Slay My Soul

It takes three days for us to sift through the rubble. The wolves sniffed out the dead, and the soldiers laid down their swords to dig out the bodies. The enemy has leveled the light Fae realm. They have torched everything. There are only three survivors found, and they are in very rough shape. The body pile has grown grotesquely large.

On the day the Fae farewell their lost ones, those grieving hold hands and their magic swells. Vines grow up from the ground and gently pull the bodies down, returning them to the earth from where all life grows. The circle of their lives is completed. They have almost wiped the light Fae off the face of the earth. Those remaining are lost as they try to settle into their new way of life. There are a little over seven hundred left now, excluding the warriors that have been pledged to Eve’s army, with many still walking the line between life and death. Will there be enough of them for the race to be able to come back? Or will they be doomed to slowly fade away and become nothing more than memories?

Eve is convinced this is the true beginning of the war. She warns us to order our people to abandon their kingdoms. Requesting we send those that are too young or too old, to hide among the human’s lands and the rest to band together to make a stand. I have ordered my people here immediately. Carino does the same and the wolf packs merge with Eve’s and Darius’s packs, trusting Eve's judgment. Garret and Dev have sent word to their councils to begin evacuating the kingdoms but Dragons and Lycans are a stuck-up bunch, with the majority refusing to leave their lives of privilege and luxury, thinking they are infallible. Neither King wishes to take their subject’s free will away, no matter how much Eve warns them of the death toll. The evacuation of those two kingdoms is laughable.

Eve is furious, adamant more lives will be lost. She calls for volunteers among the Fae to act as lookouts and supply rescue portals, but she gives those who answer the call strict orders that they are not to risk their lives for the arrogant fucks. If things get too dangerous, they are to get out those they can and close the portals permanently. All volunteers have to make it back alive. The volunteers are mocked by the kingdom’s people as they guard them, but they hold firm.

And then Eve's hunch is proved right, all of it.

The Lycans are not expecting to be attacked in the middle of the night as they sleep. It is only due to the vigilance of the stationed Fae, that any of them make it out at all. The alarm sounds too late and many are slaughtered in their sleep, none the wiser of their doom. Same as last time, the kingdom is burned to the ground. There are no survivors this time except those the Fae have managed to portal out as the attack began. Eve punches Dev square in the face for not forcing his people and demands that Garret order his people to safety. Free will is not going to save them. He actually agrees this time, without putting up a fight. So against their will, the dragons are now on route.

Now we face new problems. All those of able age, now need to be trained. The army of demons, defectors, ferals, rogues, and vampires is clocked at around the Ten thousand mark. Much stronger in numbers than we have managed to assemble, even with the recent swelling of our ranks by civilian volunteers. Garret wants every able-bodied man and woman to fight but Eve has overruled him. Only the willing are to fight. Others will be moved to train as field medics and the rest are to disperse to the human realm to await word of our survival. Eve does not see the point in the unwilling fighting as they will not have the drive to win, and will half-ass it.

I can feel Eve’s exhaustion through our bond. She is surviving purely on coffee fumes now. Whether she likes it or not Eve is going to have to take a nap. I allow the bond to lead me to her location, only to see her slinking off to the woods. What is the little spitfire up to now? I follow her and find her crouched near a tree whispering softly to her hands. One of her vines reaches out and plucks an apple from one of the few fruit trees growing there and pulls it back into her hands - yet she doesn’t eat it. I move to the side and see her holding a young rabbit.

“He decided to be a little too curious and ventured too far from his nest, now he’s lost,” she whispers to me, registering my presence.

“How do you know?” I whisper back, smiling. It’s not every day you see a werewolf coddling a baby rabbit, let alone a hard ass like Eve.

“He told me,” she says quietly. She stands holding the bunny and twitches her nose, following his trail until she comes to a dug-out hole under an exposed tree route. Eve gently pops the little bunny down and it shoots down the hole. A moment later it rushes back out with a larger rabbit. The larger rabbit steps forward and licks Eve’s shin. “You’re welcome,” Eve murmurs, stroking the bigger rabbit’s soft back. “Oh, your son left this behind.” She hands over the apple and the rabbit gently takes it in her teeth and bows her head before she scurries back off down her burrow. The little bunny nudges its head into Eve’s foot and shoots off after its mother. What the fuck?

