King had been so shocked and confused, he had just watched it happen. She wrapped her arms around him, ripping the clothes off his back. He noticed that her eyes were both completely black, and that she was not herself.He shook out of his shock and held Emilia. She was stronger than she looked, but not nearly half as strong as he was. Calmly, as if he was asking for the time, Emilia asked the healer who watched with wonder, “Care to tell me what’s going on, and why she attacked me?”“Amazing!” he exclaimed. “She’s not attacking you. Well, not in the sense that you think. She’s completely out of mana, and is feeling the withdrawal.”“In English?” King asked calmly, stifling his irritation.“It’s dangerous for mana users to be out of mana. It’s part of their biology and their makeup. When I saydangerous, I mean lethal. They die when they run out. She’s out of mana, and I’d dare say she doesn’t have much time left.”King watched him with irritation. “What the hell are you talking about?
He could feel his cock straining against her walls, but she threw herself at him without reluctance. When he felt his orgasm approaching, he placed a hairy arm against her back, pulling her forward into him until their chests touched.He twisted his hip for balance and, satisfied, started to slam upward into her. Emilia had been so silent that when she started moaning, the sound startled and confused him.The sound rolled into his ears, filling his insides like sweet music. Gripping her tight like a vise, he slammed into her with unbelievable force, reveling in the sweetness of it all.Emilia’s moans turned into cries as her back arced upward. She shuddered violently, spasming uncontrollably like a fish out of water. King willed himself to continue and chased after his own elusive orgasm.He found it and embraced it like an old friend. He let out a loud moan as he released into Emilia, thrusting deep into her with each release. He breathed deeply as he finished, enjoying the sensation
On one hand, she was grateful to King for saving her life. As the healer had said, death was a sure thing if King had chosen not to indulge her. She wouldn’t have blamed him, given how she had treated him the last time they were together.On the other hand, she felt ashamed for being so needy with someone who she was supposed to be angry at. King had not gloated, nor rubbed her face in it, but still it chafed at her.She needed to get out of here. Maybe if she snuck out quietly and ignored King again, they could both pretend like the previous night had never happened.She sat up as carefully as she could, gathering the sheet around her torso, and scanned around for her clothes. She found them in a heap by the bed and bore another wave of embarrassment.She could not take the sheets as they covered King as well, and she had no desire to wake him. She got out of the bed naked and tiptoed quickly toward her pile of clothes.She wondered how awkward it would be if King woke up now, while
When she closed her eyes, she saw King. He was underneath her, eyes a bright, reddish gold. His tongue and jaw were more wolf than human, with sharp, scary teeth showing every time he growled with pleasure.She had watched everything happen like a guest in her own body. She had felt both pleasure and fear as King took her. He had the power to devour her, to rip out her throat in the throes of passion, as a female arachnid might devour her mate after a particularly satisfying climax.Her heart had been in her mouth for hours as he fucked her. She had no words to describe the experience, but she could think of nothing more profane and vile.He had taken her just as much as she had taken him, and as her vision finally turned black and she passed out, she could hear a wild, scary laugh coming from him. A laugh of utter satisfaction.She shivered from remembrance and grabbed the wall for balance. She wondered how much of it King would remember, but one thing was certain it was going to be
Kay stepped backward and her eyes darted down to Emilia’s hands. She held her hands out in front of her, and she looked terrified.Emilia followed her eyes and saw that her fists were glowing. Her entire body was glowing. She looked back at Kay, happy to show her what it felt like to be the terrified and scared one. To show her how she had been forced to live her entire life.***The visions assaulted Emilia, thick and heavy. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw a big, bad, scary wolf.In every vision, it was wreaking havoc, killing and destroying everything in its path. Its muzzle dripped with blood and its eyes were red with murder.She had been having the same dream for weeks and she had become afraid of going to bed. She had no idea what to do to make the dream go away, and she was too afraid to talk to anyone about the visions.Her family already despised her for being a witch. She didn’t think it would earn her favors to tell them that she had been seeing visions about a dead
“Shut up, you dirty thing, why are you yelling at me?”She ran back outside and dragged Selina into the house. Her mother emerged just as she pulled Selina through the door, and her eyes widened.“What are you doing?! What did you do to my daughter?” She rushed forward and grabbed Emilia by her shirt collar.Before Emilia could speak, her mother slapped her hard across the face, rocking her head. She tasted blood and her ears rang from the blow. She shook her head and tried to speak. “Dad….”“Who’s your daddy?” her mother challenged. “He’s not your dad. What did you do to Selina?”“He’s hurt,” Emilia said, ignoring her mother and holding her face. “A monster…a monster entered the pack. Dad, he’s hurt by the river.”Her mother seemed to piece it together that they were under attack. She dumped Juniper on the ground and ran off.A few moments later, Juniper heard the warning bells ringing loudly into the night. She shut her eyes, and tried to scrub out the image of her father clawing at
He sighed deeply, relishing the sweetness of the memory. He stored it like valuable jewels in a special part of his mind, somewhere he could access it at will. Somewhere he would never forget.And yet…he still didn’t feel certain that she would forgive him. He knew that it was out of his hands. He knew that all he could do was give her a chance to make her own decision, to arrive at her own conclusion. He had no part to play in that decision.He did have a lot to feel optimistic about though. For one, she had reached out for him when she’d needed a partner to save her life. The healer had explained the concept to him but he couldn’t help doubting it.If Emilia saw him as her partner, why then was she so hell-bent on leaving? Even after finding out she was pregnant, she had turned down his offer for them to raise the child together.Every time he felt as if he was starting to understand Emilia better, he was thrown around in a circle and then he realized he didn’t know her so well afte
They clasped hands firmly together, and Articus slid into the nearest seat. His pack was the closest, and he preferred being filled in by King when there were pressing issues at hand.He maintained his composure, but King saw through it. He could tell his friend was busting for some answers. They had all been anxious about the attacks, and the lack of news had made them all impatient.Articus hadn’t even been able to wait for King at their usual spot. He had come to look for King at his house. If it wasn’t such a serious matter, King would have laughed.“It’s a vampire.”Articus frowned, as if he had been expecting King to say something else. “What?”“A freaking vampire.” He told Articus all about how he had tracked the dog to its carcass, and how Emilia had shared her vision with him.Articus looked at King with wide eyes when he finished speaking. He let out a low whistle and shook his head slowly. “Damn.”“Yup.” King drummed impatiently on the table and looked out the window. “That