Kain finished his sweep of the empty guardroom. It looked the same as it did many many years in the future. No big surprise. Most warriors had zero interest in interior design.
They wanted someplace to practice their skills, store their weapons, and sleep without concern they were going to be attacked.
Simple.
Once he was certain it would be the perfect way to locate the treacherous servant, he stepped into the corridor, and headed back toward Pearl.
He didn’t know if it’d been five minutes. And he didn’t care.
Kain could tell himself a thousand times that Pearl could never be his. And that he would have to walk away when she chose a pureblooded mate. Someone like Ethan. But his magic was restlessly pressing against his
Kain hissed at the reminder that Ethan was about to become formally betrothed to Pearl. Then, with a valiant effort, he forced himself to ignore the deliberate provocation.Kain couldn’t afford distractions until the demon was dead.After that he would worry about how he was going to deal with his demon’s determination to claim Pearl as his own.He offered a stiff nod of his head. Ethan was right. The demon would have no choice but to follow him if Ethan told him that King Edward had need of his services."Give us time to set up an ambush," he commanded.Ethan waved a dismissive hand. "I do not need your assistance to kill a demon."Kain’s lips parted, but before he could speak, Pearl was moving to stand directly in front of the demon."Ethan, he is hold
Pearl turned to discover that she was in the same room they’d arrived in. The room that would eventually become her nursery.Her first instinct was to break down the door and rush to protect Kain. For all of his courage, he was no match for a pureblood demon.But his last words continued to echo in her mind.Trust me.How often had she demanded that he offer her his trust? To insist that he believe in her ability to make her own decisions?Now that the shoe was on the other foot, she discovered it wasn’t as easy as she assumed. In fact, it was taking every ounce of her willpower to accept that Kain could handle the large demon.Closing her eyes, she sucked in a deep br
“Save a place for Lycan King in the underworld,” Pearl hissed before she was swiping her claws across his throat, easily slicing off his head. She was turning away from Flynn as a dark burst of energy surrounded his body and it began to disintegrate into a pile of ash. She no longer had an interest in the demon who’d destroyed her life. Coming back in time meant that she now had a chance for a future. That was all that mattered. Oh, and Kain. He mattered most of all. About to head out through the destroyed wall, Pearl felt the strange magic brush against her skin. She frowned, instinctively reaching out with her powers. Immediately she realized that it hadn’t come from a demon. Which meant that Ethan wasn’t responsible for his own disappearance. Her heart missed a sudden beat. If someone else had created the portal, then that meant… Hope. Kain pressed his back against the wall, gritting his teeth as he struggled to remain upright. A task that would be a lot easier if the fur
Pearl didn’t need any special powers to detect Kain’s disapproval. It vibrated in the very air. And if she was being honest, she didn’t entirely blame him. Yeah, it was fantastic that they were escaping the lycan king. And hopefully the spell would take them back through time. But that didn’t keep it from being creepy as hell. Not only did it feel as if they were treading through thick molasses, but the darkness couldn’t be penetrated, not even with their night vision. They would have been completely blind if her natural glow hadn’t managed to penetrate the solid sense of nothingness. And worse, her already depleted magic was beginning to sputter. She was reachi
Kain offered a throaty laugh. “Ah, a demanding female,” he rasped, allowing one of his hands to slide between her thighs and stroke through her damp heat.Her nails scored down Kain’s back, pleasure searing through her.“I have a lot of time to make up for,” Pearl reminded him.He crushed her lips in another demanding kiss. “We have all eternity.” He lifted his head, staring down at her as he pressed his finger into her tight flesh. “We do have all eternity, don’t we? Once I claim you there’s no way I’m going to let you go.”Pearl instinctively dug her heels into the mattress beneath her as she tilted her hips upward.“Yes,” she
Ethan sighed, preparing to make his way to the portal that Vergel had created for him just outside King Edward’s lair.He should be delighted.What had the great bard said? "All’s well that ends well."And everything had certainly ended well.At least, Pearl and Kain had safely returned from their journey back in time. And not only had Pearl managed to get rid of her curse, but she'd also mated with Kain. Something that would have irritated King Edward if the older alchemist hadn't been so busy annihilating Ethan's stepfather, the lycan kind, and their clan.Ethan had been reunited with his bereaved mother, who had been so relieved to see him that she hadn't even objected when Ethan insisted on looking for their mate and accepting Finn into their team of warrior hunters.So why was he feeling azure? No, wait…blue. Fear? Why was he feeling blue?Why does it hurt to think that Pearl was sup
