Xavier finally made his way back to Ana, and sheâd not left him alone for a moment. George felt a little jealous of the little dog. He slept in Anaâs bed each night. Took long walks with her. While he helped with the security of the Black River Pack Territory and hunted for blood in the nearby cities. It wasnât easy to watch over Ana, and heâd hated being away from her. He didnât have time to listen to too much of anything she said. They couldnât train to get as much as heâd like, and it wouldnât be sustainable. He needed to come up with a better idea about the way they were living. Ana, in the meantime trained with the pack, sheâd garnered several friends within the pack who accepted her as she presented herself. It felt freeing to her in a better way than taking the ambassadorial position. She didnât have to prove herself to anyone here, as sheâd worried about before this. Xavier on the other hand, appeared to h
George watched Ana, unhappy that she again refused to feed from him. He understood sheâd become reliant on him, and she feared their bond. He couldnât see her hurting like this much longer. George would have to intervene and do something drastic soon. Or Ana might do something desperate and lose control of what she did. He couldnât allow that to happen, not now or ever. That would seal their already sealed fate. It killed him to know that sheâd lost everything along with him. Heâd not wanted that in the beginning. Now his feelings waffled from one extreme emotion to another. Even as he craved more of her. George keenly felt the guilt of sentencing Ana to the life of a fugitive because he couldnât keep his pants on around her. He loved her and yet hated where she came from for the laws they created and enforced. All at the same time, he felt he betrayed his loyalty to the emperor and empire. He felt like his emotions were a rope bei
George stood there outside of the shower. Naked. Nothing hid his perfect body from her. Nothing hid the fact heâd entered, intending to find some action with her. Right now, Ana didnât understand what she felt. These feelings were they hers, his, or some weird combination. But she craved the feel of his cock thrusting into her as she fed from him. It became so consuming; it scared her a little. She had to trust George to be stronger than her. He needed to control this situation because she didnât think she could. He entered the shower behind her. Ana didnât listen to very much to what he said once her fangs sank into his wrist, and he wrapped his body around hers. George had her up against the shower tiles, his throbbing member pressing insistently at the junction of her thighs. His free hand went to her pussy and found her clit. Her moan tore from her lips, muffled by his wrist as he teased her clit.
This should have been easy to take over in the ambassadorial position. It wasnât. Magnus hated everything and everyone in and around it. How had they found so many boy scouts to work together at the same goal? No one had any aims or goals. No thought to benefit personally from this entire situation. How could he blackmail people to get what he wanted done if they abided by every rule in the book and then some? He hated it here. Now he wondered if heâd aimed too high with this position and became too greedy. No one from the Blood Traitorâs Network answered his messages or contacted him. He hoped that meant they accepted and appreciated his efforts to live by their code and further their agenda. His only problem now came in the form that he now had people keeping track of his whereabouts and his dealings with everyone. This meant he now worked under a lot of strain because he couldnât exercise his demons by playing with his pretty gi
âYou must do something Franco sooner rather than later. I hate speaking up like this to you. You are the emperor, not me. But I donât understand what you are waiting on. Iâm afraid Tatiana will try to hurt you again. Word below stairs is sheâs acting erratically and speaking irrationally. Something isnât adding up.â Francoâs lover, Eva, sat nearby him as he worked at composing his wishes and ensuring every decision, he made was a sound one. He didnât want any loopholes or failures. âEva dear. Relax. I have a plan, but it may take time for it to mature into its full potential. Itâs part of the reason I allowed Adriana to get to safety before even showing myself to anyone.â He rubbed his burning eyes. Heâs been looking at so many pages and trying to expect loopholes and objections. There were so many things that could go wrong and if any of it went wrong, his position on the throne would teeter or heâd fall right off it. âYes, I don
Finally, heâd been able to pack up Ana and Xavier to head to the cottage home heâd acquired for them. He wanted a place where it would only be them. Where Ana could feel their bond in her body and soul. She needed to understand that their lives may have changed forever, and they needed to stick with this bond for their survival. Their future and their sanity would demand it. Fate gave them each other and only the foolish ignored fateâs gifts. âGeorge, this place is beautiful. How did you find it? Are you sure weâre safe here, though?â âWeâre still in the Black River Territory and they have people who patrol up here. Itâs as safe as anywhere else within their territory. We just have a little more space for ourselves for a little while.â Even Xavier seemed to appreciate the space of a house, all to the three of them. The little mutt ran happily through the house, sniffing and rifling through every nook and cranny. H
