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CHARLENE The moment he was about to come, he pulled me back, releasing his load over my neck and chest. I gasped. My entire body was craving for him. My heart was thumping, I had never expected that I would enjoy that as much as I did… He pulled me up, and I locked my arms around his neck as we kissed hungrily. Even when he tore my clothes off like a beast starved for more, I didn’t care. My only desire was to feel his body against mine. The moment my clothes were cast aside, he carried me into the water, pressing me up against the cliff-side as he kissed me like there was no tomorrow. There was something different about tonight; his touch was rougher, his hunger was more obvious, and his emotions were so intense. I refused to hold back too, wanting him to lose control and mark me. He had excellent self-control, I could feel it. When he did his best not to be rough, I ground against him, whimpering softly. "Oh, that’s it Hunter." I moaned, reaching between us and pumping his manhoo
THEON The weather was pleasant, and the sea was calm. It was the following day after the attack, and night had fallen. Everyone was sitting on the deck enjoying the music Leto was playing. Tankards of hot mead sat on the tables in front of us, with platters of snacks as we enjoyed the calm. Two sirens had approached hours after that attack, but after a word with Yileyna, they had swum away. I still don’t know how to feel about them. For them to not attack us was… strange. Her words and concern when she had turned back to us were still fresh in my mind. ‘We should be safe from here, the sirens and my guards will keep an eye beneath the surface but… even they don’t know why the Leviathan was after us. It is not meant to be anywhere near here.’ The Leviathan… Something about it niggled at my mind. When she had encased it in ice, the darkness I had felt from it… it felt oddly familiar to the darkness I feel around Arabella… but how was that even possible? A witch, even a dark one, cou
YILEYNA His apology had shaken me, but it wasn’t the words he spoke that had gotten to me, it was the emotion in it, the pain in his eyes and the obvious regret. It gave me some clarity. Even when Ailema had comforted me, I realised Theon was also suffering, far more than he showed. I had wanted to go to him, but my own emotions had overwhelmed me, the pain I felt… how could I still care for him despite what he had done? Even if he regretted it and was misguided, it confused me. There was pain and love within me, paired with the intense desire to pounce upon him. I needed to control myself. This hunger for his physical touch was beginning to scare me, and although I wondered if another man’s touch would help, I couldn’t do it. He consumed my heart and mind. The following day, the mention of that apology was not brought up again, but I felt a bit lighter. I just wish I had Mom or Dad’s view on things, what would they advise me? Deep down I knew the answer to that, my parents had rai
YILEYNA My heart squeezed at those words. Mixed with the sadness I felt for the young woman who had been murdered for loving him, I felt something else. Theon closed his eyes, and I could almost see him shattering, my own eyes stung with tears. I didn’t like seeing him in pain, it was obvious he had been through a lot. Cadoran continued as if he had wanted to spill the burden the weighed upon him. "It was one of the final steps to shape you into the man you would become. Your father wanted you to become his mirror, his shadow, his-" "I will never be him." Theon cut off, his eyes blazing. "What else has he done, tell me!" "Aside from selling the women and killing those who disobeyed him, I know not what is true or what not, but there were rumours that he had a dark power in his grasp. Something that-" "Arabella. We know. Anything else?" Theon’s anger was at breaking point, and he was fuelling his pain into rage, worrying me. "Nothing, I'm sorry." Cadoran’s fear had returned, an
THEON. Yileyna being there had been enough to control me from unleashing hell worse than I did. The moment she told me she sensed some life force, I left. I needed to find Thea, if she died… once again I'd have failed. I was meant to protect her but I didn’t. I only ever make matters worse. I wouldn’t forgive Dad, and when we came face to face, I was going to kill him. Iyara… Thea… Yileyna… every single person that he had hurt. He would pay for those fucking crimes. I recognised some of the women he had sold, girls of our pack… We were meant to protect them, and instead he sold them for power. I had been around Andres for two years and he had come to trust me, but although he was a fool, he was nowhere near as twisted as Dad is. A man who I no longer wanted to refer to as my father. I reached the rocky terrain, and it took me a while to locate the narrow entrance. The moment I managed to squeeze in, my heart thudded as a familiar scent hit me. "Thea!" I shouted, my voice ringing
THEON A tear trickled down her cheeks and I moved back, concern flooding me. Did she regret it? Her eyes opened, glistening with unshed tears. I brushed them away with my thumbs as fresh ones fell. "Hey… What’s wrong?" "You’ve never kissed me like that." "Never realised it was so bad that it made you cry." I whispered, making her let out a weak laugh as she shook her head. No. It wasn’t bad… it was her realising how I truly felt. There was no hatred or rage fuelling me tonight. Just her… "No. Far from it." She whispered, pressing herself against me. "Let’s try again then." With those words, I threaded my hand into her hair and claimed her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. This time I let my hunger lead. Mixed with everything I felt, I kissed her harder, yet slow enough that she could still keep up and savour it. This wasn’t about me, it was about us. Her arms locked around my neck, and I lifted her up, my hands on her ass as she moaned against me. We kissed each other as if
