(Morrigan’s P.O.V) I was limping my way down to dinner because Rian angry fucked my booty hole because he was tired of my being a brat to him. The sting reminded me of all of the delicious tortures he inflicted upon me for the last 45 minutes before angry fucking me. He glares down at me, grasping my hand, and stomping down the stairs. So fucking rude. My booty hole hurts, and he won’t even carry me. Fucker. Serves you right for biting him like that. He told you to stop or you were going to get punished, you got punished. And don’t even try and pretend you didn’t like being angry fucked. Yeah, well my butthole hurts so I’m allowed to be salty. Winter barks out a laugh, so fucking rude. Rian and Stark told Winter not to heal me, and like the perfect little wolf she is, she’s not healing me. So, every step burns and I let out a whimper, and that only makes Rian smirk in satisfaction. You’re just butthurt that I’m a good little wolf and a good little Sub for
(Morrigan’s P.O.V) It’s finally the day of the wedding and the servants around the palace are running around like chickens with their heads cut off, with my mother and the soon-to-be mother-in-laws barking out orders. Winnie, Ilayda, Adelina, and I are all getting ready our parents suite because it’s big enough to fit us, our dresses, and our entourage. The bride's to be are all nervous, I can feel it rolling off of them, but then again, we all are. We’ve not heard anything from Calida, Silas, or Beatrix other than the vision I had of them planning their attack for today. “You look beautiful, Morrigan,” Winnie states as Catherine finishes with my hair. I look in the mirror and see the finished product, a beautiful flower crown and my hair in beautiful beachy waves. While Jolene kept it simple with the makeup, a beautiful nude palate with a rose-colored lip. My skin looked sun-kissed and dewy. “Damn, I look hot.” I say. The women in the room giggle
(Rian’s P.O.V) The wedding ceremony was beautiful, the music got chuckles out of the crowd, but they were unsurprising picks from the sisters, to be honest. Now, the fucktards Calida and Silas, have ruined the reception I was hoping to steal Morrigan from for a quickie in the bathroom.Fucking assholes, ruining our fun.Well, let’s finish this and then we can go have our quickie. The sounds of groaning get louder, and the sound of shuffling feet comes from the hallway leading to the entrance of the ballroom.“Everyone! Outside! Those who can fight, prepare for battle, those who can’t make your way to the bunkers!” King Leonard orders, as he begins his duel with Calida and Silas. There is a stampede to the back door of the ballroom of people trying to get out—women, children, and the elderly. They clear out rather quickly and we take this battle outside, meeting the other warriors from Khisfire and Alynthi. King Leonard comes walking out, still fight
(Morrigan’s P.O.V) All hell has broken loose, and I had just killed my father. He died for a second time at the hands of a family member, his own daughter this time. Now, I’m pissed. Fucking ruined the fucking wedding, forced me to kill my own fucking father, and now they ripped my fucking dress. I take my sword to my dress, cutting it off at the knee to give myself some more room to move. Running through the field, I take the lives of as many of these fucking stupid ass zombie things before I make it to my sisters, who took a page out of my book and cut off the skirts of their wedding dresses. “So much for a quiet wedding and reception huh?” I call out, slicing the head off of a zombie who was sneaking up on Winnie. “Yeah, well the family that fights a battle together, stays together!” She responds as she conjures vines to wrap around one of the Dark Fae. “Now, you stay where you are,” Lysander states to the bound Fae, punching him in the face. I was battl
(Morrigan’s P.O.V) Watching my father, the father who raised me as his own, the man who loved me unconditionally, die triggered inside me a rage I wasn’t expecting. I felt the power flowing through me, something primal…something ancient was rising up. We are the Goddess of War incarnate, Morrigan. What? What Goddess of War? The Celtic Goddess of War, whose name is Morrigan. Umm, is that a coincidence? Nope! Now let’s get down to business to defeat the Huns. Girl stop. I drove the blade of my sword into the ground and the earth split, light shining through the ground. Ice spread through the earth, across the field, and encasing the enemy in a cocoon of ice. Like human/zombie popsicles. Push them over Morrigan. I did what Winter suggested and pushed one of the zombies over and the ice shatter into a million pieces along with the zombie. It was dead, again, and I saw its soul escape from its icy prison. “Everyone! Push over the ice cocoons a
(Rian’s P.O.V) Watching Morrigan’s powers come out full force was the most awe-inspiring thing I have ever seen. She truly was a warrior, making it simple for us to defeat our enemies using her powers like she had. “Man, I was really looking forward to a seriously epic battle and to have some seriously gnarly scars to show off to the ladies. But noooooo, Morrigan had to go all Warrior Goddess on everyone.” Killian says pouting. “Are you serious right now?” I ask, incredulously. “I didn’t even get to save your life or something heroic like that!” He shouts throwing his hands in the air and walking back towards the palace. “I don’t even know what to say to any of that,” Cormac says, looking at me. Morrigan has her three targets frozen in front of her, ready to absolutely demolish them. They are quick battles, but I know that after using so much of her powers she’s going to be exhausted. Her battle with Beatrix lasts the longest but ends in her being eaten b
(Morrigan’s P.O.V) Dream I was falling through blackness. Ugh, here we go again. Meeting with the Goddesses, I suppose. Couldn’t they have done this during the day? I would really like to have a decent night's sleep after what happened today. “Well, you could at least be the tiniest bit thankful to us for giving you the Sword of the Celestials. A thank you would be nice.” A sharp female voice said. Goddess Danu stands in front of me, with her hands on her hips, and her eyes narrowed at me in annoyance. “Wow, you’re actually on time! Where is Selene?” “Right here darling. But Danu is right, you could at least say thank you. Had we not given you that sword, the battle would not have turned out like it had. There would have been total devastation and Beatrix, Calida, and Silas would have won.” Selene says, pissed. “Alright. Thank you for giving me the sword. It was pretty awesome.” I say. “You’re welcome.” “Can I ask a question?” I really needed to know th
(Morrigan’s P.O.V) After waking up from the dream meeting with Danu and Selene, I looked at Rian’s beautiful sleeping face. I stared at him for Goddess only knows how long before he scared the fuck out of me.“You know, staring is rude.” He mumbles, his eyes still closed. I couldn’t help the shriek that left my mouth as he chuckled, pulling me closer to him.“That was rude.” I pout.“No, staring is rude, princess. You were taught better than that.”“Well, wake up. We need to talk.” I state, wiggling myself out of his grasp.“Not yet. I need some more cuddles.”“I need to pee, so unless you’re into water sports then I suggest you let me go.” He quickly removes his arms from around me so that I could get up and do my business, and after I brush my teeth because no one likes morning breath. I walk back into the bedroom, Rian sitting up against the headboard and scrolling through his phone. I bound across the room and jump onto the bed.“You’re chipper. A