A Queen's Dark Prison

Chapter 6: Relaxing A Little

-Octavia-

"She can't take anymore!" someone exclaims.

"You know our orders! They are clear. Break her!" another voice shouts.

"She is dying! We need to give her some time to heal, or we will kill her."

I don't know who says these things. It feels like I've gone blind. I feel nothing but pain. I just want it to be quiet, but people are shouting around me. I can't really understand much, but I know they are talking about me.

"Either she breaks, or she dies! I don't give a damn. You hear him. Besides, we can't give her a chance to recover, or she might break free from those chains."

Can I? Break free? Do I even want to? I just want it all to go away. I want to go somewhere where it doesn't hurt, but where can I go? I sink deeper and deeper into myself, forgetting who I am, where I am. I don't even know my name anymore. I don't know how I end up here, but there is something that stays with me as I delve deep inside myself. A name. Just one name. I don't know who it belongs to. I don't know why it's important, but for some reason, I know I need to remember it. I need to hold onto it as I forget myself.

Valerio...

-Isabella-

Damian was out running with the others while us girls sat together. We still had our girl nights, even though Octavia wasn’t here. We knew she would want us to stay together and stay strong, but it wasn’t the same.

She was needed here. I remembered when it was just me, her, and Lily. Now Kate, Maddy, Lara, and Selene had joined, along with their kids. It was wonderful to see our family growing, but it was hard to know someone was missing.

“Do you think it can be done?” Lily questioned.

“What?” I asked.

“Bringing her back. History says otherwise,” she said.

“History also thought Spirituals were fake. Lara had one of those females staying with her for a month,” Selene chimed in.

We all nodded a little, but none of us were certain. We had no idea what Octavia had been through. Chris had explained a little, not wanting to go into details about himself or Octavia, but we could all see how he had changed.

If he had become so different, then it was no wonder Octavia had decided to seek refuge inside herself. Chris had told us they were harder on her, but I wasn’t so sure. I had seen him up in the middle of the night, walking around. We all had, and Kate said he was haunted by nightmares now. He could barely even hold Ethan, and he often went off on his own.

He didn’t leave the territory. I believed he was afraid of doing so, but he did go on many walks on his own, often late in the evening. He wasn’t really laughing anymore.

Usually, he was ready with a joke whenever one of us was feeling down. Now there was just silence on his end. It worried everyone, but especially Kate, and I could see it took a toll on her as well.

She had been so concerned about him, but the man she had lost wasn’t the one who came back. I could only imagine what that was like, and I hoped I would never lose Damian in such a way. I loved him more than I could say. It was hard to believe I wanted him dead a few years ago.

“Ready to sit on the council?” Lara asked from the other couch in front of me.

“Huh?” I was deep in thought when Lara asked me this. She smiled a little, her feet up on the coffee table as she leaned back on the couch.

“I said, are you ready to be on the council?”

I took a deep breath, not even sure how to answer. They all chuckled a little as I exhaled for a long time, a small smile on my lips.

“I have no idea if I am. I don’t even understand why he chose me,” I admitted.

“It makes complete sense. You have support from so many half-bloods and even lone wolves. You earned your title in ways many alphas and lunas never have,” Lara said.

I smiled at her. She was always so confident, and it really helped boost my own confidence, yet I wasn’t sure if I was fit to sit on the council. Both my father and brother had been traitors. My brother had tried to kill Valerio. My father was on the old council, and I had even tried to come for Damian.

Of course, I had changed my ways, but was it enough? Could I really be in charge like this? Valerio seemed like he was going to somehow restore my “name” or family or whatever, but was that really such a good idea? I couldn’t really tell.

“Don’t be afraid. You are going to be just fine,” Lara reassured me.

“Well, I don’t have to worry about it right now. We can’t really build a new council before we get Connor out of the way and the traitors on his side back in line,” I said.

They all nodded. Even though Valerio wanted to build a new council, it would never work until we had gotten things back in order, and we started doing that by getting Octavia back before she caused too much damage.

