Having finally fled the old tavern, Tatiana experienced genuine fear for the first time with Sabre. Sabre passed a hard line by bringing a man into the punishment. Tatiana hated men in general because they ignored her needs for their own. She spent her days forced to deal with fools and blowhards because they wanted one thing or another. They believed her to be a pushover. The few times she’d had sex with men she felt weren’t a threat to her, only to come away unsatisfied. Now she felt fear and yet felt he met all her kinky needs. Whoever he was, he’d left her spent and fearful that no one would unbind her. Sabre also went too far. She was supposed to ask her permission before tying her down. Tatiana never heard the vitriol that spewed from Sabre’s mouth. How could she say those things? There was no way at the time Tatiana could register Sabre’s unspoken message. Sabre wanted her to hurt for some reason. Now, after that encounter,
Ana woke with a start early the next evening to the faint light of the small tiffany lamps on the bedside tables. She hadn’t moved or opened her eyes. But there George was, lying sound asleep beside her with his arm thrown over her. She wasn’t sure at first what to do with herself. How did she get out of this embarrassing situation without humiliating herself? “Sh… It’s early yet. Go back to sleep.” His voice came from inches away from her ear in a near whisper. She could hear how drugged his voice sounded because of how deeply he slept, and probably still. “I need to get up. I won’t be long.” She said before she pulled her body and limbs out of his embrace. Ana felt the chill in the air as the blankets slid away from her body. She realized then all she wore was her slip. “Hm… Okay, hurry back,” George growled as he settled back down into the bed. His half shuttered eyes slowly took in her body from head to toe an
Adriana couldn’t believe how just the smell of him, and a few words growled at her lightly, had her body preparing for so much more. She became aware of her breasts like she never had before and a rush of heat between her thighs had her clenching her thighs. When he threatened to spank her, it became impossible to resist and continue standing. At first, she thought he joked with her. But when she found herself suddenly across his lap, his hardened shaft digging into her lower belly, teasing her body into responding even more. His first slaps were overwhelming. Hot and briefly painful. The pain soon disappeared, and the heat blended with the fervent desire and need building between her thighs. She couldn’t keep her legs closed anymore and soon his hand toyed with her there, driving her mad. She couldn’t lie there still. She writhed and cried out. The sheets teased her nipples even as he found her clit and teased it as he finger fuck
A few hours later, they woke and prepared to leave. Ana couldn’t figure out how to address what had and was happening between them. They needed to talk about how did anyone talk about things like this. The fact they weren’t just fugitives because he’d helped her escape from the dungeon. But they now formed a bond that the law said was criminal. Ana didn’t know where they went from here except far away from everything they knew and any safety net they might have ever had. They were Blood Traitor, even if they weren’t part of the rebel movement. What they’d done made them worse than the rebels. Or at least that’s what Ana felt. Her father entrusted them to not do things like this while they were on the run. She could see him accepting and forgiving her escape because he’d made it clear to them, she had to go. But the bond, that went too far for him to forgive. He couldn’t forgive it without looking like he played favourites. It would cause a new wave
Edger had been about the palace for generations. Only he knew how old he actually was. The problem with that, he’d admit to. The age he knew came from an estimate. Over three hundred years ago, most people didn’t care what day it was, let alone what year. When it came to births and deaths, it was a hit-or-miss thing back then. His records, if there ever were any, were most likely long gone. That wasn’t the issue. Not today, at least. The Crown Princess stormed through the palace in a right bloody temper. Something happened a few nights back. She won’t speak of, but it has her acting far more unstable than she usually is. Most at court believed she feared the Princess Adriana would return to finish her off. However, Edger knew her problem stemmed from before the Princess Adriana escaped the dungeons. Though, Edger knew his information wouldn’t be known by anyone else other than himself. The Princess Adriana would b
Ana may not get sick when she travelled through a mage portal. But the chaos within portals often became the stuff of nightmares for her. No mage worth their weight would admit what was in these portals. That the things seen within the portals as you passed through were images and shapes of those who’ve lost their way inside them. If travellers wanted to keep their sanity, they didn’t look too closely or consider what they saw in the images. The colours were rarely, if ever, found in nature except in extremely exotic locations, if ever. George held her hand and wouldn’t let go. He made himself very clear as they entered the portal. He wouldn’t relax his protection of her. Ana knew what that meant, and it severely conflicted her about it. Before all of this, Ana rarely had anyone looking over her shoulder or following her every move. She could do what she wanted, when she wanted. George made that impossible now. He also made her fee
They escorted Ana and George to a large brick family home. Not far away. It belonged to the Wolversen Family as the humans knew them. The Black River pack ran businesses out of this family home. This appeared to the humans at large as a rich family with a business empire to run. Edith and Allan were the elders of the family. Recently began the hand off of their business empire and the pack to their eldest son Gregory took over. They had two sons. Gregory and Richard. The two brothers Everyone knew, the two brothers for butted heads. This didn’t differ from any of the other power struggles they encountered. Gregory’s reputation showed him to be the mature and responsible alpha wolf. While Richard’s reputation described a hotheaded, upstart who found more trouble than he was worth. Known for opposing everything his brother did, and fought against the system and tradition. Richard disrupted the order within pack life. While Gregory struggled to learn t
