Lyros kisses me breathless and then he gets up from the bed. I lie there, sore and aching, and sated in that way that comes from deep intimacy. Lyros is always eager to be with me but for some reason, it’s not the way I imagined it would be. I feel empty inside. There’s a hole I can't fill, a gaping depth I feel is always going to be there, one I will have to banish as soon as possible. The sound of the showers comes on and I stare at the ceiling as Lyros bathes. I feel like a newborn child sometimes. Not because anything about me feels new, no. Sometimes I feel there’s a weight on my chest and it gets tighter with each passing day. It’s hard to live with something like that but I do. I do and it brings me pain and joy at the same time. The world is new to me. My memory is fractured in places. There are gaps that I can't seem to fill out. Sometimes I'm not sure if the voices I hear in my head are real or made up. I know some things the same way I know blood flows through my ve
Morning comes around with Lyros already out of the room and on his way to attend whatever Lycan Kings always have to attend to. He made love to me again, roughly this time and as I turn to prevent the sun hitting my eyes at a blinding angle, my body hurts.My scalp prickles where he dragged my hair too tight. My jaw aches where he slammed into my mouth with no warning, my throat is sore and it feels bruised. Patches of skin on my body prickle where fingerprints have been branded into them, and the area between my legs is sore.It’s a new feeling for me to get used to. But with pleasure comes pain I guess, so there’s no reason for me to complain.A knock comes from the door. “Lady Adelaide.”The maid barely whispers my voice for fear of making the mistake to be here while Lyros is still in the room.I can almost feel her shaking where she stands and despite my sore throat, I manage to croak a response.“I’m in here!”The words come out raspy but she knows that is the signal for the a
Raina stays with me and pores over the map but I can tell she’s not getting anything from it too. The map is so wide we’re kneeling on it and my dress ruffles when I move.The fabric is a lot. Lyros doesn’t allow me to wear pants and even shorter, simpler dresses are forbidden. It’s no problem though, I've always wanted to wear nice clothes. It seems he knows that so he’s acting on it.“How about here? In the Eridite mountains.”I look at the landmark Raina has pointed out and it stares me back in the face. The mountains have been illustrated expertly, and whoever drew the maps is good at their craft, yet something tells me this map could be better. Not just this map but all the other maps I've been shown so far.“The mountains do look nice.” And they do look like a place that would be hard to get to, but I wouldn't hide something there. I don’t know why I'm so sure of that. I just know that I am.I wouldn’t hide something valuable to me in an unknown land or place. How do I get bac
“When will you bring her out of the dream state?”I look at Adelaide’s sleeping form on the bed and frown at Rafie’s question. She is my responsibility now. So why does he care what I do with her or what I don't? She’s mine to use as I like, and so far, I've been messing with her memories.Right now Adelaide is back in the fortress, living the life of my bride, waiting for me to come back and put her mind at ease again. She depends solely on me now and it sends a rush of pleasure to my brain.“I’ll release her when the memories are done settling in. She’s only lived two months of her life as the Lycan King’s bride. She needs one last month for the timeline to be complete.”“And her magic?”Frost crackles in the air and I turn to Rafie with anger lighting me up from the inside.“What about it?Rafie chuckles and stares me down, unflinching. “She is the most powerful person in the four Kingdoms at the moment, Lyros. You saw the visions, her mother is Diane. She is Ashryn’s rightful he
“Any luck on finding them?” I shake my head as Alizadeh shakes his too. “Where do you think she sent them?” I look at Alizadeh for an answer to Rafie’s question but I get nothing. Rafie gets nothing too and he settles into a seat by the window. Three of us converging in a room is a rare occurrence yet it’s been happening lately because of Adelaide and her last action before her surrender. I think about it and the side of my lips curve in a small smile. She was so defiant that day, it was sexy. My blood heats the more I think of her and I have to adjust my seating position. Soon. Soon I won’t fuck her in that accursed dream state, I’ll fuck her in real life and I will get her addicted to the feeling of me inside her. “Do you think they know?Alizadeh’s voice is cool and my eyes snap to him. Rafie grumbles something from where he’s seated but I answer directly. “They don’t. No one does until the time for it to manifest arrives, and it won’t. I’ll kill them before that happens.
The faint crunch of Lyros’s tyres on the gravel of the fortress snaps me out of sleep and I jerk awake with a start. I look at the food and it’s still there. I thank the stars that I didn't make the mistake of spilling it while I dozed off. The candles are still burning and a soft chill wind comes in from the window.The atmosphere is set. Still set at least, and I nod again.This will go well. I know it will. I count down the seconds to the moment Lyros will walk in through the doors and my heart seems to anticipate it. I await his arrival like I have been programmed to do so and isn’t that weird?The door opens with a light creak and I get up immediately, my body aching to run to him and throw myself at him. I exercise restraint and look for tells on his emotion first.Lyros has one of his rare smiles on his face and my heart soars when I see it.He’s smiling.The sight of that small smile has me feeling like I'm in a dream because it transforms Lyros’s face totally. His cold hands
I talk about my day as Lyros eats.I don’t have much to talk about, but I improvise as he eats and I slip in a few enthusiastic questions here and there. When I ask if I'm being a bother by talking too much, he tells me he likes the sound of my voice and I can talk all I want.Lyros finishes his helping of the first dish and I have barely touched mine.I open the second one and I’m surprised to find it still steaming hot. Lyros catches the surprise in my eyes and chuckles against the drink he’s holding to his lips.“The plates are enchanted. It’s a special type of magic made through marks, imagine it as the language of the world.”I try to imagine that but find myself unable to. I mean I can, but wrapping my head around it proves to be a bit more difficult than Lyros makes it sound.“I’ve never heard of that kind of magic. I thought all magic must come from a host.”“What supplies that host magic?”My heart stutters and chills at the same time because Lyros has never engaged in a conv
Lyros kisses me slowly and passionately. It’s like all my thoughts melt when I am in his arms and right now, right now I am in his arms.I run my hands down the smooth fabric of the thin forest green shirt he’s wearing and it’s like I cannot get enough. The ridges of muscle on Lyros’s arms are strong.Every inch of his body is hard and hot. Not warm but hot.I groan against his lips as he bites my tongue lightly and the moon illuminates both our forms as the light filters in from the window. I feel like I'm burning inside myself and right now, Lyros’s body feels like the only thing that can cool me down.There’s not a spare inch of him that my hands do not itch to run across. Not one part of his muscles that I do not want to touch. For the first time in a while I feel something other than the need to please him during sex, and that is the need to be pleased myself.The promise of freedom has me feeling over enthusiastic and I want to go above and beyond to make Lyros feel things. I