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Liz POV I squirm under his touch but don’t stop his hand from moving south. My skin feels like fire wherever his fingertips trace on my skin. It leaves my body and mind craving for more. I have pictured this moment many times in my head. Only it wasn’t Deimos touching me. But now that this dark lord has me in his grasp, I don’t understand how I ever thought another man could touch me. Deimos’s fingers stop just above my pubic bone. His fingers trace from one side of my hips to the next. His darkened eyes bore into mine as his fingers dance along my skin. “Do I need to remind you who you belong to?” Deimos asks huskily. “I don’t…” I begin to protest, but Deimos runs his tongue over my neck, and I lose my train of thought. “What was that, Princess?” Deimos chuckles as he breathes against my neck. Chills run up my spine as he places little kisses on my neck where his handprint resides. “I should have never touched you in such a way,” he whispers. I know this is as clo
Deimos POV I gesture to the bathroom connected to my office. “You should get cleaned up.” Elizabeth looks from my lips to my eyes. I know she expects me to kiss her after everything we have just done. But that is a level of intimacy I am not ready for. Her lips part, and I think about sliding my tongue between them. I want nothing more than to taste her. But now isn’t the time. When I finally taste her, I want to be able to take my time. I want her to scream and beg for my lips on hers. Not during some hurried tryst in my office. She rushes into the bathroom without another word and there is a small knock on my door. I know it is Stella. I open my office door, and Stella wrinkles her nose as she walks in. “It smells like sex in here.” “Shut up,” I groan at her. Stella lowers her voice and walks closer to me. “You need to be careful with her,” she warns me. “What are you talking about?” I say as I sit behind my desk and shuffle the papers around. “She is a vir
Liz POV I am dead on my feet when I walk into the pack house after shopping with Stella. She takes her shopping very seriously. The crowds parted as we made it through the mall. I can only assume it is because of the massive guards that followed us everywhere we went. Stella ignored the stares we got, but I could not help but listen to their whispers as we shopped. We didn’t miss a single shop in the mall. Many of the stores closed down as soon as they saw Stella, giving us privacy to shop. I tried to buy very little, but Stella wouldn’t hear of it, claiming since I am the new Luna, I need to dress the part. By the time we left the mall, my arms were aching from the number of bags I was carrying. Stella walks into the pack house. Her arms are free because she forced our guards to carry all of her bags. “You can put those in my room,” Stella says to the guard who is carrying her bags. He grunts and walks up his stairs. Stella cocks her head to the side and watches the gu
Deimos POV By the time I arrive at the hospital, Elizabeth has already been rushed back to surgery. The front desk nurse tried to explain why they couldn’t wait, but my anger still bubbles to the surface over the fact that she was taken back without consulting me first. “Alpha, without a wolf to heal her there was no time to waste,” the head nurse tries to explain to me. “What were her injuries?” I demand to know. The head nurse sighs. “I cannot disclose that information. You are not her mate.” “I am her HUSBAND!” I scream. Ignoring my outburst, the nurse gestures to the waiting room. “If you will have a seat, we will tell you when she is out of surgery.” I glare at the nurse and move back into the waiting room but refuse to take a seat. I pace the hospital waiting room floor, my cane thumping loudly on the ground. The place is packed with sick werewolves and those waiting to hear about their loved ones. I can feel their eyes on me as I walk and hear their whispers
Liz POV My head is pounding, and someone is screaming obscenities by my side. I try to remember where I am. The last thing I remember is Deimos walking out on me. Leaving me in the hospital to heal alone. I have hopes that the person beside me is Deimos, but they sound far too chipper to be him. I open my eyes one at a time and blink several times, trying to clear the haze from them. I moan loudly at the bright light that is shining in my eyes. I turn my head to the side and see a man with golden hair and bright blue eyes grinning at me. “And the Princess awakens,” he says cheerfully. “I thought I was going to have to be your knight in shining armor and kiss you to get you to wake up.” I cock my head to the side and try to make sense of the man who is cracking jokes beside me. He has a headset on his head and a gaming controller in his hands. He is pressing buttons on the controller while he stares me in the eyes. There is a loud boom that comes from across the room,
Deimos POV By the time I return to the pack house, Tracy has been moved to the dungeons below and is waiting for me. She is tied to a chair with silver wire with a grim look on her face. Tracy is trying not to show her fear, but I know she is scared. I can smell it in the air around her. “Tracy, Tracy, Tracy,” I say as I circle the chair. “You should have known you would get caught.” Her cold eyes look into mine and she doesn’t flinch when she sees Duko pressing to the surface. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” “Normally, I wouldn’t bother to perform torture myself,” I say as I flip a knife in my hand. “But this time, you have hurt something that belongs to me.” Tracy lets out a snort of laughter. “She doesn’t belong to you. You have yet to mark and mate her. She is nothing to this family.” I twist the knife in my hand so it is facing down, and I slam it into the top of her hand. Tracy screams out in pain as the blade pierces through her and into the wood
Liz POV Ace has stayed true to his word and hasn’t left my side. Deimos still hasn’t returned to see me, and I have given up hope that he will. Maybe he has decided being married to me is more of a hassle than what it is worth. I try not to show my disappointment over the fact that Deimos hasn’t returned, but Ace seems to be able to detect it on my face. Ace continues to glance at me out of the corner of his eyes while he continues to play his stupid video game. Finally, he drops the gaming controller in his lap and turns to me. “If you are going to pout the whole time I am here, then I will have to do something to make you smile.” Leaning back against my pillow, I roll my eyes before turning my head away from Ace. But my actions aren’t enough to keep Ace from continuing to bother me. This guy can’t catch a hint. Ace sits on the edge of my bed and begins to tickle my feet through the blankets. It catches me off guard and I kick him in the stomach. Letting out a terrib
Liz POV I feel much better after all of Deimos’s blood has been fed through my body. I dare to get to my feet and look in the mirror. The cuts and bruises that had marred my body are gone, and I look almost normal. There is a glow to my skin that was not there before. I lean closer to the mirror to inspect my skin closer. When someone behind me clears their throat. I jump in fear at the noise. I quickly spin around and see Stella standing in the doorway with a smirk on her face. “I see you are feeling better,” she says, and she genuinely looks relieved, which is more than I can say for her brother. Deimos didn’t even bother to hang around to see if I would heal from his blood. “I am, thanks to your brother,” I say, plastering a fake smile across my lips. “Don’t give him all the credit,” Stella says as she crosses her arms over her chest. “He left you here alone.” “That’s not true.” I jump to defend him. “He had work that needed to be done. He sent Beta Ace to sit