Tatiana thought she could avoid meeting with Sabre and not suffer any sort of further punishment. What Tatiana didnât understand was Sabre was within the palace watching her. Watching her pull royal guards off duty and blackmail them into assisting her with her needs. Not just serving as messengers and maids. No, she had them servicing her needs. She now had found several who liked to have a rough interaction with a woman. Her problem was that now that sheâd experienced it with a man, it wasnât enough. Tatiana wanted more. It took her a while to understand they liked it rough, and she did as well. Tatiana also enjoyed being watched. She wanted to be told how sheâd be fucked with an audience. Another secret she had to keep deep down in her soul, or sheâd fail as an empress. No one would want a woman leading them that wanted only to fuck at the direction of an observer. Tatiana couldnât believe sheâd been twisted so much by Sabre. Their love-hate rela
The Wolf Shifters reached out to the Vampires. Franco couldnât believe what he saw. Historically, this didnât happen in any official capacity. But Edger received the request through official channels and with the urgent sound of the request Franco accepted out of curiosity. What could the Wolf Shifter Representative on the Ruling Council want to speak to him about? When Edger inquired about what the issue was about, he received a rather terse response about his representation within the Ruling Council. As if he hadnât had enough difficulties on his hands. Franco struggled with the parade of people offering sympathies. The widows wishing to offer him comfort, and the fatherâs offering their daughter as a replacement for his empress. As if he could easily replace Lolita. He thought he loved her once and look where that got him. Now why would he want to put himself right back where he started? Lolita pushed for their union at every turn and had help fr
Please Note: If you hate the idea of it never happened that way or a cliffhanger ending. Please donât read past Chapter 153. Ragnar, you canât do this. I know the timeline is altered and I understand it could have devastating consequences. But we canât go around using magic to change things back the way they should have been. Iâm sure things have changed like this before, and you didnât do anything then.â âItâs out of my hands. The Dragon Council is sitting right now discussing this issue. Iâve got no say in it beyond my report. If they feel everything thatâs happened must be changed, then thatâs what will happen. Itâs a last resort. But Maximus Lioness isnât the vampire who should have that name. Something went wrong there, and thatâs just one problem with the timeline, as you call it, is wrong. Adriana and George shouldnât be in the positions they are in. All the things that happened to Adriana werenât supposed to happen. Her mother shouldnât be h
North American Ruling Council - Two Weeks Later Ana walked the halls again of the NARC Headquarters, doing her thing. The meetings did not differ from theyâd been before. Her plans were falling into place. Her father was pleased and Caun finally could do his original job before easing into his position as a titled royal. The talk around the building didnât stop with creatures awake at all hours of the day and night. From wild affairs to several battle royale, Ana was busy catching and keeping up with it all. Sheâd already been requested to assist with preventing a war from breaking out between the Nanaue, a Hawaiian shifter race of sharks, and the Merfolk, mermaids, and mermen. Fun times for all, as there are more than enough sharp teeth and injured pride to go around. This wouldnât be a simple mediation, and Ana craved the challenge. The Dragon Ambassador did something. Ana suspected magic, because when she retur
Four Days Later - Meeting About the Future Ana woke that evening to find Caun wasnât beside her, which was odd. When she found him, which took some effort, he was in Tatianaâs night garden exploring it with several of their guards. She had to ask several people to track him down. âCaun, whatâs the matter? Why are you here?â âOh, good evening, love. I was speaking to your father and the attacks on Tatiana came up in our conversation. You were still asleep, and I didnât want to interrupt you. While we were talking, your father said that no one could tell me how her attackers from the first incident entered here. Since we have several excellent investigators as our guards, I thought weâd take a look around to see if we could find something that could explain how, if not, who did this.ââOh, good grief I can understand my father not asking me how she pulled this foolishness off, but Caun Iâm surprised you didnât ask me.â That had Caun
