"My powers may refuse to hurt you, but my sword won't think twice before hurting you."
growls
I took my sword out, and we started attacking each other. I cut through his chest, and he cut a piece of my cape. That cape was covering my scent—the scent he'll need to know I'm his mate. I purposely covered my face with this mask. I am a beautiful woman, I know that. I don't want him to start loving me just because his nose and eyes tell him to. This jerk doesn't deserve me in his life. If the woman that guy was talking about fifteen years ago—the one this asshole was in love with—comes back, I would rather avoid the drama of this couple. I refuse to be the third wheel. Their relationship has nothing to do with me, so they better not put me in the middle of it. The cape still covers my scent, so it's still fine.
"Ah. So I'm not the only one affected after all," giggles
That woman…
Why aren't the wounds made by her healing?
The king was thinking while the cut on his chest was bleeding.
They then started attacking each other again. The big lycan jumped at her. Celea was ready to attack back but tripped on her cape and fell on her back, with a huge lycan on top of her. His huge paws touched the side of her stomach—that's when it happened.
Mate.
That was all the king was hearing after feeling the electric shocks that went through his body after touching her. He lost control of his actions completely.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
The lycan was smelling her as if to confirm something. Celea tried to push him away but was stopped by two big and heavy paws.
Damn you, lycan. You're lucky I can't hurt you.
The king touched her neck with his wet nose, then went up and took her mask off her face with his teeth, only to find the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his thousand years of being alive. But that face looked angry at him, like she would kill him the moment she got the opportunity, which made the lycan sad. He went back to her neck and opened her cape with his teeth, only to be surrounded by the most intoxicating smell ever.
Black. All he saw was black. His human side lost control completely, and his animalistic side took charge.
Don't tell me… this idiot is about to mark me. Not on my watch, asshole.
Celea kicked him in the stomach and took her sword. After the lycan lost his balance, she knocked him out with the back of her sword, and the king fainted on top of her.
King's POV
She was on the floor with me on top of her. Still in my lycan form, so I shifted back to my human form. I was completely lost in her beauty, her smell. I was caressing her face with my hand. I touched her eyes, her cheeks, her jaw, her neck. The more I touched, the more I wanted. I touched her lips.
I want her…
I leaned closer to her face. I want to kiss her.
opens eyes
A dream… why the hell would I dream of something like that? And why am I sad I woke up before kissing her? Damn it, I'll have to stay away from her.
"You're finally awake, I see."
What the— it was her. She had her cape and mask back on.
"What are you doing here? Who even let you in?" I used my alpha tone with her, but she couldn't care less.
"Actually, what you should be saying right now is thank you for not killing me."
"And to answer your question… well, I guess your people fear me more than they respect you."
short laugh
I couldn't hear anything she was saying. All I could think about was pulling her into bed with me. Why doesn't she take that damn mask off? She looks like a shadow dressed like that—black from head to toe…
"The war."
What? How does she know about it? Me and my brothers are the only ones who know there will be a war.
frown
"I am here to win the war. I will help you win this war."
"Why would I need you for that?"
"Don't act all proud. You already know what role I play in that war, don't you?"
"And I honestly would prefer to talk and see each other as little as possible, so if it's not related to work, don't bother me. Since I made this clear, see you at the council tomorrow."
She left.
sigh
The mate bond is more dangerous than I had anticipated.
Maybe it's better that way. She'll play her role in that war, and we will never have to see each other again… right?