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She wants them, too. Shivers and bares her neck to me.
“Mark me, my wolf. I want to be yours.” One of her small hands grips the hair at the back of my neck, guiding me toward her marking spot. A spot I kiss, swipe my tongue across, and I love the way she reacts. Little Moon tightens for me, her pussy clamping down so tight it’s almost impossible to move, but I fuck her through each clench. “I love you, Xadiel Evergreen. I’m proud to have you as my mate and king.”
“My beautiful female,” I whisper reverently, holding her closer before burying my teeth in her neck. Immediately, she hisses in pain, which turns to pleasure as I slam inside a final time and my knot expands within her walls. We’re locked together as her orgasm and mine crash into one another. The feeling is indescribable, a plane of nirvana no one could comprehend much less bloody explain, yet I reside inside of it with her.
I experience it all with her. Every spurt of my cock filling her pussy, the squelching noises and the vibration of her screams turned needy whimpers, and then lastly, the aftershocks of rapture as I rock into her slowly.
It’s all magnified by her emotions, and the most predominant one is happiness. Pure, unadulterated happiness.
Pulling my fangs from her flesh, I lick the skin and seal my essence within her. She will forever carry a little of me inside her, her scent of jasmine merging with my wood and mint. Every wolf and creature will scent me on her. They will know she’s taken and by a king.
My mark, when healed, will display the royal crown and the golden bloodline that runs through my veins, much like the one I have on my back. Hers will be smaller, more delicate, and with the added details that are fit for a queen.
It’s been that way for every king before me and will continue for the ones that follow. Our pups.
I lean my forehead against hers and inhale her exhale. Watch my mate come for me again, a smaller wave this time as the knot vibrates with my purr. “I’m going to spend the rest of my life, work every single day to be worthy of you, Isabella. To be the mate you deserve. The one who loves and supports all that you do; I will never hinder your growth or stop you, but I ask that you take me wherever you go. Your journey will forever be home.” You were born to be mine.
The surprise on her face is sweet when she realizes I can speak with her through the mind link. She’s now forever a part of werewolves, our history, and will rule beside me for eternity.
My destiny has always been you, my king. Today and always.
“Until the end of time and beyond, little witch. I will always love you.”
24
ISABELLA
I’ve been ignoring Gabriella the past few months while reliving the same vision over and over again. The pain inside my chest is too great to contain, my grief near suffocating, while putting on a smile for the world to see.
My werewolf can sense something’s off, though, but he doesn’t ask. Instead, he respects my visions and lets me come to him without asking questions when the pain’s too strong to contain. Like when I finally spoke to him about the fae woman inside his home. His concern and reaction was to be expected, helping me search and ask and interrogate a pair of guards serving a sentence for helping Bartolo, but each time we came up empty.
No one saw her. No trace left behind.
Yet I’m prepared for the day we meet again. I know we will.
Through it all, though, Xadiel’s been amazing. He’s sweet and understanding, lets me be myself, and my life with him will be one of great satisfaction for many years to come.
However, I still mourn what will be lost.
How do I say goodbye to something I never had? How can I face my sister and kill her joy? The simple answer is that I can’t. Both break my heart, tear my soul in two, but it’s what must be done.
There’s a war on our doorstep. Our enemy has risen and taken his stance; the moves made in the shadows are no longer done in silence, and they get bolder each day. King Larue wants the stones to appease Aries and gain his favor. To destroy all monarchies and crumble societies, and all for power. The greed and feeling of superiority that pushes a person to commit atrocities in the name of victory.
I have a stone, and so does Gabby; two gifts made by the gods above to bless our paths and protect the delicate balance between life and death. A black and azure gemstone: one inside Gabriella’s chest, and the other in my head—neither of us asked for this.
To lose and sacrifice, but the choices have been made. Forced upon us before we were born.
Thanatos and Gaia bestowed the gift that our parents died protecting. Believed in.
It’s why I’ve kept away. I cannot show my hand beforehand, even if it kills me to know my sister is upset and thinks I’ve abandoned her. But nothing could be further from the truth.
Gabriella knows I’m hiding something, avoiding, but for the assurance of her rebirth, I’ll do what is needed of me. Will give my blood—my very world—if Thanatos asks it of me, and he will. My sacrifice and promise along with Theodore’s will cover the cost.
There will be peace until she returns and the true purpose of the stones is revealed. Because the world thinks it’s the power of death and my sight, but it’s not. Those two are only the beginning.
Larue will someday get his hands on me and offer me a choice.
Just as he did the last time we met.
