Chapter 64
“Mom, Noooooooool” I scream and thrash around.
1 need to get to her. But I can’t move. My vision is blurry. There is pain everywhere, I can’t believe this is happening.
My mom is dead. My dad is dead. Mu
Murdered by this evil woman. I want revenge.
1 call for my wolf once again, she can help me break free from this magic.
I call my wolf.
I call my wolf again.
No answer. Only silence, like screaming into the void of space.
I feel a cold hand on my face as Evelyn forces me to look into her eyes. She glares at me, searching for something.
“Looks like your poor mother failed her spell. But don’t worry, just do your part and be a good little broodmare for Marcus. then everything will be fine for you
I glare at her. I try to speak but my mouth is still magically bound.
“Oh you
wish to say something, petal?” she laughs. I feel my mouth able to move again.
“Fuck you!” I curse at her, “I’m going to kill you! I’m going to kill you and make you suffer for what you did to my parents. I’m going to find this Marcus and I’m going to make him suffer too.”
I was to sound threatening and cast fear into her heart. But all she does is laugh harder.
“Oh you are precious. Feisty, just like your father and a mouth just as filthy as your mother’s.”
She strikes me across the face. I taste blood in my mouth. My wolf howls inside me from what seems like miles and miles away.
I take the chance and try to grab a hold of my wolf. If I can shift now then I can stand a chance.
But Evelyn senses what I’m doing and pulls my wolf out of my grasp again.
“Had your parents just agreed to marry you to my son, this would not be happening to you.”
Her eyes begin to glow and I feel like my mind is edging eaten away.
“You will forget everything except for your name your wolf will be chained within you” she chants, “you are no one, you are nothing. You will devole every moment of your life to Marcus when he finds you. You will want nothing more than to please him and bear his children.”
The sensation of cold chains gripping my very soul sends me into shock. My body shakes violently and I scream
I want it to end
Please let it end?”
“Hold still petal will all be over soon” is the last thing I hear.
I wake up shaking, panting. Warm hands are on my face.
“Anella! Can you hear me?” Ethan’s panicked voice breaks me out of my trance.
ments ago is the past, five years ago.
I look around. I’m not in the woods, I’m in my bedroom, What I just saw moments.
“Yes, I can hear you,” I pant, my chest feels heavier than usual. The sensation of Evelyn’s hands around my throat still lingers on my skin.
He looks at me and my ragged expression. “What happened?”
to well up “T.I saw my
I swallow hand. Tears start to well u
aw thy parents.”
over us and offers his body as comfort, I nestle into him and tell him what I saw, choking back tears until they just come
Ethan throws a blanket over flowing out anyway.
I also remember the moments after stumbling through the woods in tattered clothes. I remember Marcus coming across me. He smiled when he us mir, not a kind smile but a hungry one.
Chapter 64
I remember now all the times he tried to be intimate with me, how both of us would mysteriously just fall asleep and wake up with no memory. always thought we had just gotten drunk. But it was not that…
“Your mother’s spell worked,” Ethan says in awe. “Marcus never laid with you. She protected you with her dying breath”
I touch my chest, “To think that she was with me the whole time and I had no idea.
Tears fill my eyes again and 1 sob into his chest. First tears of pure loss and sorrow. And then tears of anguish and rage.
“My entire life turned upside down because of one woman’s greed and selfishness,” my voice cracks, “because she was jealous and wanted power.. because she still envies my mother even though she killed her. How is that fair, Ethan?”
“It isn’t.” He whispers as he cradles me gently. He places his fingers beneath my chin and lifts my face to meet his gaze.
“But I promise you this, Ariella Loveta, just as your parents did everything in their power to save you, I too will do everything within my power to protect you and our son
I place my hand behind his neck and bring myself up to kiss him and he kisses me back.
There is no animalistic desire driving me. No fire in my veins stoked by raging hormones from the fetus in my belly. I just want to be close to him and feel his temperature and his scent envelope me.
Ethan responds to the kiss. I readied myself for his usual passionate counter, for his unbridled sexual waves that crash against me over and over again. But it doesn’t come.
His response is gentle and loving, tender and kind. His hand carefully, yet firmly caresses my tear–streaked face as our lips dance in unison.
The kiss is eventually broken and I stare into his eyes. There is golden fire in them, but there is no inferno. Rather it is a warm and nurturing dame, like a comforting hearth on a long winter’s night.
“Ethan,” I hear my voice whisper hoarsely,
Yes, 1
Princess.” He replies sweetly, brushing stray hair from my face. His thumb wipes away the moisture from my t
tears. “What do you need?”
I look him in the and murmur, “You.
He kisses me. It’s hotter, like we are melting and becoming one. I feel myself becoming wet as his hands snake their way to my thighs
This touch is different from before.
The way he is exploring my body, the way his fingers are tracing my curves, is with something akin to reverence.
The way he is looking at me. I know I am his, but he is also mine. A month ago, he asked me what I wanted, but I didn’t answer.
Now, I don’t have to ask–I already know the answer.
“Tell me,” he says heavily, his fingers grazing against the back of my skin as his lips placing gentle and loving kisses along my collar bone to the swells of my breasts. “What’s in your mind?”
Iarch forward, eager for his touch, for his kiss, for his reverence of my body. The warmth of his attention washes away the filth of Evelyn’s defiling of my life.
“I’m thinking” I say, cupping his face and guiding him towards my breast, “that we belong to each other.
He chuckles. “Damn right we do”
I sigh as he suckles my nipple gently between his lips.
Ethan smiles and pushes me carefully down into the pillows. My nightgown peels off along with his shorts. The cold air has no chance as only the heat of our bodies remain between us.
I hold him tightly as his cock enters me
me with eas
lease, never ever wanting to
ng to let him go.
Like I said many times before he whispers, grasping my body close to his, “You’re mine. Mate
“Always” Trepral. A promise. “I can’t wait to be your wife!”
1 moan as he begins to move, every cell of me, my heart, my mind, my body, my soul, exclaims to the universe that I belong to the Alpha King. Ethan Sterling
Hur turn, a chillereeps up my spine. A sense of foreboding pugs at the edges of my consciousness. I try to dismiss it, but the feeling intensifies and I