Regardless of my lack of recollections of our time together, and our incessant quarrelling since we reunited, I could somewhat tell how much Dane cares for me. it was in the way he looks at me even when he is angry with me it was still there in the depth of his eyes. So then I knew if the food was left untouched, he would be back. I refused to eat the food he asked the maids to bring up to the room and turned them back as soon as they brought it. Yes, I was hungry, but would have preferred very much if he had stayed to eat with me. Hoping I was right in my deduction, I stood by the window and waited. Soon enough, I heard his angry huff and I could hear him coming up the stairs. My heart skipped a beat and thudded rapidly as the door was pushed open. I felt his presence to my very core. It was surreal. I closed my eyes and inhaled his manly scent. And for some reason tears filled my eyes. I could only imagine how intense whatever we might have shared must have been and I wished to rem
He reached for the neckline of my dress with one hand and tore it off of me. "Oh lord," I whispered at the violent passion in his exotic eyes. Running urgent hands over my body, his massive chest heaved. His breathing was loud and laboured. He slowly lowered to his knees and placed me on the bed, smoothing my hair away from my face as he gazed longingly into my eyes with a dark hungry gaze. "For all the years you were there on earth, I stayed away from you to keep you safe. I had to think about you… I had to put you first. " "And all those years I burn for you, Dane!" I cried, knowing he was doing it again, trying to talk himself into not touching me. "Saraya… I don't want to lose you again damn it!" he growled. "You will not lose me. You said it yourself. It is happening differently this time, Dane. Please make me yours!" "Saraya… " he growled. "You have made me wait for you all this time. Take me now, Dane!!" I urged in tears. "You think that I am mad at you now. If
I felt a tad bad when Dane made the kitchen maids bring back our food. They set the bowls and plates on the side corner of the room on a Persian rug surrounded by low-height bean bags. The setting reminded me of the Arabian princes' camping set-up in movies. It was cosy, exotic, and beautiful. Dane had gone inside the bathroom to clean up and came back wearing coffee brown striped baggie shorts. I found I loved the colour of him. It was shades darker than his tan skin and seemed to blend quite well with his exotic features. He left his long hair loose and it fell in straight waves down his broad shoulders and to his waist. I swallowed when our eyes met. "Eat," he said simply with a gentle tug at the corners of his lips. "I was waiting for you," I replied. My voice sounded low and sultry. He reached out his left hand in my direction and I rose from the bed to take his hand. My skin tingled as he enclosed my hand in his and interlaced our fingers. I could have sworn he shivered
I woke up to the gentle feel of Dane’s arms around me, we were both on the bed, spooning tightly with his body enclaving mine. A contented feeling filled my very soul. Gone were the lingering doubts of my sanity that I often woke up to. No crazy dreams, no unfilled sexual needs. And when he shifted with his large hands moving to cup my breasts, I breathed through parted lips and my eyes went shut. His thumbs stroked my nipples and I felt him bury his face in the corner of my neck. He caressed my skin with his lips and moaned deep in his throat when I moved and my behind rubbed against his now-hardened cock. I felt him gently part my legs with one knee just as one of his hands moved to press against my lower abdomen. Caressing my stomach with his rough, open palm, he pressed gently, causing me to curve into his arms even more with my ass pushed back, he gently probed my vaginal folds with the broad tip of his cock and slowly began to buck against my skin, and gradually I felt him ent
Just like Dane said Bertulf didn’t leave, standing by our room window, I could see a cloud of smoke somewhere in the woods and immediately suspected it must be him. His tortured eyes replayed in my head and I felt sorry for him. Imagining what he must be going through, banished and cast out of his own kingdom, forced to leave the woman he loved behind and left with no allies. And all that pain was afflicted on him by someone he considered as family. I suppose that must hurt as well. I can not recall any family in my past lives but I could just imagine his plight. If anyone were to try and force me to leave Dane or my children behind, I doubted I would simply accept it too. Wondering what he must have eaten out there in the cold, I turned away from the window, went to get a hooded cloak to wear over my long dress and headed out, hoping not to run into Dane. I doubt he would agree that I venture out on my own to speak with Bertulf. Dane had excused himself after sharing breakfast
I flinched and my heart slammed hard against the wall of my chest, scared that I might burn him but he didn't let go. Then I saw that the fire didn't scorch him. I breathed a sigh of relief. Taking a deep breath, I tried to contain the magical energy swirling inside me, not quite sure how to. Dane reached out to cup my chin. "In wars, there will always be casualties. Bertulf's mate is bait to get to him," he said, gesturing in the other Were's direction. "And I am certain the information he keeps getting was designed for him to get. Bertulf is a loose cannon Vrionis can not afford to just leave, lying about. He knows he has been going about, trying to get allies and has been getting doors shut in his face. Vrionis knows I'm not interested in dominance. I am the Alpha of the Northlands because of you, Saraya. He knows I will not be interested in Bertulf's propositions, cos I'm not just interested. But if Bertulf's informants are correct, and Vrionis indeed wants the Northlands, th
