“I trust you, King Harvey, please.” I urge, watching as his eyes melt for a moment, but solidify with complete hunger as I am lifting slightly and purposefully press my chest into his.
Like our close call that one night, King Harvey’s hands land on my thighs and he presses me down, his eyes greedily feast on the sight of me, and I find myself panting. I grit my teeth to not yell at him to continue.
There is a slight stinging at my neck, but that is the least of my worries.
King Harvey’s hands squeeze my thighs, which is new for us both. It seems to do something for him, and his breathing slows to a low pant. His ears are now sharper. He raises his head and to my surprise lets out a soft howl, now opening his mouth and bending to lick my mating mark.
The stinging dies but my heart feels as if it will explode. Naturally, I dig my hands through his brown hair and force him to bury his face in my neck.
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“Elena.” King Harvey breathes as he places me down on a white queen-sized bed.“Can I call you Harvey now?”King Harvey chuckles lowly. “Elena, my mate, you moaned it plenty moments ago.”“Do not remind me. It wasn’t that good.” I tease, managing to open my eyes and catch his brimming grin.“Liar, Elena.” King Harvey moves to lie in bed beside me and pulls me, so I rest on his chest. I keep my eyes shut, completely relaxed.It is an innocent way to say thank you, but he melts in my grasp, slipping to lay his head on my chest as he lies down.I run my hand up and down his back and he relaxes further, I feel all his muscles give way at once.King Harvey rests his right cheek on my chest and looks up at me, making it so I can see the long claw marks that scar his handsome face diagonally. They are jagged scratches from his mother, and his skin is tender and bruised. Light
“I understand, King Harvey. Can we sleep now?” I ask as I lie back down.King Harvey checks the candle he has taken out of my hand and blows it out. He lays down beside me, then pulls me into his chest.The overwhelming feeling of love and protection relaxes me instantly.“I love you, Elena. Goodnight.”“I love you, King Harvey. Goodnight.”I am off to sleep in maybe five minutes.The dream I have is weightless but peaceful.I awoke to sudden feral shouting.“Harvey!! Harvey!!!” His mother howls as she pounds on the front door.Sitting straight up in bed, I am shoved down by King Harvey instantly.“Down, Elena.” King Harvey commands as he removes his hand from my chest. He motions for me to lie down, and I do, looking him in the eyes for some kind of explanation. He presses his finger to his lips and moves to the front door,
“King Harvey, my forcefield I created hours ago was kind of a forward forcefield, is that normal?”“Yes, Elena. It was one to push away an intruder. It is the equivalent of slamming an enemy back with the shield to gain way to raise your sword.”King Harvey sits across from me at the small white table that he got from us and is busy creating small finger sandwiches for us. He is very invested, making sure all the cuts of meat are good parts.“King Harvey…” I start as I lean over the table to grab his hand. “I don’t mind about the food.”“Tradition demands you get the best cut, always. Even before our kin.”I freeze. My husband’s senses are stronger than mine.“Am I pregnant?”“No, Elena.” King Harvey replies somberly. “At least, not yet. I would feel pure disrespect to not feed you properly, so.” King Harvey aligns five s
A few minutes after our encounter with the werewolf workers, King Harvey stands with our bags bundled on his back and me in his arms as normal.“King Harvey, why are we leaving?”“Well, my mate.” King Harvey’s warm voice soothes me. “It is best we spend our honeymoon alone. Unfortunately, after your successful shield, they have gotten to talking. We do not wish for an audience, do we? These werewolves will want to ask me many questions about you and this information of you and I should not spill out.”“No, King Harvey, of course not.”“Many to fight if they walk in on us…” King Harvey mutters as he readjusts me in his arms, to hold me tighter to his chest.I see his silver eyes and I know his protective nature is starting to overtake him.“You are an excellent protector, King Harvey. That is an excellent hallmark of a fantastic husband, thank you.”Ki
King Harvey runs his hand through my hair soothingly. “Do you feel better, Elena?”King Harvey has returned from a brief phone call to buy this cottage we are in. It was nothing more than a two-minute talk, but he still took it outside, and I think that was to give me a moment to regain myself.“I am sorry I cried, King Harvey. I have never had a home…”King Harvey smiles. “The kingdom is yours as much as mine, Elena. Yet, I suppose this cottage is less daunting?”“Yes, homier, King Harvey.”King Harvey nods in deep thought. “Perhaps we can have a small home near the castle as well, if it brings you comfort. I care not where we live, as long as we live together.”“That would be very kind, yet rather excessive?”“Excessive? You are mate to a king, Elena.”“Yes, but how many live without homes?”King Harvey takes a seat b
