Alizadeh is walking towards the door the minute I open it and he doesn’t say anything.My body feels hollowed out and my desire feels sated. Having sex with Adelaide in her memory state isn’t all I dreamed it’d be. I barely feel myself sometimes.It's more of a mental thing for me than it is for her, and I fear my want for her has made me rough with her in those memories.“It’s creepy how you would rather do this with her than find a woman around to do it with. She won’t be any wiser when she wakes.”I growl and he saunters past, striding confidently and unbothered by what I can do to him. He doesn’t stop speaking.“If you don’t want to fuck, then go train. It’ll help.”I’m sure half of Rafie’s court can hear us but they wouldn’t dare say a thing.Alizadeh is right though. The effort it takes to spread Adelaide out and slam into her might feel real in her memories, but in reality, my body just lay on the bed and I filled my pants with semen repeatedly.I have cleaned her up, and I alw
I place Adelaide on the bed and take in a whiff of this room.It still smells like me.Everything is the way we left it and the fortress is the same. The forests still bear the same trees they did, yet a lot has changed.I hand the maid at the door the list.She nods with understanding and walks out. I lay on the bed beside Adelaide, but I did not slip into her dream.I let myself stay out and I stare at the ceiling instead. I should have asked her to clean the drawing she made on it.How she got up there and positioned herself well enough to draw amazes me slightly. She has no power in her memories. Even if she tried to find any in herself, her mind is thoroughly convinced she does not have any.She is not that werewolf. The only power she has is that she’s mine, and she can play me how she wants.Adelaide, property of Lord Lyros, King of the North.I shift on the bed so I am facing her and the calm on her face echoes into my soul. Her eyes are closed, and her stark beauty is evident
I wake up with my head on Lyrsos’s chest and a stream of sunlight hits me on the face.His chest rises and falls and I notice it subtly at first, the fact that something has changed.The change is so subtle I almost do not feel it but it’s there and then it comes. The sun seems to burn brighter today.Hotter.I feel every wave of heat as it courses through the room and I feel every draft of air. I feel the slight dusting of hair on Lyros’s chest as I lay on it, and every strand of hair on my head seems to be alive.I’m…. awake.“Are you okay Adelaide?”Lyros’s voice rumbles in his chest as he speaks and something about it has a smile breaking out on my face. That smile falls the next minute as the memories of yesterday come back to haunt me.“Yes Lord Lyros. Yes, everything is fine.”If Lyros is convinced he doesn’t say so. He doesn’t make any indication of where his heart lies this morning and it hurts me. I went into the room again.I don’t know why.After a week of constantly havin
My first day, free from my curse, turns out to be a day the Lycan King just stays home with me.Lyros gets food brought up for us and he watches me eat. He asks me repeatedly what I think of the food, and my reply is the same each time.“The food is fine, honest. I’m sure I can cook something up for you if you want.”He doesn’t.He prefers looking at me and watching me eat.There is a crazed look in Lyros’s eyes and it leaves me worried each time I see it. I don’t know why, but I feel he’s taking extra care of me for a particular reason.A reason other than me being the one he loves to the sky and back and devotes his heart to.He said that.He actually said that.He looked me in the eye halfway through the second helping of porridge I was having and he smiled, his voice deep and raspy as he said, “I love you to the sky and back, Adelaide. Do you know that? I devote my heart to you.”It would be safe to say I choked on the food in my throat and Lyros laughed when he noticed that.Lord
Adelaide plays me like a fiddle.No a harp.She plays me with dexterous masterful fingers and she plays the most concordant of notes, I play out her tune like an oaf. Like a simple man whose two priorities are his wife’s life and his wife’s happiness. I want to ensure Adelaide has both in abundance, so I agree to her whims.I let her play me the way a youngling would play the piano. Clumsily at first, missing a few notes and blundering about on the musical scale.Yet getting better with each time, obtaining some bit of mastery, one after the other. “Are you ready, Lord Lyros?”The excitement in her eyes is tangible and it leaks into her voice. I turn and Adelaide is in a dress that takes my breath away. Her heels. She’s wearing heels with this outfit.The crystal stem of the heel gleams and leads to a pitch-black sole.Adelaide’s legs sit prettily in it, and a diamond-encrusted spiral holds the heel in place as it wraps around her leg.She’s in a brown top and a pink skirt. It hugs
The policeman stares me down from the other end of the car and I meet his gaze with as much fierce defiance as I can.Lyros is trying to communicate with him, but he’s making things intentionally difficult because he’s a police officer and he thinks i’m some kind of call girl.Lyros could kill him on the spot.“I’m sorry but I'll have to ask you to step down sir and show me some ID. Both of you. I’ll also need contact information, the papers to your car, and a blood sample” He looks at me deliberately now, “So I'm sure you didn’t just endanger a highway’s worth of car users because of some alcohol or something else in your system.”Something like rage threatens to bubble up in me but I slam it back down. I don’t get angry. Rage isn’t something that’s a trait in me, yet I find myself getting angry at this moment because this man doesn’t know who he’s speaking to.He doesn’t know he stands to lose his neck and it would be so easy for Lyros to do it.“We aren’t going to do any of that.
Lyros pulls into the parking lot of the large building and awe has my throat feeling parched and my mouth slack jawed.“It’s called a Cinema.”I nod despite knowing fully well what a cinema is and that this is one. Human males and females discuss and walk past as I get down from the car and the wind blows the hair falling into my eyes backward slightly.I’ve always wanted to do this.Memories of me in my father’s pack come back and I remember how I would watch the others go out for movie nights in the local cinemas.The packs more inland of the barrier, live in a medieval age type world. The way Raleigh has castles and wooden ships.The closer some people are to the barrier, the closer the effects of the modern world reach us.The Briarwood pack was one of those packs that was close enough to have had a few of us join the legendary human werewolf court. The King beyond the border would accept a few new intakes into his court each ten years, and when the selected wolves leave, they’d c
Adelaide is scared of the humans.I don’t know why she is scared of them or how she can be scared of them but I know she is. She avoids them instinctively.She seems to walk around the butlers as they carry trays and come near her. She seems to not look at the men and women in black in the shadows of the pillars. She doesn’t notice the man whose hand tips a drink and it goes crashing to the ground around her.She sits, legs tucked up, skirt riding dangerously low on her lap and her head propped up on her folded arms. Her eyes stay glued to the movie the whole time it goes on, and something about it feels uncanny.More than uncanny, something about it doesn’t feel honest.“Should I tell them to go out?”Adelaide’s eyes dart to me and she frowns lightly “Excuse me?” I let my eyes roam the room knowing she will follow them and I notice when she does. Her eyes land on the first human ensconced in the shadows of a pillar and she pulls in a hollow breath before shaking her head.“No……. The