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When she glanced up, she looked straight at me and I felt everything at once. The pull. The lust. The blinding, overwhelming need. The bond. I was staring at the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, and she was my mate. I knew it in my soul as we locked eyes.
“Look at me, Ara. Not my guards.” His grip tightened on my chin as he tilted my face up, forcing me to look into his eyes.
“You wicked little thing,” he purred, heat pounding behind his eyes.
Something about him pulled me in, like a moth to a flame, and it felt as if I was simply waiting for the inevitable burn that came with flying too close to the fire.
“Well…” His smirk widened into a grin. “The thought of you on your knees before me is an intriguing thought.”
He ran a hand along my side, pulling my hips against his body. My eyes dropped to his hand before darting back to his face and I jerked out of his grasp. With a mind of its own, my hand reached back and cracked across his cheek in a hard slap. His head snapped to the side, and he released a low, breathy laugh. “Do not touch me.” His eyes darkened as he rubbed his cheek, and a red handprint began to show. “That should not turn me on.” A vicious grin pulled at his lips. “But fuck…it does.”
She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, to ever exist. Nothing, no one, had ever deserved to be worshiped more. All men should be made to kneel before her.
I took a deep breath and imagined my mother reminding me to breathe, to find the calm around me. I wish it was her speaking to me, rather than my own endless thoughts. I wasn’t enough; I never had been. I had always needed her, needed her steadiness, her peace, her perseverance. I miss you so much, it hurts.
“I have no one.” He caught my hands that time, wrapping one hand around the back of my head and pulling me into his chest. I melted into him, unraveling as his scent enveloped me. “Me. You have me.” My breath hitched, and I pulled back, searching his face. He looked genuine, and a small part of me wanted to believe him. But I didn’t. “You can be angry. Hell, you should be, but you’ll be angry here. With me. Take it out on me. Take out every ugly, suffocating emotion on me, because I am not letting you go out there to shoulder this alone.” He brought his hands to my cheeks. “You are not alone,
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“It’s okay, pretty girl. You can take it,” he purred, knotting his hand in my hair.
“You’re doing so well, Ara. Look at you. So perfect.”
“Such a good boy,” I purred against his mouth before I released him, laughing as I spun on my heel. I left him there without another word.
“The last Storm Bringer,” Rogue echoed beside me, his eyes wide, smiling faintly in awe.
“If I’m fated to live a life of longing for someone who will never return my affection, I’m glad to long for someone so…worthy.”
She dropped her face to the ground, laying her hand flat, spreading her fingers through the grass. When she snapped her face back up, her irises crackled with lightning, and the grass around her hand wilted and died as she sucked the life force from it, replenishing her own.
