So we get a little more insight on Theon, what did everyone expect?
YILEYNA I gasped for air, breaking away from him, my heart pounding and my head feeling dizzy. I had craved for his kiss, and now it was as if he didn’t want to let me go. Even as I sucked in some oxygen, his lips were on my neck, kissing and sucking on it as if wanting to claim every part of me. He had one hand under my top, stroking and kneading my skin. I whimpered in pleasure, but I was also worried. Something had happened to Theon, his heart had been beating wildly. "Theon? What’s wrong?" I whispered, kissing his jaw, running my fingers through his hair as he sucked on the corner of my neck where one's mate's mark would go. He tensed, freezing just as his lips touched my ear. His hand that was tangled in my hair, now yanked me back painfully, making me hiss in pain. My heart thudded when I saw his burning gold embers filled with rage. His gaze flicked to my hair, and I don’t know what it was, but he just seemed to get angrier as he twisted a few strands in his fingers. "What
THEON "Theon, behind you!" Yileyna shouted, wrapping her arms around my head just as something slammed into us, the impact ramming us against the wall. The throbbing pain where the side of the crate had hit my head was intense. It was accompanied by the strong smell of blood. Fuck. I lifted my head from her breasts and she slowly moved her arms. Letting go of her, I turned and shoved the crate that had hit us away and pulled her to her feet. Blood covered her arm where she had protected my head and a flash of guilt filled me. She stood there unbothered about her injuries, gripping the wall as the ship lurched again. "What’s happening?" She asked as she was thrown to the side. I grabbed her around the waist, pulling her close as I tried to make my way to the ladder. "We may have reached the Lifeless Abyss." I replied, as another sharp lurch threw us to the ground. Two crates crashed against one another, one of them splintered open and a pile of apples and melons tumbled out in al
YILEYNA ‘Obviously. There’s no way a wolf-less female would be worth anything more to me than to be an object to use and discard when I'm done.’ His words rang in my mind, and I sighed as I locked the door quietly behind me. I looked around my cabin, feeling exhausted, and dropped onto the bed. His scent still lingered. I closed my eyes, not wanting to think about anything, but I couldn’t stop the thoughts from swirling in my mind. At times, it was as if he cared… and then at others… I curled into a ball, taking deep, steady breaths. I would not let it affect me. A light knock on the door made me sigh. "I’m trying to get some sleep. What is it?" I called out, really not wanting to talk to anyone, but I knew it was Charlene. "Open up darling." Her soft voice came. Sighing, I got up, unlocking the door and getting back into bed. I heard the door open and Charlene sigh softly as she locked the door, then sat down on the bed. "I'm angry at you, Leyna." Her soft voice came. I sigh
YILEYNA The following two days, I avoided being alone with Theon like a wolf avoiding silver and wolfsbane. I stayed with Charlene when I could, or locked myself away in my room after having to ask Ailema for a second key. Theon would train Charlene in the mornings, but I asked Raiden or Ryan to accompany me to watch as well. Theon would make one of the men train with Charlene, but he too didn’t talk to me. At times I saw him watching me, at others I could feel his intense gaze upon me, but I didn’t entertain him. However, even then, the emotions coursing through me. Every time our eyes connected, I felt the intense rush of desire take my breath away. Theon was a dangerous addiction and one I was consumed with. I knew if he tried, the chances that he would break my walls once more were high, and so I didn’t even try to rile him up. Even when Leto begged me to sing along to his sea shanty, I refused. Mom said my voice was beautiful, and she always asked me to sing for her when she
YILEYNA Raiden had told Charlene and me to head below deck soon after that, I didn’t see Theon again. Hours had passed, and when I felt the ship slow and the coldness grow, I knew we had probably reached the pass. "I'm just going to go check on how things are." I told Charlene, standing up. "You shouldn’t go out there, it’s dangerous." "I told them to take the pass, I should be up there. There’s a split several miles in, I just want to make sure they know where they are going." "You told the captain that already." She protested, clearly not wanting me to go up. "I know, but just in case. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine, my queen." I gave her my best innocent smile, wanting her approval, and after a moment she sighed. "Fine!" She crossed her arms, huffing in annoyance. I winked at her before opening the door, leaving her with the book that she had been reading. "I need a book prince to come to life and keep me company." Charlene pouted as I was about to shut the door. "Oh? Who’s th
YILEYNA The journey through the pass had been uneventful and everyone was beyond surprised at that. The tension had grown as the hours had passed, but I was just relieved that there had not been any attacks. We had reached Bellmead just before sunset the following day and would spend the night at a local inn. The crew were dealing with mending the minor damage to the ship’s exterior, and those from the Silver Storm pack would spend the night in the inn, whilst half the crew would stay on the ship to make sure no one sneaks aboard. Theon had made it clear to everyone that no one was to discuss our journey, where we were headed or where we were from. To keep it vague and simply state that we were from Astalion if anyone asked. The town itself was small, and on every corner, there were people leering at us. Curiosity and suspicion had been clear in their eyes from the moment we stepped off that ship. Theon had taken the lead, with Charlene and I right behind him, and the others had f
YILEYNA What do I do? I mean, I needed to help her, but how? Doing a quick scan of the situation, I frowned, seven men… Two were mages, some werewolves, but most were fae. The fae are the one species who were immune to the siren's song. One thing was clear, they were all dangerous… Each one of those men would kill me without a second thought but I can’t just let them do this. “Make sure she feels the pain.” An eighth man hissed, making me shudder, there was something odd about him and I felt as if my entire body recoiled from his voice. “Of course.” Another added. How many of them were there? There was no way I’d win in a match against them all… I could count thirteen now. This wasn’t Astalion where wolves stuck together… This was a place entirely different, with a mix of species working together, but I wouldn’t let it fool me, it was only for their own goals. I almost gasped when I realised the raspy voice belonged to a Naga… My stomach churned. If they discovered me, I’d be dea
YILEYNA "And then I cut off his tail, before slaying him on the spot!" "Bravo!" That story was overly exaggerated… I resisted rolling my eyes as I drank my tankard of ale. Theon and I were at the Tavern and although I was enjoying listening to the stories, some were a little too overly colourful. We had faced a Kraken and Sirens, but it hadn't been colourful, although it was an adventure. "He’s lying right out of his ass." Someone scoffed, making a rumble of laughter go through the room. "What did you just say, you rotten piece of dog shit?" The werewolf who had been speaking growled. "Alright boys, play nice or I'm kicking you all out." The buxom, middle-aged owner of the tavern warned, pouring a few drinks. She was a pretty woman with brown curls and hazel eyes. Her top left her cleavage on show. Like the rest of the ladies serving here, her outfit was provocative, and the men didn’t hide their approval of seeing the women sashaying their hips around teasingly. "Why can’t they
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