Aniya had meant every word when she said that her life was now in Inaymi. Belladonna had told her all about Ikrus and Aniya hadn't been pleased about it at all. “I will not allow anyone to take me from my son. I would rather die than go to some strange Realm with someone who was sent to kill me. A soulmate? That sounds far too ridiculous to be true.” That had been her response last night when she had finally woken up. Things had only gotten better the next day. Aniya hadn't had any unfortunate experience befall her ever since she had woken up. No more bleeding and no more screaming in pain, or begging for death. Not only that, but Eli found some witches. They were trying to get the Ringer out of Aniya at the moment and things were looking promising.Aniya was chained down by silver as the witches tried all they could to summon this Ringer out of her and destroy it. At a point, Aniya had shifted into a lycan and threatened to kill them all, but the silver restrained her and she
“Was it here?” Her question caught him off guard and it took too long for him to interpret the words. All he could think about was the fact that she was touching him. Was she drunk? No, he couldn't smell any alcohol from her. “The dagger. Was it here?” Oh, that was what she wanted to know. “Yes.” If his hands weren't already occupied with Arlo who was struggling between sleep and catching his toy, he would have held her hand so it would stay on his skin forever.She reached for a button but paused, then she looked up at him and he gave her a subtle nod. Of course, she could unbutton his shirt! She had no idea how much it would delight him for her to do more. By Ignas, he had been starved and deprived. A suffering he did deserve. She undid two buttons of his gray cotton shirt, so she could see the affected area properly. He had told her about the Witcher's mind manipulation and somehow, she had forgotten to ask him how he was doing or if there were side effects from the dagger’
Just as the Thanatou had said, they had to wait and observe the portal and see if the Mother knew anything about it. They had to be careful not to fall into any trap. However, they couldn't wait forever.The more the Thanatou stayed in hiding, the more his power was threatened and the more it would be harder for him to gain control of his Realm. The Thanatou couldn't believe his mother was throwing a useless tantrum just because he had killed his sister. If she had stayed in line and not interfered with his activities of ruling, then he wouldn't have killed her.She brought this death upon herself.When he would gain his throne again, he would give his Thanis warrior that was in love with her, another Thanks woman who would be obedient. She would make him forget about his sister and he would remain loyal by his side forever. After all, he had made a promise to his Thanis warrior. “When the reign is mine again, I will gift you a befitting female of your choice,” he had clicked to h
The full moon gave her more strength. There was no more perfect night than this.She could feel the power rush through her veins. The chains that had now vanished from her heart made her feel ecstatic, she could feel the tingles at the tips of her fingers. The Thanatou must be dead. Her freedom was now acquired. She had to get Eli back, however there were a couple of problems. How would she get off this mountain without dying? Where was she?All that, she would figure out with time. She just had to follow her string. ________Back in Inaymi, the Full Moon Feast was being celebrated in the Village Square. The sound of drums and many instruments being played filled the air. There were many people dancing at the Village Square, celebrating. Aniya was one of those people.She was in the crowd dancing with her veil tied around her face, as she danced to her heart's content. Earlier, Zesika and she had talked about her experience with the Ringer. Apologies had been made when nece
Different activities were going on during the celebration. A crowd had formed around two wrestling men. Bets had been placed and the crowd roared for their fighter to win. Belladonna had joined the crowd too, just so she could find out what was going on. When she saw that it was a wrestling competition, she lost interest and started to walk away but someone had stopped her. “You are the Bride!” It was a woman. She half yelled so that her voice could be heard above the shouting crowd. “You made my sweater.” She said with excitement and Belladonna smiled as the woman told her about how much she loved Belladonna’s sewings and how many of them she had. With Belladonna now engrossed in a conversation she enjoyed, Eli decided to stay. His eyes were ever on her and it was wonderful to see her relaxed and happy. It was a great distraction from the turmoil that wrestled inside of him. A really good distraction that he didn't realize when someone ran across the wrestling circle and stru
It only took him a second to pull away. Hurt flashed in his eyes. “Do not do this. Not again, please. Do not offer me your lips when you know I cannot have the rest of you.”She blinked, then she nodded. “You are right, I don't— I don't want you. I’m angry— you lied to me and I’m angry still— very angry— I should go before I do something that— I—” Her actions contradicted her words because with every pause, her grip on his collar tightened and she pulled closer to her, her gaze heated on his lips.A drunken desire flashed in her eyes and he tilted his head in confusion, his gaze dark and observant. “You are not drunk.” He stated. He had followed her around during the Feast and she had taken no alcohol. He was sure of it. “I am not drunk,” her reply was a whisper. “Kiss me, Eli.”He pressed his forehead against hers. “It is not only your lips I desire, Donna.”“I know,” her blue eyes were filled with… longing?He was observing her once again, she looked very much in control of her
His gloved hand didn't leave hers and he wouldn't let her close her eyes when the pleasure hit. “Do not look away. I want you to look at this and remember it forever. Look at the mirror.”By Ignas. This mirror. This wasn't what she had in mind at all the first time she had seen this mirror. It was like Fate wanted her to burn this moment into her memory in every way possible, so she could forever remember this moment— her moment of defeat. Her fingers sank into her wet entrance and her thumb rubbed over her clit, her rhythm fast. She wished it was his hands doing this to her instead, but Eli wore his guilt as gloves and he kept himself from desires that he had longed for as punishment. She fell back against him, mumbling incoherent words as she felt the pleasure spread to the tip of her toes, that it was hard to stand. His head dipped and his tongue rolled over her nipple.It hit right then. “Eli…” she moaned. He kept an arm around her waist keeping her anchored to him. So th
He came inside her, and she let him. She desired him so much, she had reached for him more than once.She had moaned his name at the top of her lungs and given her body to him without rejection. She had been his good girl. She had replied positively to it herself.That meant that she was his, only his. Also, with an implied answer she had claimed him.Not in a million dreams would he have suspected that this would happen tonight or they would go this far. His happiness was boundless. The day of Full Moon Feast would forever remain special because of this. Eli wanted to remain inside her forever, but he wasn't as hard as he was before and he feared that his weight might crush her. So he pulled out of her, carried her and headed to the bathroom. He just couldn't stop smiling.When he laid her into the tub, she didn't let go, so he went in with her.She sat down in the tub and he sat next to her.Now that he was no longer sad, this bathroom was quite large. It reminded him of th