Calista The moment a shadow loomed at the door my heart skipped. There was no need to check the face the brief slightly plump shadow gave her away. Madame Ysara! My heart exploded. Not since Blackmaw had fear gripped me this hard. I tipped over, falling from the chair I was sitting on as I tried to cover myself with the linen. Asher turned immediately. “Ysara…” he said smiling as he walked closer to her. She didn't pay attention to him. She tilted her head and her gaze locked on me. Her eyes as always burned with fury. “My lord, why is she here?” She asked with that tone that reminded me of the first whip she had given me. “That doesn't matter. I asked for her personally,” he said lowering his voice as he shut the door. “Do I need to remind you she's a servant girl?” She said almost snapping in anger. “I had wanted to tell you about this sooner but I wanted to confirm for myself first,” “She's my mate,” he said before taking a deep breath like a weight lifted off his shoul
Calista What in Freya's name is she doing here? And why the hell does she have to give him a nickname?! I almost yelled trying to keep myself in control. “I told you Calista! We can take her!” Nyx growled. “Vivianne…” he responded with a cheerful voice. Is he happy to see her?! “Now I'm definitely going to kill her!” Nyx barked.“Give me a second, love. I'll be right back,” he said as he winked at me before he stood and headed for the door. He didn't let her in, he walked outside instead shutting the door behind him. Nyx was screaming in my head! Maybe I should’ve told him what she did to me. Maybe then he wouldn’t be out there… smiling at her. My ears moved straight towards the door as I couldn't help but listen. It sounded like he embraced her. I could swear I heard the sound of a kiss on his cheek.“Looking as gorgeous as ever,” he said to her as she giggled. He did not just call another woman gorgeous! My blood boiled. “You never fail to look like Azazel,” she respond
Calista My heart melted at his gesture. Tears ran down my cheeks before I even realized.“I was definitely going to come even if it killed me,” I said in a low voice. Nyx was already leaping inside my head like she was the one having the rush of excitement more than me. He walked towards me and slowly wiped the tears off my face. The warmth of his touch sent a tingling sensation throughout my body.“You need not shed a tear when you're with me,” he said as he kissed my hand and lifted me immediately. “What happened to your knee?” he asked with a slight change of tone. I guess I didn't expect less, an Alpha would definitely be able to smell a fresh wound. “Give it to him Calista, call out that b*tch…” Nyx growled. I wanted to, so bad. I wanted to tell him who hurt me. I was certain he would head for Azazel immediately but this would only further cause Chaos. And last I checked Azazel doesn't know I'm with his brother. Though he doesn't care about the mate bond and neither do I.
Calista Azazel stepped out all dressed. I stood there clenching the mop really hard trying to show no sense of emotion. He stopped for a second like he was looking at me. “Go tidy up,” he said as he walked past me. “And youngling… be careful. Vivianne is a force.” He added before his footsteps faded away. Was that concern in his voice—or a warning that he’d let her finish what she started?Vivianne… so that's her name. Vi indeed. I hissed. I took a deep breath before I stepped in. Bracing myself for whatever was to come next. Her gray eyes met mine, sharp and deliberate. She sat on the bed barely naked, her nipples and curves visible through her transparent silver linen. I could feel her eyes following me as I walked past her. Torn clothes were scattered on the ground and both of the beds were messed up. Wine stained the carpet and the tiles. Shattered glass was also on the ground. “Did they fight or make love?” Nyx asked, confused. Well, I don't know Nyx, maybe you should
Calista Did I enter the wrong room or am I dreaming? By the look of her glowing skin, glistening black hair, and well-kept nails it was obvious she wasn't a maid, she must be of royal status. I lowered my gaze immediately. “ I'm sorry ma'am,” I apologized immediately, trying not to cause a scene. “And who is this entitled little sh*t?” Nyx snarled in my mind. “Mi Ablear, are your servants always so bold?” She called to Azazel in a soft tone as she grabbed the sheets covering herself. Mi Ablear? Goddess, what does that even mean? Sounds like a name you’d give a pet dragon you secretly want to marry. His thundering footsteps followed as he flung the bathroom door open coming out with just a towel on his waist like he was ready to snap my head off. It wasn't the fact that it was Azazel that made my blood boil. It was the fact that he looked just like Asher steaming hot and sweaty. I clenched my fist digging my nails into my palm trying to remind myself who this was. But the memo
Calista My eyes fluttered shut as I leaned into him, kissing him with everything I had. I didn’t hold back, I couldn't. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me against him until there was no space left between us.I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Just feel.His tongue slipped between my lips, teasing, coaxing, and I opened for him without hesitation. His breath was hot in my mouth and his lips soft and wet. His fingers trailed down my spine, igniting every nerve in their path.Heat bloomed low in my belly, spreading like wildfire, and my body responded instantly—wet, wanting, alive. Then he pulled back slightly, taking a step back. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I shouldn’t have. That was inappropriate of me.”I could barely register his words through the fog of want.Screw guilt. Screw fear. I needed this—I needed him.Before he could finish his next sentence, I moved. I grabbed his face, pulled him to me, and kissed him like my life depended on it.He responded instantly—one hand slidi