“We have to stop soon.” Killian said in a terse voice.
“What’s wrong?” I peered at him.
“We need a shelter.”
“There’s one over the hill.” Aviari remarked. “Just a bit further. I had the fey build it for you.”
“Why?”
“The Mating Moon.” Aviari remarked off-handedly. As if it were the most natural thing in the world. “Will you be joining him?”
I blinked at him in shock.
“Yes.” Killian croaked. Putting a hand to his stomach as if he were in tremendous pain.
“Are you okay?” He gave me a quick look. Catching my hand he walked us faster through the trees.
The moon was fat and round with a pink hue. Peering down at us mockingly. Looking utterly peaceful, despite that it was driving Killian mad.
We reached the hut and Aviari directed the mages to surround it and sleep for the night.
Kil
I touched him. I bit my lip. “I-I-I couldn’t…I couldn’t help it, Killian. It was too much.”I couldn’t contain myself. I needed something to hold onto!I mourned the loss of that pressure in my body. Feeling hollow and aching with the need to have him inside me.He stood. Taking two long steps behind me. He caught my shoulder from behind and pushed me forward so my palms slapped the bare wood to catch me.I was braced on all fours. Like an animal.It was both vulnerable and exciting. Making me shiver slightly.“Are you there, she-wolf?” He murmured. As if speaking to something far more primal than me.And he got an answer.My back jerked and rippled up in answer. My head snapping up, so I stared levelly ahead.Eyes flaring with a yellow sheen.“Yes, you are…” He said appreciatively. “I’m going to fuck you, little she-wolf. My be
Do I want him?Bad enough to stay with the male that killed my family? I had much to think on.I was free now.And he’s saying he’ll let me go.There was such tension in him as we lie there. I could feel his body nearly quaking in apprehension as he awaited a response.I tried to remove every other point from my mind. How cruel he’d been on occasion. That he killed my family and took me captive. I needed to take out all the things that had bloomed because we were captives and focus on the man.Do I want Killian Gallion?Do I care for the man I’ve gotten to know?I considered it a long moment. Taking my time as I thought about it.“Do you want to go, Jade?” He prompted softly. “It might be safer for you far away from me.”“Why do you say that?” I asked in surprise. Thinking that I had to be safer next to him the
We finished making slow, erotic love. On the floor. With the sunshine pooling in my hair and catching in his bright blue eyes.I wanted the moment to never end. I realized this was what freedom would be.No dark tower.No taking him away to torture him at any moment.No chance of someone coming in to steal me or kill me. Freedom...I never understood the significance of it before I was a captive. As much anger and hurt and fear as I’d harbored living that way. I could be somewhat grateful for it now because each day would feel richer, brighter and more full of life. Because I’d known what it could be without it.Somewhat awestruck, I waited for the moment we both came. Sating ourselves with the bodies of each other.He sighed in relief and collapsed over my chest. Brushing his lips along the inner edges of my breasts and down the hollow of my cleavage. The fingers of one of his hands tangled in m
They looked so free.Free as I felt.It dawned on me that many of them had been collected as children and hadn’t seen the free world since.They probably do feel like they’re seeing it from the eyes of children.Playing had to feel like such a novelty.Were they allowed to at all in the castle?I recalled how severe Killian had been when I first arrived, and was sure he’d never have allowed it.Not while the King was watching.And he seemed to always be watching.I wondered if any of them knew that Killian had been so fierce and cruel because he’d sought to protect them. I doubted it. Doubted I could ever convince them of it, even after he’d helped free them all.***I chewed my cheek.“What are you thinking?” Aviari asked.“They seem so happy.”“I’m sure they are.”“
I was half-afraid of what that meant. He was currently exuding violence. Walking purposefully through the woods.My animal instincts were rising with every step. Fine hairs on my neck standing on end. The yellow sheen of my wolf’s gaze pressing behind my eyes. Tiny bones under my face were moving jaggedly as my body yearned to take wolf form, in its desire to protect itself.“Don’t!” Killian turned to warn me. Baring teeth in a half snarl. Looking more animal than man right now.“What?” I cried. “I’m not doing anything.“You’re considering taking wolf form. Just wait a minute.”“For what?”“For us to get further from camp. And away from other villages.”“There’s no one else around.”“There are. There’s more males in the distance South.” He tossed his head in the direction behind us.“How do
