Tova gulped as he saw her with horror in his eyes. His mind froze for a moment. He blurted, “This is not happening!” The fate couldn’t be so cruel. Horrified as hell, Tova pulled out of her immediately. What started as a dream, what started as something he was looking forward to cherishing ended into a nightmare. Nightmares that would haunt him for his lifetime. He lifted from her and paused to see her face hoping against hope that what he saw was wrong. He blinked to clear the hallucination, but it wasn’t. And the reality struck hard as though he had been stabbed in his heart and then the knife had been twisted. He felt air whooshing out of his lungs. Alyssa couldn’t understand his reaction to the whole situation. She was getting flustered and her unease was growing by the minute. “What’s wrong Tova?”

Alyssa removed the fur and shot up straight in the bed when she recalled what happened the previous night. She saw a beast and she knew it was him. He had come to protect her. He couldn’t see her in that condition, surrounded by enemies. Her heartbeat raced as her chest tightened. Goosebumps pebbled her skin and she thought that he resented his behavior. “Oh god, Tova, I love you,” she whimpered. She removed her blanket and jumped out of the bed but a sudden ache stopped her. She squeezed her eyes shut and groaned in pain bending on her belly, as the pain traversed through her shoulder sharply. Her right hand was badly injured and she noticed bandages wrapped over there. “Alyssa!” someone called her. “Tova?” she said through her pain. 

The girl was planning on getting drunk and they had many miles to travel that day. And a tipsy mate was extremely alluring for his poor cock. Just the thought of taking his drunk mate made his shaft hard as steel. The witch must have cast a spell over him. Otherwise how could he lose control?  “My liege,” Fenris said as he watched her along with Tova. “I think she is the most alluring woman I have ever seen!”  “Don’t tell me she has cast a spell on you too?” he grated.  “Does she even need to do that? She is too pretty for that. I mean look at her round, plump br—” “Shut up!” he growled. Those breasts were for him alone to suckle. No. He wouldn’t touch them… ever! Fenris became quiet. But seconds later he

Alyssa got up from there and walked away. She went to sit in a group of soldiers who were talking about their encounters in the past battles.  When the lunch was over she went to pick her mare. However what she saw there was absolutely the most awkward situation. Tova’s stallion was merrily impregnating her mare and he… he was standing there under the shade of a canopy and watching them with his arms crossed across his chest. Alyssa stood there, rooted to the spot, her cheeks flaming red like coral and her breath hitched. Not knowing what else to do, she hid herself behind a tree’s trunk and waited till the adrenalin that had kicked in her ebbed. She was so annoyed with her mare and even more annoyed with Tova. “Damn the stallion!” she said as she punched the trunk.  “Damn the mare,” came Tova’s immediate reply. 

Trald walked up to them. He held his wife’s shoulders and pulled her away from Tova. “Mizette, you know I don’t want to do that. That is why I have called Tova. This is my last card to play against Borgan. I am stretching my patience to the extent that I am willing to put my son in the line. What else can I do?” His voice was laced with sorrow. Mizette didn’t know what to say. She was aware of her husband’s tolerance. They loved their daughter and were doing best that was in their hand to keep her married and happy. The girl had three kids. Trald held Mizette’s hand and walked with her to their room.And Tova… he continued to stare at them until they disappeared. He grabbed his head in his hands and sat back on the chair. “Alyssa…” he mu