They were too share a room. Hazel stood at the door, as a servant wheeled their luggage into the room cautiously.Luca was standing by the window, hands tucked into his pocket and his face in a stern glare.She could sense the tension in his shoulders ever since they crossed the border and arrived at this mansion, something was off with him. He seemed disturbed, barely even noticing or acknowledging her presence with him in the room.This was Luca's room. She reminded herself, staring around her current surroundings. He grew up in here most probably.The dark blue sheets on the massive bed in the middle of the room, blue curtains on the intimidating windows roped with gold thread that slithered through the fabric, making a pattern that resembled a wolf. There was a table and a chair in the other side and a small floating shelf of books hanging above it. A huge dresser to which the servant had wheeled their luggage and left for her to finally unpack them and settle in.The room sme
She was still holding firmly unto his hands as she stared into his eyes warmly. "Why didn't you introduce me to your parents earlier before the wedding?" She asked calmly.He inhaled, he was a bit startled he would have to admit. He did not expect her to be bold enough to walk up and take his hands in hers, she had never really done anything like it before. And quite frankly, he liked it. He was already a bit restless about the prospects of having to explain to her why they have to share a room.His parents would of course immediately grow suspicious of he asked for another room. Rooms weren't a problem in this castle of theirs at all, there might even be enough to host half the village. But he knew, his parents, they would have their eyes on the both of them, hungry for the slightest suspicion, even more hungry than a gossip blog. "It's..." He opened his mouth to speak, clearing his throat lightly. "It's complicated." Complicated? She asked herself. How complicated could it be?
They are home. Luca's parents. Hazel was just fresh out of the shower. Luca's bathroom was huge, with golden tap mouths and a golden shower head contrasting against all white walls and a huge bathtub in the corner of the bathroom.Everything she could need was already there. A citrus scented.From the shower gel to the shampoo and soap. Everything had a soft citrus scent she couldn't help but adore. She grabbed this soap, sniffing it a little. She smiled, "nice." She had made sure to lock the door from behind after Luca left the room, stripped out of her clothes and stepped into the shower. Turning it on she leathered her body softly, letting the soft citrus scent overwhelm her senses. Grabbing a dry towel, she dried herself and wrapped it around her body. For a moment she felt inwardly pleased that a servant wasn't made to come up and give her a bath like she was some fragile royal. She had half expected it seeing here was infact a royal palace of sorts. Part of the reason sh
Her cat eyes slanted slightly upwards at the sides of her face. She had high cheek bones, not a single blemish or wrinkle upon her fair skin and long dark hair that travelled down her spine to her shoulders.The Queen was a sight one saw in their dreams alone, surreal beauty that you wouldn't even believe could be seen in an actual world. Hazel could tell this woman was quite aged, it was written somewhere in her keen blue eyes that her experience was vast and wide, even though her skin lacked any signs of aging. This woman, is very intimidating. She held her chin high, her stance confident and proud with a back very straightened. How does one groom themselves into such perfection?The King stood rigidly beside her.He was grey and slightly thinning, he wore a dark brown ragalia, his hand firmly upon a staff in his hand.Luca too after his mother a lot more than his father. He had her blue eyes, and cheekbones. Both King and Queen eyed the couple with caution. Inspecting them bot
It's safe to say the entire table was shocked out of their wits. Even Hazel herself could not even understand he she overcame her anxiety and spoke back to the Queen. She suddenly felt as though she should never have spoken at all. She glanced quickly at Luca to guage his reaction. He had a fork in his mouth, but he was smiling slightly. He glanced at her though the corner of his eyes and have her a reassuring smile. The table was still quiet though, the Queen seemed to be in shock, her cheeks reddening with embarrassment. The King was stifling a laugh or so it seemed. His cheeks were all puffed up with food, yet humour was shining in his eyes.Luke had been indifferent ever since dinner begun, infact he seemed pretty occupied with his phone. He obviously did not give even one shit about whatever argument or tension that was brewing at the time right now. He was not even a spectator, he was simply oblivious and unentertained.Lucinda on the other hand had a small frown, Hazel strug
Bedtime came and exhaustion weighed down on Hazel's shoulders.Luca watched her stretch and sigh as they walked to the room, she was clearly very sleepy already. Her eyes were at the verge of completely closing, droopy actually and her footsteps were unsteady and slow. He chuckled lightly as she fell backwards a little into his arms when they got to the door. She clearly did not do so purposefully, she leaned away before he could catch a full whiff of her citrus scent. Grabbing the door handle, she pushed the door open and walked into the room. Night had already falled and the room was mostly dark except for the luminance of the bring moonlight coming from the window. It was a half moon. A realization came to Luca and he swallowed, turning to Hazel."Is something wrong?" She asked him, scouting for her pyjamas in her suitcase.He shook his head, "no." he turned to the door. "Where are you going?" she frowned at him. He shook his head, "nowhere really. I would be back, I just have