Caun stood in line with the last of the guests filing through past him. Heâd lost count of the hundreds of hands he shook. There were guards everywhere, and it made him uncomfortable, be he as George, who he still identified as, belonged with them. He kept his eye on his mate and marvelled at how she pretended not to be bored and uncomfortable with the many comments on her unique dress. The side-eye glances and the judgemental glares. It would be a difficult and busy evening. Caun hoped things would get better from here on out. That theyâd be busy enough that she wouldnât be able to brood or her the courtierâs opinion on anything.âSo far, so well, this evening. Letâs see how far we can go with no scenes with any of the superficial fools who think they are powerful people.â He whispered this into Anaâs ear. It was a joke, because no matter what he said to Ana, she wouldnât believe him. She now was a secretly powerful person. âWeâll see the night is sadly still young
Evening of the Celebration of the Life Partner Pairing Adriana thought it was crazy to see the clothing laid out for Caun and her. Sheâd never seen Caun every in such regalia and her own unique sense of fashion so intricately woven into the more traditional garb of a formal event. Instead of a full-length gown with sashes, ruffles, and silk flowers enveloping it. Ana wore a full dress with a closed slit up the front of the gown. Beneath it, she wore a pair of trousers and boots. Her bodice was a beauty with false draping that allowed her to wear a short, cropped jacket that Matched Caunâs jacket only it was far shorter. It was feminine, but allowed her to show her rank as the Vampiric Ambassador and a soldier within her fatherâs military. Which pleased her greatly because it meant her skills werenât a dirty secret or an embarrassment to her father. Anaâs ladyâs maid didnât have a comment or criticism about anything she assisted Ana
Ana could see the sigh of relief at her words in the way her father relaxed and Eva, too. As if even this setting didnât quite keep her fatherâs anxiety at bay and Eva somehow shared in it. Could she really be supporting this?Ana couldnât see how this would be in her best interest to let this happen. If she even pretended to go along with it and encourage it, then Ana could, too. âI am relieved to hear you say this. Eva has been pressuring me to get this done before we celebrate anything because she doesnât want there to be any miscommunication between us. I admit I agree with her. Thereâs been too many things keeping me from being fully in your life and now with most of that gone, I hope you will accept my attempts at rectifying that.â Her father stood up at saying this. âCome here. Thereâs one thing Iâve missed since you could talk.â Ana frowned because she wasnât sure what he was speaking about and took a step back.
Ana couldnât help it. When they entered the private well-lit moon garden of the Vampiric Emperor, she had to marvel at the artistry of itâs many curated garden paths. It was like a maze laid out before her and put Tatianaâs garden to shame. Here her father could find a little quiet solitude away from the prying eyes of his courtiers and guards alike and he guarded that privacy as if it were more precious than gold itself. She held onto Caunâs arm as they entered the space and stepped down toward the pathway Edger used to lead them to her father. The gravel that made up the surface of the path crunched softly under their feet as they followed. The sounds of night birds in the trees floated down to them as a few random lightning bugs flitted between the trees, and the space looked like someone had infused it with a sweet healing magic that was full of warmth and gentleness.âI have to say I like your fatherâs choice of private spaces. Between this and
Edger did return after theyâd relaxed a little and changed. Ana still couldnât help it. When she discovered the clothing, her father had commissioned for her, sheâd stopped dead in her tracks in disbelief. Her new ladyâs maid gave her a note written in her fatherâs handwriting which spoke volumes that heâd not dictated it to someone. Heâd taken the time to write to her. Ana knew that wasnât a normal relationship between child and parent, but they werenât exactly normal people. [Adriana love, this note is to ensure you understand that situations of safety and security forced my hand to do and say things I never wanted to say to my daughter. You arenât hidden or an embarrassment to me. I am relieved to have proven you are my daughter. Your mother tied my hands when it came to raising you, but I kept eyes on you at all times. Your life partner and you will find Iâve arranged for clothing for you in the tastes you are comfortable in, with a touch of nob
Ana entered the suite first, followed by Caun and finally Edger. A smartly dressed couple stood there waiting for them. They werenât in the royal livery, though they clearly wore a livery. It wasnât unusual in the days before Adrianaâs birth for other leaders to have their servants in their own livery. There were a few these days, but many were no longer used since the houses no longer existed. âThe Emperor took it upon himself to outfit your servants in your personal livery. This is Jacque and Rachel. They will ace as your personal maid and valet.âAna nodded at them in recognition. These were people her father hired for them, and that was fine. They knew enough not to say anything suspicious in front of them. The pair curtseyed and Ana dismissed them. âWeâll speak later. Iâm sure you have plenty to keep you busy. Are my weapons going to be a problem for her Edger?ââNo, Princess, she has received training to look after, maintain, and store your weapons appropriately should the need