Between the intruder and the mention of his mother, my palms begin to twitch and ache. Both my palms splay forward.A red shockwave, a perfect oval the size of the door flies out of my hands, and I watch as the intruder goes flying back into the tree that is in front of our cottage.“How excellent, Elena!” King Harvey praises me with a wide grin and a twirling hug.Looking down at my warm trembling hands, I gasp. Is this the power I hold in me? This is my awakened luna power?My power keeps us up all night. King Harvey puts us to bed at four in the morning and before I know it, it is noon.Right now, I stare at the clock in front of me. I have never slept in this late. King Harvey remains snoring softly beside me, with his arm draped around my waist. His sleeping face is always so smooth and peaceful. He looks as if he was carved out of stone with his high cheekbones, strong, masculine square jaw, and powerful presence.Even in h
“S-s-show you?!” I exclaim.King Harvey’s mother takes no time to start wildly swiping at King Harvey, a high left swipe that makes him duck, but he takes a long downward slice at the left side of his chest to protect me.That is why he didn’t step away from it.Me.My right-hand burns with the heat of a wildfire and thrusts outward. My eyes focus on King Harvey’s sword, and it flies out his scabbard. The sword lands squarely into King Harvey’s mother’s hand she has slashed at my husband with.As King Harvey pants in front of me, his mother glares at me from the side. She falls back with a harsh gasp and screams when she rips the sword from her hand. After one final glare, she runs away.“Elena, you do not need to tend to me!” King Harvey exhales as I run a hot towel down the long scratches his mother left on the left side of his chest. They bleed lightly, but I know by having him rest he
“Elena.” King Harvey helps me sit up and rests my head on his shoulder. “I am sorry to frighten you.”“You are formidable.” I say feeling weak.I can’t imagine the extent of his power, or mine, for that fact.-“Elena, you have been quiet.” King Harvey tosses over his shoulder as he stirs the pot in our kitchen. He is making us a healing soup because we both need rest.“Your power made it impossible to breathe, King Harvey. I felt the skin would fly off my bones. How do you contain it?”“I would die if I constantly was in my werewolf form, exhaustion, Elena.”“Really?”“Yes, Elena.” King Harvey replies patiently. “I am a living creature, despite my powers.”The icicles hanging off his words stun me. Did I misstep?“I never thought of exhaustion killing a werewolf, King Harvey. Are you mad at me?&
A few months have passed since the planning of our orphanage. I have named it Hilda’s Home, after my mother. I have placed a portrait of her that Harvey painted for me for our first wedding anniversary at the front door, and this is my home as much as it is the children that reside here.Emily splits her time working with me, between being a mother to her two boys and working at the orphanage as a doctor. Beta Tom works as her assistant and bodyguard. Harvey and I do our best to split our duties evenly, but he is here as often as I am.As long as phone is available, he can do his kingly duties here as well.The King of the North died in disgrace four and a half years ago, succumbing to his illness and the wound sustained from Harvey and me. No one attended his funeral, not even his wife. The people he left next in line have no issue with us, or us with them, so it has been a peaceful life.“Luna Queenie?” I hear a small little girl ask as she looks up at me.She is about three, named
The King of the North has not made a sound for months after his attack and we are all grateful. King Harvey remains at my side, loyal as always, but more silent. “Elena.” King Harvey starts as I look over the blueprint for an a new building. Should it be a school, a hospital? A shelter from wars and storms? In these past months, Emily has married Beta Tom and swiftly got pregnant. I am still waiting for my symptoms of pregnancy. There are none. I think I know what he wants to tell me. “Harvey… I am not with child.” “No, Elena. Not yet.” King Harvey bows his head and turns away to face the window. When I see tears roll down his face, I leap at him, holding him tightly to my chest. His hand dig into my back desperately. “Why a false positive?” I ask, trying not to weep openly. Tears roll down my face too. “Your luna abilities are so strong, Elena. It seemed and smelled like you were, and I believed it, until now. Doris pointed out that you would be showing by now, for sure…” K
It has been a couple of weeks since King Harvey told me I was pregnant. I feel better, but my luna powers are starting to light my hands when I am asleep. No one knows what it means. Emily is all over me, asking if I am having nightmares or pain. There is nothing bothering me physically. Emotionally, I am very stressed by the thought of being a mother. I am just worried.Nervous, very, very nervous.“King Harvey.” I call for my husband in the dark, wondering where he is. His side of the bed is empty.The front door cracks open slowly, and an orange light bathes my husband from behind. King Harvey shuts the light behind him and walks back to bed silently. He presses a napkin in my hand, and this is when I feel two pieces of toast with butter in my hand.I can’t help but laugh out loud at the innocence of his act.“You were saying you were hungry in your sleep, Elena.” King Harvey says between crunches of his own toast. “Would you rather have a sandwich?”“Thank you, King Harvey. You ar
