“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
“S-s-show you?!” I exclaim.King Harvey’s mother takes no time to start wildly swiping at King Harvey, a high left swipe that makes him duck, but he takes a long downward slice at the left side of his chest to protect me.That is why he didn’t step away from it.Me.My right-hand burns with the heat of a wildfire and thrusts outward. My eyes focus on King Harvey’s sword, and it flies out his scabbard. The sword lands squarely into King Harvey’s mother’s hand she has slashed at my husband with.As King Harvey pants in front of me, his mother glares at me from the side. She falls back with a harsh gasp and screams when she rips the sword from her hand. After one final glare, she runs away.“Elena, you do not need to tend to me!” King Harvey exhales as I run a hot towel down the long scratches his mother left on the left side of his chest. They bleed lightly, but I know by having him rest he
“Elena.” King Harvey helps me sit up and rests my head on his shoulder. “I am sorry to frighten you.”“You are formidable.” I say feeling weak.I can’t imagine the extent of his power, or mine, for that fact.-“Elena, you have been quiet.” King Harvey tosses over his shoulder as he stirs the pot in our kitchen. He is making us a healing soup because we both need rest.“Your power made it impossible to breathe, King Harvey. I felt the skin would fly off my bones. How do you contain it?”“I would die if I constantly was in my werewolf form, exhaustion, Elena.”“Really?”“Yes, Elena.” King Harvey replies patiently. “I am a living creature, despite my powers.”The icicles hanging off his words stun me. Did I misstep?“I never thought of exhaustion killing a werewolf, King Harvey. Are you mad at me?&
“Are you okay?!” I gasp as I wipe my tears off my face. Lifting my body off King Harvey slightly, I examine him. His masculine face is drawn and pale, he is sweating lightly. A distant look shines in his silver eyes. In a blink, they revert to brown when he cups my face.“Elena.” King Harvey rumbles as he runs his hand through my hair. “You are well.”He exhales heavily, pure relief washing over his body as his muscles relax.“Are you hurt?!” My hands dig into his chest and feel for a wound. Nothing. Gently, I skim his stomach and he scowls at me.“Will be better soon,” King Harvey grunts then lifts me to stand and follows. Guiding me to the tree outside to show me what I did, he takes my hand lovingly and presses a kiss to it.It was not something I pictured in my head when I did it, I just felt pure rage.“You need to rest.” I say, his taking forearm in both my hands.
The next morning after breakfast, King Harvey glances at me from above the notepad he is still studying.“I certainly would enjoy it if we had access to some items used to make practice shields, Elena. Yet, if we return to the kingdom now, it would be a mess. Rumors would fly that we cut our honeymoon short, as if we are not blissfully wed. Are we?”I laugh at his question. “I love you, King Harvey.”“Are you happy to be with me, Elena?” King Harvey asks gravely. “I must know.”“Do you believe I am not happy to be with you, King Harvey?”“As much as I love you, Elena, I cannot read your mind.” King Harvey replies sternly, yet the gentleness in his eyes proves he is worried under the surface.“You are being vulnerable with me, King Harvey.”“Are you?” King Harvey presses.“Yes, I am.”King Harvey breathes a deep sig
Sleep doesn’t come to me easy tonight. King Harvey and I had a lovely walk back to the cottage, and the wolf pup just slept in my arms. Now, he is in a small cocoon made of King Harvey’s cloak at the foot of our bed. He snores softly, occasionally whining and kicking in his sleep.He is fine.My heart rattles in my chest uncomfortably however, like a car unable to start. Beat after beat then a faltering rattle.“Something feels wrong…” I whisper, sitting up in bed.King Harvey sleeps to my left, shirtless and with a face of peace. Slipping out of bed, I tuck King Harvey in with our velvet black blanket. Moving to his side of the bed, I position myself to hover over him and run my fingertips through his soft brown hair.A smile spreads across his face in his sleep and my heart melts.“My husband, I love you.” I whisper to him, leaning down to press my lips to his ear.King Harvey shifts in his