CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
DONOVAN
M orning light shining through the window wakes me up. I immediately reach for Silver, but she's not there.
“She's gone,” Arrow mutters from the door. He's holding a note in one hand and a muffin in the other.
Groaning, I throw my head back onto the pillow. “I know last night was a gift, but why do I feel like it was a curse?”
“She's ours, Don. I can feel her in my chest, but there's something not right with it. It's like a swirl of darkness, just sitting there, waiting to be released.”
I rub my chest and nod, sitting up. “I can feel it too. Do you think it's because she's darker than before?”
“I think it has more to do with her soul dying, but if that happens… what does that mean for her mates?”
We should go see Clara.”
“Yeah, I was thinking the same thing, but I don't want to leave the cottage yet.”
He looks behind him as if he's waiting for something, then frowns and shakes his head.
“You good?” I ask, while kicking the blankets away from my legs and getting off the bed.
“Yeah. I'll go get dressed and we can go. I also found a book that may have more insight into Silver and our soul bonds.”
“It's weird that we never bonded sooner. I mean for a while there I was fucking her two, three times a day.”
Arrow scoffs and mumbles under his breath. “I know.”
As he walks down the hall, I do a tidy up spell, to make sure her room is clean and ready for when she returns.
Because she will be back. Silver is ours as much as she's his.
After her room is picked up, I stride to my bedroom to change. I also want some of her muffins.
I can't believe she was up, baking in the middle of the night and I slept through it. I have missed watching her flit around the kitchen.
Entering my room, I pause. There is a package on the bed. A black box with a blood-red ribbon and a card on top.
“Hey, Arrow, do you have a package?” I shout over my shoulder.
He appears a few moments later with a matching box in his hands. It's unopened and he's studying it hard.
“I can't see what's inside. It's blocked, but do you think it's from Silver?”
“I don't know. On three?” I suggest, since we are both wary of opening it.
“Yeah, on three,” Arrow says, placing the box next to mine on the bed. He moves to use his hands and I grab his arm.
“We should start with the cards.”
“Right. Okay. Fuck, why are we so scared?” he says, then laughs, shaking his head.
Reaching for the card, I open it.
Donovan Blake,
You are hereby invited to attend a marvelous occasion in the Master's Castle on the night of February 14th.
Please keep to black-tie attire and wear what has been provided for you.
This is an invitation only, exclusive event. A portal will be waiting for you at dusk.
Setting the card down, I open the box and laugh. “What the fuck type of event is this?” I ask, lifting the delicate lace mask and leather collar.
Arrow has the same, but instead of black his is a red color.
“Are we going to a BDSM event in Hell?”
I shrug, then drop the items back into the box and turn to my closet.
“I don't know, but if it means I get to see my girl again, then I'll don a fucking maid's outfit if requested.
Leaving the Academy, I feel more confused than before. Arrow walks beside me down the path back to the cottage.
“Star bond?”
“This has to do with the prophecy, right? Silver was meant to bear the Star child and rule the Star Coven.”
“It would seem so, but it still doesn't explain why she's mated to four men, and Clara said there could be more.”
“I don't know if I can handle sharing her with more men,” I grumble as we reach the front door.
Arrow groans. “We won't have a choice. Silver's destiny is even more complex than we thought.”
Nodding, I sigh and open the door. I think I need a nap.
The scent of something cooking reaches us as we walk inside. “Myah?” I shout, but she doesn't reply.
Kicking my shoes off Arrow grunts at me when I leave them on the floor and not in the cubby where they belong.
He can do it. I'm not the one with OCD.
Stepping into the kitchen, I freeze. My eyes are wide and my palms are sweaty.
“How?”
Turning from the stove, Wellson gives me a smile, then grabs a spatula and places another grilled cheese onto a plate.
“Hungry.”
KANE
ONE MONTH LATER
Silver screams in her sleep, waking me up. She's thrashing and punching at imaginary ghosts.