Two weeks pass by as I train harder. I can create a shield with no effort, but I can’t hold it for very long. That will come with time. I have had to pause my training because I have been feeling weak these past few days. I know I am running a fever. King Harvey checked my temperature and Emily checked me. I wonder where I got it from. Opening my eyes aches the rest of my body, I have been in and out of sleep for the past hour. “Elena.” King Harvey whispers to me at my right side of the bed. I see him kneeling at my side and I try to sit up. When I groan, he pops up and slips to his side of the bed and helps me sit up, wrapping a warm arm around my shoulders. “Are you well, Elena?” King Harvey asks as he readjusts so I can rest my head on a pillow he props behind my head and against the headboard. “I feel very weak.” I say to the best of my ability. It hurts to speak. King Harvey says nothing as he lights his hand with a soft red flame, he places the healing flame on my forehea
King Harvey cradles me lovingly to his chest in our bed, and winces when his knuckles brush my face. “Ow,” he grimaces. “That stupid ice shield! I had no idea he would do that!” “How did you break it anyway?” I ask, lifting my hand to press it above his and heal his wounds lightly. I can handle scrapes and that is about it. King Harvey smiles down at me. “I am so thankful you are my mate… and naked.” “King Harvey.” I address my husband firmly. “How did you break the barrier?” “Force.” “Ah, so I can’t do that.” King Harvey understands my question and his brown eyes widen. “Oh, you believe it was werewolf abilities?” “Yes.” “No, it was my strength. But with your luna abilities I am sure you can highlight your hands and fight. Not that I want you in any form of close combat, Elena.” King Harvey takes my hands and kisses them sweetly, then presses a kiss to my cheek. “I am so glad you were not harmed.” “You wanted to kill him…” “What husband in love wouldn’t?” King Harvey voil
King Harvey quietly takes a seat beside me in his office as I stare at the treaty I am writing up. I have been sitting with it all day, oscillating between feeling as if my words will fall on deaf ears, and pure joy that humans will finally have a voice. Will both sides listen to me? King Harvey interlocks his fingers with mine. “Elena, you are doing wonderful. Please, do not stress.” “What if they do not listen?” King Harvey tilts his head to the side. “Plenty will not, but once it is law, they have no choice but to follow. Many will, and those that don’t will be punished. It is nothing new, Elena.” “Yes, I know laws are important, but if there is a massive push…” My husband brushes the hair out of my face with a gentle and steady hand. “They will not defy me.” “King Harvey!” Beta Tom exclaims as he runs through the double doors. “The King of the North is here to see you!” Automatically, Beta Tom turns to the left and bows as the King of the North and his wife walk into our o
Awakening from a long passionate night with my husband to Emily laughing loudly outside my front door makes me smile. Slowly, I sit up and feel King Harvey’s warm hand on my lower stomach. “Sleep, my mate.” King Harvey’s voice is still worn with sleep. His lower register makes me shiver, but when Emily continues, I want to throw open the door. “Stay in bed, King Harvey. I need to see why she is happy.” King Harvey chuckles. “You believe she will not tell you?” “Yes, she will… you are correct, it is best we rest.” My eyes drift shut again when King Harvey holds me close. By midafternoon, King Harvey and I are awake and are strolling around the exterior of the castle. King Harvey tells me about the trees and how he used to climb them as a child, with a sweet smile on his face. I wonder what our future will hold for us. “Harvey.” King Harvey’s mother calls from behind us. Instantly, King Harvey sheathes his sword again and we turn to his mother. “Hello.” We both greet his mother
Three days pass of more planning for Emily’s wedding as King Harvey trains the betas. King Harvey has final test for the betas, and then after, he would like me to ask the betas what they think of me.I have spent the whole morning fretting, my hands lightly shaking as I hope I can go through five betas with full power and get real answers for King Harvey. My ability to be a lie detector also helps the kingdom. I need to master this.I need to, for my sake too, to stay safe.All morning I have heard King Harvey battling the betas in hand-to-hand combat, to test their strength and endurance. The sounds make my heart rattle, they are ferocious warriors. I wish I could go hand to hand with a werewolf. It seems less terrifying than my luna powers failing me here and me looking like a fool, holding hands with a werewolf beta that is certainly not my dear husband.“Elena.” King Harvey appears at my doorway and smiles, shirtless and sweaty.“Are you hungry?” I question, rushing to him and ta
“You are free to marry Emily, Beta Tom, after you get your work squared away. I can do without you for about two weeks.” King Harvey says as he flips through a thick book of wedding cake recipes. “Thank you, King Harvey.” Beta Tom bows slightly as he flips through the same wedding book I did. Emily is sitting beside me on a red velvet sofa as we look for wedding dresses for her. Emily is a simple woman and wishes to marry as I did. In the church first, then a mating ceremony. The only difference is that only King Harvey and I will be at her mating ceremony to make sure it happens. It doesn’t have to be every royal werewolf and I am glad for that. “Remember Mom’s wedding dress? Those lace sleeves and helm? I want that.” Emily says as she keeps flipping through the book. “That will be very beautiful. And lingerie?” I purposely ask and look at Beta Tom, who turns as red as the couch we are sitting on. Good, that means he has some morals about him. King Harvey flashes me a fang-fill