"Alaris!" The name cut sharply through her lips, as she jerked forward on her bed, her chest rasing and falling in the fear of an imminent danger that still crossed through her veins. Belladonna was quick to throw the blanket aside, and jump out of bed, looking around wearily to see if this was just yet against another illusion or if she had truly woken up. The room looked pretty normal but the Bride Thief was an expert at his illusions. The little things. She had to look for the little things. Her feet were quick, almost like she was flying, as she moved around to search for the little details of her room she was certain he wouldn't possibly he paying attention to when forming up this place. Her table was still how she had left it, there were still a couple of locked doors before her bathroom and the decor was still largely red, including the curtains. Yes, the curtains! She had to check for daylight. The pain that shot into her head as she pulled the curtains aside, for
Her slender hands patted her partly bare back but Belladonna remained stiff in her overpowering, calming embrace.Was this still an illusion?The door pushed open but with her face being buried into Lady Kestra's shoulder, she couldn't see anything. Belladonna wondered if the person stepping out was a bride and she struggled out of the embrace, pulling away only to see that it was Collin, leading Raquel out of the room.Was this still a dream?Why were there so many strange things happening? There was an unusual aura she could sense in the air though, it felt suspiciously calming. Too calming."Raquel." Her voice was breathy as she called out for her. Her legs taking stumbling desperate steps to quickly reach for the only person that felt a little close to home in this whole situation."You were screaming." Her hands reached out for her but hung in the air, then dropped to her sides, because of Collin who stood partly in the way with his back abruptly turned to her.Why was he doing
The grip around her wrist couldn't have loosened faster. Eli was a quite a distance away from them, down the hallway, his eyes brewing with rage the closer he got. Belladonna let out a shaky breath of relief as her gaze landed on him. Her Eli."Eli." She whispered underneath her breath while she pushed forward on her wobbly legs, that were getting weaker by the second. She didn't have to walk too far though, he was right by her side in a flashing, taking his cloak from his shoulders and wrapping it around her. It was as smooth as he had planned it though because for some reasons, she was trying to check him, as if to ensure that he was alright. It made him wonder if she knew where he had been. Even if she did, why would she think that he had been injured. His guards were the ones that had inflicted the pain and the traitors he had confronted were in the dungeon right now, only a floor away from Pamela. By the time he would question them again, they would have no choice but to spea
Belladonna woke up the next morning, feeling absolutely refreshed and her mind a blank slate. That might just be the most peaceful sleep she had ever had since she got to the Castle.Her face beamed with a smile, while she stretched and watched the red glow that slighty emitted from the curtains a few distance away. The sun was up already?!By Ignas, she had overslept. With swiftness, she pushed the blanket aside and jumped out of bed. Her head felt a little lightweight though and she almost swayed on her feet. Her hand came over her forehead, as she steadied herself, her smile slowly dwindling when she remembered why she had fallen asleep in the first place.She had wanted to help Eli find out more about the Bride Thief, then tell him the things she found out afterwards. It was strange that she hadn't dreamt about him at all, despite her determination. She wanted to keep on thinking about it but somehow, the importance of dwelling on that thought felt lacking, so she gave up on it
"Good morning, My Lady!" The tallest of them said, bowing her head lightly while the rest followed suit. "My Lady.""My Lady."Belladonna looked at the three ladies through narrowed eyes, they all seemed like her age mates. The tallest one had brown short wavy hair, equally warm brown eyes and a large, round birthmark that took up most part of her left cheek. Unlike someone that Belladonna couldn't remember at that moment, the lady didn't seem shy of it at all. Nice. The other was slightly the same height as Belladonna, she might be a little shorter or taller than she was though. The lady had a clean shaven head that Belladonna might catch her reflection on if she looked long enough, and an uneven set of teeth that seem to be chasing themselves around her mouth, her smile was just as friendly as the first one, her eyes even more stunning with the flecks of gold in it. The third one was quite plump and short, not by a long range though. Her hair was made into an all back cornrow an
With no more use for the bowl of water, Belladonna had to go back and return it. It was swift but coming back to the room didn't come with as much ease. Somehow, along the way, her steps had become clumsy, her sight a little blurry and the fogginess returning toback to her brain. She felt a great need to rest her weight upon something so she wouldn't fall, laughter bubbled from within her and chuckled for no reason, as it increasingly felt like the floor was playing jokes on her with it's unsteady movements.It was slight though, nothing she couldn't handle, at least now that she was in her bed and well fed, she might just sleep it off and get better when she wakes up.Before she could lay in bed though, there was knock, one that came in rapid succession. Why were there so many knockings this morning? She didn't remember always having so many knockings by this time. Eventually, she got the door and the person on the other side turned out to be..."Isn't that my masked lover?" Her sm
He wondered if this was on purpose or her mind had truly blurred out by how dangerous this position was. Despite his instinct to bring his hands to her waist, he kept them curled into fists and burried into the bed."Donna." The tip of her nose nuzzled against his scales as she sniffed them in. He shut his eyes momentary trying to recollect himself from the struggle he had within him. The blossoming need, the igniting desire. No. He must remain the logical one here."Donna, you have to stop---ah"The sharp yanking of his hair backward stopped his words to a scratching halt, a groan that almost sounded like a moan slipping past his lips as something jolted in him.He gulped, staring up at her with brown eyes that glinted with shock and surprise, his breath shaky with the lust that shot through his veins, straining with promising scandal against every restraint he was desperately trying to put forward. What was she doing to him? The electric blue orbs that gazed down at him did not
Eli spring up halfway but Belladonna clung to him, her nails scratching against his back, digging into his flesh and drawing blood, her breath harsh against his ear, her chest raising and falling beneath him, her eyes partly closed and filled with lust. She had no control of herself.He had thought that her emotions had been merely heightened but the theory that they might have completely taken control over her was something that didn't cross his mind. Despite how much his own desire stood in the way, he knew he had to put a stop to this right now. His hands move to hers to pull them away from him, but her lips connected with his neck, savoring his flesh, sucking his skin and leaving a hickey behind to evident her brutality. He groaned, panting, feeling his bulge strain against his pants, as she pressed herself further against him. His fists that were resting at either sides of her, on the bed, buckled at the feeling that surged through him, making them fall back into the bed, but