Elijah Galanis, heir and future leader of the Galanis coven and all its glory. We did not have official kings and queens, and although each coven was able to retain power individually, the Galanis’ held the most authority and controlled matters as a whole.His face was familiar, and yet different than what I would have imagined. His light brown hair was combed back but a strand hung down in the front against his forehead. His face was smooth, devoid of any hair. The sea-foam green eyes I looked into were the only things that really stayed true to my memory. He was now a lot taller and muscular. He wore a black turtle neck sweater, black pants, and a gold chain with his family emblem hung around his neck.It had been many years since we had seen each other and obviously we were no longer children, but I had not really thought about what he would look like. As much as I hated to admit he had grown to be attractive, if you could call it that.He stared at me curiously and I watched his ey
I slammed my door shut kicking the table across the room. I wanted to do so much more than that. Murder was on my mind. It took all of Thalan and Lilith’s strength to drag me to my bedroom, and even then a few times I had almost made it out of their grasp running back towards Elijah to finish what I had started. Had I not exerted myself earlier, they would not have been able to hold me back. I could not remember the last time I had felt so much anger. The way he antagonized me was demeaning. Father would be less than understanding when he heard about our little interaction, so doing further damage would be problematic for me, but I would love to meet him in the training arena. Playing dirty was not beneath me, and I would absolutely destroy him one way or the other eventually. How could I be betrothed to someone like him? He was completely intolerable, worse than I had remembered. There was no way I could go through with this. I would not go through with this. I had to come up with a
The large gray wolf walked towards me slowly, stopping right in front of me to peer up with those same blue eyes before he lowered his head down to the ground in submission. I was somewhat shocked at this gesture. I stood there confused initially until his snout nudged against my leg. My arm seemed to move on its own as I reached my hand out to pet him.Admittedly, his light gray coat was pleasing to the eye. It shone like a bright silver under the light of the moon. His fur felt extremely soft to the touch as I made long strokes from his neck down to his back. He trembled underneath me from the sensation loving every minute of it.This was the first time I had actually felt a wolf in this way. Usually when my hands were wrapped around them it was not to pet. He did not smell like wet dog either. His scent was different, and I realized it was the scent I had noticed on me before earlier in the night. It was woodsy and earthy, with a hint of fresh water, like the moment right before daw
My eyes shot open darting around the room. I was no longer in the forest. How long had I been out? Immediately I jumped to my feet, dagger in hand scouting out the scene. Where was I?“Relax. You’re safe.”My head jerked toward the familiar voice. The wolf sat in a chair off to the side of the room, his elbows resting on his knees with a worried look on his face. What was he so anxious about?“Where the hell am I? What have you done?”“I didn’t do shit. You passed out. I brought you here. So you’re welcome.”“And where is here?” I asked him, ignoring his sarcasm, my eyes narrowing into slits as I stared back at him. it was clear we were in some sort of a bedroom.“A hotel outside of ally pack boundaries.”My eyes widened. “What could you possibly be thinking? You could have been seen. Is there a brain inside that object that sits upon your shoulders or is it simply filled with air?”“Hey, hey. No need to be so testy. Damn. I was trying to help. You went in and out of consciousness a co
We did not speak much over the next couple of hours. I attempted to get him to leave, but he insisted on staying with me in that insipid hotel room. He felt the need to watch over me, which irritated me to the core. The last thing I needed was a babysitter. I could not fathom the full extent of his infatuation with me. The fact that I was a vampire did not seem to have any affect on him. The mate bond these wolves shared was very different than the blood bond we experienced. I never had someone show so much interest or concern for me and it was disturbing. This type of connection was something I had no need or want for. I preferred to be in complete control of my situations, but it seemed nothing I did deterred him, not even threatening physical harm. I was running out of options. But just because he insisted to torture me with his presence did not mean I had to speak to him.I spent most of my time sitting on the bed arms crossed pouting like a child, the other pacing back and forth
I walked through the castle to my room feeling like a sluggard. The trip back was like a haze to me. All I could think about was that pathetic look in his eyes. It was as if he was watching everything he had ever wanted and dreamed about being ripped away from him, just out of reach, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.I let him kiss me. I still felt his lips on mine as if it had just happened. He was like a forbidden fruit, and the temptation had been too much to fight initially. I cursed myself at that thought. My hand grasped my chest at the odd sensation again. It felt like pain, like an ache, but what was the source? I had not been injured. My stomach felt sensitive as well. I had never been ill before in my lifetime, and I did not feel pain unless it was being inflicted. I did not like this feeling at all. Was it because of him, the wolf? Was it because I attempted the sever his mate bond? Why was I unable to officially reject him? Was there something inside of me hold
So it seemed as though I had misjudged Elijah. I despised the thought. The little act he put on when he first arrived was all to get a rise out of me. Who did he think he was to test me? What a fool I had been to give him exactly what he wanted.He had surprised me, though. He was able to refuse me even though I could tell how his body reacted to mine and how much he wanted me. Now I was curious about his intentions. What exactly did he want from me? What were his expectations for this contractual agreement between our two covens that would force us together. I initially thought he would be using me as a tool to gain more power, but the encounter I just had with him made me question that. Had I been completely wrong about him?No matter if I had. That would not change anything. I still did not wish to be with him. I did not care for him. He was no one to me now, just a hurdle in my path. Even so, I still planned to get more information from him, like why he came here early and unannou
“Onyx!” I watched with a raised brow as my brother’s mate ran up to me excitedly with arms extended. Araya Zoldeck. Her curly brown hair bounced away from her face revealing a big smile. It seems she was excited, although I was not sure why. I held back an eye roll. Her upbeat personality and positive outlook on life were irritating traits. I took a step back evading her with a glare wondering what she was thinking.“Still not a hugger, I see. Got it.” She looked almost disappointed. She should know me better than that.“Most definitely not.” I scoffed. “Also, you smell like wolf.” I scrunched my nose, and she rolled her eyes followed by a laugh.I had not seen her in quite some time, and I had to admit I was not completely annoyed by her presence. I had grown tolerant of her, or rather she had not made it to my list of people I wished to kill.Her and my brother as well as her wolf mate had been traveling around to other packs and covens in an attempt to prove the validity