Kian Finally, tonight, I will see Aminda again. Another day without her was driving me crazy. The fact that she can finally sleep after so many years of struggling proves that we are meant for each other. The other night, she slept in my arms like a baby. My hands itch with the need to feel her soft skin again. I checked myself in the mirror one last time while I put my diamond cufflinks on. A famous human designer made This black tux exclusively for the party. The only thing souring my mood is Fiorella. Dad insisted that we arrive together. He's going with Mom in a different car, along with 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 wondered what Aminda was going to wear. She has a killer body. I'm already jealous of all the men who will be ogling her all night. Mother beamed when she saw me. "You look dazzling, darling. You and Fiorella are going to make the most
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 indescribable. 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 provoked envy, jealousy, 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 was now looked down upon here. 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 eyelid. I can't wait until I hav
Aminda Lord Gray, he was indeed handsome. 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 ruthless 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. "What
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. It's so regal and perfect in every way. "But your son loves this witch whore, King Korin." She made the most adorable pout. Everyone else was frozen except for us. Her catwalk style 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 she is my mate. He knows my wolf, and I would tear any man 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 breathe i
ATonda's POV 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 grateful. I did it for your protection. I was new to the throne. I needed to learn who to trust. I wouldn't present my weaknesses to everyone on a silver platter. You're my sisters." They both hugged me.
Kian Clouded 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 protect you, but you haven't signed as an ally yet, and we can't declare ourselves 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 It'slled him." She shook her head but didn't argue anymore. W
Aminda's POV Everyone had left, and an ambulance had taken Lance's body. The place that was so alive and full of joy not long ago now feels 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 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 in his chest. "We'll figure it out together, Aminda." I teleported us to my home. That night, I slept in his arms. Only then could I ever sleep with his arms around me? I needed him like I needed air. Kian was still in the shower, but I was dress
Kian 'Aminda!' I called her desperately through the mind-link. 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 happening, Aminda!' She stood in the middle in 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 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 room. Creepy voices coming
Aminda's POV When I arrived at Lord Gray's home, he received me along with Inessa, which struck me as strange. Although he couldn't see it, Claire was his true love, the one he had always favored. As I stepped closer, I noticed Lord Gray didn’t look well—he appeared, tired, with shadows under his eyes. "Queen Aminda. To what do I owe this honor?" Gray asked, his formerly confident demeanor faltering. Something was definitely wrong. "What happened here, Lord Gray?" I inquired, my voice infused with my powers, leaving no room for lies or evasion. "Claire," he replied, his voice wavering before he regained his composure. "I found out she was having an affair with her bodyguard." He spoke coldly, but I could see how much he must be hurting. I looked at Inessa and asked him, "Who told you that? Her?" He looked at me in surprise. "How do you know?" I smirked. "Because you’ve been played, Lord Gray. The last time I was here, I caught this woman in bed with her bodyguard—the man sh
Kian "Well." I didn't know what to say. How do I tell her that the only person who can break the curse is the very person less willing to help us and is also the primary suspect in Lance's murder? "Is someone from my pack. I have to go back and talk to her..." I winced. "A woman?" My temptress's purple eyes sparkled. Her silver blond hair now had a few black streaks. She looked stunning. "Is that woman Fiorella?" She asked softly. I nodded. "I knew she was no ordinary wolf. She could sense me, even when I was invisible. Her sensory skills are enhanced because she is also a wolf. She is from Shilo's lost line of witch werewolves. They retained certain abilities, except real powers." Her eyes were saddened. I pulled her into a hug, and I cooed in her ear. "Hey, Little Temptress, don't get sad. She will help us if she wants to stay alive. I will make sure of it. The Witch's Council will seek the death penalty for Lance's death. She could serve jail time instead." She looked at me wi
Aminda "Look what we have here." An eerie voice made me open my eyes. My surroundings were different. Everything looked eerie. The place was freezing, 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 covered by the greenish ink. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" He bit his bottom lip and licked his lips with his pierced tongue, which had two small hoops on each side. He tilted his head and laughed again. His laugh was evil. He looked 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 to let me go, Orcus?" I said, trying to steady my voice. He looked at me intently with his black orbs devoid of
Kian 'Aminda!' I called her desperately through the mind-link. 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 happening, Aminda!' She stood in the middle in 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 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 room. Creepy voices coming
Aminda's POV Everyone had left, and an ambulance had taken Lance's body. The place that was so alive and full of joy not long ago now feels 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 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 in his chest. "We'll figure it out together, Aminda." I teleported us to my home. That night, I slept in his arms. Only then could I ever sleep with his arms around me? I needed him like I needed air. Kian was still in the shower, but I was dress
Kian Clouded 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 protect you, but you haven't signed as an ally yet, and we can't declare ourselves 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 It'slled him." She shook her head but didn't argue anymore. W
ATonda's POV 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 grateful. I did it for your protection. I was new to the throne. I needed to learn who to trust. I wouldn't present my weaknesses to everyone on a silver platter. You're my sisters." They both hugged me.
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. It's so regal and perfect in every way. "But your son loves this witch whore, King Korin." She made the most adorable pout. Everyone else was frozen except for us. Her catwalk style 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 she is my mate. He knows my wolf, and I would tear any man 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 breathe i
Aminda Lord Gray, he was indeed handsome. 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 ruthless 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. "What