Aynur was still human, Kalias remembered a little too late, since now the girl’s body was cold as a marble stone, frozen by the breath of death.
"Do not dare" he repeated almost like a mantra, the long, almost skeletal fingers touching that thin, now pale face of the girl."Shit! Shit!" he would repeat and repeat while removing his own clothes, because maybe... well, maybe there was still a way.The cursed waters enveloped their bodies, now both naked - Kalias’s arms held Aynur so close to him that he could hear the weak heartbeat of the girl."Survive" he practically ordered and his fingers slipped through the black strands of the girl´s hair, letting the water pass, walk there and take from the body, hair, face - every measly sign of the dry blood left over them.A low grunt escaped through Aynur’s rosy lips, her arms weak and pale, completely scratched - wrapping around Kalias' marked neck."Don’t leave me..." she said "please don’t leave me this time..." her lips trembled, her eyes still closed, but her body awake, close, warm.Hot enough that he knew she wouldn’t die.Hot enough for Kalias to walk away, but he did not walk away; he leaned over her, one hand on her neck and the other holding firmly on her hip."I’m not going anywhere" he said in her ear "and you can never get rid of me, neither in this nor in the next incarnations".Somehow those words seemed to be enough to calm the despair of that poor soul, but Aynur’s nails stick to Kalias' back."Don’t leave me," she repeated, now in a tearful tone as she brought her mouth closer to his "don’t leave me, never leave me..."The tongue of the platinum invaded her mouth before her sentence could be closed and in the blink of an eye, he pressed her against one of the stones, his hands holding her legs, the body completely glued to hers.Her fingernails stuck in his back, her fingers pressed, pulling the man closer and closer."Please..." she asked, her body writhing beneath him, her legs closing around Kalias' back; but lucky for Aynur she didn’t have to ask twice. He was soon there, between her legs, entering and leaving with the help of water that covered part of their bodies.Kalias' body moved in such a way that the water answered, like it was performing a show only for Aynur pleasure."More... please..." tears trickled down the girl’s face as she practically begged, her legs bringing the platinum closer.However, perhaps Aynur discovered another side of Kalias, one that was sadistic and smiled genuinely; or at least that was the impression she received when he was alternating between fast and then slow movements.He was torturing her, wanting to see more of her tears of frustration."Please... please..." she begged even more."And what would I gain from it? Will you wake up?" A sarcastic, husky tone came out of those lips, those which displayed their sharp fangs "I’m waiting, give me a good reason.""I don’t know!" she released with a certain revolt "just give me what I desire!"The platinum eyes widened.She had spoken like a true leader, a goddess full of authority.She made him smile, then he would give her what she wanted."As you wish, Your Highness..." the movements became sharp, strong, the nails of the girl began to tear the back of the being that was on top of her.Blood.Blood was running down his back at the time.But that didn’t even bother him, maybe he didn’t even feel the crimson fluid dripping down his body while he was just there, concentrated at that moment.And if he felt... well, he seems to have turned it into another incentive for him, since he no longer seemed to be measuring any force, any caring about the speed at which he was moving."C-calm down..." the black-haired did not prevent from releasing "I-I... I will..." Aynur’s hip arched even more, her eyes rolled and her voice couldn´t be contained, couldn´t be stopped and much less prevented from echoing throughout the forest.She got there, and a broad smile was on the face of both when that occurred...She was hot again.His body was practically on fire.☽ ━━━━━━━━ ❍ ━━━━━━━━ ☾Kalias stood at the edge of the dark forest, the towering trees casting long shadows over the path ahead. The weight of his decision lingered, heavy in his chest. To move forward, to reclaim his throne, meant confronting not only Hera and Kirill but also the past he had tried to bury deep within himself.Aynur walked beside him, her ethereal presence like a cold breeze against his skin. She had promised him the truth, the full story of what had led to his downfall. But part of him feared that truth. What if he wasn’t ready for it?“You hesitate,” Aynur’s voice came softly, pulling him from his thoughts. Her eyes glowed like twin moons as she studied his face.Kalias clenched his fists, his jaw tight. “I’m not afraid of the truth, Goddess. I just don’t see how knowing it will help me reclaim what was taken.”“The truth will set you free,” she said, a small smile playing on her lips. “Your enemy is not just Hera. It never has been.”Kalias scoffed, his wolf-like eyes narrowing. “You kee
