Chapter Eight
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Thadius and Duncan met later, "Well, what do you think of what that witch said?" Thadius asked.
Duncan smirked, working with this joker would be easier than stealing candy from a baby! "I think we can work out some kind of arrangement." His voice held that cocky air of someone underestimating their opponent.
"Do you know where you're going to find that steel?" Thadius asked. He was curious about where he would get something like that.
Duncan chuckled, "That's easy."
Thadius opened his cigarettes, and placed one between his lips, "How?" The cigarette bobbing up and down like a conductor's baton. He steadied his mouth and lit the cigarette, taking a deep drag.
Duncan didn't bother to hide his disgust at the stench from the cigarette Thadius was pulling on. "Ya know, those things will kill ya."
Thadius scowled at Duncan, "What is it with you all and my cigarettes?" He hated people telling him what to do.
"They stink, they leave nasty stains on your teeth and clothes, and they affect the people around you," Duncan counted off the offenses that were, in his opinion, the worst.
Thadius rolled his eyes, he had heard all of this before, so he didn't want to hear it again. "Where are you going to get that steel?"
Duncan smirked, "The Dragonmoon Pack."
At the mention of his old pack, Thadius swallowed, he would love nothing more than to go back there. He could see how beautiful his niece had become. How would he be able to do it? He was banned from there, but the thought of seeing Isabella made him excited. Thadius decided he would try to play it cool, "They are a pretty fierce and strong pack, how do you plan on getting in there to steal it?"
Duncan could see the play of emotions that flowed across Thadius's face. He would be a terrible poker player. He couldn't hide anything! "Oh, I think we can work that out," he evaded, "You. though, how are you going to get that she-wolf to give up her baby once the witch wants to be paid?"
Thadius hadn't thought that far ahead, how would he take the baby from her? Thadius gave an evil smile, "I'll kill her."
His simple, heartless reply was shocking to Duncan, this could get him removed from the pack forever. He would be a rogue. "You're willing to risk everything for whatever it is that witch is going to do for you?"
"Yes," he said. "Now. if you'll excuse me, I have a p*****t to make." Thadius walked away from Duncan. He needed to put himself in the right frame of mind to do this with his fake mate.
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The witch paced in their cottage, was this going to work?
"If you continue to pace like this, you're going to have a path worn into the floor," a sultry voice said from behind him.
The cloaked figure turned and a lusty smile on their face, "Hello, my mate," they husked.
The voluptuous woman walked seductively to her mate, "Hello, yourself, Birsha." She trailed a long red-painted finger up his arm. She flicked back his hood and revealed his face, his turquoise eyes meeting her black ones.
His body reacted to her without even thinking, his member growing hard almost instantly at her touch. He groaned low in his throat, "Oh, what you do to me," he whispered.
Maura winked at him, "I know what I do to you," she leaned into him and kissed his neck. Her slightest touch making his breath uneven. She broke contact with him, "What have you been doing here all by yourself?"
He moved closer to her, grabbing her waist and pulling her closer to him so she could feel his desire for her. "Making plans," he said as he flicked his wrist and made her top open, exposing her perfectly round, large breasts to his hungry gaze. He bent over to suck one while his hand reached up to play with the n****e of the other. He pinched it lightly, making it grow hard beneath his fingertips.
"Mmm," she groaned, "I love it when you do that." Her hand snaking up and grasping the back of his head, her fingers getting tangled in his thick black hair.
Birsha pulled his mouth away from her breast and teased, "What make plans?"
She groaned in disappointment when he removed his mouth. She gave him a pouty face, which turned him on even more. He loved controlling her. "No, when you touch me."
"Say it," he whispered in her ear. His tongue darted out and licked the outer shell, making her shiver in delight.
"f**k me," she whispered back.
"With pleasure," he flicked his wrist and both their clothes were on the floor. He grabbed her hips as she opened her legs willingly to him, her core already dripping wet with desire. He entered her with ease, he loved this.
