Semua Bab Mated to the Devil, becoming the fae Luna: Bab 41 - Bab 50

I keep still and listen to the rhythm of ila’s breathing. Waiting for it to become slow and steady, signaling that she was finally asleep. Grey was already aware that we wouldn’t be coming back to the room tonight, I linked him earlier telling him the situation. I did my best to calm her, but my powers of charm don’t work on her. At first I thought I was losing my ability so I tried it on one of our enforcers and it worked without a problem. It later occurred to me that it could have something to do with her fae side. My powers of charm have worked on almost every type of creature I’ve encountered. Save for very powerful ones like Azrael and now Ila. Untangling my limbs from hers I carefully climb off the couch and head to the door. Doing my best to not make any loud noises so as to not wake her. I casted a spell earlier to make sure any outside noise could not be heard from the inside of the room in case Azrael went on a rampage again. I close the door carefully behind me, keeping th

I nod, wrapping my arms around his neck. Goddess he looks and smells so good it makes me lose all reason. I slide my hands up into his hair, feeling the soft silky locks. He moans softly, closing his eyes as I run my hands through his hair. Taking advantage of his closed eyes I kiss him softly. His hands move from my neck to my waist gripping it tightly, I moan at the contact and he deepens the kiss. My core starts to feel warm and there is a dampness between my legs. I feel him harden beneath me and I start rocking my hips against it, desperate to find some release from the pressure that has been starting to build up. He rips his mouth from mine and yanks his shirt over his head before ripping mine off, pulling my hair to tilt my neck back giving him more access. His lips travel along my neck, he sucks lightly on my collarbone making me moan and wiggle my hips faster. “Scar, please.” I pant out, not really sure what I need. “I know what you need baby,” he groans against my neck. “Are

“Okay okay,” I breathe out. “Don’t freak out because I’m not 100% sure, but I don’t think Sophie is sick. I think she’s being poisoned.” Her eyes narrow and rage fills her eyes. “I’m not positive because my father is better at this than me, but if i’ve identified these leaves correctly, the combination of them makes a deadly poison that slowly, over time makes the recipient sicker and sicker. Depending how often it’s administers it can be used as a type of torture and take years to actually kill the person.” she jumps up and I grab her arm, forcing her to stop. “Serena we can’t do anything until I verify from my father that this is the case. Imagine the hysteria that would start if a false poisoning were to spread to the castle.” The rage slowly dissipates and she collapses back in her chair. “We must not tell anyone about this. I need to get these to my father as quickly as possible and without raising any suspicion. If Sophie has been sick since Kylar was born they have to be hyper

“Thank you,” I murmured. Checking the book to make sure there were no damages to it. Once I’m done thoroughly examining it I place my book to the side and stair down at my hands. “Hey Scar?”He nuzzles his head into my hair, inhaling my scent and distracting me from my thoughts. “Yes Love?” “Stop that,” I giggle. “I have something important to tell you.” He stills and looks down at me. I take a deep breath, looking down at my hands. “So earlier after I flung everyone back I ran up to you. You were in a horrible state. They got you good. I freaked out and put my hands on your face. When I did that, these white vine-like designs appeared on my hands and started glowing. After that you healed instantly.” I look up, waiting for a reaction from him. He frowns and rubs his jaw thinking. “So that’s why I recovered so quickly. I know I’m a fast healer but I didn’t think I was that fast.” He pulls a dagger out of a strap attached to his thigh and unsheathes it. Bringing it to his palm my ey

The next few days go by quickly. I work to memorize the castle as Azrael stays busy with pack work. Alice and Emma joined me for tea a few times and Lily spent an afternoon teaching me to sew. We haven’t gone farther than we did a few nights ago and I’m nervous. As the idea of mating with him becomes more and more appealing the looming concept of me being the official Luna does as well. As soon as we mate I will have no other choice but to become the Luna. I’m on my way to find Serena to talk to her about it when I make a turn too quickly and run straight into someone. Stumbling back I manage, “I’m so sor…” before I look up and see that the person I’ve run into is Margo. She rolls her brown eyes and places her hands on her hips looking down at me with contempt. “Oh I’ve run into the little fairy.” My blood boils at the derogatory calling of the fae. I take a deep breath, doing my best to cool the fire in my blood before smiling. “Hello Margo. I would love to stay and chat but I’m on m