He tugged slightly in reaction to my sudden assault, but quickly stopped. Lowering his head in submission to the bite.I released, seeing the tinge of red dampness that left fat drips on his fur.I turned to leave, but found him doing the same. Stopping me in my tracks. I yipped in surprise but quickly let him do the same to me. Understanding what we were sharing. Feeling the wave of energy that poured from me into him at that simple contact. A shared bond that would only grow over time.A claiming.His bite was perhaps lighter, more controlled than mine.But it’ll certainly leave new scars on me.He unfurled from animal form. Letting the fur fall away as he stood naked. Touching the spot on his neck seeping blood. He examining the fluid marking his hand and looked at me stunned.I leapt into his arms, and he caught me. Fur and tail and all. Just wanting to be closer to him.He moved his arms to accommod
King Detry cinched the tips of the two bars together inside Irasus,until they created a painful pressure. Letting the chain fall.“Turn.” He directed. Gesturing for her to rotate around.She stood and carefully whirled about to face him.He gestured for her to collect the dangling chain between her knees.She lifted them and found the loops at the end. Tugging one nipple out, she threaded the ring through it. Moving to the other, she did the same. Then rounded and let her arms hang as he took the remaining chain and cinched it around the indentation of her waist to hook around her back.As she faced him, the jewelry he’d had her wear for as long as she could remember, now carefully in place. The bits of metal created an undergarment of fine gold threads of chain. Hooked through her nipples and leading down to the bars between her thighs, which were seated so firmly within her.The gold stark against her naturally olive
The Mating Moon was closing in. Killian had gone a distance in every direction. Sniffing to see where more wolves might be. Using his superior smell under the Mating Moon to his advantage, in this instance.He found that North, he was catching whiffs of them.They were close.He returned to the mage encampment. “At first light we’ll be moving.”“This coming morn?” A female mage asked astonished. Clearly not ready for it to be so soon.“Why not tonight?” Rampage asked.“You even have to ask?” Killian demanded.Rampage tossed his head in confusion. “I apologize. I’m having problems focusing. I want to go find other wolves. I’m...Craving them.”Warlord nodded toward Tanya. “What about her?”“I might kill her.”Killian snorted. Still staring at her. “She may prefer that, to you going elsewhere.”&ld
Lyra Lani was holding her arms out in welcome. I noted that her arms were slightly bloodied and there was another splash marring her delicate chin and silky blonde curls. But both women were heedless as Vanna Rae embraced her. Clearly old friends. I was a bit jealous. Having never had a she-wolf to confide in like that. Only those that raised me. But now I had a mate, and it would be nice to discuss what that meant with someone. As if sensing my thoughts, Vanna Rae peered back at Killian. Returning to hug him as well. Then she turned her attention to me. I was astonished by how truly striking she was this close. With gorgeous blue eyes. Smooth light blonde hair and a figure that one as skinny as me was sure to envy. “And you,” She shook my shoulder lightly. “You I must thank for helping bring my brother back to me.” She smiled up at Killian. “Am I to understand you are his mate?
It was nearly too much for King Detry to bear. “Irasus!” He roared. Expecting her to skitter from the trees for the sound thrashing he’d execute on her. He was faintly surprised when she didn’t come out with her head ducked like a whipped hound. He called for her again. Slowing his horse. “Do you think she’ll come back?” Callum asked. Helping his mentor onto a horse. “She’d be a fool too.” Roderick whispered as he mounted. “What are you looking at?” Callum asked. Seeing Roderick staring over his head at the bleak mage still standing in the center of the camp. “I suspect, our future.” “What are you thinking?” “I’m thinking that is a King that I’d serve.” “Why?” “Did you see the way the others rushed to defend him. His own willingness to be in the thick of battle?” He looked over his shoulder at their retreating King. “I did…” Callum said thoughtfully. “You’re thinking on joining h
“I cursed myself.” Irasus proudly admitted in answer to Killian’s question. “To what?” She smiled evilly. “To feel nothing.” He murmured. Eyes widening on her. Sensing she was about to strike, he moved before her. Sending lashing strands of smoky magic out to devour her. But she bent the trees to her will. Forcing them over to weave and intertwine before her. “No, you don’t.” She heard a feminine whisper somewhere near her right but didn’t give it the credit she should’ve. Suddenly the trees ripped from her grip. Leaning away to weave behind her. Pushing her forward and out into the opening. Despite all Irasus’ efforts at using magic to hook into them, they no longer obeyed her. She spun her head and saw the pretty young woman touching a tree far too her right. She sent rocks flying that direction but that smoky magic struck first. Blocking them with an invisible barrier. So, they toppled haplessly to the ground.
