“If you can’t handle it, I’m sure, Ariana will try to face this challenge at my side. I do not know if I can protect her and fight this threat, Morgan.”
He listens to Reese but does not hear him as his brother calls him. “She is in pain again shall I wipe her mind.”
“NO!” he says connecting with Katie’s mind. He finds her waiting for him.
“Morgan” she sighs in relief.
“Tell me what’s happening?” he asks.
“I don’t know, just pressure, voices, they are fighting over you! They want your blood, Morgan. You can’t possibly fight them all,” she whispers with fear.
He feels her fear for him, and it lifts his soul. After all, she has been through her worry is for his safety. He opens his brown eyes and looks at Reese. “I will fight for her.”
“She is still connected to Colin, what happens to her, when you destroy him?” he asks Reese.
“I can shield her, but she needs to be asleep to minimize the damage to her mind when he is killed,” Reese tells him.
“Done. I will not risk her life anymore. She will be safe.” He sends Katie to sleep and Reese casts the spell of protection.
“Now tell me what you found in her visions.” Reese demands. They talk and plan the battle agreeing to leave in a few hours.
Reese is nervous. He has to convince his Queen that he knows what’s best for her. She has to stay behind. At his side she would just be a distraction. Standing on the balcony overlooking the beach he turns at a sound behind him.
Her flaming red hair flows freely around her shoulders and her violet eyes sparkle with laughter. She wears a forest green dress. The very dress Morgan and he were fighting over. “Surely, my King, you can agree that no one looks better in this dress than I?”
His mouth goes dry as the need to claim her. He forces himself to meet her eyes. “Ariana, you will listen to reason!” he demands.
Sexy, full, red lips curve in a smile as she walks towards him. His powerful muscles are bunched tightly with repressed emotion. His hands shake and his jaw is clenched hard as he fights the urge to take. Ariana slides her hands up his muscular chest feeling them jump beneath her touch. She studies his Fae features, flawless and masculine. She runs a hand through his blonde hair saying, “I find reason goes out the window when I am near you, Reese.”
Reese snarls at her as his blue eyes go black, “This is not a game, Ariana, and I am Shadow!” Ariana presses her body against his willing him to touch her. He loves how she feels against him, her body teasing him sends his heart beating wildly. Ariana pulls his head down and hesitates, her mouth close to his whispering, “Yes, you are My Shadow, My Mate.”
He hears her heart racing against his and he makes his choice. “I will never let you go, Ariana,” he says firmly as his mouth finds hers with an urgent demand. Heat meets heat, as he ravages her mouth, his hands are everywhere. Every sense comes alive, she tastes him, feels him, smells him, and craves him!
He rips his mouth away, eyes glittering with lust. Her violet eyes spark with impatience, “Nor I you, My Shadow King. I will fight at your side where I belong! I will never let you go, Reese!” she promises. When he moves to jerk her back into his arms Ariana stops him with a hand to his chest and sends a small pulse of power through to jolt him.
“Neither will I be treated as less than, because I am female.” Shock shows on his chiseled features as she continues, “I was a Queen once, Reese. They are my people too and I will fight for them with or without you. The next time you think to try to sweet talk me or trick me, remember that!” With a toss of her red hair, she turns stalking out of the room and all he can do is watch in surprise as her beautiful figure walks away from him.
Chapter 18
Silent in their advance, the army moves beneath the Black Mountain. Nyssa leads the way into the mountain she once called home. She knows the Shadow King will return here to retrieve his crown and when he does, she will be ready for him.
The army continues its advance as Nyssa moves on. She carries a sword of iron, made with a special handle just for her. He crafted the scabbard and hilt out of white gold. The blade was pure iron. It is a Fae killer made to destroy any who dare to get in her way. She slithers her way through the tunnels seeking the entrance to the top of the mountain. Reese made a special vault on top of the mountain to protect his treasure, the crown given to him by the angels. Stupidly he did not know she watched from the shadows. She promised the crown to the Fallen Angels and they have come to claim it.
She smiles as she steps out onto the Kings platform. It is where he spends most of his time looking at the stars, thinking of his dead wife.
“Fool of a Fae could have had me! Now he will have the cold edge of my blade instead.” She snaps as she moves swiftly to the enchanted rock. He trusted way too easily she thinks
