I didn't realise that I had made such a massive impact on his life that he had fallen head over heels in love with me and everything that happened to try to separate us just added to the possessiveness that he now has for me. I whimper and even though he scared me, Lorelei surprises me when she whispers in my head.
“I'm sorry, I could have stopped it, but I wasn't expecting him to react to you messing with him as he did. If I had, then our Royal power would have absorbed and mixed with his not allowing him to order us as he did.”“You’re talking about our Royal power sharing, aren’t you?”“Yes, when we are paying attention when Zachariah or Morpheus releases his Royal power, our Royal power responds and mixes with his until it is then absorbed by us.”I snap my eyes to Zachariah as I see him move, but it seems to only be, so he is now crouched in front of me but is now blocking me from FaZachariah is the first to get out of the shower, grab a towel, and walk out of the bathroom. I take just a moment longer and think about what happened at the cliff and then what Morpheus had said about me being able to make him obey me as well. I understand how easily it came to Morpheus to give the order to obey and not think twice about it. He is an Alpha; he has always been in control, always the leader. Me, I don’t; I wasn’t born or raised a leader and I had made myself into a fighter, a warrior, but now do I have it in me to do what Zachariah and everyone else needs me to be? I am startled out of my head when Zachariah steps to the door and says, “Come on, Yasmine, we need to go.” I turn off the water and step out of the shower, grabbing the other towel that is hanging on the hook on the wall. I wrap it around me and then walk out of the bathroom, through the bedroom, and into the closet. I quickly pull on some panties and a bra, before smiling and grabbing a pair of my jeans
I giggle but then frown until I look into his eyes and see that they are a mix of both him and Morpheus. He then moves his hand and slides it over my cheek as he continues, “I love that you chose to wear it, even though my scent is embedded into you. I love smelling me on you…” He then leans in and gently places a soft kiss on my lips. He then smiles, as there is a very distinctive knock on the door. Zachariah slides his hand from my cheek as he steps back and then walks over to the door, opening it. I laugh as he then has to step back from the door as a little body comes running in. I laugh again as I crouch down and that same little body runs straight into my arm. I gather him up in my arms as I stand. He wraps his little arms around my neck and gives me a soft little kiss on the cheek. I then rub my nose against his as I say, “What are you doing up so early, little munchkin?” “The pack needs me, mummy, just like Jasper did when we got here…” “Okay, little munchkin, just make s
I don’t think as my training kicks in and I run to see what is going on. I am surprised when I see lots of werewolves in both their wolf and human forms. However, it's not the wolves that are attacking. Each human form seems to have a small pistol-like weapon. I watch in horror for a few moments as they lift these weapons, pointing them at not only the guards but everyone. It seems to happen in slow motion, as the pistols shoot and the person they are pointing at then falls to the ground. I am startled into action when my wolf makes me move as one of those pistols is pointed and fired in my direction. I dodge whatever they are shooting, run and attack the human-wolf that shot at me. I fight him, but once I have the upper hand, I don’t kill him but knock him out. I then pick up the pistol and take a very close look at it, but it doesn’t look like a normal gun. I then search his pockets and find pull out a black pouch thing. I open it and I am surprised to find tranquillizer darts. an
I see the argument they both are having within themselves, but I stand my ground. If I lose Zachariah, then there is no point in fighting the Demon’s contract claim over me. Zachariah snaps his eyes to mine, making me realise that I had sent what I was feeling over our bond. He closes the gap between us and has his hand on my cheek before I realise that he has actually moved. He then whispers, “I will not let you give yourself to him. I will not let him take our daughters. We do this together.” Tears sting my eyes once more and again I feel like a sook as it is normally only my temper that I can’t control. Zachariah chuckles again as he steps in even closer, pulls me into his body and places a soft kiss on my lips before surprising me and lifting me up. He then carries me back over to the bed and lays me down. As he then steps back, I look at Ava as she says. “I won’t stop you going after Malik. however between then and now you will need to rest or you will be having these pups ear
I flinch as one hand touches my arm and the other moves my hair, hooking it behind my ear before placing it on my cheek. Tears sting my eyes as I don’t know if I can trust what I am feeling. I feel the tingles and sparks telling me that Zachariah is touching me, but then I feel his hands and even without the tingles and sparks, they cause pleasure to run through my body.I shiver, thinking and feeling like I have just done what I said that I would never do, and that is, give my body willingly to someone else other than Zachariah. My breaths then start to shallow and I am finding it hard to breathe. I feel the one touching me move and flinch even more, which makes it even harder to breathe.I try to take breath after breath as I try to apologise to Zachariah for what just happened and for what I am sure will happen every day and more than once for the rest of eternity. Then, all of a sudden, the tingles, sparks and hands are gone. I then feel two little hands and a slight warming.With
When I wake, I am wrapped tightly within Zachariah’s arms and he has nothing on other than his boxers, allowing my hands to slide effortlessly over the skin and muscles of his chest. I smile as I feel and then hear the low rumble of his growl as he slowly wakes. He tightens his arms, pulling me closer as I look up and into his now-open eyes.I then lift my head as much as I can and look around. However, I don’t see who I am looking for. I let my head fall back to my pillow, which happens to be his arm, and whisper,“Where is Darius?”“I put him to bed not long after you fell asleep on me.”I smile, “So that is why my hands are touching bare skin instead of the t-shirt you were wearing before.”“Yeah, well, when I returned you seemed to be in one of your nightmares again and I climbed in wearing my clothes. You tried to hit me, so I stripped. I allowed you to feel my skin and the tingles and spar
I look over at Zachariah and then back at the slightly older lady, a little confused as I ask, “I understand that Summer was meant to be a powerful Witch but still why take her so young?” “Everyone knew who she was and who her mother was and with a little of her witch power already surfacing, I knew she was special, hence the protection circle around our coven. However, what I didn’t realise back then but when I felt her come of age, I knew. She was her father's daughter…” “What do you mean, her father's daughter?” “Her father was one of Werewolf Royal blood, which, of course, didn’t show itself until she came of age. This made her a Witch-Werewolf hybrid…” “But wouldn’t her wolf be more at the front than the witch?” Zachariah asks, “Normally yes, but as you know, even a normal werewolf doesn’t really get their wolf until they are between the age of 13 and 18, making it possible for the witch's magic inside her to grow before the age of 13. Now the other thing that made her even
** Dream cont’ Zachariah gets to his feet and then helps me to mine. With his hand still in mine, we turn and face everyone within the room. We bow as Rania yells, “LONG LIVE KING ZACHARIAH AND QUEEN YASMINE!” “LONG LIVE KING ZACHARIAH!" “LONG LIVE QUEEN YASMINE!” Echoes throughout the room and into the night as everyone raises their voices cheering for their new Royals. Once the cheering dies down, the music starts and Zachariah leads me down and into the middle of the room. He smiles and bows before pulling me into him and then whisking me around the room as we dance. I laugh as we continue to dance, and then suddenly the sky outside goes dark as the lights in the throne room dim. I watch as that dark grey cloud starts turning on the floor and then slowly rises until that handsome male walks out of it once more. He smirks as Zachariah steps in front of me and growls. However, he just lifts his hand, lifting Zachariah into the air at the same time as he says, “Now,