Two today
EVANGELINE. I’m disappointing him… ‘Yes, you are disappointing him. Let me take over. I’ll rip that bitch to shreds. If you weren’t so useless, she wouldn’t have gotten so free!’ Evelyn hisses. My eyes prickle with tears, but I refuse to let them fall. Celia chuckles. “Awe, are you going to cry? Evangeline the crybaby.” She sneers. “Can’t take a few punches.” I’m not crying because of that, I’m not a crybaby! I’m failing him. I am useless. I can’t think like that. I have to do better! “Now, to put you down like Alpha Aeron should have the night they found you!” Celia sneers. “Useless Omega, and now I’ll show you your place… Beneath me!” Her voice grows louder, and I turn my head to see her blurry figure stalking toward me. I grab her foot, and her eyes widen. Yanking it hard as I roll over, I bring her toppling down; she lets out a surprised shriek, but I’ve had enough. Getting to my feet, Celia does at the same time; she swings at me, but I block it. She’s getting angrier, a
ZEDKIEL. ‘I love you.’ The words echo in my mind as she flings her arms around my neck, and I capture her lips in a kiss. The crowd's cheering blurs away and all I see, feel, and smell is her. She’s everything… There’s something unexplainable about having someone fucking love you for you. Her words replay in my mind a thousand damn times. She loves a monster who isn’t worth loving, can this even be real? Does she want to stay by my side, the way I want her to stay? I wasn’t meant to be Luna… I was meant to be Queen… her words come back to me Will she stay? Imagining a future with her… to wake up every day to her, to fall asleep every night to her… I don’t know what to say. I don’t know how to tell her that I feel the same, so all I do is kiss her like it’s the first and last fucking time. Pleasure rushes through me and as much as I know we have things to deal with, there’s nothing more I want to do to her than fuck her senseless. I keep kissing her as I carry her away. The momen
EVANGELINE. Zedkiel reaches up and switches the shower off before grabbing a towel and lightly towelling my hair. I look up at him, watching his emotionless face. His face is as sharp and cold as always, and his eyes are hard but… there’s so much more to him than he gives away… I don’t miss the way he rubs my hair tenderly, his fingers brushing the stray strands back before he slowly towels my body dry. He pats the towel lightly over my injuries that are almost gone, somehow, I’m healing fast. He brushes his fingers over them, his eyes flashing red before he moves away. I observe him, and although he hasn’t said anything since I confessed, he doesn’t need to… That kiss he gave me, said far more than words ever could. The way he took care of me… Everything he has done for me, openly, vocally, and silently. They all mean so much more. I step closer, my gaze dipping to the soaking pants that now cling to him and emphasise a certain part of him that makes my stomach flutter. “Are you
EVANGELINE. Isabella… “Hi nice to meet you, Isa, I’m Evangeline.” I reply politely, taking her hand. She gives it a firm shake before turning to Zedkiel and Kash, who are quietly exchanging words. “… too long. Make sure we’re covered.” Zed’s saying as he pulls off his shirt and takes another that Kash gives him. I can’t help but notice Isa watching him. Zed pulls the shirt on and sprays something over himself and within seconds his scent begins to fade away. Kash nods passing him a moderate-sized backpack just as Isa puts some music on. “Here’s the phone.” Kash says quietly. I watch them hoping we aren’t caught, because if we are and with a phone… we can get into big trouble and get eliminated from the tournament. “Is that wise?” I ask, glancing between them. “No one is going to say a word. It’ll be fine.” Kash says. He looks a little pale and I feel uneasy. I know Zedkiel trusts him, but does he also trust this Isabella? She’s looking at Zedkiel now, her head tilted and I try
ZEDKIEL. I grip her hand as I scan the cave before me, it’s exactly the same as the last time I was here… Its s cold that it’s biting into me, and I can feel her hand getting colder in my hold too. Her body temperature is dropping faster than is humanely possible. The sound of our beating hearts and the water in the lake is all that can be heard down here. We walk across the rocky, jagged ground and for a moment I mull over if we should have taken the bath that is customary before entering this place… Well, too fucking late now. I can feel it, the intense pulsating of power around us as we approach the lake. Do I slice my hand as we do for the ritual? “It’s freezing.” Evangeline says and I look down at her. Her breath is coming out in visible puffs but the fact she is able to stand here and not be affected when people have died trying to enter this place is impressive, but I’m not surprised. She’s more than the average werewolf, which is why it's only royals that can enter… beca
EVANGELINE. I watch him with my heart racing, praying and hoping he agrees to shed some light on all that has happened. He doesn’t respond to my coaxing for him to complete his unspoken sentence as he begins pacing on the other side of the river. I have to try to fix this. We won’t get the chance to come here again and right now, Evelyn is screaming to be released. I’m struggling to hold her back, but my own determination is winning, for now. “I will say nothing.” Raziel growls menacingly as he glares at us. “I made my move, my choice, and with it resigned myself to a life of emptiness on earth. Only when all comes to an end will I see some reprieve…” He looks towards the largest crack in the cave's ceiling, the faint glimmer of the moon seeping through and I frown as I realise what it means. He wants to see this world end… “Fine… then tell me, how did this chamber become a place where all Lycans come to pay respect to you? You hate the Lycan’s… correct?” His huge head turns to
ZEDKIEL. She tastes divine. The feel of her lips against mine is an addiction, something that keeps pulling me for more. Her jealousy only adds to how hot she looks. I like seeing her voice whatever bothers her and even more when it’s her possessiveness of me. Knowing that its her staking her claim satisfies me. I kiss her hard, ravishing her mouth with my tongue as I rip off whatever item of clothing she’s wearing from her perfect body. She gasps when her breasts are free of their confinements. Moving back, I tear her pants off too, appreciating her ass in those tiny panties before they too are gone, leaving her lying there entirely naked, an image of perfection. I grab her breasts, enjoying the feel of her large, firm breasts in my hand, her nipples already hard as she sighs with pleasure. The urge to taste her blood is calling me… It can be pleasurable if she allows me to, even if it is fucking taboo… “Tell me Beautiful… do you trust me?” I ask, breaking away from her lips as I
EVANGELINE. He knotted me. We were both so caught up last night that neither of us realised until we had come down from our high, both far too consumed by the other's confession… but when we had realised, it wasn’t I who had held fear in their eyes. It was him. “I’m sorry… fuck, those words aren’t going to make this all ok… I never should have lost control…” The regret in them, the fear that something will happen to me, I heard the violent thudding of his heart. His words replay in my mind, the memory of how worried he had been, and I had been adamant for him not to regret even a minute of the precious moments we had shared. I smile softly. Somehow, I knew I could take it. Maybe when I was just Evangeline, the useless wolf-less omega, I feared that it would cost me my life… but I knew it would do nothing to me, save maybe getting me pregnant. The thought makes my stomach flutter and I place my hand on my stomach. With everything going on, that in itself is a terrifying thought…