Hazel and Maeve

Chapter 7

-Maeve POV-

I was not expecting Dante and Echo to whisk me away from my sister on our birthday so damn soon or at all. I don’t know what the hell is going on with them, but something is. I can feel it, and so can my wolf. Her pacing is getting worse.

Me: What is going on with you?

Mia: I don’t know. I feel like something is close to us...

Me: What the f**k is that supposed to mean? (Is she losing it? What the f*ck.)

Mia: It is nothing bad. I cannot put my paw on it, though. I am trying to sniff it out but for some reason….I cannot smell anything other than Dante and Echo.

Me: What the actual f*ck.

Closing off the mindlink, I turn my attention to Dante. “Care to tell me where you are leading me off to? And why did it need to happen right this second? I haven’t even stepped foot into the birthday party yet.”

Now, huffing about my birthday was a stretch as I wasn’t really into it, but I needed to try something. Calling me on my bluff, Dante just smiles.

“There is someone who we would like you to meet before your birthday party. Echo and I were also unaware that you were so eager for this party, as well.” There was no missing the amusement in Dante’s voice.

Rolling my eyes, “Really? This someone couldn’t have f*cking waited?”

“Oh, this is going to be amazing,” Echo whispers with a smirk. I only know he smirked because he whispered loud enough to grab my attention.

“I should’ve worn some f*cking sneakers for all this walking,” I muttered under my breath as Dante kept leading me.

Echo lets out a full-on belly laugh while Dante just shakes his head. I don’t say anything else while being led to the side of the pack house. Letting out a huff, my mind starts to wander. Like, why isn’t my sister with me? Why am I only being led over here? I know that Dante and Echo would never do anything to put me in danger, but I still feel uneasy with this whole mystery thing they have going on. I hate not knowing things.

Suddenly, my thoughts come to a halt when Dante just dead stops. I blink my eyes to clear my head before I can even look up or over; Dante steps right in front of me. Looking up at him, I give him my best ‘what the hell is going on’ look.

Just as quickly as he smirked, his face turned serious. Dante quickly changed expressions so fast it had my blood running cold. “Echo and I have someone we want you to meet. Only you. He hasn’t been seen by anyone else and will refuse to until he sets his eyes on you first.”

“I don’t speak in riddles, so spit it out. Get to the point.” I snap out. Why can’t he just say what he f*****g means.

“Maeve.” Echo starts to say just as he lays his hand down on my shoulder. Looking over at him, he gives me a small smile. “Once we round this corner, your life will never be the same. Be prepared.”

“My life already changed when I had my first nightmare.”

“Then, come on.”

I frown at Dante’s tone, as there is a hint of hurriedness to it.

Echo takes my silence for what it is, taking my arm within his hand while Dante turns around. We quickly round the corner when my senses go on high alert. I feel a presence somewhere in front of Dante, but I am unable to see him as Dante and Echo go to purposefully block my sight. Mia is about to come out since whoever is in front of them is driving her nuts. I try to sniff the air to see if I could pick up some sort of scent, but nothing.

“King Casimir.” Dante’s voice almost startles me.

King? King who? I blink as I wait for Dante to say more… but he doesn’t. What the f*ck. That is all he is going to say?

Silence blankets us for about 30 seconds before the presence speaks.

“Are you two going to move out of Maeve’s way?”

“Oh f*ck.” I mutter as my knees almost buckle.

His voice almost brought me to my knees as my p*ssy throbbed. His voice is the type of voice you dream of as your hand drifts down your body. I have never acted this way before. In fact, it has brought Mia to hers, which is unlike her. Nobody has ever calmed her down like this before… and just from his voice, too.

“You smell absolutely divine, my dear Maeve.” King Casimir speaks with lust in his voice before letting out a chuckle.

Pressing my thighs together, I try to help ease the throb as my p*ssy gushes.

F*ck this.

I cannot wait for another second. Shoving Dante and Echo out of the way, I step in front of them before coming to a standstill. In front of me stands the sexist man I have ever laid eyes on. King Casimir is tall. 6 foot 5 inches tall. Wearing black slacks and a deep red button-up shirt with a few buttons undone that show some of his tattoos. Muscles bulge in his shirt, and you can also see his 6-pack abs. The shirt leaves a little to the imagination as well as his pants. You can see his thigh muscles strain in them along with the outline of something else.

His tattooed hand quickly catches my attention away from his bulge. He brings a cigarette to his mouth. Wrapping light pink lips around the filter. My eyes roam all over his face as I take in his chiseled jaw, eyebrows that are a dark brown color, and his eyes… They are deep red with a black outer line on his pupil, making the red shine. His hair is a nice dark brown, almost black, color. The sides of his head are shaved/buzzed a nice amount, while a good amount is left on top. It is also slicked back.

Mia: MATE!

“Mate.” The words slipped out of my mouth at the same time that Mia yelled the word in my head.

He smiles at me, making sure to show off his fangs. “Do you like what you see, my dear Maeve?”

Gah, his voice, along with his scent, is about to drive me to my knees. Cedarwood mixed with sage… f*ck. My eyes roll to the back of my head just as he charges for me. Slamming me against the side of the pack house, hand around my throat, and my wrists pinned above my head. Casimir towers over me, causing me to have to crane my neck up to be able to look at him.

“Maeve..” He whispers out while giving my throat a little squeeze. A tiny moan flows past my lips from the feel of his fingertips digging into my skin. “You are even more beautiful in person.”

“What the f*ck is going on right now.” I find myself just whispering.

A deep chuckle slips out of Casimir’s lips as he brings his face to mine. Making our noses touch. “I think you know. my dear Maeve, you are fated to be mine. To be the Vampire King’s Queen. To be my Queen.”

I go to speak, but cool lips are slammed down on mine. Gasping, he takes the access to shove his tongue into my mouth. I fell into his intoxicating taste. My mouth opening wider as my tongue twirls with his. Sparks flying across my lips before following down my neck. F*ck. Our tongues clash as they rub together, causing every single one of my taste buds to explode. Just as a moan is about to bubble out of me, he pulls away. Snapping my eyes open, I give him a mock glare.

“We have all the time in the world, diavolina.” A chuckle escaping him as he speaks. “Now, do you accept me as il tou re? Or, mate as you would call them.” (little devil- diavolina, il tuo re- your king)

A smirk overtook me as I could hear that he was not taking ‘no’ for an answer. Even though I wasn’t going to give him one. Other wolves would have been scared to find out that their fated mate was the Vampire King, but I was unlike other wolves. I now understood my powers and why I was born the way I was.

“Are you giving me a choice, mio re?” I tease him making sure to brush my lips along his. (mio re- my king)

“Hmm, it would seem that diavolina fits you rather nicely, mio sole. I know you are teasing me, mio sole.” Casimir tells me with a grin while tightening the hand around my neck. My gasp only causes him to smile wickedly. (mio sole- my sun)

“You know my answer is not a no, mio re.”

Just as his lips are about to touch mine, a familiar shriek echoes around us. Casimir lets up on my throat, letting me turn my head towards my twin.

“WHAT?!” I yell back as loud as her. I may not know why we are yelling, but I will never not match her when she does.

She gives me a slight smirk. “WE BOTH FOUND OUR MATES!”