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Chapter Eighteen
 

 

 

Stupid stupid stupid wolfkind,
how could one little slip of a bitch outsmart him?

I
knew he had failed because I still sensed her life force even now.

I'd
run into the forest quickly after giving the animal his orders, but was able to
pick up whispers whenever I let myself tune in.

I
had to shut off my senses to a degree just in case I'd been discovered and they
were searching for me. With the failed attempt it might only be a matter of
time anyway. dumb animal.

I still don't quite understand
how she'd survived the attack, those of her realm didn't possess our powers,
she was just a weak little nothing who thought she could just take our leader,
a man who deserved only the best, namely me.

I’m
of noble stock after all, was born here in our realm, I'm beautiful, rich and
of grand birth, all the things needed in the mate of a leader.

The
one who should be the mother of the future empress; I've studied that legend my
whole life. I have been prepared for my place at his side since I was old
enough to understand such things. There was no way in this world or the next
that I would ever let her have him; why the elders hadn’t put an end to this
madness long ago was a mystery. There must be some way around this. his calling
could not have been from one from the destroyed land.

I'll have to regroup, I doubt it
would be long before someone uncovered what I'd done if they hadn’t already;
though I’d blanked the animal's mind of my part in the attack after giving the
command so only the strongest among our kind will be able to pull it out there
was no doubt the golden one would’ve done that if the animal hadn’t been killed
outright.

I'll
just have to lay low for a while but I'm in no way finished, I'd already set
plans in motion from the first moment I heard of the unnatural pairing of my
king with the subhuman weakling.

I'd
had to join forces with the hateful Vulcans, a clan to the north that had been
outlawed eons ago for their treachery.

I
was willing to do whatever it took to take my rightful place at Donovan's side,
I'd only had to promise them reinstatement into our society.

They
had morphed into a warring people known for their viciousness and cunning.

I
didn't care if they killed off most of our people in the process, some of them
were just a strain on our resources anyway.

When
I become queen I will see about culling the weakest ones out, it was believed
the Vulcans had become cannibalistic in their exile, that should keep them
happy until I figured out how to get rid of them after they'd served their
purpose.

But
first I needed to sleep, needed rest, but for some strange reason, each time I
closed my eyes I saw a pair of cerulean blue orbs staring back at me with
malevolent intent.

I
didn't know anyone with those eyes but for some reason they gave me an
overwhelming feeling of fear.

 

 

 

‘They're coming.'

My
eyes flew open as the voice seemed to resound around the room so strong was the
warning though in reality it was only in my head.

Looking
over at Tamara, I saw her flinch slightly, a frown on her sleeping face as our
daughter gave her warning.

"Donovan?"
Her sleep heavy voice was filled with confusion as she struggled to open her
eyes.

"Ssh,
ssh, it's okay love, go back to sleep."

I
pulled her closer, my hand going to the mound of her stomach to settle the
children in her womb with my touch.

Sending
calming waves to her mind, I put her back to sleep as I shielded her from the
conversation about to take place.

It
was becoming more and more evident that our children, especially Nicola, was
stronger than even I expected.

With
my hands on my wife I realized that she'd grown in the short few days we'd been
in my home, it wasn't a huge difference, but it was enough that I noticed.

This
was evidence that the children were growing at a more rapid rate in my realm
than on earth. 

These
things were not covered in the legend of the empress, in fact, not much was
known about this time before her birth, only that with her birth, as the
daughter of 'The Golden One' she will bring much joy and prosperity to our
land.

She
will be loved by all from her birth, she would grow to be a magnificent empress
of great beauty, inside and out.

There was much more written in
the chronicles that had been hidden for a time, things that were hidden from
even me, things no man had ever uttered.

I'll
have to look into those things later, right now I needed to deal with my
daughter.

'Let
your mom sleep little empress, she needs her rest, these last few days have
been very hard on her and we need to protect her.'

'She's
strong father and grows stronger every day, we have been strengthening her as
she sleeps, when the time comes she will be ready, as will we.'

'I
don't want her hurt.'

'She
won't be.' She said that last with such force I had no choice but to believe
it.

'My
daughter, you're just a little scary.'

I
heard their laughter at my teasing.

'As
to your warning, who's coming?'

'Vulcan.'

That
one word might be enough to strike fear in many of our people, for me it was
nothing, now I understood why the empress had sent out the call for the
wolfkind to gather an army.

The Vulcan are a barbaric tribe
with more animal traits than human, their savagery was well publicized
throughout the galaxies.

The
fact that they'd once been part of our realm meant they knew of the inner
workings of our society, not to mention the lay of the land. And though had
been hundreds of years since they’d been cast out in disgrace i had no doubt
the ones who’d been born here still remembered.

I
didn't want this fight to come to my people, I will not lose one soul to the
perfidy of a mad woman.

No
innocent blood must be shed because of this folly.

I opened my mind and senses and
sent out a search in a wide arc while shielding the essence of my presence.

It
took mere seconds for me to find the traitor and her gathering army; it was a
massive army at that but still nothing for me to fear. I wondered at the madness
of our enemies, did they not know, had they not read? How did they expect to
defeat The Golden One? why would anyone take on what amounted to a suicide
mission?

