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Kian 4 Years Later I remember the night that started everything like it was yesterday. Aminda swearing herself to another man and for what? For power instead of love? I can't believe she'd do that to us. I sent her a message with her friends. I wanted us to elope. I would have abdicated the throne and ran away with her, but she didn't care. She chose to be Queen. Now she's showing her true colors. Werewolves have been prohibited to step foot in Verona city, with orders to attack and apprehend if they're found in witch's territory. Rumor has it the new Witch Supreme is more evil than the latter. "Oh, there you are, Kian." Fiorella sauntered inside my office like she owned the place. I was made to take a chosen Luna soon after Aminda's ascension. Fiorella is Luna, but just in name since I never marked her, and I never will. My mark still adorns my evil witch mate, and I have no plans to change that. Every time when she sees it, she will remember me. "Kian, I'm talking to you." F
Kian It was weeks later that I finally managed to get all the right people on board. A letter was sent to Aminda requesting a meeting with her. Werewolves, vampires, and humans signed it. They were all restless after Aminda showed no interest in continuing the alliances. She is the most powerful among the leaders, and even though the vampires and the humans live farther away from the witches than us Werewolves, they were still wery of her. Rumor has it that she killed all of the elders of the council and appointed new ones to her likeness. River, my beta who found his mate three years ago will accompany me. He was still kissing his mate Piper, unable to detach himself from her. As I was annoyingly waiting for him by the car. She was heavily pregnant. Otherwise, I would've yelled to River to hurry up already. She had him wrapped around her little finger. Must as Aminda would've had me if we were together. Maybe soon, I still have hope. "Be careful, Ri, they say that witch is pur
Kian Her eyes were hypnotic. I almost creamed my pants when I saw her in that tight as hell suit with a whip in her denty hands. So fucking sexy. "State your Case," she says. The only case I'll have once this meeting is over is a case of blue balls. "Why don't you talk first, King Zibor? You all look like cat got your tongue." She laughed. Goddess, even her laugh was sexy. Zibor twitched on his seat. He was probably boning over all that magical blood of her and her sexy body. Zibor stood up as she lay back in her chair. "My Queen. The vampire community was truly devastated when you decided to end our centuries old agreement. For centuries, vampires were granted free pass to Verona City without any issue. Your Aunt Marilla and I..." "My aunt and you, that is correct. Verona City has a new queen. It's only fair that new alliances should get drawn. What do the vampires have to offer us? I know for a fact how vampires get their kicks by drinking witch blood. The younger and the mo
Aminda I knew Kian was going to be here tonight. That's why I decided to enter with an invisibility spell. The moment I saw him in the crowd, I lost all composure. He was as handsome as ever. His chiseled jaw with that stubble reminds me of how it felt every time he was face deep between my thighs. All those masculine features of his sent pools of warmth to my groin. His brilliant blue eyes were searching for me, and somehow, they would always pinpoint to my location. I just wanted to straddle him, run my hands through his hair, and kiss him with all my might. Then I remembered he had a Luna and the monster of jelousy tore through my body. When I asked him why he didn't bring her. He looked straight into my eyes and said his Luna was here. It almost made me lose my don't give a fuck façade. Right now, as he stopped me from leaving, his strong arm surrounded my waist, and with his other hand, he held my head in place. I forgot for a minute who I was. His lips collided with min
Kian I was dreaming of her like most nights, only this time her warm, velvety mouth felt too real. I grabbed her head with one hand. She felt real, too. I fought the need to open my eyes in case it was just a dream and I didn't want to wake up. Fuck even in my dreams she was too good! I tightened my grip on her head as I thrust my hips fucking her mouth with indomitable need. Her mouth worked wonders with my cock, deep throating me at times. Soon jets of cum spurt from my cum. I knew her mouth would've been overfilled had she been real. Without letting go of her hair, I opened my eyes as I panted for air. Piercing deep purple eyes looked straight into my soul. I tightened my grip on her hair even more, and I yanked her up, making her land on my chest. "Are you even real?" I asked as I stared at her like a lovestruck teenager in front of his crush. She was fucking stunning. She was completely naked, and her hair and body were dripping wet. I stared at her round perky breasts as she
Aminda I got up stealthily after Kian fell asleep. I grabbed one of his shirts. It fell down to my mid thighs. I grabbed his phone and took a selfie with it. Using an invisibility spell and a scent cloaking one, I ventured out of the room. The darkness inside my body prevents me from sleeping. I mean, I retire to my room at night, but I'm not sleepy. It's been years since I last slept. I hummed to myself as I walked the deserted halls of the palace. I passed by King Korin's and Queen Annabel's room. I did not enter, I kept walking until I reached the room I wanted. It was time I finally met Fiorella. For years, I've been insanely jealous of this woman. I passed through her room's wall. She laid on her bed, sleeping on her back. Her short black hair looks perfectly styled, even while she sleeps. She was lying about the racy lingerie, though. She had a set of silk pajamas on, shorts, and a sleeveless tank. One of her walls is a complete shrine to Kian. It's covered in pictures of a
Kian If it weren't for the evidence, my Temptress left on my phone, I would've thought, last night only happened in one of my dreams. I stared at the picture, unable to put my phone down. She looked sexy. She looked like mine wearing my shirt. I recapped in my mind our conversation. I was definitely going to search through all the books in our private library and archives. I was precisely doing that throughout most of the day when the delicious aroma of food filled my nostrils. I looked towards the door to find Fiorella, holding a trade with food and drinks. She was wearing a very short dress, which was weird because she always dresses elegant and rather conservative. "Hey." Said Fiorella. As she sauntered toward me with the deliciously smelling food. "I thought you might be hungry. You have been working all day." She placed the trade on the desk and sat on the corner. Her dress goes up, showing an indecent amount of flesh. I looked at her and the trade as if they were snakes.