*Trigger warning - mentions of sexual assault and abuse, it is a small part but for those who may find it triggering please skip. I will put a double line ***************** before and after the worst part, please proceed with caution* YILEYNA Her ominous words made my stomach twist, and Theon looked over at me. My heart skipped a beat, my cheeks heated up and I looked away. I had no idea what we were… but… those emotions… those feelings… Now that my cravings were satiated, my mind was clear, and although looking at Theon didn’t make me want to scream and shout, I was still confused. I loved him, I still loved him, and it made me feel guilty. He was the one who sent my parents to their deaths. Was I an awful daughter for somehow still loving him? I had almost killed him too... In fact, he was dying with each passing day... I knew what a siren's touch of death was... I needed to ask Lavina if there was anything to help, but for that, I needed to be close to water. I forced my atten
YILEYNA. The legion approaching burst from the trees, and it was an impressive sight. One of unity and strength. Werewolves in human and wolf forms, fae knights on horses, all wielding weapons and ready to attack. They stopped upon seeing us, but it was the woman on the black horse in the centre that made my heart skip a beat, and the tears of happiness fill my eyes. I was unable to say anything, my emotions overwhelming me. I took a shuddering breath as our eyes met. It took her a moment to look me over, noticing the change in my appearance, but not once did she not recognise me or hesitate. Her beautiful green glistened with tears as she slid off her horse and ran towards me. My Queen. I stepped forward. Never had I been apart from her for so long and I had truly missed her. "My Angel." She sobbed the moment she flung her arms around my neck tightly. I embraced her tightly, burying my nose in her shoulder. She smelt slightly different, but it was still her, still my Charlene. I
Thank you for reading this book, and once again, I appreciate all the love, support, and kind words that everyone has given me. For the patience and trust you had in me with this story. This has been the darkest story I have written, and Theon was a character who was not meant to be just a hero. He had committed sins, some of which will forever remain. Yileyna, our innocent yet naughty Yileyna, where do I start? She was a young girl who, in a way, was infatuated with Theon, unable to see anything more than the love she felt for him. They both grew, both changed for the better, and only then were they able to truly be with one another. I am happy that I was able to pen this book the way I had envisioned it. - If you did enjoy this book, could you please take a moment to leave me a review on the main page by clicking the three dots on the top right side of the page, go to ‘about this book', scroll down and leave me a rating and review! And of course, if you can and want to use those
YILEYNA. He was home. He came back to me. His lips met my neck in a deep kiss, and I could feel every muscle in his body tense as he controlled himself from ravishing me. His kisses became hungrier as I forced myself to turn in his arms. I looked up at the man I had so dearly missed. Our eyes locked, his a blazing mix of oranges and golds met my own, my emotions making my hands shake as I cupped his face. "You’re home." "I'm home." He smiled faintly, before our lips met in a deep, passionate kiss. A kiss that made my knees give way, and if he wasn’t holding me, I would have fallen. The prickles of his short beard tickled my chin. The minty taste of his mouth and his scent devoured me, just as his lips dominated mine, kissing me hard and rough. He lifted me entirely from the ground, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as I kissed him back hungrily. He pushed me against the wall, slipping his tongue into my mouth like a man starved for far too long. I moaned helplessly, my core
YILEYNA. Nine Months Later… Seven months had passed, and I lived for Theon’s letters. In his absence, I put my head down, focusing on the changes I wanted to see in the kingdom. I even found time to visit Deliana down in the sea. She had been happy, now I often went for a swim in siren form with her. A lot had changed. Hunter and Charlene had a beautiful baby boy, who they named Nathanial Gray Carson, after Nathalia and Grayson. It was the perfect name for him. He was an adorable little boy, with brown hair and big soft green eyes. To my absolute delight, Charlene spent a few weeks here when he was a month old, and I loved their company. Enjoying the chance to shower my nephew with lots and lots of love and gifts. I didn’t want to give him back, but I had to. Oh, he was adorable! I wrote to Charlene almost as often as Theon, although the messages were so much lighter than the longing and pain I tried to hide in the ones to my beloved. Thea and Raiden were engaged. They would wed i
