Edric's POV:
We don’t stop until we reach Darius’s territory. Unsurprisingly, he waits for us on the border with his warriors. I ready myself for another fight, but they don’t shift. The Alpha lays clothes down before us and goes to one knee, bowing his head, his warriors following his example. He doesn’t need to show me this kind of respect – I’m not his king, but I take it as a good sign.
I shift to human and quickly pull on the pair of shorts by my feet. It’s a snug fit, but at least I’m not naked. “Thank you, Darius. Please stand.”
He does as I ask. Smiling, he holds out his hand, walking towards me. “It’s so good to see you again, King Edric.”
“Just Edric,” I grin and accept his hand. “I take it my father told you I’m on my way?”
“Yes. I am so sorry…I never thought I’d see the day that Mountain Fire exiles a pup. What happened to them?”
“I don’t know.” I swallow my sadness. “If it’s not too much to ask, I’d like y
I hand Deimos to Clarissa. “Edric said no.” “He’s just protective after what happened.” I adjust Deimos’s blanket and stare into his peaceful face. “Call me if he needs anything.” “Of course.” Feeling guilty, I have to force myself to walk away from Deimos. Leaving my pup with a stranger, just for a few moments of pleasure feels so wrong, but deep down, I also know I have to nurture my relationship with Edric – especially after what happened. We came very close to losing each other. I close the bedroom door behind me and look at my beautiful, strong mate sitting on the edge of the bed, impatiently waiting for me. “Are we bad parents?” he asks. “No,” I say, even though I feel like one. “We need this too.” I walk over to the bed and straddle Edric. I grip his face between my hands and kiss him, giving in to the ripples of electricity running through me. Growling softly, his arms wrap around and he flips me over onto the mattress,
He takes my breath away. He shouldn’t, but I can’t stop the physical reaction to him. The moment my eyes fall on Abbadon, I feel it. The unmistakable pull of our mate bond. He is tall, at least as tall as Edric, with silver-blue eyes and long dark blonde hair. Dressed in a black, three-piece suit, he looks like a movie vampire. Beautiful and deadly. His perfect, full lips pull into a smile and he steps forward, closing the gap between us. My head starts spinning – unlike Gabriel, Abbadon has a scent. “Can you feel it?” he whispers. “Yes,” I answer, nearly breathless. This is wrong. I have a mate. He’s waiting for me, trusting me to go back to him and our child. “You can’t fight it, Maya,” Abbadon says. “Our bond is much stronger than the one you share with that wolf--” he puts his hand over my heart --“you have a part of me inside you.” “I have a part of The Goddess inside me.” “Which comes from me. You belong to me. You have always belonged t
Abbadon's POV: I stare at my mate, trying to hide my fury from her. How fucking dare she? How dare she take on a child? One that isn’t even hers? I was this pissed when I found out about Edric sodding Payne, but Gabriel reminded me that she wasn’t even aware of my existence at the time and that the mate pull is nearly impossible to resist. And of course, The Moon Goddess interfered, as she always does. Naturally, I couldn’t blame Maya for accepting that stinking animal as her mate. Fuck, how much I want to rip Edric’s head from his shoulders, but if I do, I’d probably kill my mate. I’ll wait. Until she’s fully mine. Until she’s immortal and the pain of the broken bond can’t kill her. But now this. The fucking child. Even after she found out about me, and knew what her true destiny is. I have to get control of myself. Have to let my anger go. I will do anything I can to keep her alive and happy. I’ve waited for her for centuries. Tore
I wake in the middle of the day, disorientated and cold. The window is wide open, letting a freezing breeze in. I get up and close the window, looking down at my soaked shirt. My breasts are rock hard, and sharp needles of pain shoot through them. I have to feed Deimos. I look around the room for my baby and remember where I am. The sorrow and the aching need for him crash over me, and I sink to the bed, crying. Abbadon gave me a choice. I can go back. I can be with my child. ~ But he’ll want us back here eventually, ~ my wolf says, ~ and he will kill me. ~ * If we stay he’ll kill you sooner. * ~ Which is why we have to kill him first. ~ God. If I found Abbadon five months ago, I’d have been ecstatic at the idea of getting rid of my wolf, now the thought alone horrifies me. I can’t imagine what my life would be like without her. * I won’t let him do that. * I go to the small bathroom that’s attached to my room, and leaning over the sink, I sta
I get lost in Abandon’s fiery kiss. Every fibre of my being is alight with the need for him.If he can do this to me with just a kiss, what else can he do? My body is numb, the only living part is my throbbing pussy, aching to feel him inside me. He grabs my ass and pulls me tightly against him, pushing his erection into my belly. “Maya?” Edric asks in my head, his voice sounds so faint and far away, that it hurts. “Please tell me you’re okay.”That’s Edric. My mate. Staying at home to look after our child, because he trusts me. Because I promised him I’d eliminate the vampire that threatens our future…and here I am, kissing that very same vampire.What is wrong with me?“No,” I mutter and step away from Abbadon, pressing my trembling fingers against my lips. “I’m sorry,” I say. “I can’t.”He tucks stray hair behind my ears and gives me a quiverin
Abbadon’s POV: Everything’s going exactly to plan. I know she misses her other mate, the one The Goddess sent to her. I’d be shocked by her cruelty of fating only one mate to Edric, but I hate the fucking son of a bitch, so my sympathy for him is a little on the low side. I stand at the window, looking at Maya. My whole being cries out for her. She sits on the lawn with her legs pulled up, her head turned sideways, cheek resting on her knees, eyes closed. She looks so peaceful that it makes my heart ache. I don’t know if she’s communicating with the wolf again. She thinks I don’t know that she’s mind-linking with him, but I can hear his voice in her head. Yesterday, she left me just so she could talk to him, but last night, she was all mine. My hard cock strains against the fabric of my trousers. It’s been a while since I’ve been with anyone – almost twenty-two years in fact. From the night I made her u
Abbadon hits the target of the ball-throwing game with one try, breaking the steel target clean off its hinge. The carnie glares at him with a look of pure disbelief on his face. “How did you…here,” he rips a massive stuffed orange dinosaur off a hook and shoves it at Abbadon. “Why, thank you kindly, dear sir,” he mocks and hands me the toy. “Thank you,” I snort-laugh and fold my arms around the giant dinosaur. “Maybe it’s time we left,” I offer. “Yes,” he says and stares at the bathrooms in the distance. “I just want to wash my hands.” “Okay,” I start walking with him in the direction of the restrooms, but he stops me. “No. Wait here. I won’t be long. In fact--” he digs his car keys out of his pocket and hands them to me --“just go wait for me in the truck. It’s getting cold.” At first, I think nothing of it. I take the car keys without arguing, but then that nagging little voice that followed me around my whole life, tells me that so
Edric's POV: Standing outside on the lawn, I hand Deimos to Clarissa. Maya trusted her, so I trust her. My mate’s instincts are always spot on and have never led us astray. “Where are you going?” she asks, cradling the sleepy pup to her breasts. She knows. We started rehearsing this little deception after Millicent showed up here to tell us the truth. Always during the day when we knew that Gabriel wouldn’t overhear us. Clarissa’s pregnancy is nearing the end, and I know she’s tired, but I don’t trust anyone else to take care of my son. “Maya needs me. She’s in danger.” “You’re sure?” Darius asks. “Yes. I can feel it.” “You can feel your mate’s emotions?” Clarissa asks. “That must be…bothersome.” I shake my head. “Not always. The last time I felt it, Millicent had trapped her consciousness in the underworld. I think Maya…makes me feel her fear when she’s in mortal peril or something. I do