I need a lie. Damn it! A good lie. Pearl thought to herself. "He’s a demon, Vergel. I’ve seen him in my dreams. I'm scared." She told Vergel and thought that was not really a lie. Kain reminded her of her own nightmares. Vergel’s eyes flash with interest. "If he finds me, he’ll kill me. I just know it." It's also not a lie. Look at her being the epitome of honesty right now. Maybe there was something messed up with the past when she and Main went back to it. Her curses were lifted, obviously. The king hated her. Kain loathed her even more. So whatever she fixed in the past has not done her any good. But she knew deep inside that she recognized Ethan. She just couldn't get a finger on where, when, or how. Twigs snapped, and Pearl knew Kain was closer. Probably only a few yards separate her from the hell she once knew so well. "Please?" She begged. What if Kain could still recognize her even if she hadn't lifted her fake face? She couldn't risk that. Could she? Because of the way
Kain doesn’t mention it. If he was frustrated with the fake fuckfest Vergel put on while he was working, he never mentioned it.At least, Kain didn't recognize Pearl, and she was never happier, though she hated the idea of roaming around with him in the dense forest.Kain does pass Vergel a long and questioning glance throughout the day. He was giving him one right now as Vergel cupped his hands in the cool river before bringing the water to his lips. While Pearl stood besides him. Kain watched every single move he made, down to the way the water dripped from his lips and down his throat, and he wondered about the woman who shared the same name with the princess, the princess the trio had been looking for, and Kain thought, he may not have his memory back, but sure enough, the woman wasn't the princess; Kain could only sense magic from the girl. Nothing but raw and unadulterated lust."Ethan talked almost fondly about our girl today." A teasing smirk touches the corner of Finn’ full l
Henry approached the captives, who were dangling from a tree. He leaned in close to take in June, Ryan, and then Janet's features. In his murmur, he said something along the lines of "This woman is unusual; she smells like a lycan but also human. It has an odd scent that reminds me of Her Majesty Queen Janet herself. When June and Ryan heard the massive lycans, they looked to each other and toward Janet, who was smirking at them, as if to say, "I told you so." Henry continued, as he went to Janet's side and licked the blood from his forehead and raised his brows. "You are an oddity, little one. And you are not from around here, either. Who are you?" Henry and his band of mercenaries might have been the same ones that June's own people were on the lookout for. It was a long-running blood controversy that began some years ago. Nonetheless, June had been on the verge of passing out when he felt that all the blood flowing to his head from the wound made him conscious of the fact that he
Suddenly, they were knocked senseless by three lycans as they were transported to their secret lair when someone appeared out of nowhere and attacked them, rendering them unconscious. Janet's nose was dripping with blood, and a trickle of it dripped out. It did not drip down her chin, but rather up into her eyes and over her forehead, due to the fact that she, along with her partner Ryan and June, were hanging upside-down in the air. After being taken and strung up, they will be skinned alive and eaten by a gang of feral lycans who have come to take advantage of their situation. Earlier, however, the three had been attacked when they were seen traveling down a trail near the cliff, and their belongings, including their backpack and weapons, had been taken from them. And now Ryan and June were arguing with their backs to the wall. "I told you we shouldn't stop," June snarled at him. "But you dickhead, you weren't even forced to walk in front of us, but for your own bloody sense of im
"We need to check to see if my friend is still in the building.""Why?""Wait a minute, and you'll see."Before they knew it, they were being waved at by someone who said, "Thank goodness, your little train is still running." June uttered the words and walked over to the man, who appeared to be an elderly retired soldier."Nice to see you, young man, and I've received your secret message on my radio, and right now we must move quickly. After ten minutes, the train would depart from the station. I already had a secret compartment set aside for you three, but please don't leave your cabin at any time, okay? I've managed to bring on a dozen lycans. Actually, you're dealing with tourists, so keep your mouth shut and never, ever open your cabin door, okay? Unless, of course, it's me knocking on the door.""Of course, Joe, and thank you for your assistance." June wrapped her arms aroun
Suddenly, June shook his hands, as though he were attempting to dislodge himself from the spell of Ryan's lips. "It was a dirty trick," says June."Oh yeah? According to the person who made me drunk and then attacked me to prove a point. What is it about you that requires everything to be a test? Is it June? Remember when you chose the army over me?" Ryan said with a sigh, "We are done with that nonsense.""Come on, sweetie. Play fair now. Tests enable you to push yourself to new limits, mate," June moved in so quickly that he was standing by the couch one moment and standing right in front of Ryan the next. His punch was deflected by June, who moved more slowly than usual, and Ryan managed to avoid his punch back."It's a bitter past, Ryan! And I already apologized a hundred fucking times, did I?""I don't care! You still hurt me." Ryan added with a bit of a smile on his lips. He knew it drove June
