KING ELIJAH

Five Months Later.

“What are you doing here all alone” My husband said wrapping his strong arms around my waist and placing a kissing my mark.

“Just thinking” I muttered leaning my head to the side granting him access as his lips connected with my jaw.

It’s been a whole five months after the war and we’ve been trying to get things back to normal.

I had a mental breakdown for three months after the whole thing. Almost losing my son, losing my mother and losing my pregnancy makes me tense up thinking that someone was going to attack us.

After my son was saved and came back to life, Hilda saw her daughter laying at the bottom of the stairs with a dagger sticking out of her heart. In range she almost attacked us if not for some guards who stopped her. I have no idea what happened to her and when ever I asked Elijah, he would brush it off until I finally dropped the matter.

It’s also no secret that the witches now hate the wolves after they learned about Milka’s death. It was said that she was to be the next priestess after her mother and honestly, I have no idea why they would want to make someone who murdered innocent life from pack and covens to be their next leader.

The humans did find out about our kind-just the government though and they promised to assure everyone other humans that the green wall and light they saw was just a government test.

A few humans didn’t believe and they’ve been some rumors that humans have come into our land and seen us in our wolves form.

“What about?” Elijah asked snapping me out of my thoughts.

“Everything,” I said turning around and hooking arms around his waist. My mind goes to Micah as I looked into the gray eyes of Elijah and I frowned. “and Micah” I murmured.

Elijah sighed pushing my head towards his neck and rubbing my back. “He’ll be fine” He said trying to comfort me.

Almost everyday, we wake up to Micah screaming as he held his neck and tears pouring out of his eyes. We started letting him sleep in our room after a few screams we heard from his room.

He has been having constant nightmares, trauma from what happened to him those months back. When ever I think about it, it brings tears to my eyes.

Micah’s hair color has completely changed into a pure white and the scar he has on his face and neck stayed. He was to young for the scars to disappear because he doesn’t have a wolf yet.

I fear for him everyday and pray to the goddess that she would guide him in his path as he grows older.

Micah is now an immortal and only Elijah and I knows that. We plan on breaking the news to him when he is older, afraid that he would completely shutdown from the world if he knows he gets to live longer than everyone in the world.

I hummed as I took in the sentence of my husband and mate. I do not care for what others have to say, even though we are chosen mates I still count him as my real mate.

It was hard forgiving Elijah at first and sometimes, I blame him for everything that has happened in our lives including what happened to our unborn child.

His hands room my body suggestively and I tense up. I have been dodging being intimate with him, afraid that I might get pregnant once more and lose the child even though I have been told countless times by the healers that I can no longer have children.

He drops his hands to his side and releases a defeated sigh. “Don’t,” I mumbled against his cheeks before ghosting my lips against his. “Don’t stop touching me.” I plead and hesitantly, his arms came to grab my buttocks

He captured my bottom lips in his, sucking on the skin before thrusting his tongue in my mouth. He grabs my thigh hosting me up without breaking the kiss while I hooked my legs around his waist, the ball of my feet digging into his back.

“Let’s take this bed” Elijah murmured breaking the kiss.

He walks us the bed, placing me gently on the mattress. He used an elbow to support himself as he rest on his left side.

He looked down at me lovingly, cupping my cheeks with a smile on his face. “Are you sure about this” He asked me worriedly.

“Yes” I rasped placing my hand directly above his that was still on my cheek.

His lips came on mine again, his hand sliding down my neck to cup my breast. I groaned into his mouth, jerking my hips to his erection. He grunts, biting my lips and smoothing the pain with his tongue.

“You feel so good” he groans tilting his head up as he  grind his erection into my crotch.

He takes off my nightgown followed my pant and I was now bare before him. It’s been long he saw me naked and when I saw the love in his eyes as he looked over my body, I relaxed.

“Such a tease” He murmured twerking a nipple before moving his finger to my bare pussy.

“Elijah I need you” I gasped when a digit enters my hole.

He takes of his sweatpants after my words freeing his dick that hits on his stomach when it was out. I clench my thigh at the sight of his dripping tip and licked my lips as his precum fell to his lap.

He takes out a condom from the drawer, tearing the foil and sliding the rubber down his length. I know he’s trying to make me comfortable knowing that I was scared of getting pregnant again even if it can ever happen.

I sent him a smile, dropping the wall I have built between our bond and pushing the love and gratitude i have for him through the bond. He smiles at that doing the same before setting his dick at the top of my entrance.

“I love you so much my queen Celeste” He said with a grunt as he ease himself into me.

“I love you to my King Elijah” I said while clenching around his dick.

“Now shut up let me make love to you before fucking you after” He rasped when his whole length was finally in me and I chuckled before kissing him on the lips.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yes my king”

THE END