“Because,” And her voice instantly drew me back to reality, her hands steadily holding the sides of my face with peace and calm. Those beautiful, breathtaking blue eyes could save me from an
*Emrys’ POV*As the meeting continued, I could not help but drift my thoughts away from the important subject in front of me; I tried to reach out to Atticus, hoping and praying he’d give me some sort of leeway, help me out with whatever he thought he had the scent off, and together we could perhaps figure out the murder.Muder… It was a concept I was very familiar with as the stories I have heard about my father always haunted me at night and seeing as I was his son, I had often heard questions about if I had committed the same treasons; Atticus and I always left those open ended questions to answer themselves. It wasn’t because we had murdered, but more so because we’ve only commited to murder in acts of war and duty…No, it neve
*Celeste’s POV*I smiled as I took a deep breath in, the scents of freshly tilled dirt and the sounds of a silent countryside made me feel so relaxed and I just realized how long I had been inside the walls of the palace grounds; this brought me back to remembering the times me and Ostana would sneak off during a school day to travel to the river and explore anything and everything.My decision to wear white made me feel even more bubbly as dust clouded my flats, the feeling of openness and freedom put my stressed thoughts of the Northern Whispers to rest.“Sorry about the scent, I just had fertilizer put down a few days ago,”Turning around to face the voice, and not even smelling the
*Emrys’ POV* In just a few days, my entire world would be different… I wouldn’t wake up in my own house, in my own bed, with my own beautiful mate snuggled into my arms with only the ceiling fan above us making white noise with a hint of my small neighborhood; my life had never been easy but it was my life. Mine. Looking down to my sleeping goddess who was tight in my arms, I smiled as I put my hand as best as I could but sort of awkwardly upon her pregnant stomach just in time to feel our quiet pup kick softly -for once- and in just a moment time, I kissed Celeste’s forehead with every ounce of love I had for this woman. It was crazy how fa
Today was the day.Men and women alike gathered in the palace meeting grounds outside, those carrying bags and weapons at their side while those they hugged carried tears, paled skin, and the hushed whispers of love and hopefulness; Ostana, I’m more than sure, cried more than anyone here.Those golden almond eyes of hers had been heavy with tears this entire week, but today they had fallen without stop, no matter how much Laker reassured her that everything would be okay and this would hopefully last not even a week, nothing was calming her down.Emrys hugged me close as I wrapped my arms around his neck, he scooped me in his arms with such warmth and such faith that I too started to cry; Cassandra whimpered in pain, wishing to see Atticus just once more -as I even wan
“Alpha,” Laker came rushing up to me from his post, my own halfway up the mountain with clear view of both above me and the farmers field below me; men and women setting up their each specialized post -everyone having their own talents and set of skills is what determined what each wolf does- and putting down my drawing of my plan, I turned to face him.Outside the wind roared as snowflakes fell in puzzled placement, the scent of freshly brewed coffee over the fire outside kissed my nostrils, and I sighed to myself. I stood at my personal table and gathered all of the most recent information there, From maps to findings, I had it all, as I met Lakers eyes.Our wool and thermal fighting leathers kept just enough warmth that we were comfortable, but needed to keep moving; I was more than glad I was a warm person. Cele