!trigger warning: Mild sxual content!
She dragged herself into the bedroom through the window, stumbling through the woods. Her breathing was erratic, she was bleeding profusely, and the wound showed no signs of healing. She dragged her feet to the restroom. It was becoming increasingly difficult for her to breathe, and she was afraid of collapsing. She took the first aid kit from the bathroom and took off her jacket and tee shirt. She placed a gauge over the wound in an attempt to temporarily stop the bleeding. She poured antiseptics on her wound and looked at it. It was one and a half inches wide and quite deep. She looked for a needle but couldn't find one, so she settled for a sharp long pin and some thread. She disinfected the thread by dipping it in antiseptic. She warmed up the needle with her fire ability and bent its head like a fish hook. She stuffed her face with her
They spent the entire night in the bathtub filled with cold water. Throughout the night, he changed the water several times and kept her close. Doing everything he could to lessen her pain. When the sun came up and her temperature dropped, he assisted her in getting out of the water. He brought out one of his shirts and a fresh pair of boxers. Male wolves specifically Lycans and Alpha's are very possessive over their mate when they are going through heat. He wanted her to be surrounded by his scent alone, thus he wanted her to be in his clothes. After drying her hair, neck, and legs, he handed her the clothes and a fresh towel and returned to the closet to change and give her privacy to change as well. He was dressed in a grey shirt and black slacks. He mind-linked for breakfast and got out of the closet. She had just worn the boxers and was putting her hands through the sleeves
The sun's rays filtered through the open window, lighting up the room and waking her up. The sun was shining brightly outside, and her lids flutter opened and closed several times as her eyes adjusted to the brightness. She took a look around and discovered an empty room. The curtains were slightly parted over the open window, allowing light and fresh air in. She slid out of bed slowly, allowing her stiff muscles to adjust. She stood in front of the window, soaking in the cool autumn breeze. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, flowing in the autumn breeze and his scent that surrounded her. Her cheeks are flushed with a light pink blush as she recalls the events of the previous night. She had lost control over her mind and things happened. She sighed and entered the restroom. She took off her shirt and stepped under the showerhead. As cold water washed away every trace of s
"Yeah, well you started it," she said, smirking."And I'll finish it as well." He threw her up on his shoulder, and she yelped."What are you doing?" She inquired while hanging upside down on his shoulder."I'm going to complete what I started." In a raged tone, he said."I was just fooling, come on, put me down.""You shouldn't start something you won't be able to finish, love. And I thought I had made it clear what would happen if you provoked me." At his words, she remembered the conversation they had that morning."Okay, fine, my apologies. Put me down.""Not going to happen.""If you don't put me down, I'll jump off." She said this while punching him in the back."Shut up." When his firm hand landed on her buttocks, she yelped. He stopped himself from chuckling as she fell silent with a light blush on her cheeks.She was trans
!trigger warning: violence and graphic content!"The years didn't do you any good, nonetheless, I gonna have fun killing you." She snarled and ran straight at the man, who had just gotten to his feet, at full speed.She was in front of him before he could steady himself on his legs, landing a nasty powerful blow on his face followed by another on his abdomen. He grunted and attempted to block her attacks, but what could he do when The Mighty Reaper was in thirst for blood?"Why have you gotten so slow?" She asked with a blank face.Her simple blows were enough to knock him off balance and take away his chances to attack or defend. He was struggling to stay on his feet as blows were thrown at him one after the other. As another blow was coming his way, he raised his sword to defend himself, but she grabbe
When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a nearly dark room. She could feel a headache approaching, and nearly every muscle in her body was aching. She found herself on the carpeted floor, next to the windows. She sat up and rested her back against the cold wall. She sighed and lightly massaged her forehead. She attempted to stand, but a sharp pain shot up through her legs and she fell on the carpeted floor. She looked around and stood up again, crawling her way towards the switchboards and switching the lights on, instantly illuminating the room. Her fingers had left a red print on the switch, and she looked down at her hands, perplexed. Her hands were stained bright red with blood, fresh blood. Her eyes widened as she looked down at her blood-red, trembling hands. She dashed into the bathroom and stared at her reflection in the mirror. She was drenched in blood, and her face