Luca did not return that night, Hazel woke up in bed cold and slightly irritated in fact. She had been very sleepy when they arrived the room, and while she changed into her pyjamas, he had left the room, promising to return. Her sleepiness seemed to vanish momentarily the moment the door shut behind him. She felt anxious, afterall they were going to have to share a bed together for the first time since they got married.She had no idea what that would be like, she even feared her anxiety would not let her fall asleep that night.It is not as though she was afraid he would reach out in the middle of the night and grab her or touch her inappropriately. He gave her his word, he would not do anything she did not want, and she trusted it so. He would truly not touch her without her permission, afterall he always avoided her. He might not even want to touch her at all. No,her fear was different.What if she snored a little during the night? Or she woke with drool on her face. Wouldn't th
The village had warm, bustling feel to it.It wasn't a rowdy kind of noisy place like the town she had come from.There was noise as they walked down the road yes, but it was not the annoying sound of a car engine from an old rickety truck that was sure ready to breathe it's last in a garage or loud honking or yelling. It was just children giggling or playing around and adults smiling and engaging in heartfelt discussion.Yet something was odd. With the way they stared at her as she walked down the road beside Lucinda.Some would turn to look at her longer than you should a stranger. She thought maybe it was because of Lucinda, but no it was her eyes they met in a cold gaze. Sometimes she would smile and it would not be returned.She exhaled nervously. Maybe it is because she is a stranger afterall.They are probably not used to have strangers come by often.She was dressed in dark blue jeans and a black tee shirt. Normal. Like almost every other person her age she walked by. Yet it
"Luke she is bleeding out... What do we do?" Luca stared frantically at Hazel, they had untied her and she was laying on the floor.Alva was in a corner in a pool of her own blood. So was Jace, and the demon.Luca had shifted back into a human, he carried Hazel in his arms, his heart beating frantically. He could feel her spirit fading... He could feel it in the depths of his heart. It caused him fear and panic to feel her slipping away. "I might have to bite her Luca... It is the only way." Luke breathed worriedly, "and if I do she would have Vampire venom in her, meaning she might no he able to bear you an heir."Luca stared at her on the ground where she was dying.He knew there was no time. It is now or never, he has to do something to save her. "Luke... Do whatever you can please, she is more important to me than anything in the world. I just want her to live." He begged. Luke nodded his head in understanding, he reached forward, taking her in his arms, he paused for a momen
"Wake up!" It came with a loud splash of water upon her skin. Hazel woke with a loud scream, panting and out of breath she stared into the eyes of her would be killer. She felt tears well up in her eyes. That woman....that woman in that strange dream looked like her. A lot like her. It looked as though she was being shown something..... being told a story of something that could have very much have been a previous life. She wanted to stay there, she wanted to not wake up from it. She wanted to understand her connection to that strange woman."You have the audacity to fall unconscious do you not?" Alva sneered at her. "You will not sleep for a second under my watch Hazel Jacobs, not unless it is in your death!" Alva Rogers concluded. Hazel's eyes fell to the ground, she had no words to say.Her spirit was weak and her willingness to fight and beg was already melting away. Perhaps she was starting to realize... Starting to come to terms with the fact that she could not plead her
Luke paced back and forth. He was tracing out all the details of his plan in mind, doing his absolute best to leave no stone unturned in his mission. Luca was seated in a corner of the room, food and water hand not touched his moth since his wife went missing.They were begining to fear for his wellbeing. His eyes were droopy and he was barely talking to anyone. He seemed so out of touch with his current surroundings. So much that they all feared he was already losing his mind. He would not talk at all when spoken to and any food brought before him was quickly pushed or kicked away. They learned to leave him be for a while. "Will he be okay?" Laz asked as he gazed upon his brother, his heart was filled with pity for him. None of then had ever seen Luca this way before.He was always very strong.... Always very strong in every situation... Not even once had something like this occured to anyone in there lineage for a very long time. "I believe he will..." Luke breathed. "What
