Xynathius's POVMy mind swirled only with the thoughts of her warm mouth wrapped around my hardened shaft. The blissful pleasure she had bestowed had left me reeling and yearning for more. Although I had already exploded and now she slept peacefully on my chest, I wanted so much more. What I had with Selia was not a fraction compared to what Karica had made me feel. She was creeping on me like a forbidden vice, taunting me to dare refuse her advances which I couldn't. And yet I knew once this heat cycle ended and her senses returned, this would all be like a pleasant dream. I stole a glance at her serene face which was pressed on my chest, her cheeks were puffed and cherry-tinted because of the heat. Her bare left leg was wrapped around mine and her slim hand rested on my heart. I had wrapped around her small waist. She was in peace and seeing her like that sleeping in my arms, so was I. But something gnawed at the back of my mind, ebbing away this blissful moment, taunting me that
Karica's POVI stupidly blinked at him several times letting his affectionate words sink in. He no longer wanted me as a breeder but was ready to accept me as his Luna. His Luna, these were mere two words but the depth they held, the meaning they held, the warmth they held was so profound for me. This man was ready to accept me, irrespective of all my flaws and betrayals. He was willing to put our differences aside, was he about to forgive me for running and putting him through excruciating pain? How generous was his heart? And I had feared him without trying to get to know him. Without giving him a chance to prove that he would cherish me and not go around sharing me with his pack or other alphas. He was overly possessive and I knew he wouldn't let anyone even look at me wrong let alone touch me. How wrong I had been about him. My heart was burdened with guilt and this searing ache made it thud loudly. My eyes brimmed with tears, tears I had promised I wouldn't shed but they spil
Xynathius's POVIt was the day of the ball and my sister had called me at least ten times since morning, threatening me with consequences if I tried to bail. "I am coming and Karica will accompany me, and we will officiate the dance. I am giving you my word," I reassured her as Kamryn showed me the three-piece tailored suit in a deep purple shade with silk on its lapels and gold buttons. I ended the call and took the suit from him. "You know my taste well," I praised him while rubbing the silk with my thumb. "I am your beta for a reason," he winked and continued, "This is an important day in your life. I am hoping you return with your mark on our Luna's neck." "Patience, Kamryn. Is Karica getting ready?" I hadn't seen her since yesterday. Ladies were keeping me away so I would only see her once she was all primed and dressed up for the ball. "Melsine and Xui are with her, so she is in proper hands, you should change now.""Shouldn't Melsine be resting? She is due any day now, do
Karica's POVWe removed the lid of the square box Xyn had given me and inside lay an exquisite amethyst jewellery set embedded in sterling silver, with matching earrings and bracelet. The amethysts sparkled under the pale light of the car and I was mesmerised. "It's very beautiful, thank you," I stole a glance at him and he was watching me with a satisfied smile. "This is from mom, it must be a family heirloom. Instead of giving it to you herself, she went through me. She wanted her son to be alleviated in your eyes," he amusedly hummed and I was shocked. Luna Nashia gave me her family heirloom, I always thought she disliked me but maybe she was only looking out for her son. "I will extend my gratitude to her once we return," I replied, tracing the tips of my fingers on the luxurious jewellery with rich opulence. "Allow me," he extended his hand and my heart fluttered in enthusiasm as I handed him the intricately designed jewellery which held hundreds of silver gemstones, and ameth
Xynathius's POVHer addicting taste was still in my mouth and on my lips. I hadn't expected her to comply now that she wasn't in her heat but seemed like she was as affected by me as I was by her. The way she had moaned and fed me her juices had my member straining hard. Reigning in my emotions I straightened up my clothes and alighted the car. We had arrived at the palace of King Thadieus and the car had been parked in the palace courtyard along with other luxury vehicles of the guests. I made my way to her door and opened it to help her out, she took my outstretched hand and offered me a shy smile. Her green orbs shimmered with excitement. The sensation of her touch never failed to amuse me. I angled my arm and placed my hand on my stomach allowing Karica to link her hand. My chest puffed out at having her on my arm. I had finally arrived at one of these events with my mate. For years I had attended these functions, empty-handed and when I did learn about her through the mate f
Karica's POVMeeting Xynathius's sister was a little overwhelming. She resembled her mother and just like her that smile didn't touch her eyes. But now I had understood that hostility was for me and my actions, the way I had hurt Xynathius didn't sit well with them and they were only looking out for him. Her words were stinging and her gaze scrutinized me, there was this exerting aura that she was exhibiting and only my willpower kept me standing and my head high. I was glad when Xynathius interjected and her mate, King Thadieus joined us. "Thadieus, meet my mate, Karica," Xynathius made the introductions and I could see the uncanny resemblance both men held to each other. They could be brothers only the Lycan King was a tad shorter than my mate but even broader and thickly built. "It's an honour to be here, thank you for inviting me," I politely said as the King wrapped his left arm around his Queen's waist while offering me his right hand. I reluctantly extended mine and he took
Karica's POVOnce they were gone Xynathius finally let me go and whispered in all seriousness so only I could hear."He is a manwhore, a detriment to the Lycan name. I detest him, do not dance with him even if he asks.""Relax, his eyes told me what a sleazeball he is. I don't want his filthy hands on me," I replied and casually took another sip of the drink, leaning into his touch. "That's my good girl," he turned his attention to me, his eyes softening. "Come let me introduce you to some decent people," and I linked my arm with his. He led me towards the other guests. He introduced me to the members of the Lycan Council. The old goons as he liked to call them. Their gazes scrutinised me and they asked tough questions but I kept my composure and didn't let them get to me. Their over-the-head attitude made my skin crawl but I had been taught how to handle such people. They existed in the South as well. The ancients who refused to die and made everyone's life miserable. My father was
Xynathius's POVKarica was full of surprises, her body movements were so fluid and I had never seen anyone dance like her. It made me want her more, ache for her more. She clung to me in a passionate fury and it dawned on me that I wasn't the first man she must have done such a sensual dance with. None of her firsts were with me. Not the intimacy, not the dance, and not even her first kiss. A surge of jealousy coursed through me like a river of pain. But the heat of the moment had doused her senses and she tried to kiss me the very instant. Physically we had been burning for each other, mostly I couldn't even control myself and Zilver always made the situation even more difficult. But where did we stand in terms of owning each other in all other aspects? Had she completely forgotten Adiyan? Was she ready to accept me as her mate? Most importantly was she in love with me? Because I only wanted to kiss her when she was sure of her feelings on all levels. A kiss was sacred for me an