All Chapters of The Reaver Chronicles: Ramses (Book 3): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 41Rowen didn’t say anything, but I could tell by the look in his eyes, he wasn’t here to talk. He closed the gap between us and smashed his lips against mine, taking my face in his palm while shutting the door behind us. He pushed me up against it and pinned both of my hands above my head with one hand. He caught my gaze before he started slowly tracing down my neck and chest with his free hand. His touch triggered goosebumps to sprout along my entire spine. He then followed his trace marks with an assault of kisses, causing me to gasp out loud. “Rowen, what ar…” I tried to ask him but he stopped me with another deep kiss. He pulled away for a moment and we locked eyes. I could see the passion burning in his rose gold eyes. It wasn’t just lust, it was more. It was deep… Raw, and real. It was love... Neither of us spoke, we just sat in that moment trying to wrap our heads around what we were doing. He softly kissed me. “Is this ok?” Rowen whispered against my lips. “I don’t

Chapter 43We went to the backyard through the tree line to Katrina's altar. From what Kiera was saying, the ritual, in order to be strong enough to stop a Pyromancer from infiltrating my mind, would have to be done by all three of the Witches at the same time.They would need to channel each other's powers since they couldn’t risk using The Ancestors. They didn’t call my other brothers, I'm sure they weren’t needed here, and they could fill them in when they arrived later tonight anyways.“Ramses, come lie down right here please.” Katrina said, and pointed to the ground between the three of them. “Calm down darlin, if you and your sisters wanted to tag team me, all you had to do was ask.” I said with a grin.I was just trying to make a joke to lighten the mood. She rolled her eyes. Kiera turned the brightest shade of red I had ever seen and looked at the ground. And Kember looked as if she were entertaining the idea.I made a mental note to entertain that idea again, at a later time.

Chapter 45I put my head back on Rowen’s chest and listened to his breathing. “This is a hard conversation, and I never wanted to have it to begin with. I love you, Katrina.” Rowen said, while pulling away from me so he could look me in the eyes. “I love you, and I want nothing more than to spend every single day of the rest of my life with you. But I know it’s not possible. I could never leave my home… My covens, my responsibilities. Just like you could never leave yours... We even live in different countries. I would love nothing more than to see your beautiful face with my mark on it… Permanently on it… For everyone in this world to know you are mine. But that’s just not possible. You do not belong to me, and that is not my choice to make. It will be easier in the long run if I leave and never look back... It will hurt now… But in the long run it will be better for both of us, and you know it too. You’re right though, that is exactly what I planned to do. Tonight, actually. But I w

Chapter 47I followed my Wolf past all the other cubes on this floor, passing more and more of those doors, to the elevator where he pressed floor 3. He seemed exceptionally giddy about floor three. When the elevator door opened I could see why. Floor three was like an interactive world. We stepped off the elevator and were instantly greeted by a plethora of model status men and women wearing peacock feathers and that was about it. They cooed and awed over Titan, petting his fur and loving on him. He was just reeling in the attention. No wonder he loved this floor. They insisted on showing us around, so we let them. Each area we went to was a different group of themed men and women. All scantily clad just like the rest, but ready to entertain us. Some of them were dancing like choreography, some were acting as if they were in a play. Some were roleplaying, some were wanting us to join in and improvise. All the women were exquisite and oh so tempting. Even the two men on this floor w

Chapter 49(Katrina)It had been a week since Ramses went into his coma after we severed the tether. I still had hope that he could come out of this. I knew healing would take time, and in his own mind there may have been a lot more damage than we expected. I had no idea what was happening inside Ramses’ mind, but I hoped he was able to fix it. We had never done anything like this before, and so we honestly had no idea what to expect. I was extremely grateful for Rowen. He stayed with me this entire time, never leaving me alone. I knew he didn’t want to stay, he wanted to cut ties with me the night Ramses went into his coma. But once he didn’t wake up, Rowen couldn’t bear to leave me alone. I don’t think I could ever repay him, honestly. The week was spent mostly stressing about Ramses and how to help him heal. His brothers visited every couple of days to check on him, and try and heal him but it didn’t seem to work. Their type of healing worked on the body, not the mind, apparentl