I
would've stayed there longer but my daughter was feeling mischievous it seemed
and sent a threatening wind amongst the gatherers, a cloud formed above their
heads and in that cloud, the tail of a dragon.

I
felt their fear before I pulled quickly back.

'Nicola,
your mother.' I admonished her.

It
didn't escape my notice that my son had taken a step back and let his sister
lead, even now in the womb they'd fallen into order.

I'm
thinking the enemy might've stood a better chance at leniency with my son than
with the empress.

'She's
asleep father, you have her well insulated."

'But
your strengths will be draining on her, remember she is not as us, we must take
more care.....'

'Father,
do not underestimate mother's strength, she has to be very strong and capable
to carry us after all.'

Well
when you looked at it that way I guess the little terror had a point, still I
didn't want my Tammy harmed, seems to me her daughter was a bit more warrior
than diplomat.

I was beginning to wonder about
those things that had been hidden in the chronicles, maybe they would shed some
light on what to expect from the unborn empress since it seemed she wanted to
start her reign from the womb.

It
was going to be fun keeping her in check until it was her time to rule, which
wouldn't be for quite some years yet.

 

 

They're talking again, I can't
tell what about, but lately it's been getting easier for me to pick up the vibe
when they were up to something.

Donovan
was very good at protecting me from certain things but I was still able to
discern some on my own.

I've
also been noticing some changes in myself, like the fact that my senses were
way more intense than ever before, I'm almost inclined to believe this was due
to pregnancy but somehow I think something more was going on here.

Like
while asleep I could swear I was performing some type of martial art but not
like any I'd ever heard of or seen before. I'd awaken just knowing that I was
capable of doing those things.

Of
course I couldn't try it out to see if it was legit because Donovan would freak
the hell out if I did anything more strenuous than lift a fork.

In
the last few days since the attack he's been even more attentive and tyrannical
if you want to know the truth.

I now had a Garda of more than
twenty, three of whom were always in speaking distance, everyone has been kind
and helpful and not just because I was Donovan's, but they seemed genuinely
happy to have me here.

The
women weren’t snippy or catty like you would expect when someone new come in
their midst and stole the cream of the crop. in fact they were very amusing and
forthcoming.

In
the short time I’d been here, well except for the attack it has been wonderful.
I’m not sure what I expected but this went above and beyond anything I could’ve
imagined. His parents were nice and so were his friends, no one seemed too put
out that he was marring the earthling and those who knew that I was with child
were exceptionally sweet.

Tonight’s the night the big
announcement will be made about the imminent birth of the empress, that was to
be followed by a formal binding ceremony where I would become his in his realm.
To say I’m nervous is an understatement, being without friends and family on
earth is one thing, being without them in a whole other world quite another.
I’m amazed at how easily I have accepted this whole thing, maybe it’s because
of the way I feel about him that makes it so acceptable. I can’t imagine life
without him, never knowing his touch again or the loving way he tends to me.
That look on his face when he’s just gazing at me as if I’m the most precious
thing in his world.

I waited until the buzzing from
their private conversation abated before opening my eyes and turning to him.

"What
are you three up to?"

He
smiled and rubbed his thumb sotfly over my lips.

"Nothing
for you to worry about baby, did you have enough sleep, are you hungry?"

"I'm
good for now, well maybe......"

I
let my hand find him under the sheet that covered his lower half.

"What
have we here?"

I
rubbed my thumb over the wet tip of his hardness.

"Uhmmmm...,
you keep that up you'll soon find out, come here."

I
found myself flat on my back as he made his way down my body, his tongue going
to my heat where my juices already flowed.

I
raised my knees as my hands pulled him closer, head back as my hips worked
under his tongue.

"Fuck
me."

I
pulled him up my body until our lips met and I could taste myself on his
tongue.

He
eased his cock into me slowly until I was full.

"You're
so fucking hot baby, shit."

He
bit into my neck as he fucked me nice and deep, pulling out slowly he teased my
entrance with the smooth tip of his cock before he reentered just as slowly,
teasing me when I had the need for a wild  hard fucking.

My
hands on his ass sent the message that I wanted more.

"Fuck
me harder, I need it hard and deep....."

He
pulled my ass closer as his dick picked up speed, with my heart racing I
wrapped my legs around him as we fucked like animals, his lustful growls working
to make me even hornier.

"Let
me fuck you from behind baby."

Without
waiting for my answer he pulled out and got me positioned to take his cock just
how I needed him, it seemed we both liked it best this way. More primitive and
wild.

"Uhmmmm,
yeah daddy, hurt me with that big, fat, cock........ouch.......Ooooh, yeah fuck
your little princess raw....."

It
felt as though my body was about to explode, his cock felt like it reached even
deeper in me than ever before and pussy was sloppy wet, I could hear every
thrust he made in and out.

I
looked over my shoulder to see him with his head thrown back, teeth gritted as
he drilled into me.

Something was going on with me, I
couldn't quite put my finger on it, it was as if something else had taken over
my body, y sexual need was growing stronger and stronger almost as if I needed
it to survive. The deeper he drove, the harder he pounded, the more I wanted, I
was on fire.

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