Chapter 75 Chapter Seventy-Five

Chapter 75 Chapter Seventy-Five


Keira

One day was all it took Kaelan to deal with Aiden, and his mate. The news were everywhere. Stormfang pack was crumbling, Aiden was in hanging on a thread, if he wasn't battling with his last breath that is.

I chuckled a little, before raising my glass of wine to the air. Let's see if he would still keep on acting like he was all I could ever have.

“Enjoying your dinner, while your subjects are thinking of throwing you off the seat.”

I rolled my eyes in annoyance. “And now,” I dropped my glass down with just enough force to shook the drink left inside of it. “I suddenly lost my appetite, you can sit and eat of what is left.” I stood up, and was about to leave. She stood in my way, arms crossed against each other.

“You keep amusing me as the day rolls by. Just the fuck do you think you are?”

“Your–”
“My uncle's wife.” I shook my head at her stupid obsession. “Even if I were to give up on the throne, It would go straight to my uncle, your husband. Not you, or your dumb son. Get that in your head, and fucking stop being an annoying dummy.” I made to walk out of the dining, but she held my arm, and dragged me back.

Seriously. I ran my fingers through my hair while chuckling at her guts. I stopped running my fingers through my hair, raised my head to look at her. She had a deep glare on her face.

My right hand aimed for her face, landing a resounding slap there. She yelped out, clutching on tight to her face. She looked up in surprise. “You slapped me?”

“Why asking when you just felt the impact on your skin?” I stepped close to her. “I would have added another one because I love doing things as a pair. However, consider this as me being lenient. I told you before, I don't mind killing you, you made an attempt on mine before, killing you means nothing to me.” She moved back when I reached out for her hair. “I hate how you keep making me repeat myself all over again all in the name of warning you, however, this is the last time I will have to hide my ruthlessness under the cloak of dumbness.”

I reduced a step backwards, my eyes never left her. “The next time you will get on my nerves. I can't guarantee you I won't punish you, who knows... Death might be my final decision.”
I walked away without another word, I headed straight for my room, initially, I thought about going to the throne room after my dinner, but after my encounter with the witch downstairs, I was in no mood to work. And besides, it was late already. Going out for a run crossed my mind, but I changed my mind almost immediately.

Since I merged with my inner wolf, I have never for once changed to my wolf form. I heard it was always painful during the first, and second change. I really wasn't ready for the pain. I guess the pain word might fit in well as an excuse. Maybe a long shower, or a bath would do the trick in calming my nerves.

My door closed softly behind me. I didn't move immediately, my nose caught a familiar scent.

Kaelan really needs to stop doing this.
“Is this your new way of announcing your presence?”

“I thought you would never come to see me. I kept wondering if you were going to spend the night in the throne room, or your private library.” He stepped away from where he stood beside my wardrobe, a grin was on his face as he walked up to me. “ I had begun to think through my decision of coming to your room when I was yet certain on where you were going to spend the night today.” He spread his arms when he got to where I stood with a frown. I refused to embrace him.

“Should I be glad that you didn't hurl a knife at me?” I scoffed. “And were you spying all of my moves, seriously?”

“Come on, baby.” He pulled me into his arms despite my angry grumbles. His strong arms wrapped around me in a comforting way. “I am sorry. I just wanted to know how my wife was faring.”

“And you decided knowing when I sleep, and the sudden materializing in my room is the only way to show that you so much miss me?”

“Don't you like it?” I pushed him off, but he kept on holding to my waist.

“Will I be shouting if I like it?”

“Maybe, maybe not. Fine, I won't spy on you again.”

I sneered. “As of I would believe you.”

“I am glad you don't,” he chuckled. “At least, you won't frown if you suddenly see me sitting in your throne room.”

“That is when I will end up cutting off your dick.”

“Really?” he leaned into me, our nose touched. “Can you?” He asked, his voice came out almost in a whisper which managed to send a tingle down my my feet. “Are you really sure you won't get aroused when you see it?” He lowered his face down to my neck area, and pressed a soft kiss there.

A shiver rippled through my chest at the sound of his voice filling my ears. My legs went weak immediately. Why the fuck was I letting his words get in the way of my legs?

“Since you can't respond, I guess you can't do that.” He chuckled before lifting his head up to meet my red looking face. “You want to cut off the dicks that makes you go crazy while it rides you to several orgasm. Well, I guess we should make the best out of it now before you cut it off.”

“Hell no way. We are not having sex tonight.”

“I never said we are going to,” A wolfish grin took over his calm face. “I can smell your sweet arousal. “You were thinking of my dick, weren't you?”

“No.” I snapped. Inwardly, I prayed the heavy red stain on my cheeks would clear.

“We will see about that.” A laugh bubbles through my throat when he suddenly lifted me up. I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist. “I am sure you came for something else...”

“That can wait, we will talk about that later for now...” He dropped me gently on my bed, and climbed up on top of me. “I want to be with my wife.”

“I want to pleasure my wife sounds more like it.”

He grinned. “No more talks, you could do with some moaning.” That said, he bent down, and claimed my lips.