Lisha POV They say history repeats itself, and I am starting to believe it. I groaned and picked myself back off the ground; this is not Skyla I am training with; my opponent is not my friend. Sharna is a quick-tempered nasty bitch; that's one of the reasons I chose her as my sparring partner. Sharna smirks at me as she sneers, “Why don't you give up, Fae? I would hate for you to break a nail.” I snort, “If I wanted your opinion Sharna, I would flush the toilet.” A few wolves watch us snickering; she shakes her head before lunging at me. Her fist connects with the side of my head, my knees buckle, and I am back on my ass on the ground. “Had enough yet, Lisha?” “Nope, come at me again.” This time, she rolls her eyes; I turn when she throws a punch, hitting her in the temple with my elbow. She staggers but doesn't go down, growling; she comes at me, holding nothing back. Knocking me to the ground, she punches me repeatably in the face. Everyone stops when a growl resonates throug
Damian POV The day Allana brought Lisha to see me, I was attracted to her immediately but never intended to claim her as my mate. When Andras informed me that he and the Seelie would attack her village, I couldn't stop myself from taking my wolves and trying to protect her. I knew without a doubt that if my wolves and I didn't attend, our realm would be next, so I had no choice but to agree with the Seelies and the Vampires. When the silver arrow pierced Tyler’s chest and Lisha, and their bond severed, I told myself that fate had intervened and there was no way I was letting her go. Jasmine bound Lisha’s magic on my orders, and it's a decision that I stand by; if I didn't do it, Lisha would have found a way to leave. Tyler and Jasmine being mates and expecting their first pup helped Lisha move on; Tyler has no recollection of his feelings and time with Lisha; if he did have, I would not hesitate to kill him. My warrior's eyes follow Lisha and Lilly as they walk away from the arena;
Lisha POV Damian throws me over his shoulder; my voice is breathless when I ask. “What the fuck do you think you are doing, Damian?” “In ten seconds, Lisha, your week is up, your all mine.” My toes curl as my heat floods my core. When he passes Theo, he says, “Look after everything for a couple of days.” Theo laughs, “Days are you sure you have it in you.” Damian growls as he slaps my ass; we have reached his chambers in less than a minute. He places me on the floor, a predatory smile on his face as he says, “Why don't you have a shower, Lisha? It might calm your nerves.” His eyes lock with mine as I smile at him, peeling my clothes off and dropping them at his feet. “Why don't you join me, Damian? Your heart is beating so fast.” A soft growl rumbles through his chest as he turns me around, pushing me toward the bathroom. His skin connecting with mine takes my breath away; I lean against his hard chest as he reaches across me to turn the water on. I can feel his length pr
Lisha POV I roll over in the bed reaching for Damian; his side of the bed is cold and empty; he has been gone for a while. I stretch my muscles and groan. I am tender in places that I didn't think could get sore. A flush runs up my face as I think about the shit Damian and I got up to. My core starts to heat up just thinking about him; his voice enters my mind. “Good morning, my love. You're finally awake.” I sigh, “Come back to bed, Damian. It is lonely up here without you.” He groans through the link, “Sorry, my love, I have work to do, and Lilly is waiting for you to resume training.” “Fine, I will get up, but you owe me, Damian.” He laughs; his sensual voice makes my insides clench as he growls softly through the link, “I will make it up to you tonight.” Lilly is waiting by the door when I open it, “You had ten minutes Lisha then I was coming in to drag your ass out of bed.” I chuckle, “It's not my fault your king wore me out.” She shudders and snorts in disgust, “I
Lisha POV Damian runs his hand down my back; I turn to face him. It is late, and we are in bed; this is my favorite time of day. The castle is quiet, and everyone except the guards have retired for the night. He pulls me closer so there isn't an inch between our bodies. “How is your training with Lilly going, my love? I chuckle as I answer him, “You know how it's going, Damian; Lilly reports to you every afternoon.” He kisses my forehead and moves back so I can see his face; his brown eyes darken with emotion as he says, “I need you to stay close to her for the next couple of weeks, my love.” I sit up; a chill runs down my spine, “Why, Damian, what is going on?” He growls, pulling me back down to lay beside him, wrapping his muscular arms around me so I can't move. “There has been unrest in the Vampire realm; I have called the werewolf packs back here to gather any information they may have. It will be safer for them to be inside my borders.” My heart pounds; Xavier and Sk
Lisha POV When the door opened, I was expecting Damian; he hadn't returned to our bedroom last night. Lilly walks in first, followed by Sharna and a heavily pregnant Jasmine. I frown before asking, “What are you all doing here?” Lilly answers for the three of them. “Sharna wants to help, and Jasmine is the only one who can gain us entry into our parent's cabin.” “Does Damian know you are here, Lilly?” “Yes, Lisha, and before you ask, he slept in his office last night.” I raise one eyebrow and ask. “By himself.” Lilly laughs as she says, “Yes, Lisha, there was no one with him.” Relief floods me; I had horrible visions of Damian wrapped in another woman's embrace all night. I hiss, narrowing my eyes at Sharna, “What do you want?” She looks at Lilly before turning back to me. ”You saved my life by not letting Lilly report my attack against you to Damian.” “So What” “Because I owe you a debt, I pledge my loyalty to you.” I smirk at Lilly and wink; now I have two warrior
Lilly POV I should have known Lisha wouldn't just take the daggers and not ask questions; it's not in her nature. “I don't know how they were forged; all I know is they are hundreds of years old.” Lisha rolls her eyes, “Not good enough, Lilly; keep talking.” I huff at her; she’s a pain in my ass. “When Jasmine and I were little, our mother didn't tell us much about our past. I know our family has had the daggers in their possession for generations.” I pause; Lisha waves her hands irritably for me to continue, “An agreement was made between the witches and werewolves that the daggers would stay in this realm. When my mother died, it fell to Jasmine to keep them safe. When Jasmine dies, they will be passed onto her children and so and so on.” Lisha shrugs in puzzlement, “Then why give them to me?” I don't know whether to tell her or not; Jasmine made me promise I wouldn't. I know Lisha doesn't believe me when I say, “I don't know; Jasmine didn't go into details, Lisha.”
Lisha POV It's been a week since I last saw Damian; he mind links me every morning to say hello and then again at night to say good night. I am getting angrier as each day goes by. The only good thing about staying at the cabin is that I get to venture outside, with his stipulation that I must remain within the wards Jasmine has placed around the clearing. Jasmine has been like a bear with a sore tooth; her mood swings drive us insane. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch Lilly and Jasmine whispering as they steal glances at me under hooded eyes. Jasmine’s face flushes with anger before she storms toward me and says, “Does he know Lisha?” I roll my eyes at her and ask myself, what the fuck is she on about now? “Does who know what, Jasmine?” Jasmine growls at me, “Does Damian know?” If Jasmine weren't heavily pregnant, I would smash her in the face; everything about her manner is threatening toward me. I go to walk away from her when her following words stop me midstride. “