Nineteen Nora Connolly Stupid, was the first thought that rang through Nora’s mind. Roman had been right. She shouldn’t have gone into the evil wizard’s house. But she so desperately wanted to know what happened to her parents—and what happened to Winter---that she couldn’t not go inside. Her gut had told her that the answers were there. Of course, she’d been yanked inside by an invisible force, and the door was slammed shut. Nora started to pound against it. “Roman!” she called. “Roman!” “Don’t bother,” a cold voice said, “he won’t be able to hear you.” She turned slowly, and looked at the stranger that was speaking to her. He was a tall man, in his early fifties, with salt and pepper hair and a beard. “I wondered how long it would be before you found me, girl.” Nora stared at him. “I don’t know you.” “No,” the old man said, crossing his arms over his chest, “but you should. I’ve been trying to keep you away from that damn werewolf. I won’t have my granddaughter with a w
Twenty Roman Eliot Here is the thing about mates: half of it is magic, half of it is choice. The moon god wants something to happen and so it does. But sometimes, there are mates that even the gods themselves wouldn’t be stupid enough to interfere with. It’s as if the universe senses that if you came between them, they’d destroy the world for each other. So, you don’t mess with either one unless you want the world to end. That was Aion and his mate. When it had happened, it had caused such a stir that the pack had refused to let her in the building even. No matter what Roman’s father or Roman said. That’s because Aion’s mate wasn’t another werewolf, or even a witch. Aion’s mate was a vampire. Lucille West. She’d been around for a few centuries, and had a complicated relationship with monster hunters. That combined with the fact that she was a vampire made her an enemy in the world of Powerists. Lucille would sell you out and then save you in the same day. She was not to be
Twenty-oneNora Connolly Nora stared at Winters face, frozen in stone. “No,” Nora said firmly, with a shake of her head, “no. Why would you do this?” Mordred turned to look at her. “Because,” he replied, “she was trying to hurt you, Nora. She was never your friend. She was there to spy on you.” Nora’s face paled. “Do you know who her mate is?” Mordred raised an eyebrow. “I’ve been following you for quite some time. I wasn’t aware that the girl had a mate.” “Ares,” said Nora, “Ares, of pack Eliot is her mate. So whatever beef you have with werewolves having witches as mates it’s clearly not as uncommon as you think that it is.” Mordred shook his head. “The werewolves fear magic. They don’t like anything that might make them lose control. If they knew anything about witches, they’d know that magical law forbids using magic to take away someone’s will power.” “Magical law?” Nora asked. “When
Twenty-two:Roman Eliot “They should be back by now! It’s almost dawn,” Roman hissed. He was in the living room of his home, waiting with Aion and Ares. Aion sat by the window looking for Lucy and Nora. While Ares sat calmly in one of the chairs nearby, with a book in hand. “Will you relax?” Ares said. “It isn’t as if she’s some boring, human girl. She’s a witch. And she’s being rescued by a centuries old vampire who knows what she’s doing. She’ll be fine.” Roman glared at Ares. “I’m surprised you’re not more concerned. Your mate is missing too.” “I’m fairly certain my mate is a traitorous bitch, based on what Aion told me,” said Ares with a snarl, “she’s been spying on Nora from the sounds of it. I don’t appreciate liars.” “She’s made a mistake,” said Roman, “besides, “we don’t know that it was Winter who was responsible for that Scrying stone.” “We don’t not know that either. I’m not a trusting perso
Twenty-three: Nora Connolly She hadn’t been trapped for very long. But with all of Mordred’s talk about trying to marry her off, she didn’t like the idea of being left alone. She didn’t know who she could trust anymore. What she did know was that Roman was her mate. The future Alpha. And powerful enough to keep anyone at bay that might try and hurt her. That was what Nora needed. She had always run whenever she was in danger before. But for the first time in her life, there was someone to keep her safe. That was important. They managed to carry the statue of Winter into The Stellarum. When they finally got inside, to Roman’s room, the two stood there staring at each other. “Are you okay?” Roman asked. “I’m sorry. I never should have taken you there.” Nora sighed. “I’m fine. I just…you know for a second, when Mordred said that he was my grandfather, I thought maybe I could actually have a family again. But he showed his true colors quickly and I knew that there was no point
Twenty-fourRoman Eliot“What did you do to her?” Aion asked when Nora had left.Roman furrowed his brows together. “What are you talking about?”“I’m talking about Nora,” he said, “she looked very bothered about something. And by that, I mean hot and bothered.”Roman growled. “Never use the phrase ‘hot and bothered’ in reference to my Luna. Alright?”Aion chuckled. “Fine, only making an observation.”He smirked. “I didn’t do anything to her. Only, I let her make the choice about whether or not we were going to have sex. And then she got very flustered and left.”Aion smirked. “You’re evil.”He shrugged. “I’m only doing what a mature, responsible young man should do before having sexual relations. Asking for consent.”“You’re still evil,” Aion said.Roman then noticed bite marks on Aion’s neck. He raised an eyebrow. “Did Lucy stay? You know she’s always welcome here.”Aion rolled his eyes. “No, she’s not welcome here. The rest of the pack have made that very clear by the several times
Twenty-five Nora Connolly What was she doing? Why was she there? She shouldn’t have turned around. Only, if she were completely honest, she couldn’t remember her way back to her own room. Because all she had been able to think about was Roman. Roman, and how he was being an impossible gentleman, and how she didn’t want him to be anything but that. She wanted him to…. “Woah there!” she had run into something hard, and firm. Nora blushed, and looked up to see Aion standing in front of her. “Oh. Hi. Um, I was just….” “I know what you were just.” Aion chuckled. “It’s about time.” She sighed. “You know mates aren’t a normal gage for a relationship timeline. Most people---” “Have fun.” Aion brushed passed her. And when he was gone, Nora was left to stand by the door. After a moment, she raised her fist to knock on the door. But before she even could, the door had opened, and there was Roman. He looked at her hungrily. “I could hear your heartbeat down the hall.” Nora blushe
Twenty-sixRoman Eliot She tasted better than he imagined. He had to lick her pussy first. He’d been dreaming about it since he had found her on the subway. And while his tongue was in between her folds, he could feel Nora shivering beneath him. When he thought he had tasted her enough (there would never be enough) he took his head out from in between her legs then stuck a finger inside her. “Oh Nora,” he said, “Princess, I like how wet you feel for me. You’re dripping.” He rubbed in between her folds and he could feel her shivering underneath him. He took his finger out, and he licked the white cum off of his fingers. He had to admit when Nora had told him that she had had other boyfriends before him. But it didn’t matter. When he fucked her, he would make sure that she forgot all about anyone else. Roman trailed kisses down her stomach, then held onto her hands tightly. “I’m going to fuck you now, Nora. I’m going to make it so that you