There is an awakening magic each day in the early morning, a sense of an old earth-spirit rekindled that seeks to knit together all that is good. Leaving her behind, perhaps because she does not belong to good. She was sitting on the loveseat by the window, staring out the open window at nature. Sleep didn't come to her, she was awake the whole night. When he opened his eyes, the sun had just begun to rise, and he saw her sitting with her back to him. He slid out of bed, slightly cringing from the pain in his hand. He took soft, silent steps behind her and gently rested his hand on her shoulder. When he touched her, she flinched and turned around to see a look of hurt and ambiguity on his face."Has something happened, love?" he asked softly, she turned her gaze to the window."Nothing that should concern you." He was perple
!trigger warning: graphic content, violence!"I came here to practice, but you've taken my spot." He looked startled for a moment as she responded with a straight face."I was unaware that anyone practiced here, My Lady.""Evidently, I do. So, could you please move?""Of course." He bowed and stepped back from the ring. She cinched her ponytail and began lightly stretching her hands. The Beta began to move toward an exercycle. She could feel his gaze on her, which creeped her out a little. She concentrated on the large blue sand-filled bag and began working on her kicks. The gym had several boxing areas, but this one was her favorite. Through a glass window, it provided a view of the beautiful forest outside. She could also see the training grounds around the corner from there. Her kicks landed flat on the bag, and she let out soft grunts as she work
!Trigger warning: graphic content!His gaze scanned the entire room and discovered four dead bodies lying around. Their throats had been slashed, and they were battered and bloodied. His eyes caught a glimpse of his Beta on the floor, blood oozing from his mouth, a broken nose, and a sharp long injure on his abdomen. But he was still breathing. He glanced at her hazel eyes and saw fear flash in her eyes for a fraction of a second before they closed and she fell. He was by her side in an instant, catching her fall in his broad arms. His eyes went black, and canines protruded from his gums, indenting his lower lip. As a thunderous growl erupted from deep within his chest, the veins in his neck and hands popped out. The wolf whimpered and lowered its head, resisting the man's command. He was already in the room's darkest corner, staring at the beast in the center. The moment Aiden's long, sharp claws rip through
"Will this be all, My Lady?" Dorothy inquired as she fastened the final brooch of the Silver Royal Mantle."Yes, thank you, Dorothy." Dorothy, the new head court lady, bowed and walked out, and Seraphina smiled. Seraphina later found out that Megan had been murdered after she had discovered Freya adulterating her drinks. And soon when everything slowly fell into place Dorothy succeeded Megan.Seraphina took a final glimpse of herself in the mirror as she exhaled a deep breath. She was dressed in an A-line gown with an off-the-shoulder neckline. Lace tails onto the shoulder and comes back up at the wrist. The back bodice is a lovely illusion made of lace that opens and closes with buttons and loops. The lace trails back onto the skirt. A dramatic lace border completes the hem. Her hair was styled in a simple sweet hive updo. Her look was completed with a simple necklace and diamond studs."You look stunning!" Hilda complemented as she walked in through t
"In the infirmary!" As soon as he said it, her legs carried her down the corridor, down the stairs, and into the pack infirmary on their own. She felt the dampness on her cheeks as her legs carried her towards the male her heart craved. She rushed through the grassy field, tears streaming down her cheeks, without even bothering to wipe them, and soon arrived at the infirmary. Hilda was standing on the first floor, her face glum. When she saw Seraphina, her eyes widened."Where is he?" Hilda only pointed to the door at the end of the hallway when she asked. She dashed towards the door, but a hand captured her forearm before she could break through."They're operating on him." He said this, and she turned around to face Emmerich."Tėtis!" She wrapped her arms around him and sobbed on his shoulder. He stroked her hair tenderly as he held her."It's okay, he'll be alright!" He tried to console her, but all she did was sob."Why does this always have to happen to
She was the only beating heart, the only being of warm blood and flesh in those cold, lonely halls of the castle. The walls around her were undoubtedly familiar to her in the recent past, these walls had started becoming her home, making her feel she belonged somewhere, but it was all now a strange maze. The light fell on the words that spoke to no one, unaware that their audience had vanished or that the stone floor lay silent beneath no feet except her. It was as if Goddess had stopped time, removed all the distractions so she could see it for real, see how it really was, what it really was. And all she wanted at the time was another beating heart in this deserted castle, another being of warm blood and flesh, another pair of feet to walk beside hers.Her shaky feet were giving up, unable to bear the weight of her being, of her heavy heart. Her hand clutched her chest tightly as she struggled into the first floor. His scent hit her full force