“Did that rabbit just bow to you?” I ask in disbelief. Eve nods, walking towards me and I notice her eyes are white. “Your Fae side understood what it said? It can interact with nature,” I say, putting the pieces together. I have never seen any of the Light or Dark Fae bother to commune with animals. Too beneath them. What I have seen is a moment of peace and gentleness in our crazy world. I cup her cheeks as she comes to stand in front of me. “You’re amazing, do you know that? The most wondrous creature ever to walk this Earth,” I admit quietly. I gently kiss her exquisite mouth. Her eyes flutter and her beautiful brown eyes greet me as she opens them. I stroke her cheek. “What were you doing out here anyway?” Eve nestles herself into my arms wrapping her own around my waist.

“Just needed a moment to myself. I was feeling a little lost. There’s so much to do, Mikyda. I feel like I’m drowning sometimes. I’m trying to delegate as much as I can and you guys are all pitching in, but it’s just too much. I needed to have a moment to catch my breath. Then I found the bunny panicking and I knew I could help. It was something I could actually fix and give a happy ending to,” she explains wistfully.

“We will get our happy ending Eve. I have faith in us,” I tell her, holding her close.

“Only if I sleep with three more men,” she grumbles into my shoulder. She pulls back suddenly. ”Holy shit, I don’t think I’ve ever had you alone! Usually, your brother is with us, or one of the others.” Her vines leap out of her wrist and shred her clothes and mine as her hands slide up my now bare chest. Jesus my girl changes gears so fast. I raise an eyebrow questioningly.

“I’m multitasking. I’m having one on one time with my mate and releasing stress,” she shrugs, her eyes twinkling with mischief. A laugh bubbles out of my throat and I haul her to me. One-on-one time sounds great, the nap can wait. I lift her up so suddenly she gives an eek of surprise.

“Grab the branch above you and get those sexy legs over my shoulders,” I order. Her eyes darken with lust as she does as requested, putting her already glistening pussy right in line with my mouth. Perfect! I give her a couple of long slow licks before I dive in. I edge her to orgasm and then slow down before she can go over. Her breaths are ragged and I roll my eyes up to take in her heaving chest and her fantastic tits. This is a sight I wish I could see more often. When this is all over, I’m going to make it a daily ritual. I wait for her breathing to regulate and then I speed up again. I wait for her legs to start tightening around my ears and the fine tremor to take hold before I ease up again. I smirk into her wet folds, happily inhaling her essence as she lets out a groan of frustration. She’s right, we haven’t been together alone before and boy am I not in any rush to end my visit to paradise.

I’m not sure if it's my quietness and calmness that makes her think I’m less obsessed with her than my brother, but I’m probably just the opposite. I watch her closely, monitoring her through the bond when I’m not beside her, watching her sleep and dreaming of her always. I would live between her thighs if I could. Bathe in her scent, drown in her love. I just refuse to stifle her as Acassus does, so I obsess discreetly. Eve is a strong, fiercely independent woman whom I respect. I edge her up again and back off when she gets to the edge.

“Mikyda, please?” She begs, desperate now.

“Let go of the branch gorgeous,” I tell her, giving her one long last lick and a quick kiss. She huffs but does as she's asked. I lower her directly to my painfully hardened member and swiftly impale her. She detonates on my cock, squeezing me beautifully, as my mouth possesses hers and I swallow her cries. It takes everything I have to keep from spilling in her, as her inner walls attempt to milk me. She gets her bearings and wraps her legs tightly around my waist. I pull back, before surging back in. Jesus, she is heaven on earth. Her eyes are dark with arousal, and noises of pleasure spill from her mouth as I quicken my pace. I lean down and suck a nipple into my mouth, loving the gasp she emits as I continue to plow unrelentingly into her. I feel the quivering begin inside and steel myself to fight against her muscles.

But then she catches me off guard when she bites down on my bond mark and feeds from me. Pleasure slaps into me like a Mack truck. I feel my cum surging out of me before I can even attempt to stop it. I growl ferally, both in pleasure and frustration. She has thwarted my plans of lasting longer, as her own orgasm hits her. She retracts her teeth and licks my new bite before giving it a gentle kiss. I let myself sink to my knees slowly as I try to catch my breath.

“Eve honey, you don’t play fair,” I grumble into her neck as I regulate my breath. She grins and bops my nose.

“All’s fair in love and war Miky,” she chirps.

Actually, that gives me an idea...