Fated Betrayal(The Twisted Destiny Saga Book 2)(9)By: Franca Storm
“You were human, David. I would’ve felt it if you’d been at all supernatural. I can sense magical energy.”
“I know you can. It is one of your gifts as Princess of the White Realm. I was in human form when I came to you. A glamour spell, courtesy of your father.”
“My father knew about this?”
“Yes. I am a member of his Royal Court. He tasked me to watch over you when you took on your role as a Seeker. It was against his wishes, but your mother didn’t heed his warnings. He was concerned for your safety. He feared that you touching the supernatural world through your so-called duties, pushed on you by your mother, would lead Luca and Nathanial right to you.”
“Did he tell you to propose to me as well?” she snapped.
He shook his head sadly. “If you remember, the day after I proposed, you found me ‘dead.’ Your father had been furious at me and had pulled me out of the human realm, away from you. What you saw—what you thought was my body—was just a glamour, my sweet.”
“Don’t call me that!” she demanded. “I am not your sweet anymore, David.”
He stepped towards her and told her, “I truly did love you, Cora. So much so that it overruled my sense of duty to my King.”
“Yet, you’re still a member of his court? He forgave you?”
“Yes, after some time.”
“That is a long story, one which I do not wish to discuss with you right now. Another time, perhaps.”
“You don’t like Ryan because he is my rightful mate,” she accused.
He shook his head. “That is not why. You belong in the light, Cora. Not with a creature of the dark.”
“Ryan isn’t like that.”
“He was ripping you to shreds!” David yelled, suddenly losing his temper.
“I told you, it was the magic!”
“It was more than that. You know it too, that is why you ran away from him earlier. I saw the terror in your eyes. You are afraid of him, of his true nature, now that you have finally seen it up close and personal.”
She looked away and put her mug down on the bedside table behind her. “I need to take a shower,” she said as she brushed past him.
But before she could get very far, he gripped her arm and pulled her back to him.
“I’ve missed you so much,” he whispered.
“Stop it,” she said, struggling against him.
“Just look at me,” he implored her in a hypnotic tone.
He watched her eyes delve into his, her pupils dilate. In the next second, her struggles ceased and she no longer detested his hand on her arm.
“I just want to hold you in my arms again, princess. Don’t you want that too?” he crooned in the same hypnotic voice.
“Yes,” she responded, dazed eyes still on his.
He wrapped his arms around her and she reciprocated, holding him tightly against her. He stroked her hair gently and they stood together for a long while in peaceful serenity.
And then he pulled back, saying, “Weren’t you going to take a shower?”
“That’s right. I remember.”
He held her gaze as he walked backwards, holding her hands and drawing her with him into the bathroom. He released her and turned them around so that her back was to the shower. He leaned against the bathroom door and smiled reassuringly at her.
“You don’t need your robe, do you?”
She shook her head. “No. It will get wet.”
“Good girl. Undress.”
He watched as she untied the belt. He swallowed hard as she opened it, revealing her gorgeous, naked body—a body that he had missed dearly for the last five years. He felt his cock harden at the sight of her perfect little breasts. Still so perky, still begging to be touched. He remembered how amazing they had felt in his hands. So soft. His gaze swept over her as she pushed the robe off her shoulders and stood before him, allowing him to inspect every inch of her, just as he was willing her to. Her pussy was bare aside from a tiny, little landing strip, something he suspected the wolf enjoyed seeing. It was a place she had never let him go in all the time they’d been together. His magic hadn’t been very strong when they’d been together in the human realm, because of the crippling weight of the glamour that the King had forced upon him to make him appear human, even to someone as sensitive to supernatural creatures as her. But here, in the White Realm, his magic was at its strongest.