Elena’s POVKing Harvey stands me in front of an aisle in the middle of the forest. To the right and left of me are werewolves, all waiting and watching. I swallow nervously as I remind myself to breathe. King Harvey squeezes my shoulders and whispers to me. “You can do this, Elena. These werewolves are allies and they just want to sense your bravery. You will be fine. Walk like you did at the church.”“Are you sure?” I breathe. A glance to my left shows a bigger brown wolf, snarling viscously at me, bearing fangs and spit.I inch closer to King Harvey, who shoos the wolf away.“You will be fine, I will protect you if anything goes wrong, Elena. The faster you pass, the faster we mate.”I can see why he is in a hurry, and my fear of these werewolves lead me to begin to step quickly down the aisle, when King Harvey’s mother’s voice booms from behind me.“If you are to fall, human, and you will. You fail. Harvey, I have decided I do not want a half-breed in this family. Your cousin is s
“I trust you, King Harvey, please.” I urge, watching as his eyes melt for a moment, but solidify with complete hunger as I am lifting slightly and purposefully press my chest into his.Like our close call that one night, King Harvey’s hands land on my thighs and he presses me down, his eyes greedily feast on the sight of me, and I find myself panting. I grit my teeth to not yell at him to continue.There is a slight stinging at my neck, but that is the least of my worries.King Harvey’s hands squeeze my thighs, which is new for us both. It seems to do something for him, and his breathing slows to a low pant. His ears are now sharper. He raises his head and to my surprise lets out a soft howl, now opening his mouth and bending to lick my mating mark.The stinging dies but my heart feels as if it will explode. Naturally, I dig my hands through his brown hair and force him to bury his face in my neck.“What do you want?&r
“Elena.” King Harvey breathes as he places me down on a white queen-sized bed.“Can I call you Harvey now?”King Harvey chuckles lowly. “Elena, my mate, you moaned it plenty moments ago.”“Do not remind me. It wasn’t that good.” I tease, managing to open my eyes and catch his brimming grin.“Liar, Elena.” King Harvey moves to lie in bed beside me and pulls me, so I rest on his chest. I keep my eyes shut, completely relaxed.It is an innocent way to say thank you, but he melts in my grasp, slipping to lay his head on my chest as he lies down.I run my hand up and down his back and he relaxes further, I feel all his muscles give way at once.King Harvey rests his right cheek on my chest and looks up at me, making it so I can see the long claw marks that scar his handsome face diagonally. They are jagged scratches from his mother, and his skin is tender and bruised. Light
“I understand, King Harvey. Can we sleep now?” I ask as I lie back down.King Harvey checks the candle he has taken out of my hand and blows it out. He lays down beside me, then pulls me into his chest.The overwhelming feeling of love and protection relaxes me instantly.“I love you, Elena. Goodnight.”“I love you, King Harvey. Goodnight.”I am off to sleep in maybe five minutes.The dream I have is weightless but peaceful.I awoke to sudden feral shouting.“Harvey!! Harvey!!!” His mother howls as she pounds on the front door.Sitting straight up in bed, I am shoved down by King Harvey instantly.“Down, Elena.” King Harvey commands as he removes his hand from my chest. He motions for me to lie down, and I do, looking him in the eyes for some kind of explanation. He presses his finger to his lips and moves to the front door,
“King Harvey, my forcefield I created hours ago was kind of a forward forcefield, is that normal?”“Yes, Elena. It was one to push away an intruder. It is the equivalent of slamming an enemy back with the shield to gain way to raise your sword.”King Harvey sits across from me at the small white table that he got from us and is busy creating small finger sandwiches for us. He is very invested, making sure all the cuts of meat are good parts.“King Harvey…” I start as I lean over the table to grab his hand. “I don’t mind about the food.”“Tradition demands you get the best cut, always. Even before our kin.”I freeze. My husband’s senses are stronger than mine.“Am I pregnant?”“No, Elena.” King Harvey replies somberly. “At least, not yet. I would feel pure disrespect to not feed you properly, so.” King Harvey aligns five s
A few minutes after our encounter with the werewolf workers, King Harvey stands with our bags bundled on his back and me in his arms as normal.“King Harvey, why are we leaving?”“Well, my mate.” King Harvey’s warm voice soothes me. “It is best we spend our honeymoon alone. Unfortunately, after your successful shield, they have gotten to talking. We do not wish for an audience, do we? These werewolves will want to ask me many questions about you and this information of you and I should not spill out.”“No, King Harvey, of course not.”“Many to fight if they walk in on us…” King Harvey mutters as he readjusts me in his arms, to hold me tighter to his chest.I see his silver eyes and I know his protective nature is starting to overtake him.“You are an excellent protector, King Harvey. That is an excellent hallmark of a fantastic husband, thank you.”Ki
King Harvey runs his hand through my hair soothingly. “Do you feel better, Elena?”King Harvey has returned from a brief phone call to buy this cottage we are in. It was nothing more than a two-minute talk, but he still took it outside, and I think that was to give me a moment to regain myself.“I am sorry I cried, King Harvey. I have never had a home…”King Harvey smiles. “The kingdom is yours as much as mine, Elena. Yet, I suppose this cottage is less daunting?”“Yes, homier, King Harvey.”King Harvey nods in deep thought. “Perhaps we can have a small home near the castle as well, if it brings you comfort. I care not where we live, as long as we live together.”“That would be very kind, yet rather excessive?”“Excessive? You are mate to a king, Elena.”“Yes, but how many live without homes?”King Harvey takes a seat b
Between the intruder and the mention of his mother, my palms begin to twitch and ache. Both my palms splay forward.A red shockwave, a perfect oval the size of the door flies out of my hands, and I watch as the intruder goes flying back into the tree that is in front of our cottage.“How excellent, Elena!” King Harvey praises me with a wide grin and a twirling hug.Looking down at my warm trembling hands, I gasp. Is this the power I hold in me? This is my awakened luna power?My power keeps us up all night. King Harvey puts us to bed at four in the morning and before I know it, it is noon.Right now, I stare at the clock in front of me. I have never slept in this late. King Harvey remains snoring softly beside me, with his arm draped around my waist. His sleeping face is always so smooth and peaceful. He looks as if he was carved out of stone with his high cheekbones, strong, masculine square jaw, and powerful presence.Even in h