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Anthony suspired, looking at the beast. The being no longer looked like Derek. His face had metamorphosed into an ugly state. A sticky liquid like saliva was dripping from its mouth. There were two horns on his head, and other smaller ones all over his body. His former fair handsome face was also darkened and twisted on some parts. Terribly ugly. He thought."Then let him surface." He said, even as he heard the blue flame minister to him."I don't want to." The monster said."Make me." He added, tightening his fists as he geared up for a fight."Oh sure. I will." Anthony said with a smirk, ignoring the advice of Alpha Peter in his mind to stand down. The blue flame and the energy within him had already told him what to do, and that's exactly what he would do. He wasn't going allow this demon take over his brother. Not wasting anymore time, he threw a ball of blue lightening to the beast but the abnormaly which had been expecting the move, shifted to the other side of the room at a ve
Meanwhile at the witches' community, the same time:Emma was dreaming.The dream had her clenching and opening her legs in reality, as she sought relief someway and somehow.It was erotic."I can feel your hunger beating at me." Derek's voice was soft, seductive. His hands came down on her shoulders, moved lightly down her arms, traced the sweeping line of her back to her waist. Bare satin skin. He caressed the small of her back, the line of her hips beneath the gossamer skirt she was wearing, moved his hands around to trace her buttocks - to find she wore nothing beneath the filmy material. His breath caught in his throat, molten lava moving through his blood, spreading heat and fire to pool low in a hard, throbbing ache. She leaned into him, tilting her head back, exposing the vulnerable line of her throat, thrusting her breasts upward invitingly as she reached back to circle his neck with one arm.He needed the feel of her mouth on him, the erotic sensation of her sharing the es
Aiden flew into his house, through one of the many windows, as an owl. He had just finished feeding from the fourth person in a row.The time was 5:30am.Grunting, he shifted to his masculine self before trudging into his room. He needed to sleep in the way of his people, not on some kind of fluffy bed. Getting to his room, he located the tiger foot mat placed at the middle of the room, and bent as he got to it.He removed the cotton material, to reveal a locked secret door.He had a secret basement located beneath the wooden floor where he had stored soil which his brother had brought from home. And it was exactly what he needed now. The soil.Ever since he had found out that the redhead, his lifemate, had been tainted by a werewolf, he hadn't been himself.Yesterday was the worst. He had felt that his heart was about to be torn away from its position. He was confused whether it was because of the pain he was feeling or because the redhead was in trouble.He had disregarded the lat
Aiden had no intention of binding her to him actually, but every instinct in him, everything he was, forced the words out of his soul so that their hearts were one as they were meant to be. Their souls were finally united, their minds one.But she was not Emma, but looked so much like her, even spoke like her.Or was this her in the nearest future?He didn't know. He was confused.She even allowed his words and the hot strength of his possession to calm her. Her body seemed to melt around his. He took them higher, bending his head to lap at her nipple, his hands cupping her small bottom possessively. She threw back her head, her hair flowing around them, over them, brushing their bare skin so that their flesh burned. She felt as if she truly was where she belonged. She felt wild and free. She felt like a part of him, his other half. He moved harder, deeper, turning so that he could lay her half across the end of the bed, so he could drive them closer and closer to the edge. He felt h
6:30am, Zipfarah's Palace."Emma, you can't be seen anywhere out of these walls..." Prescott tried to advise Emma for the umpteenth time. She was bending down to fix the lace of the tennis shoes which Lily had brought for her some minutes ago. They were all preparing to meet the Queen. She had called for a royal meeting, which also involved the elders."Prescott, I have to go. He is in trouble." She said, standing up from the bed, as she was done with her dress up. Her eyes stretched far to the horizon of the door, seeking to see Lily or her twin, but her expectations were cut off.Where were they?She needed to be in inner court with the queen, before those elders stomped in. She feared that if she got in any late, they might start up their bantering again which had the ability to take over the whole day."He is a werewolf. You are a human. Of what help could you possibly be to him?" Prescott asked, finding her reply ludicrous."I don't know Prescott. I don't know. I just have a stro
6:30am, Blue Moon's PackDerek stirred on his bed, as he felt his body undergoing some changes which made him uncomfortable even in his dream.Yes, he was dreaming again.He was talking with a woman.He was sure that he hadn't seen her before."We will commence our operations today. You remember what you ought to do eh?" The woman clothed in black apparel all over asked him.He found himself nodding.And then he knew that the woman wasn't actually talking with him, but to the beast within him."And don't play around like you did some hours ago. I didn't ask you to kill the little girl. As a matter of fact, I have some plans for her. So, don't touch her. Don't touch anyone of them, until I ask you to do so." She stated, and he shrugged."I was hungry." He said, or rather the beast said through him." You know that human meal does nothing for me. You know how blood is essential to our kind. I am weak without it." He pointed out." Well, if you were, you should've gone out to hunt for so
Zipfarah's Palace: 6:50am"Emma, wait up! Prescott do something!" Lily shouted, as she ran after Emma who had left the room when they had been talking about the upcoming carnival; a discussion that had been meant to stall Emma who had been pacing in impatience some minutes ago.But it seems that she had discovered their plans, and had run out of the room, before they could scream bingo!"I said it, and will keep saying it; that girl is no good." Leila muttered, getting up lazily from Emma's bed as she trudged towards the opened door."Aren't you coming?" She asked Prescott when she noticed that the latter was still on the bed, his head hung low. It seemed he was ravaged by thoughts."Prescott!" She shouted, placing her hands on her waist when he lifted up his head, startled at her loud voice most likely."Do you want to scream down the palace?" He asked, jumping off the bed in a second, and walking towards her."I wouldn't have, if you had answered my question." She replied, bending d
Emma smirked as she watched Prescott and Leila walk into the room.For a minute while running out of the room, she had thought that the squirrel would have thrown her across the wall like he had done to Daniel last night.But he hadn't, or he couldn't.She wasn't sure again.The elf had said that she had outran his missiles.Perhaps, she had outran Prescott's too."I didn't throw any." She heard Prescott mutter in her mind."Whatever." She replied, exchanging wry glances with them, before the former walked to seats opposite to hers and sat down."Good morning, my Queen." Leila and Prescott greeted together after taking their seats."Good morning." Zipfara replied."Hope y'all slept well?" She inquired, smiling at the squirrel which was bobbing his head."Yes, we did." Leila replied,with a smile before returning her gaze back to Emma. Oh what a scornful gaze that was!Her sister had told about Emma dodging their blockages."Emma, tell me about your dreams then." Zipfara requested, broa