Dane didn't backdown on his decision to have me tucked safely inside the carriage. And although the other men had horses they chose to walk with Dane. I felt a tad left out. Wishing I could be allowed to march with them. The outside was an endless plain of white – the grounds were covered with snow and the powdery substance dusted the tall pine trees in the surrounding dense vegetation. It gave me the feeling of Christmas and reminded me of the movie Narnia. I giggled to myself. Although I didn't walk through a closet to get to this winter wonderland, my mode of switching realms was magical nonetheless. It was strange that I felt quite at home and safe even though my memory was scanty. The memories of my life with Jamie assailed me. Remembering how ordinary and simple it was. And how I had felt strange like something was not just right. I let out a sigh and remembered the night at the alley when I almost got raped. For some reason my mind drifted to the conversation with Dane when h
Getting to the entrance door, he drew back from me to push the two doors open and then let out a groan. "Tabitha! Keanu!" Dane thundered into the dark, shrouded room. "Papa? Papa!" a little, girlish voice called and I just stood there blinking like an idiot wondering what was happening. "It's papa and mama!" another one with a boyish gusto whopped. The expansive room was literally a jungle. A dark, shrouded dense habitation with wild animals roaming about. A large cage was hanging at the right corner of the room with two grown women inside, gagged and tied. The room was a twinning mass of tree roots with the thick potent scent of freshly cut grass sprinkled with fresh rainwater. Two white-coloured wolf pups emerged from a side shrub; one was slightly bigger than the other. I stood transfixed as they both regressed to half human half wolf and then to humans, the bigger one was Keanu. He was taller and had an evidently bigger build than his sister. The room suddenly brightened
Leaving Saraya sleeping on the bed, I left the room with the intent to parade the pack grounds, the poor thing was tired. It's been quite a day. Wondering if anyone took up Evanore's offer or if Anastasios Martas had snatched his mate away as I did mine. My lips stretched in a smile and I took a deep breath, allowing that familiar feeling of contentment to settle over me. I swore it's been a while. The thought of Zeus still unnerved me whenever he came to mind but I figured I would be able to weather whatever plan he is cooking up as long as I have my family. The sight of the foyer being completely empty made me chuckle. I strode towards the kitchen and sniffed, my strides faltered as I thought about whether to go in or let the two be. Out of curiosity, I proceeded and pushed the door open. Bertulf was sitting on one of the tall stands by the kitchen workable and Ana; his mate, was serving him some steaks. The two looked in my direction when I peered in. "I wasn't expecting to s
"Are you going to kill me? You gutless fool!" Vrionis taunted Bertulf as he came to stand by his side. "No. I have exactly what I wanted. You, groveling at my feet, knowing you are about to die,' Bertulf replied. Vrionis snarled and even with one arm gone and his face bloodied with deep gashes on his left cheek, he made to lunge at Bertulf but Raedwulf Lykaon raised his right booted feet and crushed his head. Alora, Evanore, and I flinched and looked away. Reaching out to wrap her fingers around my wrist and Alora's, Evanore whispered, "We should leave the men to finish this up." "Yes!" Alora effused with eyes shielded with her other hand. I gestured to Sarafina to join us as Evanore drew us away from the scene and we found our way through dead bodies and to our side of the border. I didn't look back until we were on our side. And when I did, I only looked upward, silently searching for my husband for the second time in hours. "You can go home, Luna, this might take a w
I watched as a legion of wolves and Lycans milled to one side, about half of Vrionis armies, but the rest plus the ones with the neck bracelets did not stop. They started to rush forward towards us. Anastasios Martas howled and the guardians swept in after them. "If you are with me, stand to the far right!" Bertulf yelled, "and let the grounds drink the blood of traitors!" Vrionis half-shifted as he got closer to us. Bertulf did the same. And the difference between their beasts made me understand better the possible source of Vrionis' hatred. Bertulf was not a wolf but a mixed-breed Lycan. "Don't die," I told him. "He is no match for me," he growled back. "He didn't have a mechanical arm then, he does now," I warned and turned my back for just a second thinking to cut off the weight holding the balloon steady, so it could float up unrestrained. And from the corner of my eye, I saw Vrionis leap, landing in front of his half-brother, the two circle each other before leapi
The scene before me was impressive. Saraya has succeeded in buying time and protecting Jared, Sarafina, and the pack gammas. I saw the Lycans we rescued from the human realms were in the mix with Hauser and Kahn. The number of enemies beyond the veil was vast with Vrionis atop a fire-breathing dragon, billowing fire against the shield. And I could see he had replaced his severed hand with a mechanical one.I took a side glance at the guardians in silent inquiry. Anastasios Martas' eyes were swirling with anger. "One of yours?" I asked, gesturing to the dragon. "Mine," one of the newly freed guardians answered from the back. "We may never get him back. He has that damn contraption around his neck!" Anastasios Martas growled. "That thing killed my beast, I can't wait to get my hand on that little shit!" Anastasios Martas snarled. "You all have to be careful, we can't tell what else he has up his sleeves," Evanore said. I nodded. Saraya and Evanore hurried forward to help Sarafina.