"Alva you do not have to do this please I beg you." Hazel pleaded, her hand gripping the edge of her seat.Alva shook her head with a sinsiter smile written on her face as he toyed with the kinde in her hand. "You can beg all you want my dear but I already explained this to you... I have to do this. there is no other way.""Alva... you are are so out of your mind!" Hazel wailed, tears brimming at her eyes."Watch it!" Alva yelled at her, tossing a slap across her face."Argh!" Hazel winced as the pain tore through her left check, tears brimming in her eyes. Alva shook her her had at her. "I told you already, you are the one who is tied up and I am the one who has a knife so if I were you I will be very careful about whatever I am doing." she warned.Hazel whimpered as she lowered her head to the ground. she reached out to the depth of her hear, calling for Luca. He might not be a human being, but he cared for her, that she was sure of, that was enough for her. That man cared for h
When Hazel's eyes finally fluttered open, she woke up in her bed in her and Luca's room. Rays of sunlight were seeping in through her window and strangely enough, all the pain she felt from the night before was gone.The memories came rushing to her like a speeding train and her eyes widened in memory of it all. "Hazel... Are you okay?" She turned her head quickly to see Luca standing by the foot of the bed. His eyes were reddish, his hair entirely rough. He still had his clothes in from last night, stained by dirt and dust, and even a smear of blood. She stared at him with cold eyes, feeling bile rise in the back of her throat. Luca walked towards her cautiously with worried eyes, reaching for her face with his fingers. "Hazel are you okay?" He asked again. "Do not touch me." She snapped, flinching away. Luca's eyes widened, and he took a step back, watching her cautiously. "I am sorry I did not mean...""To lie to me?" She seethed, glaring daggers at him. Luca stared at he
Hazel is perched at the edge of her that evening, a strange feeling of distraught weighs upon her shoulders as she waits for Luca's return. She does not know what she will tell him when he returns but she knows what she would ask him for... The truth. One way or another, the truth has to come out tonight.By hook or by crook, she will not allow herself be left in the dark anymore by these people who absurdly believe that they knew what is best for her. Who absurdly think that leaving her in the dark is best for her! If tonight is truly a full moon as Luke had said, then either way she will find out the deal with this red book and what this mystery writer is trying to tell her. She rubbed her face with her palms wearily. She was starting to feel sleepy yet nothing would make her yield into it. Luca should be back by evening as promised. It was starting to get dark afterall, so he should be home anytime soon. They had long since stopped eating dinner downstairs at the table with
Hazel sat on the edge of the bed that night with the book in her hands and her elbows leaning against her thighs.She knew not what to do with this piece of information, what was all these implying?She turned to Luca on the bed where he lay still, breathing softly. His chest rising and falling. He looked so at peace.His long lashes were fluttered closed and his hand was resting upon his chest, which rose and fell in a peaceful state. What was the writer implying? What did the wolf things mean? Is Luca some sort of.... Shape shifter?That is not even possible that is the kind of stuff that happens in fairy tales and folklore. There is simply absolutely no way in heavens any of it could be real. Right?Hazel remembered the second paragraph of the damned note again. Cut him with a knife?Never, not even she was crazy she would not dare cut her husband with a knife. Especially not over some stupid note written by some obscene mystery writer. Luca belongs in her heart now. He ha
They had both entered the shower together after they had both had their fill of each other. He washed her with his hands. She felt pretty sore down there and she could barely stand on her own.He had prepared a bath for her by himself and carried her from the bed gently, she was already very tired and sleepy. How could she not be? She had had two more orgasms when he slipped into her. Her legs were weak and the area between her legs was sore from the size and action of his member inside her. She enjoyed every moment of it no doubt, she was quite sure she would be ready for another pretty soon. Luca circled her with his arms and pressed a kiss against her forehead. They were both sweaty and in need of a shower so he carried her to the bat tub he had already prepared, gently laying her in the water. He entered behind her and they both soaked in the bubble bath. He begun to wash her body for her not long later. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensations of his hand against he
His lips enclosed around her nipples and she moaned, tangling her fingers into his hair. His fingers found there way to her panties again, parting it and sliding into her lower lips. He pumped his fingers in and out sensually, while his lips continued their suckle around her breasts. Whimpers and moans continued to escape her lips continually. The sound of her pleasure filling the room as she drew closer closer to her climax. Luca pulled away for a brief moment to admire the look of sheer pleasure on her face. He moved his fingers faster and her grip around him tightened, her moans increasing. "Yes... Please don't stop..." She pleaded. Luca smiled, he no intentions of stopping at all. He was enjoying this too, almost as much as she was. The look on her face, the sounds eliciting her lips, all of it was a perfect combination to drive him mad. His hardness impossibly worsened as she bit down on her lower lip. "I am so close..." She whimpered, thrashing around slightly on the