Return to Wisteria (Book Three of the Wisteria Chronicles)

CHAPTER 26~Power~

Nova

      He groaned, pressing his large body into me. His scent and touch made me feel dizzy, I needed more. I pulled back to catch my breath. I lightly grazed my nails down his stomach, my fingers disappearing beneath his shirt. I watched in awe as the strongest man I knew shivered because of my touch. 

      My hands traveled up his hardened abs, they were smooth like velvet. I ran the pad of my thumb over his n****e, earning a strangled hiss in response. I giggled, drunk off the power I held over him. August growled; his gaze clouded as he grabbed my wrist. 

     He pinned my hands above my head then devoured my lips. His hard length pressed against my stomach. He brought his free hand down to caress my hips, using his thick leg to separate mine. “Why aren't you wearing any panties?” he growled. “I-I normally don't.” I panted against his lips. 

     His large hand dipped between my thighs to explore my damp core. “You're so wet.” his husky voice whispered in my ear. He ran a finger across my entrance, coating it in my essence. He swirled the pad of his thumb across my swollen bud. His movements sent me into a hot frenzy.  

       “Kiss me.” my voice barely a whisper. He reclaimed my lips with a fierce intensity, while his fingers danced to a calming tune. Every time I thought he would bring me to a sweet release, his fingers would retreat, starting a new cycle of torture. I was growing impatient.  I bit down on his lip, making sure to draw blood. 

       August pulled away from me, his gaze shocked and aroused. “Stop playing games.” I growled at him. He licked the small bead of blood that formed, his gaze turning wild. He pulled my hands higher, lifting my body up. He watched me as he slid a thick finger into my core, making my eyes roll. 

      I was prepared for another round of slow torture, but he surprised me with a swift thrust. I whimpered as he slid in another finger. He expertly hooked them upwards while his thumb ran fast circles across my clit. I cried out again, his pace was relentless. My climax came fast, my hips bucking against his hold.

        August let go of my hands, letting me slide down to the floor. He licked his fingers clean, his eyes studying his work. I closed my legs; I was a damn crumpled mess. “When is my Luna ceremony?” I asked him after taking in a few deep breaths. August's face turned dark, “We aren't having one, at least not yet.”

        I frowned, what the hell did that mean? “Are you rejecting me?” I growled, slowly standing on my shaky legs. “No!” he answered quickly. “Then why can't we have my ceremony? I'm your Luna.” My temper was starting to rise. “I just think that we should wait, that's all.” August said, crossing his arms. “And who are you to make that decision for us?” I cross my arms as well.

      “I'm the Alpha. It is best to wait, considering your age.” he huffed. “My age?” I scoffed, my mind in disbelief. August nodded, his face serious. “Wolves normally take over their Alpha or Luna roles when they are 21, you're only 18. You still have a lot to learn. I think we should wait until then.” he said. 

         The tight control I had on my aura was starting to slip. “I am a lycan, therefore we are expected to rise to our role earlier than wolves. I was raised as an Alpha's daughter and an elven princess. I am the business owner of the world's largest supernatural market and recovery agency. If you're waiting for me to ‘mature’, you need to open your eyes wider and see that I'm grown.” I told him; my voice icy. 

     “Look, honestly, I need time to process this.” he said. “Process what?” I asked, trying my hardest to keep my voice down. My aura became wild, its gray hue turning black. “This. Us. You've always been like a sister to me. I feel conflicted about how this will affect our families and your business.” his tone was dead serious. 

      “You see me as a sister?” I asked. “Yes.” he replied. “Do you want to f**k your sisters?” I demanded. “No!” August shouted in disgust. My legs were jelly as I walked over to him. I gazed into his eyes, annoyed that he was so serious. “Do you want to f**k me?” I asked quietly. August clenched his jaw, his hard member jerked to attention. 

       I closed my eyes and inhaled his scent. The memory of him shivering beneath my touch played across my mind. “You know I do.” he growled. I batted my lashes, tiptoeing to give him a kiss. August hesitated for a moment then lowered his head. My mouth hovering above his lips.

      “Then you don't see me as your sister. You're a coward, August.” I slowly declared. I pushed him away from me and stormed out of the door. If he wanted to wait, that's fine with me. But this was going to be on my terms. I know the power I hold, and I know that there is a beast lurking behind his serious eyes. All I had to do was set it free and August would come back, begging.