Aminda "Say that you take back your rejection!" His thrusts became deeper and faster as he was driving himself into a frenzy of lust and possessiveness. "Say that you're mine." His thrusts were frenetic. I was afraid the headboard was about to break. I couldn't speak. It was too much. Too much sensation. Too much pleasure. I felt the cramps in my pelvic area, the impending orgasm building up, but then he stopped. I opened my eyes and met with his. His blue eyes were clouded with desire. I was panting, drunken with need. My voice was raspy from screaming his name. "I'm yours, Kian. Only yours. Forever yours." I whispered, my eyes never leaving his. A satisfied groan scaped his throat. He started pounding again with the same madness as before. The sounds of the bed were mortifying. He grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them over my head. My boobs jolted up. He swirled his tongue on one of my nipples before latching on it and sucking it painfully. The pleasure was so intense at the
Aminda "Look what we have here." An eerie voice made me open my eyes. My surroundings were different. Everything looked eerie. The place was incredibly cold, and screams of people being tortured were piercing my ears. I heard a demonic laugh at my side, and at the same time, I could feel it everywhere. I was trying to use my powers, but down here, I had none. All of a sudden, I heard a boo and an entity appeared in front of me. A man demon, covered in tattoos up to his bold head and face. There was not a single place that was not covered by the greenish ink. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" He bit his bottom lip, then he licked his lips with his pierced tongue. It had two small hoops on each side. He tilted his head and laughed again. His laugh was evil. He was looking at me like I was a bone, and he was a starving dog. I knew who he was. I had been warned by Aunt Marilla. "What do you want in order to let me go, Orcus?" I said, trying to steady my voice. He looked at me in
Kian 'Aminda!' I called her desperately through the mindlink. Two witches began to draw a pentagram, big enough for her size. They put black candles on each of the five points and lit them up. 'I will reveal myself if you don't tell me what's going on, Aminda!' She stood in the middle in nothing more than her tiny underwear and bra. 'Don't Kian. No matter what you see, don't reveal yourself. You don't want them to accuse me of treason, do you? Just watch. Everything is going to be alright.' She tried to sound calm, but her voice sounded a little shaky, and Alister's paled semblance wasn't reassuring. She stretched out her arms while the two witches started to draw symbols on her arms, legs, and stomach. Alister raked his fingers through his hair and paced around the room like a maniac. Aminda lay in the middle of the circle. The witches started chanting, and the symbols on Aminda's skin began to glow. Black shadows appeared and circled around her. The air chilled inside the
Aminda's POV Everyone had left, and an ambulance had taken Lance's body. The place that not long ago was so alive and full of joy now fell deserted and gloomy. "I think you should go home, Kian." I was still shaken. All of this was unreal. Lance didn't deserve this. I want to find out who did it and what their motive was. But in order to do it, I need to use black magic. There are consequences, though. If I keep using it, there will be no way back, but I have to if I want to save him. "There's no way I'd leave you alone after what happened. Princess, you're still in shock. You need me. Please, say that you do." He kissed my forehead and held me tight. There was no denying it. I really needed him all the time. I nodded, with my head still buried on his chest. "We'll figure it out together, Aminda." I teleported us to my home. That night, I slept in his arms. It was only then that I could ever sleep with his arms around me. I needed him like I needed air. Kian was still in the sho
Kian Blinded by rage, that's the way I was when I saw my mate rubbing her body against that stupid Lance. Sometimes I forget she doesn't have a wolf. Werewolves' jealousy increases tenfold where our mates are concerned. My anger only diminished after our bodies became one. I hated myself for angry fucking her, but I couldn't control myself. I shouldn't even have attacked Lance. We weren't allowed in the city still. Aminda and I haven't even signed the alliance. Sirens started blaring all of a sudden. Someone must have reported me. "Kian, you need to leave. The council's guards are ruthless. I can definitely protect you, but you haven't signed as an ally yet, and we can't declare ourselves as mates either. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry!" She grabbed my face with both hands and gave me a quick kiss. I pulled out of her and put her down. "I am not going to run. I'm a king, and you're their queen. I'll talk to them. Is not like I killed him." She shook her head but didn't argu