There is seriously something wrong with her and I’m not sure what to do. Luke snaps his fingers, turning a light on, then pulls her to his chest.
He's been very devoted to her the last few weeks. I've noticed a change in him after she returned from the Academy.
I still can't believe he let her go for the night and ordered me to follow. To make sure they bonded.
He's keeping things from me. I know there is more going on than her being pregnant.
“Shhh, Little Devil, it's okay. Just a bad dream,” he coos, shushing her.
Silver whimpers and it breaks my heart. She cuddles into his chest and he looks at me.
He's exhausted. We both are.
“Kane,” she whispers and I scooch closer to her, rubbing her back.
“I'm right here, love, get some sleep. We will make sure you're safe.”
“I want Nyx and Ramos. Please,” she asks, looking up at Luke with tears in her eyes.
“You want me to allow my Hellhounds to sleep in our bed?” Luke groans and I bite my bottom lip because I know he's going to allow it.
“Yes. I want puppy cuddles.”
Grunting, Luke snaps his fingers.
Nyx and Ramos appear in a cold of smoke. Red eyes shine through the darkness and the hairs on my arms prickle.
“Baths, both of you, then you may cuddle with your queen. But just this once,” he orders and my eyes widen when the hounds trot into the bathroom.
“Thank you, baby,” Silver coos, her tears now gone.
Luke grumbles, then climbs from the bed to assist with the bathing.
Silver giggles softly as we hear him scold the hounds for spilling bubbles on the floor.
“I don't know how you did it, love, but you’re amazing,” I whisper, moving closer to speak into her ear.
She turns and takes my lips with hers, kissing me passionately. Rolling me onto my back, she straddles my lap. I'm naked.
I can't stand sleeping with clothes on. She grinds against me and the lust in the air is heavy.
“Fuck me, Kane,” she moans before kissing me once more.
Sliding my hand down her stomach, I notice that she has a small bump now. Luke really needs to tell her about the baby.
I still don't understand how she hasn't noticed. Her morning sickness has gotten worse.
“Kane,” she gasps against my lips as I find her dripping slit. Rubbing my finger up and down, I swirl her juices along her clit and give her a small breath of lust.
She moans loudly, trembling in my arms. Gripping my cock, I give it a few strokes, then tug on my piercings.
“Please,” she whimpers as I place just the tip inside of her.
She's slick and waiting for me, but I still want to make sure she's ready. Taking her hips, she sits up and wiggles until I'm in another inch.
“You're so big,” she moans, digging her nails into my chest, leaving her marks on me.
Luke returns from the bathroom, drenched with suds in his hair and he looks pissed until he sees his queen riding me and losing her mind in pleasure.
He gives me a nod, then backs away into the bathroom once more.
Silver has been unpredictable lately, but one thing has stayed the same: her appetite for sex.
It's the only thing that's kept her in a good mood and able to sleep. Her temper and hormones have been going haywire as has her magic.
Giving her another dose of lust, she trembles, grinding on top of me harder and faster.
I'm close, but I'm always on the brink of explosion with her.
Grabbing her ass, I pull her down harder against my piercings. “Fuck. Fuck, Kane!” she shouts, coming hard.
I follow her into heaven for just a minute before coming back to Hell.
Luke stomps out of the bathroom and Nyx and Ramos follow him, looking like very clean Doberman puppies.
Silver collapses onto my chest, cuddling closer to me. I roll us, so I can spoon her and she sighs.
Her eyelids are already getting heavy. “Come, babies,” she calls the puppies and they curl around her.
Nyx at her feet and Ramos rests his head on her hip.
Luke stands at the edge of the bed with a strange expression on his face.
Shaking his head, he snaps his fingers, turning the lights off then climbs into bed.
“I love you, baby,” Silver whispers and I swear Luke melts into a puddle right there.
“I love you too, my Little Devil.”