My heart was beating faster than normal at the thought that Dane had been in mortal danger and Hekate; my mother, had to intervene and the children had witnessed it. The fear clouded my thoughts and feelings, drowning the emotions geared from meeting my birth mother for the first time. So many things were happening at the same time. I took a quick glance at the entrance Hekate had walked through a moment before with my children as if it was the most natural thing in the world, and not that she had just brought my children back from Mount Olympus. I swallowed, conjuring her image in my mind, and thought she looked quite stunning. And it almost seemed as if I was looking at my own reflection. I felt really charged when she hugged me as if she was passing energy through the very core of my being. Dane making love to me earlier had renewed my strength that had been drained by the ordeal with that bitch; Isidora. But Hekate holding me made me feel even more whole with my skin ting
"I'm fine, Dane, I just need a minute to catch my breath," she grumbled. "I know. You have your minute now," I said and placed her on a side couch. Kneeling in front of her to take off her clothes: her cloak and then her fitted pants were the first to go. Making her perch on the edge of the leather couch. I started to unbutton her inner garb until there was nothing beneath but her naked skin. Once the front flaps were free, I parted them up to reveal her naked breasts and gently stroked the back of my hand against her swollen buds. I fought an inner battle to resist her but damn it, she was beautiful. The need to taste her made me lick my lips. Saraya's breathing grew more audible and I raised hooded eyes to meet hers. She reached under my Pteruges to frantically free my shaft. I leaned forward to cup her delicate chin and took her lips. The soft feel made me groan. Her hands stroking and pumping my dick made me quiver. She wrapped her legs around me so as to draw me closer to
I saw for about 20,000 feet above ground level the fucking witch draining my woman of her essence. She just would not stop compiling her sins against me. Increasing my speed with all the fury in me, I swatted the witches in my way to get to her and wrapped my fingers around her throat. Lifting the bitch from the ground and assuming my true form with horns and all, I snarled close to her face, "What did I say would happen when I see you face to face, witch?" She croaked and fear flashed in her eyes for about a second and then she grinned, "Why are you so mad, Lycan prince? Is it because I bested you and succeeded in making a fool of you? I know your type. Your pride and arrogance are as big as the sky. You can not bare to think a mere mortal like me could outwit you! Fucking bastard!" she spat and I caught her hand movement as she tried to conjure something to use against me and I let her since it appeared she was a moron. She jerked and aimed for my gut with a sharp knife dri
"Anastasios!" Zeus thundered. I heard a movement from my right and then Zeus added, "get him out of my sight!" "Yes," Anastasios Martas said and he called out to Raedwulf Lykaon. And then I felt lifted from the floor. Wanting to walk out with at least a little fucking dignity, I pushed the two away once they helped me up to my feet and started to walk towards the door. I was in excruciating pain but was determined to walk out of that bloody door by myself. And once I was out in the corridor, I fell hard to my knees and slumped. Anastasios Martas and Raedwulf Lykaon rushed to pick me up. "You are so fucking stubborn!" Anastasios Martas growled. "Now I know why he was so relentless. You two are so much alike," he added. "Get me outta here!" I said in a drawl. 'Not in this state you need to heal!' Anastasios Martas retorted. Grabbing him by the throat, I snarled, "Get me out of this goddamn place!" "You are unbelievable, Dane!" Anastasios Martas said in utter frustration. I f
"If I may say something … father," Anastasios Martas said, stepping forward as the guards surrounded us. The guardians stood with me in the circle and totally refused to move. "Don't tell me you want to speak in his defense?" Zeus said, giving him a cold stare. "Not a defense per se, but a report …" he said. Zeus sat back. Tabitha and Keanu looked crestfallen. Serene and Hekate rushed to pick the two up and murmured something to them that assuaged them. Serene held on to Keanu while Hekate carried Tabitha. They then turned to watch Anastasios Martas as he continued to speak. Again, I had a feeling that this was planned. "I'm certain Zeus is aware of the conflict caused by the witch who stole mother's weapon of war using one of Hekate's children as a shield. She used that power to commit a lot of atrocities and also enslave Adrastea Orion, Veniamin Tantalatos, Theseus Vlahatos, Yorgos Petras, Christodoulos Angelopoulos, Giannis Macratos, Panos Stavropoulos, Marios Totopoulos, Mi