Chapter 4

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The most beautiful, deep baritone voice I’ve ever heard my entire life vibrated through the walls of the room.

“No… nobody,” I murmured, trying to find my voice. “I’m sorry for bothering you. I’ll leave now.”

I tried moving again, but I was stuck. Why’s this happening? I looked up at him, his dark, dangerous gaze was fixed entirely on me, scanning my entire body.

“Who are you?” he asked again, taking long, dangerous strides toward me until his towering silhouette overshadowed my small frame entirely.

Who was he exactly? Was he doing this? Why can’t I move?

He closed the distance between us, his strong scent instantly filling my lungs and blurring my senses. I tried to move away from him, but I can’t. I’m pinned to the same spot.

In the blink of an eye, he grabbed my waist and blurred out of the spot we just were, slamming me against the wall on the opposite side. The impact rattled my bones, a quiet gasp escaped my throat as I tried to recover from the pain caused by impact. He leaned forward into my neck, sniffing in and exhaling. My eyes widened in horror as I started pushing against his broad, firm chest.

“Let go! What are you —“ the words died in my throat the moment he claimed my lips in a rough, burning and demanding kiss. My eyes widened in utter horror as his tongue forced its way past my teeth.

My hands fly up and started raining blows on his chest, but he ignored my protest, lifting me off the ground and carrying me to a table in the far end of the room.

He dropped me on the table, ripping off my jacket in one powerful jerk. My lips were suddenly beginning to move in rhythm with his, my body reacting in a strange manner I never expected. I moaned into the kiss, a strange sensation pooling between my thighs.

He settled himself firmly between my thighs, still kissing me deeply, his hands moved, lifting my gown until it was above my waist, then he ripped my panties away, letting the cold air hit my most sensitive part, and surprisingly I didn’t push him away, I arched my body closer, grinding my hips on the table.

His fingers settled on my clit, rubbing slow, enticing circles, the tip of his finger poking my entrance as his lips left mine and trailed down my collarbone to my breast. He took one breast into his mouth, sucking and at the same time, he thrust one big finger deep inside of me.

The impact made my hips arch off the table as a hot blinding pain radiated through my entire body. But he didn’t stop, he kept thrusting, groaning against my nipple. The pain slowly faded and was replaced by strange pleasure, and I found my moans heightening alongside his groans.

But the intense moment shattered immediately he added another finger, stretching me out and causing me intense pain as he thrusted faster and deeper. My eyes flew open as I kept wincing in pain, but he doesn’t stop. Instead, he increases his pace, thrusting deeper and faster.

“Aah… S-stop! You are hurting me!” I cried out, pushing against his chest and trying to retract my hips, away from his thrusts. He doesn’t stop. He doesn’t reduce his pace, he increases it as if he was no longer in control of his mind.

“Let me go, you jerk!” I screamed, thrashing against him. Suddenly he stopped, looking up at me with eyes that glowed a dark, dangerous crimson. His fangs were beginning to grow as he stared dangerously at me. Air instantly left my lungs, but I don’t stop. I pushed harder against his rocklike chest.

“Let go!”

He finally let go, pulling his fingers out of me and stepping back. The moment he backed away, I dropped down from the table, my legs wobbled from the stinging pain between my legs and I dropped to the ground. I looked up at him and his gaze was still fixed squarely on me.

Not wanting to spend another second with this monster, I immediately sprang up from the floor and ran toward the door, threw it open and fled for my life, into the cold hallways.

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Helion’s POV

Strange.

How is this possible? She actually calmed my beast. She pulled me out of my feral state. Such has never happened in centuries, yet just her scent and her touch managed to pull me back from the brink.

Her Crimson velvet scent. So enticing it blurred my senses the moment she stepped into the room. She smelled strange. Different. Familiar.

I felt like I’ve perceived that scent somewhere before but I cannot recall meeting this woman before.

The door suddenly flung open and Peter rushed in, worry marring his expression. I lifted my head up to look at him, my gaze darkening as I sensed something was wrong. “What is it, Peter?”

“The shadow warriors, Sire,” he explains softly, his gaze suddenly drifting toward the jacket and panties on the floor as he raises an eyebrow. “They are attacking again.”

A scoff escaped my lips as I closed my eyes, inhaling the remnant scent of the strange girl. Even while she’s away, I can still feel that she is close. The way her body felt against mine, i have never felt that way in centuries. I know she is here. I’ll find her.

Opening my eyes, my gaze dropped to the jacket on the floor. It is similar to the same one the first two girls from earlier wore.

“Peter, go and guard the girls quarters. Make sure the door is locked,” I ordered, taking low strides toward the front door of the palace with Peter following closely behind me.

“But, Sire—“ he began to protest, but I cut him off, giving him no chance to speak.

“No buts, Peter. Go,” I ordered. He lets out a frustrated sigh, bowed deeply and headed toward the opposite direction of the palace.

I stepped out into the darkness, closed my eyes as my pitch-black wings surfaced, taking me high into the sky as I watched the crowd of insignificant creatures fighting against my people.

I blurred out and appeared just above the scene, my eyes already changing to its usual, feral hue. I stared down at them, disgusting souls, but just enough to feed the monster within.

With a snap of my finger, I summoned a flicker of hellfire. Just a flicker. But enough to put an end to the lives of this foolish creatures. I directed it at the enemies, making sure my men are untouched, and what followed next is the satisfying cries and the smell of burning bodies. I stretched my hands wide, absorbing every single piece of their soul until there was nothing left but ashes and bones.

I descended to the ground, my wings retracted and disappeared completely. Peter rushed forward, draping a fur coat over my naked shoulders. I turned my gaze to him, raising an eyebrow in questioning.

“I ordered you to guard the girls, Peter. Why are you here?” I asked, fixing him a glare. He cleared his throat and stepped back, dropping his gaze to the ground.

“My apologies, Sire. The girls are safe and are currently asleep,” he responded calmly. I know she is among them.

“I think I found her, Peter,” I murmured, staring deeply into the dark. “There was a girl. She was able to pull me out of my feral state.”

Peter was stunned. He immediately took sudden steps closer, his expression filled with shock. “How is that possible, Sire. If she is the one, that means —“

“I’ll finally be able to control this monster within me,” I finished his words for him, turning on my heels and heading toward the gates of the palace.

“Tell Adeline to prepare the girls,” I ordered, keeping my strides long and steady. “I want to see all of them as soon as the sun rises today.”