Deandra, Bessa, and I laughed contagiously as the limited edition bottle of champagne opened with a loud pop spraying us all. We're having a sleepover at Deandra's house like old times. We're clad in sexy lingerie doing our hair and nails. I wanted to forget for just tonight that I'm supposed to be the frightening Witch Supreme. "Aminda, I missed you biatch!! Said Deandra as she filled our champagne flutes. Half spilling it as she shakes with laughter. I missed them, too. We had never separated since kindergarten. "I can't believe you ditched us for so long, and we forgave you so easily." Said Bessa with a pout right before she took a big gulp of her drink. "We literally thought you were being possessed by darkness." They both stared at me. "You morons should be greatful. I did it for your protection. I was new to the throne. I needed to learn who to trust. I wasn't going to present my weaknesses to everyone on a silver platter. You're my sisters." They both hugged me. "Okay
Kian I was a man with an infinite amount of patience, and I had always respected my father, but hearing him call my mate a witch whore made me want to throttle him and make him apologize to her on his knees. The sounds of her claps made me aware of her presence. So regal and perfect in every way. "But your son looves this witch whore, King Korin." She made the most adorable pout. Everyone else was frozen except for us. Her catwalk style of walking made her look so enticing. I stretched my arm waiting for her. "Witch Supreme." Father harrumphed. "This is a family matter if you can excuse us." He avoided looking at her. How can he be so rude to her? He knows he is my mate. He knows my wolf, and I would tear anyman for less than that. "Oh, but I'm the main topic of your family's little...discussion." She linked her arm to mine and pressed her soft curves to me. Mom hugged Fiorella protectively, glaring daggers at me. Aminda winked at them. I pressed my nose in her hair to breat
Aminda Lord Gray, he was indeed hadsome. A man of many secrets and with particular hobbies. Even though he was devastated about losing Elana, he didn't show it. He looked so composed standing there, with his elegant three piece suit. After so many centuries of living in this world, he's probably used to losing loved ones. "Lord Gray. It was the right thing to do." He plummeted on his chair. He wasn't that unaffected after all. "She had just arrived from her country. I married her in Scotland and brought her here the very next day. I am a ruthless man to my enemies, but not to my wives. We were getting to know each other at first. I hadn't even touched her until recently." He sighed. "You know the vampire king would've raged war against you if you kept refusing him to take her. He's been waiting for his true mate for centuries. Only his mate can bear his children. Now, he would mate her and make her an immortal. An immortal just like us." His eyes met mine. He knows, I know.
Kian Aminda walked past Gray without sparing him a glance. She had a smirk the whole time, her eyes locked with mine. I was smiling broadly at her, too. Her beauty was undescribable. If Gray's wives left everyone here awestruck, Aminda's beauty sucked the life out of everyone present here. She was the type of beauty that provoke, envy, jelousy, and possessiveness, depending on the beholder. "King kian." She said seductively. "I didn't want to pass this chance to meet my usurper." Fiorella's eyes went wide in disbelief. I couldn't help but burst out laughing. Aminda gave Fiorella a once over. "What a downgrade." She pouted. ""You...How dare you witch?!" Fiorella spat. She had grown accustomed to being treated like royalty, and here she was now been looked down upon. Aminda put a manicured hand on my chest. Her nails were painted black with silver little crescent moons and stars. She lowered her eyes seductively. She had a little diamond pasted on each eye lid. I couldn't wai
Kian Finally, tonight, I will see Aminda again. Another day without her was going to drive me crazy. The fact that she could finally sleep after so many years, being unable to do so is more than proof enough that we're meant for each other. She slept in my arms like a baby the other night. My hands itch with the need to touch her supple skin again. I checked myself in the mirror one last time while I put my diamon cufflinks on. This black tux was made exclusively for the party by a famous human designer. The only thing souring my mood is Fiorella. Dad insisted that we arrive together. He's going with mom on a different car, as well as River and his mate Piper. As I descended the stairs, I could see everyone waiting for me. Fiorella was standing next to Mother. Both looked regal and elegant. I wonder what Aminda was going to wear. She has a killer body. I was probably going to spend the whole night being jealous of all the men ogling her. Mother beamed when she saw me. "You look