THEON. We hadn’t slept that night… Even after sex, we couldn’t sleep, not with the fact that I would be gone in the morning… My heart felt heavy as I now picked up my coat, and my small bag was ready. She stood there dressed in one of my shirts with a corset around her waist, paired with simple grey pants. Her heart was thundering as she watched me. It fucking hurt… She had bidden Charlene, Hunter, and Zoe goodbye just an hour ago, and now it was time for me to leave. I knew she didn’t want me to go, I had seen the tears she shed when she thought I was asleep in the early hours of the morning. The front she put on to be strong… and I fucking wished I could be here, but until I felt like I had done enough to be worthy of her, I would never be at ease. Yet, once again because of me, she was hurting. "Hey… if you want, cry." I said quietly, pulling her into my arms and tightening my hold. Fuck, I was going to miss her. A soft heart-breaking whimper escaped her as she bunched my s
YILEYNA. The day of the coronation had arrived. I was wearing a sequined strapless silver dress, which was fully embroidered, and encrusted with pearls and jewels on the bodice. It was fitted to just above my knees before it flared out with a long trail behind it. The embroidery was lighter on the skirt, with a full border at the bottom. A matching cape stood to the side which I would wear once it was time to take my oath. My make-up was glowing, and my hair was half pinned up with soft curls tumbling down my back. I was wearing silver heels, as well as a large silver necklace and earrings. Matching gloves reached my elbows, and I wore a few rings. I was currently in the new royal quarters, a place I had chosen for Theon and myself. It was towards the back of the castle, despite it not usually being the place preferred by royals as it was smaller. However, the view was stunning. Looking out over the gardens below and the coast in the distance had tempted me to choose this part of th
YILEYNA. Three hours had passed, and we had just showered after a very sizzling few rounds of sex. I had put some roast chicken and vegetables in the oven that would be done soon, and I was slipping on a black silk nightdress that reached mid-thigh. I sat in front of the vanity mirror, opening Mom’s jewellery box. The few remaining items that I had managed to salvage were all here, along with the amulet that belonged to Theon’s mother. I had been given it by one of the omegas who were doing a thorough clean of the castle and had found it in his old room, but I hadn't managed to find the right time to return it to Theon. I know it belonged to the Obsidian Shadow pack and was a painful reminder of the wrongs that stained that pack, but it had also been his mother’s. I shut the jewellery box, clutching the necklace in my hand, as I walked out into the main room. The room was glowing with the warm lights of the lanterns, and two windows were open. With summer approaching, the weather w
YILEYNA. Three Weeks Later… Three weeks had passed since that night. I took the throne and became the Alpha Queen of Astalion by default. The last few weeks had been a blur of work. Not only were there things to do within Astalion, but there was so much to work out with the other kingdoms and how we would go from here. The foremost was the funeral of our fallen heroes, the victims of Theoden’s actions. The Kingdom was in mourning for three days, and until those days were up and everyone was buried with full honours, there was no merriment. The fallen sirens, nagas and fae were also engraved on the memorial stone in the courtyard of the temple of Selene, for they died for this kingdom and fought bravely alongside us for our people. After the funerals, the next job was making peace between the sirens and nagas. Something that went well enough. Despite the fact the two species will never mix, they came to an agreement, and the Naran empire broke down their dams, letting the water th
THEON. I lifted her bridal style, carrying her back to Westerfell. Not many were around, save the guards standing on duty. Neither of us cared for our surroundings as we made our way toward our cabin. A place that we had spent time together only fleetingly, but a place that held some of the best memories we had together. I kicked the door shut behind me, turning the lock in the key before I carried her to the bedroom. Pulling back the top layer that may have collected dust and placing her down, turning one of the lanterns on. I wanted to see her tonight… properly… The dim light cast a glow around the room, and she smiled softly up at me as I slowly pulled my tunic off, tossing it aside. Her eyes raked over my body, her heart thundering. I could see the love in her eyes, the desire and anticipation as she propped herself onto her elbows. Reaching up with her leg, she ran her foot over my cock, which was already semi-hard at just the fucking thought of fucking her. Removing my sho
THEON. The Queen… Someone who fucking deserved the best, but I had marked her… The pull towards her was a storm in my mind, and although the bond was completed, all I fucking wanted to do was fuck and claim her all over again. Seeing everyone bow to her and my mark adorning her neck had overwhelmed me with emotions that were far too many for me to process. I was Alpha now, I felt it the moment he died, the transfer of power... I had walked away, helping with the worst job, disposing of the dead before I had washed my hands with soap a thousand fucking times, wanting to remove the memory of Theoden from my skin. It was strange how everyone looked to me for guidance, as if they had forgotten what I had done in the past. Was it just me who couldn’t forgive myself? I was now down by the coast, sitting on the edge of one of the rocky cliffs, not wanting to run into any sirens down in the water below. I just wanted peace. I had unleashed my anger upon Theoden, but his death had taken