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-Anastasia- Ronan was still mad. Even after that crazy intense mating and marking, he was still very fucking furious, and I didn’t blame him. I had betrayed him, and I had gone behind his back. Shit… he looked just… so disappointed in me, and even after coming harder than I believed any of us had come before, I could feel that glowing anger going through him. Now that we were connected through his mark, I could really feel it. Like a burning fire going around under my skin. “Shit… Roman…” I said, because the anger almost hurt me. “I need more,” he whispered in my ear. He pulled out and turned me around. He pulled me up, so I balanced on the back of the couch and then he was inside of me again, not taking it slow even if we had already gone hard the first round. Roman just held tightly onto me and the couch as he moved his hips, going deep and hard into me. “Fuck!” he groaned in my ear. “You have no idea how fucking angry I am, and so fucking hungry.” I leaned my head back and moa
*Warning: Another flashback, can be hard to read for sensitive readers* -Anastasia- “Take her!” I was being handed over to smaller arms, but I still felt their power. It was all very chaotic, and dark. I couldn’t figure out what had happened. One moment we were laughing, and I was running around with the other kids. My brother was standing not far away, joking with his friends. He was so happy. We were all so happy, but it wasn’t long before screams filled the air. I stood frozen in my place as I watched a lycan attack my brother and tear him to pieces. My father roared loudly, going for Dean, hoping to save him, but there was nothing to do. His blood spread over the grass, almost leading a way to me. The lycan had looked up seeing me, but my father had been faster, shooting it in the face, and then running to me, picking me up. “Tif!” My mother came running, and my father handed me over to her. “Run! Just run!” “But…” My father silenced her with a kiss, and then took off befor
-Anastasia- “You actually made this?” Roman looked at me shocked, as he tasted the food I had made him. I chuckled. I had gotten up earlier than him today and had decided to make him some breakfast. After everything at the party, despite saying he forgave me, I felt the distance between us, and I knew it was time we fixed that. We hadn’t spoken much, and Roman had barely touched me. I knew he was still just dealing a little with my betrayal and I wanted to give him time, but I missed his touch and I missed us talking. So, after making breakfast, I had gone to wake him up with a few kisses. He had enjoyed that, and I told him to come down and eat. We were in the kitchen, so no one could really disturb us except the ones working there. “I did,” I told him. “I am not a horrible cook, in fact.” I took a bite of my food and smiled at him, and he smiled at me. I could feel through the bond how much he appreciated this. Sometimes it was the small things that mattered more than the grand o
-Roman- Ana came into my office one morning, now with a smile on her lips. She always woke up with a smile now, and I would very much like to take a lot of credit for that. I believed I was the reason why she was smiling so much. After everything, it seemed she might finally be letting go a little. At least of her anger and hatred, and I had let go of mine. I wasn’t watching her every night now. I was confident she was right beside me and every morning I woke up and found her right there beside me. “Hey,” she said. “Hey.” She walked over to me, and I pulled her down on my lap. She giggled happily and kissed my lips. It felt like heaven. It was really all love and rainbows at the moment. “What are you working on?” she asked. “Thinking.” “Thinking?” “Well, I am trying to find out how we will find some proof so we can put away the lycans who hurt your family.” “I’m guessing a single witness isn’t really enough,” she whispered. I shook my head. “Plus, you were a child, experienc
-Roman- I guided Ana into a faster pace, and I could see the pleasure that swirled around inside of her on her face. Fuck, she looked so good like that. Almost all ruined and so caught up in the pleasure she really didn’t care that I was on the fucking phone at the same time as she was riding me. She placed a hand over her mouth as she began shaking and coming all over me, and I did my best not to groan. “Am I ruining the honeymoon?” “Something like that,” I got out between gritted teeth. My cousin had called. He didn’t let anyone really ignore him. He could be a pain in the ass when he wanted to get into contact with you. Shane laughed though, as he probably was starting to figure out I wasn’t so focused on the conversation, but on my mate riding me. I made sure she continued to move as she came and shook. She just looked so fucking good, that was all I could say. “I’m back.” “Good for you. Don’t fucking call me again,” I said. He just laughed again, not minding he was ruining
-Anastasia- I was excited to really meet the only real relative Roman had. I had dressed up, put myself in a nice black dress with long sleeves, and I had put on some makeup. I let my hair stay down, and I put on some heels. I wasn’t sure if I was doing too much, but I wanted to leave a good impression. Shane was very important to Roman, that I knew. I had gotten ready early though, and went downstairs to get some lunch, when the doorbell suddenly rang. I looked at the door, confused. I didn’t believe his cousin would arrive yet. It was pouring down outside. The doorbell rang again, and I shrugged, going over to the door, and then as soon as I opened it, Daphne stormed inside. “Eh… come in?” “Ah shit, I got caught in the stupid storm!” she said and shrugged off her jacket before she hung it up. I looked at her, confused. “And welcome, please make yourself at home,” I told her jokingly. She turned to me, almost looking a bit apologetic. “Sorry, I really just had to get out of my
-Roman- “I’m sorry… what?” I asked, as Daphne sat in front of me and Helena. “I…” Daphne looked away, looking almost a bit embarrassed. “Engaged?” I asked, shocked. Daphne couldn’t look me in the eye, and I understood why. How could she keep this from me? I knew she needed time away and to just focus on herself after everything, but not telling me she was engaged, I felt was over the top! We were still best friends. I wanted her to be able to tell me these sorts of things, but no, she had kept quiet, and now she couldn’t look me in the eye. “I… thought it made sense,” she explained. “To get engaged to someone you have never met?” I asked her. “Well, I almost married someone who I knew wouldn’t love me!” I looked at her, shocked, and Daphne quickly looked away again, looking guilty. “Sorry… It’s not… we are past that.” “Or are we?” I asked. Ana looked between us, worried, and I was not sure what she was thinking at that moment, but I could understand if it was all a bit shoc
-Anastasia- Roman still had some work to do, so after he had eaten with us, he went and continued with that. I stayed with Daphne and we talked a little about everything. She told me about her family and what other friends she had. No one was real except Roman. The rest were really for the looks of it. They used each other. Daphne hated the role she had to play, but she didn’t have much choice. She came from a very traditional and powerful family, and playing those games was part of her role. She had to seem proper and perfect. I was glad I didn’t have the same expectations put on me. My family didn’t care much about being proper and perfect. It was about feeling good about yourself and enjoy life. I told Daphne that. “Maybe we should switch families,” she suggested. “Oh, Goddess no! You’re not getting mine!” She and I chuckled, and we smiled at each other. I had not had many friends, but it already felt like Daphne and I were finding a friend in each other. “How is it going betwe