Chapter 62: MARA.

Ethan had long since kept such information from everyone including Alrond. So he never planned on speaking about it.

“You do have a mate don’t you? Is it the one you are so much worried about?” Mara asked but was ignored as Ethan paid her no attention.

She pouted her lips in annoyance, “Crazy han? The way you just leave me hanging.”

Ethan scoffed, “if you want to know information, why not read my mind, since you enter it without my permission.”

Mara chuckled, “I only feel, then guess, and my guesses are most times always right.”

“Or I can seal my mind and leave you stranded, how is that?” Ethan asked, but Mara responded with a smile.

“I just can’t believe you are capable enough to get a mate and worry about her when you are a whore yourself. A wolf uncaring about feelings or love.” Mara said.

Ethan didn’t respond to this. He kept his head high, but a sense of guilt washed over him. He indeed had been losing his mind over the past couple of months. Amara being the sole reason. Because they were bound by the gem of Fate and Destiny, they were meant to be entwined together, and fighting such feelings was inevitable. It had indeed changed him so much, just like Mara had said.

“You do love her don’t you?” Mara asked.

Ethan sighed in frustration, “I do not fall in love Mara, love is weakness.”

As he said this, Mara stopped smiling and looked away, “it is indeed. It is.”

“How did you find a lover?” Ethan asked.

“Well, it was hundreds of years ago, when I met a human. I couldn’t be with him, so I search for every way to make him Immortal. Defiled our laws and abandoned my people, but at the end. The potion only killed him. It made me miserable. I tried to kill myself but I could not. The only thing that kept me going was the memory of him.” Mara narrated.

“And you had to sacrifice that memory up?” Ethan asked and Mara nodded.

“Now I am just nothing, itching to feel love again. You are so lucky, you have a mate that you care so much about. But once you get to that temple of Flames, your mate’s destiny would be at stake,” she said.

“I am Ethan Blackwood, I get whatever I want.”

Mara smiled at those words, “brave. One thing I like about you.”

Ethan arched his eyebrows. He found something about Mara was weird. She talked as if she knew him quite well and she made advances that no one would dare make towards him and dared to bring up conversations like this. Ever since his memory was altered that night by the gem of Fate and Destiny, he started to question himself if there were other memories affected too, maybe memories of some old flames. Perhaps the reason why he couldn’t remember the woman that had possessed Amara, calling him ‘love’ and saying things like, ‘I forgive my Lord’, ‘don’t run away from me my love’. He couldn’t help but ask.

“We’ve met before yeah?”

Mara hesitated for a while before nodding.

“Where?”

This question shook Mara, at first she didn’t want to believe that Ethan had lost his memories of her, but she insisted on following him until he dropped the act.

“You don’t remember do you?” Mara asked, her voice disappointed, “everything we did together?”

Ethan’s eyes widened. His fears confirmed, he indeed had his memories completely destroyed.

“Time together?” He asked.

“Every night in your embrace. The first week of your coronation. I was a secret slave whom you took a liking to. Telling no one else who I really was because of the beef between the supernatural beings. We were just perfect for each other.” With each word, her voice grew heavy, unable to hold the charm he put on any longer.

Concerned Ethan said, “tell me everything.”

So it turned out that Mara was an Immortal slave to the Zathkanan Palace after the huge war between the wolves, witches and immortals. Then Ethan wasn’t born. She labored for years in constant suffering, watching her people die of the same labor and stress. Her savior happened to be Ethan, who was just newly appointed as the alpha of Zathkanan Palace at such a very young age. He freed the Immortal slaves having absolutely nothing to do with such worthless creatures, but Mara caught his eyes. He had a thing for beauties and often slept with them daily. Mara was exceptionally beautiful, so he took her in and ordered for her to be cleaned up. Mara submitted herself to Ethan, seeing him as her savior and had even fallen I love with him, willing to stop mourning her dead lover. Ethan slept with her every night, igniting her love even more. Most times he would take her around, show her places, they would sit in gardens and talk about the Immortal world. It was like a life in paradise for her. She wasn’t willing to let it go.

But Ethan was Ethan, when he lost interest in Mara, he moved on, bringing other ladies into the room to play with them. This troubled Mara, but she dared not interrupt the mighty alpha king. She stood there and watched miserably. One day, Ethan sends her out of Zathkanan Palace since she had no use to him anymore. She accepted her tragic fate and left without a word, because what could she do. Sadly she went on about her daily life unable to take Ethan off her mind. She found a group heading to the temple of Flames and she joined them, hoping to find answers to her questions. Then she ended up here after sacrificing not Ethan’s memories, but the memories of her old human lover. Which left her lost and alone knowing that she would never see Ethan again. But as fate had it, Ethan came straight to her years later, but he had no recollection of her whatsoever.

After he heard of this, Ethan was silence for a few minutes before he sighed, “that is just how I am, I never knew you took it so seriously.”

“Don’t worry, after years alone, I knew you only used me to satisfy your urges,” she said with a smile. Then she placed her hand on his chest, “I still remember our nights together though, how good you made me feel,” She said, her voice hoarse.

Ethan gave a dry smile, “you do han?” he said dryly.

Mara nodded, a hint of darkness in her eyes, and her breath heavy. The thought of Ethan in bed with her once again burned her heart. She wanted to feel him again, it has been years since she last felt so good.

“Why join this group?” Ethan who had noticed the tension surging between them, a long blown out flame lit up, asked.

“Well,” Mara started, her hands searching every part of his body, “ever since the war, all this people wanted was freedom, unity and a better Silverwood, and it reminded me of you. How you released the slaves saying they have their own path to work. So I couldn’t resist. People always see the harsh side of you, but only I know your real side.”

Her movement had spiked Ethan into arousal. He had been a man whore for hundreds of years, so his body would indeed betray him at such a touch.

This only increased Mara’s excitement, “but some things about you never change.”

Ethan gave a mischievous smile. At least it won’t hurt to sleep with her for one night if she was this desperate. Her touch alone brought back a naughty side of him that he couldn’t resist. He immediately took her hands and whispered into her ears, his voice soft, warm and seductive, “then let’s get this over with.”

After he had said this, he dragged Mara into his room and shut the door.