They were in the throes of passion when the door to the cottage burst open, "You said you didn't have a mate," the woman cried. She was barely dressed and clearly distraught by the sight in front of her.
Maura gaped between the woman at the door and her mate, she pushed him off of her and snapped her fingers, instantly covering herself in clothes.
She stared at him, seething with anger, "I think it's time you left," her voice held a stony cold edge to it.
Birsha looked from one woman to the other, struggling to find the words to fix this. When he couldn't he simply vanished in a cloud of thick black smoke.
The woman in the doorway looked at Maura, her eyes were full of tears. "I'm so sorry. He said he didn't have a mate."
Maura couldn't hold this against the woman, Birsha refused to be marked when they found each other. So, could she know?
Maura kept her composure as she spoke her next words, "You didn't know, but he did. That makes him the guilty one." Her voice was calm it was frightening. "You will find your mate soon enough, as for mine," she paused before she continued, "His world will fall apart, little by little until there is nothing left. And when he finally sees what he has done so wrong, he will get everything he deserves for this." As she uttered her curse out loud, the wind picked up carrying it far.
Birsha was in his own cottage on Daemonium Isle when the wind picked up. It was swirling angrily around the cottage, making the dead-looking trees shiver and quake to the tempo. He was angry that one of his mistresses showed up while he was f*****g Maura, she was the best of all of them. Of course, he knew that this day would come. He just thought he'd have more time.
"Ugh," he cried throwing a small bottle against the wall, "Now what?" He smirked, "Of course she would," he said feeling the effects of the spell that was cast against him. He had no clue what the spell was, but he could feel it in his body.
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"Hey, Kane," Sheila called.
Kane paused in his walk down the hallway, "What's up?"
"Can we talk?" Sheila looked around, "In private?"
Kane shrugged, "Sure." They walked down a hall and out one of the doors, to a stairwell. "What's up?"
"It's Ashley," she started.
At the mention of their other friend, Kane looked down. He felt bad about their conversation last week.
"She's pretty heartbroken over this whole prom thing," Sheila explained.
Kane nodded his head, "I know, that's why I decided I would go and take her," he said.
Sheila smiled, "And that's why you are going to be a great leader," she said.
Kane just shrugged his shoulders, "She's a good friend. I don't want to lose her like that."
"I'll tell her," Sheila said, wrapping her arms around her friend.
"What about you? Who are you taking?" Kane asked.
Sheila looked at Kane and smiled, "I'm not sure yet."
Kane just chuckled at his friend. "Okay, if that's the way you want to be!"
The warning bell rang for class, "We better book it if we are going to get to science in time."
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Anemone was on the outcropping of rocks beside the Isle, she was lost in thought. She wanted her mate so badly. But she had yet to find him. She looked out at the vast sea, "Where is my mate?"
Poseidon could hear one of his merfolk, longing for their mate. He smiled when he saw it was Anemone. She wasn't all bad, and eventually, she would have the key to making sure that all the merfolk could find their mates. No matter where they were.
He came up to her, "Anemone, your mate is a land walker."
Anemone gasped at the sight in front of her, "Your majesty!"
"Easy little one," he said. "I will give you a very special gift. This gift will enable you to walk on land at your own will."
He pointed his trident at the water and sent the spell rippling towards the young Anemone. "You may use this to find your mate," he said. "But be aware, your mate has a troubled past."
Anemone nodded at the god in front of her, she wasn't completely sure of what he was saying but knew that she was going to be able to find her mate!
"You will someday be able to share this joy with the rest of the merfolk. You will have a very special jewel in your possession that will help to change our people. Be sure to protect it at all costs. Keep it safe and loved." He warned.
"Yes, your majesty," she said. "What about Rayan?" she asked, thinking of the brother she left behind.
Poseidon smiled, "He will be a protector of this jewel also."
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