Dimitri 

      I was enjoying another peaceful morning, ready to devour the giant blueberry muffin before me. Naturally, Dorvina felt it was necessary to ruin my peace by barging in with work. “Dimitri, this is unacceptable!” she shouted. She marched her small body over to me and threw down the monthly report for the territory. I leaned back, an annoyed sigh exiting my lips.  

         “Why are you so upset?” I asked, giving up on my muffin. “Nothing has changed. You were supposed to help the people.” she huffed. “How was I supposed to help the people if they don't come forward and tell me what they need?” I asked. Goddess, this was an endless argument since I arrived. I've been doing my due diligence. I suffered through court with the stuck-up snobs of the Underworld. They were inconsistent fools who both feared and criticized me. 

        Nothing I did was good enough for them. I tried to help the people on my territory as well. I sent out letters asking them to come to the castle with their grievances, but no one ever came. I also haven't been able to appoint my first and my second. It was hard enough finding a house crew that didn't cower at the very mention of my name. 

      “They probably aren't coming because of him.” Dorvina grumbled. I rolled my eyes; she was referring to a fellow demon named Roman. He was the reason why the people were staying away from me. According to the maids, he held weekly lectures about, well, everything. He talked about our government, economics, education, and ways to improve. He was intelligent and offered a lot of advice, including staying away from the castle.

     “Well!?” Dorvina demanded. “Well what?” I asked dumbly. “How are you going to fix this problem? I am normally all for toppling the Patriarchy and causing general mischief. But this is starting to affect my wife.” she grumbled. 

          Dorvina gloated in the past that I was given Lilith's blessing, and everyone had their eyes on me. She claimed that I would have to prove myself worthy of the honor. Since nothing has changed since I've returned, less and less patrons stopped showing up to Lilith's temple. “What do you want me to do Dorvina?” I asked with closed eyes.

         “Get rid of Roman.” her voice cold.  I peeked an eye open, “Get rid of him how?” Dorvina shrugged, “I don't really care how you do it, as long as you don't get blood on the new carpet.” “I'm not going to kill him.” I stated coolly. “Figure it out or else I will.” she threatened, taking my muffin and exiting. 

       Goddess, having Dorvina around was like having an evil big sister that did nothing but threaten to kill people and ate all of your food. She did have a point though. The longer Roman spoke out against me, the longer the people went without aid. I guess I should see what he was all about before Dorvina killed him off.

       I walked away from my breakfast to search for Katie. I found her in the garden as usual, her face facing the sky. “Katie, can you tell me where I can find this Roman guy?” I sat down next to her with an expectant look. She frowned, “Why? Are you going to kill him?” I chuckled nervously, “No, I just want to know who he is.”

         She eyed me suspiciously then handed me a pamphlet. “He’s going to be at that bar on the East Side.” she said, shooing me away. I gave her a sloppy kiss on the cheek. She giggled and pushed me off her, her grumbling loud in my ear. When we had first met, I never expected her to stay by my side. 

         Her father was a government official and he had sent her here as a gift for the harem. He had hoped to gain favor with the new lord. I was disgusted. What kind of a father pawned his only daughter off all like she was livestock?! They were all shocked when I sent her home, untouched. Katie came back the next morning stating that she wanted to stay. She made it clear that she was not staying as a mistress but as my first lady of the court. “You’re the best, Katie.” I cooed. “Yeah, yeah. Now leave me alone.” she dismissed me.

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      I kept my face covered with my cloak as I walked through the crowded bar. I stood in the back corner, trying to conceal my presence. Roman was halfway through his lecture, the audience captivated. Roman was exactly like what I expected him to be. He was the bookish type with tight form fitting clothes and silver speckled glasses. He also had a ridiculous way with words. Hmm, I hated that he was making sense.

        The audience clapped loudly when he finished. Everyone quickly lined up to meet with him. I walked past the line, ignoring their disgruntled noises. “Excuse me sir, you're going to have to wait like everyone else.” Roman said, turning his back on me. “I just had a quick question. Why are you preaching for change but refuse to let the people go to the one man who can help them?” I asked, trying to hide my annoyance. 

       Roman chuckled and turned to face me. “And who would that be?” he asked with cautious eyes. I remove my cloak, letting my wings flex. The bar was filled with terrified screams, the sound of breaking glass was loud. The patrons shuffled away from me, all of them avoiding eye contact. 

       Roman crossed his arms, “Lord Togmenaz. Are you here to kill me for publicly speaking out against you?” Roman’s blue gaze was serious and unwavering. “No. I am here to offer you a position in my household. Will you be my first?” I asked, shocking the both of us.