June added, "I think this is going to be good." He murmured to himself as he sat in a nearby chair and rummaged through his backpack."This is the possible trail that we have to follow to reach the peak." "We needed a compass and a certain map to reach the cavern.""What cavern?" Janet asked.June gestured to his own graph and mumbled something under his breath, "There is a cavern at the peak of the mountain, and if I'm not mistaken, then there is a possible entry on the west side." So maybe whatever you've been looking at was inside the cave, right?"Worth a try." Ryan smiles, knowing full well that there was an adventure waiting for them.After two bottles of June's grandmother's wine, Janet was unable to keep her mouth shut. When she told them everything, they laughed at the foolishness of her tale and didn't believe her at first, but after an hour of hearing about the Scroll of Fate, the message behind Ethan's research paper, and her time traveling with Finn, Vergel, and Ethan, th
"No, not at this time." "I believe the trail has been buried beneath the sleet." She sighed as she took up a position beside him."Fuck it. I'm done with it. Does that mean we're stuck here? "I'm not sure whether I should be angry with you or grateful," he said as he turned away from her and back into the chimney fire."What the hell are you talking about?""While you were outside, I needed to go to the bathroom." "I happened to stumble into some sort of attic." Ryan went on to say that, as he stared into the flames, he felt something stab him in the back of the head. There was a ray of hope. Then he went on, "...and then I found this," he mumbled as he handed her a small brown military bag that looked like it had been abandoned."Can you tell me what this is?" "What am I supposed to do with this?" Janet inquired as she purposefully opened the back and began to untangle what was inside."That, Janet, you know. That notebook, of course. Take a look at it right now." He muttered somethi
Human Realm. Present Time With two warm sleeping bags of her own, Janet warmed up beside Ryan. They were lying close enough to the chimney's fire that Ryan could feel the warmth of it lapping at his face as their wet clothing dried on the brick quarters hanging near the vent as Janet added wood to rekindle it. When the storm had passed, Janet had buried the family in the snow a few yards away from the cabin, just in case. By the next day, however, the storm was still raging outside, with the entire bracket of the house trembling under the force of the storm's powerful wind. After his encounter with the father's dead body, which was lying in the living room the day before, Janet's eyes were opened. She couldn't help but wonder. She didn't mean to touch his forehead, but she was not expecting those memories to come crashing down on her like hurricanes. It was both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. Janet had no idea she possessed the ability to read the memories of someo
He nodded.She stroked his shaft with the curled tip of her hand, rubbing back and forth on his glans. "To bring you down before we even started," she snarled, her tongue slithering across his ear, causing him to moan. "Of course, I'd go further... I'd keep going until I thought you couldn't take it anymore, but I'm a kind woman. After all, I asked to have your soul... but let me have fun!"She giggled again before attacking the other side of his neck, causing Darwin to whimper again as his fangs elongated. He wanted to taste her. She pumped him carefully, tightening her grip and almost wringing his rod out. Her leafy scales moved on his naked skin and garments, wrenching and untwisting as she shifted her coils, all over again as he moaned.His body bucked, turning involuntarily against her shackling grip. He feared this would enrage her, but it didn't. It had the opposite impact: it was terrifying and erotic.She liked it. Her veins shifted to enable his reflexive twists to gain some
Darwin murmured. He was getting eager, clenching his thighs together automatically. Alicia hissed sensuously, her rich fragrance only marginally less sensual. "I can smell your blood boiling, I can smell your aroused soul, little vampire, just like what I smelled from the little sorcerer earlier—wanting it, wanting me." "I... I don't..." he began, unsure of what he was saying. He couldn't quite get what she was saying, but her voice was fascinating and alluring. He was in a trance; he understood, but he couldn't get himself away from her. "But don't you wish to enjoy the pleasure no dark creature can provide? What do you have to lose to get a taste of heaven and a replica of the manuscript? If you only accept, you will discover new passions." She slithered closer, her head brushing his hips, her eyes peering up into his. Her body loop softly nudged his back, her head rising in an arc again. Her movements were slow and deliberate, a lovely performance that soothed the senses. Nothi