The door suddenly opened on my left, and in came all our mates. They must have stored some clothes outside, knowing we were all still up and together. So they were dressed in some training shorts, all dirty and sweaty.

They would most likely have gone back naked had we been in our rooms, but out of respect for us, knowing we didn’t want to share them with anyone else, just like they didn’t want to share us, they had dressed. As wolves, we weren’t shy about being naked, but being mated changed some things.

Damian quickly came over to me, leaning over the back of the couch and gently wrapping his hand around my throat to push my chin back and kiss me.

He smelled so good of the outdoors and his very own dark and natural scent, driving me crazy in seconds. His kisses were always enough to make me melt, and before I knew it, he had gone around the couch and picked me up.

“Damian!” I squealed, knowing exactly where we were going.

Running had gotten his blood pumping, and I knew it was the same for the rest. It was a good thing. We all needed to relax a bit.

“s**t, little wolf, you smell good,” he growled in my ear, only to lean down and bury his nose in the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “I’m not going to make it back to the room.”

He didn’t. He quickly found an empty little room. It was the same small library where he had kissed me for the first time. He placed me on the same piano where I had been sitting after learning he had been with two other females. The thought still had me grinding my teeth in anger, but at the time, we had been enemies. Now we were so much more.

He kissed me hard again, making me forget all about the past and just focus on him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

“Good run?” I whispered against his lips.

“Very good,” he told me, before leaning back a little and then running a finger down the side of my face. “But the best part is coming back to you.”

I smiled at him, unable to help myself. God, my heart! It belonged to him and him alone. It had never been anyone else’s and never would be.

I moved back a little and pulled my black top off, but Damian gave me no time to take my bra off. He just ripped it from my body and latched onto one of my n*****s, making me lean my head back and moan.

Fuck, he just knew what to do to make me pant for him. He sucked hard before releasing my breast with a pop and then moving over to the other, ensuring it wasn’t left unattended.

I whimpered deeply, my hands running through his black hair, before they quickly went to my pants. Damian helped me get out of them.

“No underwear. Perfect,” he purred, before kissing his way down my stomach and starting to feast on me.

My thighs clenched around his ears, and I whimpered, trying my best to be quiet, but Damian did not agree with that. He loved to hear me scream my pleasure, and soon I couldn’t hold back as his tongue played with my clit before he sucked hard on it.

“Damian!” I panted his name right before my body started to spasm and shake. I flew into a powerful orgasm that completely overwhelmed me, making me continue to pant his name as I slowly came down.

He slowly untangled himself from me and then removed his own training shorts before pulling me to the edge of the piano. He made me wrap my legs around him as he entered me fast and hard.

“f**k!” he groaned when he was finally all the way inside me.

We stilled for a moment, just relishing in that initial connection and the feeling of our bond buzzing with such happy feelings of being fully connected. This was where the world disappeared, and only we existed.

We couldn’t think of anything else but pleasuring each other, until we were panting and sweating, unable to move anymore. I loved it when we lost ourselves to each other, and as he began to move, I moved my mouth to his, kissing him hard and telling him through that kiss how much I loved and treasured him.

“I love you too,” he whispered against my lips.

I didn’t need to say it out loud. He didn’t really, either, but I knew he enjoyed saying it. I knew he loved telling me, knowing I heard him and believed him. I knew he had had a mate before me, and I knew he lost her in a tragic way. It had him watching over me some nights.

He didn’t know I noticed, but I did. He was scared of losing me too, but he didn’t let it rule him anymore. He didn’t let it make him push me away. No, he only wanted me closer. He only wanted to claim me harder, like right now, as his pace increased.

He pounded into me harder, making my body come alive. I let my nails run down his back, which only made him growl in pleasure, and when he reached between our bodies, playing with my clit, I came apart, sinking my teeth into his marking spot, which triggered his own release.

He growled my name as he came inside me, marking me on the inside and making sure everyone knew who I belonged to.