His Slave, His Mate

The sealed contract

I walked to the back yard, following the same steps I took yesterday.

As I turned to the side, I saw the burn marks I left on his fence and his grass that had now turned to ash.

I f*****g hope that this won't repeat any time soon, because I am not sure he will have much patience for this.

And for that not to happen again, I have to lock away my wolf.

Maybe in a few years, when I have my power under control, I can begin to work with my wolf side, but for now I have to hide away just like my hair.

I walked a bit further in to the forest and started to prepare for the spell. It was easy enough to complete now, especially after all those years of using it.

When my mother gave me it at first, I thought that I would never learn it. Probably because I had no training at all or any understanding of how my powers worked, but after a few attempts on a stray cat I finally mastered it enough to try on my hair. The good thing was that I didn’t set her on fire when I tried, so I guess that was a good thing or I was just lucky.

Even now, I remember how happy I was when I did it on myself for the first time.

I ran to my mother, to tell her and show her what a good job I did, but she acted as if she didn’t know what I was talking about.

I was a little hurt, but that was nothing new. I brushed it off and ran back outside.

I was under strict instructions from my grandpa not to go outside if my hair wasn’t covered or colored. I stayed locked up for what seemed like forever, until I completely mastered the spell.

After that, I spent days exploring the forest. I even met a few kids there, but they threw rocks at me, so there were no friendships or any sort of communication there. Truth to be told, I was happy they even acknowledged me.

I pushed those painful memories away and calmed myself down, because it never works if I let my emotions control me. I sat on the ground with my legs intertwined.

The original spell was like an incantation, but after a few years I managed to change it a bit, to the point that I don’t need to repeat any silly words. I just had to concentrate on my powers and then on my hair and it would become what I wanted it to be.

First I imagined them like I always do, but this time I thought it was time for a change and I turned my hair pure black and straight.

When I finished with it, I stood up and walked back to the house.

Damien spotted me the moment I entered.

He walked slowly closer to me, at the same time assessing my changes.

When he was in touching range, his finger caught a strand and he lifted it.

“It will do, I guess, but I like the real one much better. It suits you more.”

I laughed at his remark, trying to hide my heated cheeks and the way his remark made me feel.

“Well, that one would expose me and send a whole fleet of witches after me. So you will have to live with this one.”

He chuckled and shook his head.

“Come on, the witch is almost here and we both need to sign the contract.”

He motioned for me to follow him as he walked to the opposite direction in which the kitchen was.

“These doors lead to the library. I set a few books for you to read later, but now we have to deal with the legal stuff as you requested.”

I followed him through a heavy oak door into a big office.

In the middle of the room there stood a huge desk. The back wall was a wall full of books. One wall was covered in mirrors and the other one had a huge painting on it.

It was a painting of a fire-breathing dragon.

Cool, I guess.

Damien motioned me to follow him as he sat down in the main chair behind the desk. It was a big, red leather chair. It looked so devilish, like a throne almost. The whole theme of red and black was very cliche and very on brand for him. It was so fitting that it almost made me laugh,

He offered me one of the other two black chairs at the other side of the desk.

I sank into one of them and took a contract he laid in front of me.

It was a simple one.

He promised to keep me out of harm's way and in return I would be his secretary/ personal assistant .

The further I read it, the more it looked like an employment contract. No matter the simplicity of it, everything I wanted was in there and he even promised me a few hundred thousand Euros as a p*****t every month. I signed the contract when the doors opened and a young man in his early thirties walked in. He looked like a perfect angel: light blond hair, a strong muscular body and a smile that made my heart flutter a little.

Damien stood up and walked around the table to hug his guest.

“Gabriel.... I would like you to meet my new PA Lilly.”

Gabriel’s eyes traveled from the top of my head to my bare feet. I felt a little self-conscious for a moment, but then he picked up my hand and laid a soft kiss on top of it while looking straight into my eyes.

His lips turned into a wicked smile that really didn’t fit on his angel face.

“Pleasure… Lilly…”

My name on his lips sounded so sinful, I could almost feel myself getting a little turned on by that. Heat shot straight to my p***y as his voice caressed my name.

I guess the devil seduced an angel.

“Pleasure.”

Was all I could say.

Gabriel released my hand as he turned back to Damien.

The moment their eyes met I could see that there was something between them… something I couldn’t put my finger on yet.

“So what's the sudden rush, Damien?”

Damien released a little chuckle as he pulled the contract I had just signed.

“I need you to seal this contract with a spell. My little new secretary doesn't seem to trust me.”

Now Gabriel was the one to laugh.

“Smart girl, I like her more and more.”

He picked up the contract and, without even looking at it, he whispered an incantation, his eyes never leaving Damiens.

With the last few words he nodded and Damien started to say his oath.

With the last few words, he took steps towards Gabriel and pulled him in for a deep kiss.

I was a bit shocked for a second, but then it all seemed very clear.

Their lips attacked one another, as did their hands. They were wrapped around each other as their kiss got even deeper.

I sat there stunned when I understood why I felt something between them, they were lovers.

Seeing how these two gorgeous men f****d each other's lips was hotter then hot. I could feel even more heat spread throughout the room as my own p***y got hot and achy.

When they finally release each other, Damien brushes away a few golden curls that fell on Gabriels' forehead. Both of them breathed very hard and I could see that they both were excited to continue.

“Why don’t you go upstairs and I will meet you there?”

Damien asked Gabriel and he nodded.

As he was about to leave, Gabriel turned to me.

“It was a pleasure meeting you and I think we will be seeing more of each other.”

He nodded respectably and walked out of the room. The moment he left, Damien turned to me.

“Okay, come on, I will show you your reading material.”

I followed him out of the office and into the library.

It was huge and filled with all types of books, but he led me straight to a table in the middle of the room. On it lay three books, all of them were old, like very old. Wrapped in what I hoped was animal skins.

“These are grimoires of a witch I knew. She was also a fire witch, but a weaker one. As far as I know, a grimoire is the best and fastest way to learn.”

I could feel the book calling me as I pulled one of them open. I ignored Damien's existence right then. The book had so many answers and information, I could feel them and its power calling to mine.

“Then I leave you to it. I have an impatient witch waiting for me in a bedroom. You have until four. Then we will have our first fighting training.”

I nodded and motioned for him to leave me with the books, without lifting my eyes from them. He released a low laugh as he left the room and I sank to the floor with the first book in my hands.

I could feel power sparking at my fingertips as I read it. The first book explained the basic things, things one learns as a child.

It also had some information about how a witch grows from a child and into a teen.

It explained a lot of things about myself to me.

It was strangely reassuring and sad at the same time....

If only I had it when I was growing up...

It even had a long chapter on the witches menstrual cycle and its connection to her powers.