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Mia All three men pounced on me with their wands held up. Spell after spell which I dodged before firing my arrows at them. Some got them, some they missed easily. Finally, after running out of arrows, I pulled out my blades. This fight is going to get dirty. But there was just me standing alone, and freaking three full sized wizards. Did I even stand a chance against them? Hell no. But was I going to stop until I gave my all? Of course not. I flung the dagger at one of the men, and he stumbled back in pain as it struck a little above his heart. That gave me enough time to deal with the other two. I lunged forward at them, the blades shining in my hand as I shot the only spell I remember, causing a fireball to hit their hands. As a result, they finally dropped their wands. That was all I needed to get near them and start carving the skins with my blade. I plunged the dagger’s blade in their stomach and was ready to shoot more when I heard a warning. “Behind you Mia!” Anastasia c
Mia I couldn’t bring myself to move my legs, no matter how hard I tried. I spotted the last guy standing over a very bruised Anastasia. Her face was under his booted foot, as he applied great force to torment. She cried in pain as I saw her nose bleeding, her cheeks and lips busted. Fuck! “You bitches are going to regret this!” He took his wand up to finally finish her off, but I couldn’t let it happen just yet. My head felt heavy, black dots appeared in my vision every few seconds. With whatever energy I had left in me, I raised my hand to cast another blazing shot at him, but then something happened. My hand froze in the air. “Enough, you brat!” I heard him shout at me, as he squeezed Anastasia’s face further under his foot. His wand was pointed in my direction as he slowly turned to look at me, not letting go of Anastasia. “Just because you learned to do that, does not mean you have conquered the art of witchcraft just yet, Mia. It takes time and practice,” he mocked. “But most
Mia I slowly opened my eyes, the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. The scent of pine and earth enveloped me, instantly familiar. My gaze fell on the black wooden beams above, and the realization hit me— I was in Christian's bed. My body ached, each breath sending a sharp pang through my side. I tried to move, but the pain radiated from my bandaged arm, a constant reminder of the recent encounter. It was wrapped heavily in bandages and the slight stench of blood filled my lungs. The room seemed hazy, my senses still dulled by the remnants of sleep. How long was I even out for? I heard a knock on the door before a familiar head with long brown hair peeked in. “Hi,” Anastasia spoke sheepishly before observing my wounds. “How are you feeling?” “Like I have been run over by a truck. So it's safe to say I've been better.” “I'm sorry,” she looked at her feet. Why was she sorry anyway? If there was someone who was supposed to be sorry, then it was me. She wouldn't hav
Mia A knock was heard on the door, and we broke out of our trance. “Come in,” Christian ordered, before Julia came in, supporting a tray in her hands. “Here you go,” I looked at the scrumptious food that was placed on the side table and my lungs instantly filled with the mouth-watering aroma, making me feel hungry all over again. “I thought you both would be hungry, especially since you've been skipping meals since yesterday,” she gave a pointed look to Christian which made me frown. “Why were you skipping meals?” I quirked up an eyebrow at him. “Trust me, he won't tell you that he was so freaking worried the whole time you were in the pack hospital, he refused to eat anything till you gained consciousness. I thought, since finally you are up, I should get you both something to eat.” I saw Christian glaring at Julia because I'm pretty sure he did not want his sister giving those extra details to his mate, who, not to mention, had not quite accepted him wholeheartedly, yet. “Enjoy,”
Mia I stood staring at the stars, pondering over where life had brought me. Three days had gone by, and I had somewhat started to feel the physical pain fading. But the emotional pain. It was still fresh and raw. Like I was stabbed just seconds ago. Not in the arm. But in my heart. I tried getting over it. I seriously tried! But how can someone just erase their whole life from their minds within seconds? How can someone come to terms with the fact that the only person who he or she was devoted to, the only father, the only family he or she had, was never theirs to call in the first place. It was all a web of lies. All a plan to achieve their personal benefits. I was staying in Christian’s room once again. The only difference was, instead of having another bed in the room, he simply decided to sleep on the couch and let me take the bed. I still wasn't comfortable sharing the bed. I couldn't. I was just so overwhelmed with everything that had happened in the short amount of time. Mor
Mia's Pov My head rested on Christian's chest, as we sat in silence. I don't know when, but he had picked me up during my sobbing session and had us situated on the couch. Only dried tears marked my skin and my nose was completely red by now, I was sure. I sniffed a few more times and felt Christian rub my back gently. Knowing that I probably resembled the haunted Anabelle doll right now, I pulled back, wiping my face with the back of my hands. “Sorry, I just got carried away. I didn't mean to-” “It's fine, fire.” He cut me off, gazing deeply into my eyes. “You never have to apologize to me for showing your emotions. Trust me, I will always be with you, especially at your weakest.” He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. I took a proper look at our position and blushed immediately when I noticed that I was completely on him. Like I was actually straddling him, my core directly over his….shit. I felt something hard poke me, and by the heated look on his face, I knew what it was.
Christian's pov Holy Moon Goddess. That was the only thing I was chanting in my head after experiencing this kind of pleasure for the first time with my mate. I had never done this before with anyone. I was more than happy to stay loyal to my mate. Fucking hell. If only dry humping felt this good, I couldn't imagine what it would feel like when I finally…..No Christian. Don't go there. Just thinking about it gave me a hard on all over again, when I had just cummed in my pants not minutes ago. Yes, Mia freaking made me cum in my pants with only grinding, like a freaking teenager who newly discovered puberty. But I wasn't ashamed of it. Not even for a second since it was by my mate. And I would happily do it all over again. The way her body melted in mine and took lead from my little guidance made me groan in pleasure. She was surely a lioness hidden in a kitten’s body. I was literally over the moon to share this moment with her. It felt unreal, like dancing on the clouds. That's the
MiaI felt my heartbeat in my throat as I maneuvered my way through the corridors with Christian, until we were standing outside Dominic’s office. I didn't know what to expect right now, but I hoped I won't be kicked out of the pack. Although I wouldn't blame him if he takes the decision. But somewhere in my heart, I knew we were here for a completely different reason. Christian squeezed my hand in assurance before I looked up at him. “Calm down. I can feel your heart beating in my ears. Nothing's going to happen. It'll be alright.” I gave him a little smile before nodding. We entered to see Dominic sitting at the head of the table like the true king he was. To his left sat Gamma Arnold and the chair to his right was empty for Christian, I assumed. He pulled out a chair next to his for me, before I thanked him and took my place. He followed suit. All of us were quiet, not knowing what to say. Dominic's eyes bore into mine as I felt visibly uncomfortable in his presence. He had an a