“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?&
“Are you okay?!” I gasp as I wipe my tears off my face. Lifting my body off King Harvey slightly, I examine him. His masculine face is drawn and pale, he is sweating lightly. A distant look shines in his silver eyes. In a blink, they revert to brown when he cups my face.“Elena.” King Harvey rumbles as he runs his hand through my hair. “You are well.”He exhales heavily, pure relief washing over his body as his muscles relax.“Are you hurt?!” My hands dig into his chest and feel for a wound. Nothing. Gently, I skim his stomach and he scowls at me.“Will be better soon,” King Harvey grunts then lifts me to stand and follows. Guiding me to the tree outside to show me what I did, he takes my hand lovingly and presses a kiss to it.It was not something I pictured in my head when I did it, I just felt pure rage.“You need to rest.” I say, his taking forearm in both my hands.
The next morning after breakfast, King Harvey glances at me from above the notepad he is still studying.“I certainly would enjoy it if we had access to some items used to make practice shields, Elena. Yet, if we return to the kingdom now, it would be a mess. Rumors would fly that we cut our honeymoon short, as if we are not blissfully wed. Are we?”I laugh at his question. “I love you, King Harvey.”“Are you happy to be with me, Elena?” King Harvey asks gravely. “I must know.”“Do you believe I am not happy to be with you, King Harvey?”“As much as I love you, Elena, I cannot read your mind.” King Harvey replies sternly, yet the gentleness in his eyes proves he is worried under the surface.“You are being vulnerable with me, King Harvey.”“Are you?” King Harvey presses.“Yes, I am.”King Harvey breathes a deep sig
Sleep doesn’t come to me easy tonight. King Harvey and I had a lovely walk back to the cottage, and the wolf pup just slept in my arms. Now, he is in a small cocoon made of King Harvey’s cloak at the foot of our bed. He snores softly, occasionally whining and kicking in his sleep.He is fine.My heart rattles in my chest uncomfortably however, like a car unable to start. Beat after beat then a faltering rattle.“Something feels wrong…” I whisper, sitting up in bed.King Harvey sleeps to my left, shirtless and with a face of peace. Slipping out of bed, I tuck King Harvey in with our velvet black blanket. Moving to his side of the bed, I position myself to hover over him and run my fingertips through his soft brown hair.A smile spreads across his face in his sleep and my heart melts.“My husband, I love you.” I whisper to him, leaning down to press my lips to his ear.King Harvey shifts in his
It was a restless night for me, I slept lightly holding King Harvey to my chest in pure paranoia. I am grateful when morning breaks and King Harvey naturally stirs awake in my grasp with a knowing grin.“Forgive me, Elena.” King Harvey rasps, his voice worn over in sleep.“I understand, my love. Please rest more, you seem exhausted.”“Have you rest?”“No, I am too worried about you.”“Then rest now, Elena.” King Harvey holds me to his chest, and I fall into a fulfilling sleep in his arms.Waking up at noon is not my plan, but I do. King Harvey is dozing lightly beside me, and I kiss his cheek, so he awakes.“Are you feeling any better, King Harvey?”“I am rather tired, Elena, I am sorry.”“Doesn’t resting help you heal?”“Yes, Elena.” King Harvey nods. “But that is more for physical wounds.&rdquo
Two days of peace pass for King Harvey and me, and we are both grateful. As our day shifts to midday, King Harvey carves into a small honey-baked ham he made for us. Now, I watch my husband slice easily into the meat, smiling at the scent.“Had that wolf pup not been a traitor it would have been eating well.”“Thank you for protecting me, King Harvey.” I whisper squeezing his bicep lovingly. Slipping to stand behind him, I rest my head on his shoulder and watch as he continues to carve our ham. He turns to kiss me on the cheek quickly, then sighs.“I feel like a fool still for allowing that little animal to trick me.”“Perhaps, they knew that you are kind and wouldn’t hurt an innocent animal. Your kindness overshadows you… do you think the North Kingdom thinks our marriage is… I don’t know a charity?”“They are fools to believe so, Elena, but yes. I do not think that ho
King Harvey keeps his hand steady on my back as we walk through the castle, well, our castle from the undercroft. This basement of the castle takes us to where King Harvey hides his money. The stone walls that surround us are lit by a soft orange fire that naturally illuminates the way as we step.“Elena, watch closely, my dear.” King Harvey opens his palm and shows it to the wall in front of us. A soft red flame emits from the center of his hand, and a red door appears before us.“Security?”“Yes. Our children will have a slight incentive to learn our shard abilities, Elena.”“You picture them stealing?”King Harvey laughs. “All do when they are young, and if they earn it by using this flame, is it stealing?”I nod as he opens the round red door. We step into a tower-like room, overflowing the gold coins. They hang from the ceiling in collective strands, and gems litter the floor in all shapes and color.“King Harvey, where did you get all of this?”My head spins at the idea of colle
“Elena, I am in desperate need of a distraction. Would you like to join me as I make your shield?”“Yes, King Harvey.”King Harvey takes me to the entrance of the same room that he got burned in. When I pause at the front door, King Harvey steps in front of me and offers his hand to me.“Elena. I will be careful. I promise you.”“Please, King Harvey.” I urge as I take his hand and walk in beside him.King Harvey pulls out the stone we found the wolf pup resting on under a table tucked in the corner.He pulls out the sketch he drew for me and studies it.“Do you still like this style, Elena? The massive oval with the spikes all around the perimeter?”His finger traces the drawing of the shield and I nod.“I like it, King Harvey.”“Very well.”King Harvey starts the fire for the lava pot with one small flame from his palm. He steps back quickly when the pot of lava begins to boil and bubble.Doris steps in when she smells the lava boiling. “King Harvey, be careful. You do not want to ha
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