The soft glow of the moon filtered through the cracks in the stone walls, casting long shadows across the room where Aynur’s newly awakened form lay in silence. Kalias stood at the edge of the room, torn between a flood of conflicting emotions. She had promised to restore his crown, to make him whole again, and yet... something about the Goddess’s words haunted him.How would she fix what was broken? How could she restore his kingdom when the people who once followed him were now dead or, worse, had betrayed him? His thoughts drifted to Hera, the woman who had shattered his life. He clenched his fists, the old rage surfacing like a wave ready to crash against everything in its path.As if sensing his turmoil, Aynur stirred. Her silver eyes fluttered open, their cold brilliance piercing the darkness. She regarded him for a long moment, a strange mixture of sorrow and something he couldn’t quite place. Pity?“Your mind is restless,” she observed quietly, her voice soft yet carrying the
A long time ago...When Hera was born, she knew she wasn't special.She didn't have incredible abilities, and her parents? They were average. Mediocre.In a world where magic and superpowered wolves exist, not being special was the same as being discarded. Luckily, the Goddess had been merciful to Hera, and after all that time begging for her parents' love to survive, she was able to crawl around the castle and get a job there.She was beautiful, and that was all she had. But for mediocre men like those who walked the palace halls, that was more than enough.One after another, she seduced, wishing to reach the top, to the king. But to her misfortune, the king who now sat on the throne was no longer the former Alpha, known for taking any woman that pleased him as a concubine.No.The one on the throne was his son. Kalias.A fair and kind man, but one who refused to have even a single concubine. Perhaps it was because he was the great heir to the throne, or maybe because Kalias was the
For Kalias, who had waited so long for his revenge, the things he felt were contradictory; the loyalty that seemed to well up in his chest and the gentle way the Goddess's eyes rested on him—but the fallen one had decided that he would not be shaken, nor would he forget his purpose."How will you... change what has already happened?" he asked when he met Aynur the next day. His eyes were filled with doubts, especially... if there was still a part of the human he had kidnapped, or if now, only the Goddess resided in that body."I will not change something that has already happened, but I will make you return to where you belong," the goddess simply spoke, her eyes fixed on Kalias, as her lips curved, "my dear Alpha... don't you think I have truly abandoned you, do you?""If you haven't abandoned me, then how did I end up like this? How did you allow me to be as I am?"The Goddess sighed."There are many things to be seen, Kalias, and in the end? Mortal eyes are not capable of reaching
It was to be expected by any being with even a minimal capacity for thinking - the Lord of the Vampires would not be pleased to see his special place invaded by Kalias and the Goddess. But when the door opened, and Renriel came face to face with both of them on the floor, his face contorted in a grimace of contempt and resentment."You shouldn't be here," he said as he forcefully closed the door and ordered servants to "guide" the two to another room.It didn't take long for Kalias to find him in his office, his face bearing an expression the wolf was initially unfamiliar with."You shouldn't have done that," Renriel said with a severe tone of voice - a seriousness that Kalias hadn't heard in centuries."I didn't know where else to take her. I thought there would be no harm considering she's the Goddess," the werewolf tried to say, but the vampire's eyes dilated even further with anger."You had no right to take her there.""Renriel...""No." The vampire growled. "You know...""Yes...
When the eyes of the Goddess opened again, she faced a face full of expectations and fear – the troubled face of Kalias."Aynur…," he called her as if he feared she wouldn't respond, and in the mind of the poor creature with platinum hair, a flood of memories and sensations emerged. It was as if thousands of lives were united. Thousands of phenomena enveloped her in an endless ocean."Ah...," the Goddess grumbled. "My head hurts."Kalias' eyebrows furrowed in confusion - after all, it was not common for a goddess to feel pain, but with a sigh, the platinum-haired one stood up."Tell me, Kalias...," she began. "Did something go wrong?" Her starry eyes stared at the old wolf king.The platinum-haired one raised his eyes to hers."Alice?" He called, and that was the first time the lips had spoken the human name of the white wolf. It was the first time he confirmed her existence, life, and the life he took from her."So you always knew my name...," she laughed bitterly. "I thought you did