"I'm not a flower of darkness! I have seen the brighter world and I don't wish to go back to a world where light doesn't exist!" She raised her gaze and Mia shrieked.She looked down as a sharp pain sprouted on her abdomen. Seraphina's hands held a dagger as she pushed it deeper into Mia's stomach. She leaped back to Aiden, who gleefully drew her into his arms, his face solemn as he stared at Mia. Seraphina said as Mia fell to her knees."Don't think I didn't notice you were obstructing my path to Cora. You gave me no choice but to strike!""Your blade is your true nature! You will kill anyone who is an impediment! Be it the female who raised you!" Their gazes were drawn to the forest's shadows. As the man walked into the dim light, their eyes widened as if they'd seen a ghost."F-father!" Aiden stuttered.Bruce stared at Malcolm's beheaded corpse."What a pity!" He scoffed and took a step closer to Mia. He knelt and snatched her jaw."Are yo
Kendrick and the warriors rushed up the stairs to the fourth floor. He came to a standstill when he noticed the female facing him, standing there with a heart in her palm. He and the warriors raised their weapons, aiming at the female, and the rattle of their weapons drew Bruce's attention, causing him to turn around."Your Majesty!" Kendrick exclaimed in disbelief, and Bruce's face was hidden behind a menacing grimace. Bruce turned around with the female behind him, wagging his finger. When feral hisses surrounded Kendrick and his warriors, they shrieked. Bruce simply walked away as the creatures ripped the Lycans apart, their howls filling the entire hall."Liam! I need you to find and protect Seraphina. She's with Malcolm, and I suspect he'll try to use her demon. Keep an eye on her and keep her from shifting." Aiden ordered"Until my last breath!" said Liam curtly."Nicholas and I will be fighting on the front lines. No creature shall come near
An amicable, quiet evening was suddenly shattered by anguish and terror. The violent explosion rattled the entire packhouse, and the Lycan and Wolves who lived there fled in terror. The power had been cut off, and the impact had shattered the majority of the windows. The warriors had already gathered around the packhouse."Where is His Highness?" Kendrick, the head warrior, who had been moving around making sure everyone was headed to the safe house, asked another warrior."Last I heard, they're all in the conference hall!" He said this with a panicked tonality in his voice. Kendrick looked up at the building and dashed into the packhouse "The impact was on the fourth floor! Let's go!" Nearby warriors followed him into the basement, through the secured door they entered the armory."We don't know who attacked or how many there are, so bring as many weapons as you need and arm yourself! Notify the battle regiment and the border guards!" Kendrick ordered whi
"What are you so engrossed in?" Aiden inquired as he sat on the lounge chair next to Seraphina. She raised her head in surprise when she heard his voice."When did you return?" With a smile, she asked. He loosened his tie and sat down on the chair."Just a few moments ago. What are you reading?" He questioned, leaning in to read the title of the book she held in her hand."The history of Drinealia and Auhesraivia. You know, it was very harmonious back then." She sighed and closed the book."What do you mean?""What I mean is...come in!" When someone knocked on the door, she paused to let them in.Freya walked in with a cheerful smile and a tray in her hand. When she saw Aiden, her eyes widened in shock, and she instantaneously bowed her head. Seraphina had persuaded Freya not to curtsey to her, and Freya had agreed."Your Highnesses!" Seraphina gladly accepted the mug she offered."Thank you!" Seraphina thanked her, and Freya walked out,
"Training with him can't be that bad!" Aiden tried for the tenth time that morning to calm an anxious Seraphina. She'd been pacing back and forth in their chamber all morning."You've got no idea. Goddess knows how long he lived on this god-forsaken earth, and how many great warriors he trained. I had seen him train juveniles when I was a child. And it was heinous." She shuddered and hugged herself. He sighed and drew her closer, and she buried her face in his chest."You are incredible at combat, sword fighting, and many other things I am unaware of. So don't be concerned, and show him how incredible you are." He said this, and she lifted her head to look at him. She pecked his lips with a smile."You should now get going. He'll be upset if you're late." She nodded and hugged him before pulling away."I'll see you later." She said and he kissed her forehead. They said their goodbyes, and she walked away. "Tėtis?" As she stood on the open lawn surr
Every step was guarded by a Drinealia soldier. They saluted her with their heads bowed and their right fist pressed over their hearts as she passed by. She was reminded of her childhood when she used to run around the corridors of the Castle of Drinealia. The soldier came to a halt in front of a door at the far end of the corridor and knocked. With his head bowed, he stepped aside and pushed open the door for her. As attendants dressed him, the Demon King stood with his hands spread to his sides in front of a huge shining mirror, she walked in. He was dressed in black knee-length leather boots and black leather pants tucked into the boots. He was dressed in a black shirt, and two attendants carefully slipped him into a silver-gold armor vest. A brown animal skin was wrapped around his waist, and a long gold knotted belt endorsed the animal skin. The attendants delicately draped the black Royal Mantle of Drinealia over his shoulder, securing it with a silver brooch