A week later, Ana and George were ensconced in a space within the Black River Pack Territory. The pack made space for them within an underground storage building. It wasn’t perfect, but it would do. They were secure, had their own space and privacy.The Wolversen’s were gracious hosts and Ana didn’t feel like she put anyone out within the pack she met. The wolves seem so different from the courtiers Ana knew. Ana only saw the conflict and backstabbing within the pack seemed to be between Edith’s sons. Richard seemed conflicted, and it didn’t bode well. For that reason, George and Ana fought over how to handle any contact with the two.“I’m just saying, Ana, when those two are within earshot of each other. You’re to walk away. It’s not safe. What if they shift and become physical with each other? You could get caught in the middle. It’s better if you stay out of it. Interfering with wolf business will make things a lot more difficult. What will you do if you get into
Please Note: If you hate the idea of it never happened that way or a cliffhanger ending. Please don’t read past Chapter 153. Ragnar, you can’t do this. I know the timeline is altered and I understand it could have devastating consequences. But we can’t go around using magic to change things back the way they should have been. I’m sure things have changed like this before, and you didn’t do anything then.” “It’s out of my hands. The Dragon Council is sitting right now discussing this issue. I’ve got no say in it beyond my report. If they feel everything that’s happened must be changed, then that’s what will happen. It’s a last resort. But Maximus Lioness isn’t the vampire who should have that name. Something went wrong there, and that’s just one problem with the timeline, as you call it, is wrong. Adriana and George shouldn’t be in the positions they are in. All the things that happened to Adriana weren’t supposed to happen. Her mother shouldn’t 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 they’d 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 didn’t 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. She’d 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 wouldn’t 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 wasn’t beside her, which was odd. When she found him, which took some effort, he was in Tatiana’s night garden exploring it with several of their guards. She had to ask several people to track him down. “Caun, what’s the matter? Why are you here?” “Oh, 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 didn’t 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 we’d take a look around to see if we could find something that could explain how, if not, who did this.”“Oh, good grief I can understand my father not asking me how she pulled this foolishness off, but Caun I’m surprised you didn’t ask me.” That had Caun
Caun stood in line with the last of the guests filing through past him. He’d 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 they’d be busy enough that she wouldn’t be able to brood or her the courtier’s opinion on anything.“So far, so well, this evening. Let’s see how far we can go with no scenes with any of the superficial fools who think they are powerful people.” He whispered this into Ana’s ear. It was a joke, because no matter what he said to Ana, she wouldn’t believe him. She now was a secretly powerful person. “We’ll 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. She’d 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 Caun’s 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 father’s military. Which pleased her greatly because it meant her skills weren’t a dirty secret or an embarrassment to her father. Ana’s lady’s maid didn’t 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 didn’t quite keep her father’s anxiety at bay and Eva somehow shared in it. Could she really be supporting this?Ana couldn’t 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. “I am relieved to hear you say this. Eva has been pressuring me to get this done before we celebrate anything because she doesn’t want there to be any miscommunication between us. I admit I agree with her. There’s 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.” Her father stood up at saying this. “Come here. There’s one thing I’ve missed since you could talk.” Ana frowned because she wasn’t sure what he was speaking about and took a step back.
Ana couldn’t help it. When they entered the private well-lit moon garden of the Vampiric Emperor, she had to marvel at the artistry of it’s many curated garden paths. It was like a maze laid out before her and put Tatiana’s 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 Caun’s 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.“I have to say I like your father’s choice of private spaces. Between this and
Edger did return after they’d relaxed a little and changed. Ana still couldn’t help it. When she discovered the clothing, her father had commissioned for her, she’d stopped dead in her tracks in disbelief. Her new lady’s maid gave her a note written in her father’s handwriting which spoke volumes that he’d not dictated it to someone. He’d taken the time to write to her. Ana knew that wasn’t a normal relationship between child and parent, but they weren’t 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 aren’t 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 I’ve 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 weren’t in the royal livery, though they clearly wore a livery. It wasn’t unusual in the days before Adriana’s 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. “The 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.”Ana 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. “We’ll speak later. I’m sure you have plenty to keep you busy. Are my weapons going to be a problem for her Edger?”“No, Princess, she has received training to look after, maintain, and store your weapons appropriately should the need