“What is she doing?” Callum coughed. The young knight fighting to breathe as he sent the older knight, Roderick a worried look. “Making the perimeter. They won’t be able to breathe if they try to leave.” “We have to ride through that!” “We can get through faster than they can. We’re on horseback. Just hold your breath boy.” “This is foolish.” Callum jerked his horse’s rein. Tempted to turn back. Despite all his brave words from the night before. Rodrick didn’t argue. “Forward.” Detry waved. But he waited for Roderick, Callum and many of the others to go through first. There was much coughing and gasping. And many knights immediately turned back. Afraid of the place where breathing became nearly impossible. “What are you waiting for!” Detry bellowed. Drawing his short sword to point in the direction. “Get through!” They were surely creating enough racket that the wolf pack would be sure to know they were
“I’m a very good Healer.” “Yes, you are.” Killian remarked. “I envy the Asara for your presence.” “They’ve been very good to me.” But she was already looking off into the distance. Looking for Fury. I realized. Wondering if her suffering under the Mating Moon had been as great as the rest of ours. “Come, Jade.” He lifted me into his arms. “I want to get you back indoors until you feel a bit better.” “What are you going to do?” “First I’m going to send my sister and those vicious mates of hers, after the NightHunters trail.” “You want her to get out of this camp before Detry gets here.” I called him on the truth of his intentions. He gave me a chiding look. “You know me a bit too well.” “I know how protective you are.” “I wish I could send you ahead.” “I wouldn’t go.” He snorted. “I know.” “Which is why you wanted to lock me indoors.” I gave him a pensive study. “
I swung my back end around and knocked the door closed. Jerking it from his hand. He freely let it go. Giving me severe study. “You understand what you’ve done, She-Wolf?” I bobbed my head. Walking further in, I lowered to my chest on the pile of clothes. Dropping the front of my body but leaving my backside up in offering. He didn’t hesitate. Turning he lunged across the room. Black fur peeling through his skin along his arms and shoulders then up his neck and along his cheekbones until those blue eyes were entirely surrounded by midnight fur. Just as striking as I’d first guessed he would be. He loped the last couple steps and climbed over me. Catching my scruff in his teeth as he slid into me again. The night was rough. And I was sore. My mate returned to human form just as daylight crested. He was exhausted and disheveled and barely managed to slump to the floor. Fur falling away and skin smoothing i
I nibbled along his throat. Knowing that if I wanted to, I could’ve torn it out. He was entirely vulnerable to me in that moment. Naked, exposed and ball deep in my core. I entirely possessed him. Just as much as he did, me. “Yes!” He growled primally. Agreeing that he was what I decreed. The great Warlord. Mine. Mine to give pleasure, mine to harm. Though I would never do so, the fact that I could get close enough to, reminded me of how intimate the act we did just now was. How connected we are. Then we both erupted. I hooked my legs over his hips. Digging my heels into the backs of his thighs just as he slapped the wall next to me. Raking it with wolf claws as he fought for control of his wild body. Together we slid to the floor. Spent. Or so I thought. He barely paused to catch his breath. Before rolling me onto all fours and mounting me from behind. His ches
And watching him standing there. Streamers of dark magic seeping from him. His blue eyes nearly fluorescing in the dark. I’d never yearned so much for a male. Or to claim one. "We’ll sate our beasts for tonight and tomorrow we hunt!” He rotated within the circle of light cast by Aviari’s fireball. “The mages will guard us until morning.” He gave Hawk and Magus long looks. They nodded back at him. A wave of relief washed over me. I found myself feeling weak. Not only because Killian was okay but because he was declaring for all eyes to see that I was his... Killian finished his announcement and crossed the camp to embrace me. I nearly threw myself into his arms. My skin feeling as though it were on fire. “Come.” He whispered. Palming my cheek and covering my face in small kisses. “I can hardly stand looking at you, just now.” I gave him a wide-eyed look. “I want you so badly.” He assured. “Right
He was kind, patient. Then there was the first time I saw him smile. Everything I’d thought about him before that had shattered and I’d felt true desire. Beginning to realize he was far different then he’d first seemed. “There’s more to it than just guarding me.” I said to Aviari, watching his face carefully. “You’re right.” He said in a strained voice. “Though he would rip my throat if I let something happen to you, this is not my fight.” “But it’s your sister!” I argued. “Yes. And she knows I love her. But this,” He gestured to the entirety of the camp. “All of this. Is his night.” His? Killian’s? “For what?” “To become what he really is.” Aviari smiled proudly. Looking up at the pink moon he added. “Under a Mating Moon, no less. Isn’t that fitting?” His head dropped and he was giving me a pointed study. “Why are you looking at me like that?” “Because