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Amara's pov. He dropped Fiona with Grace, she had fallen asleep again and it was like she only woke up because cause she sensed him in the house. I played with the puppy Orian a bit and made sure she was okay before leaving her behind and going with Orian out of the house.We got out and he led me to the other buildings in the compound which served as houses for the orphans.As we got in through the big oak doors, I could already tell that a lot was invested to build the place. Its interior was like that of a typical manor with a huge living room that had comfy low cushions in it, because of the kids.I walked around the living room admiring the designs and the way it was arranged. There was an entrance on one end that led to a smaller room where the television was placed. I could see the toys scattered all over the place and the Television was left on, kids. And again, how did Orian get technology all the way here? The fireplace still had embers burning and ab
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Amara’s pov Orian stood at the entrance of the kitchen with a permanent lour on his face, hands folded across his chest and the sound of his feet tapping against the floorboard.We all ignored him.I don't know if he was mad that I stole the kids from him or if they stole me from him. Either way, they seemed to have forgotten about their Prince Charming and were focused on me now. They were even more excited to find out that I was a real princess.When Archibald made a ring out of a straw and slipped it on my finger right next to Orian's ring, the grump called bedtime.I bid them farewell and they made him promise that he will bring me again. It took a lot of hugs and good night kisses from me before they agreed to go to sleep and after that, we left. We went back to the main house, picked puppy Orian, and bade them farewell. Orian still hadn't said a word to me. I stroked my puppy's for as he conversed with them explaining why we couldn't stay
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Amara's pov"I am going to drop you, hard." Orian whispered, "When I do, roll dramatically like you are hurt and reach into my boots. Pull out a knife and go to the castle, through the back entrance. Don't look back and if anyone should accost you, kill them."He didn't give me time to absorb his instructions. I was released and I landed on the grass with a thud. I did as he requested, as fast as I could. I got it out, jumped to my feet, and grabbed puppy Orian before making my way toward the castle.It was going to be hard not looking back. What if they try to harm him? Who would protect him? They saw us together and they were not happy with it. They might try to kill him because it looks like he broke the blood oath and- Gosh! I couldn't stop overthinking and I fought the urge to look bad as well as I could.I went in through the back entrance and considered going around to enter the castle properly. But then, I didn't know my way around here well, and if they came with their warrio
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Amara’s pov I found my way to the ground floor and sniffed the air trying to catch traces of his scent that would lead me to him. It was easy as his scent was stronger at the base of the step, I followed it going in the direction of anywhere I could smell him stronger and soon I heard voices coming from a room.I braced myself up and tiptoed to what I guessed was the drawing room. It was where the voices sounded from and the lights in the room were on. I fell to my knees and crawled quietly near the entrance to hear what they were saying."Nyx is back on her feet, I heard." I tried to move closer when the woman with them spoke about my mother, "Apparently, they know now that she isn't truly dead." They were talking about me."What are you going to do about it Orian?" It was Japheth that spoke and I listened intently, my heart beating waiting for his answer. "Watch them go on a wild goose chase." He replied, "Tiring out their warriors, trying to fight off the Lycans that blame t
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Orian's pov I pulled the covers on her, withdrawing a bit as she stirred and placed her arm under her chin. When she settled again, I reached out my hand, threading my fingers through her silky blonde locks, and began to stroke her hair, a small smile forming on my lips when she leaned into my giving me more way to the full length of her hair and I took advantage of it, running my fingers through her hair as it flowed down her back.I got bolder when she let out a low moan, my fingers traveling from her hair to her face. Grazing across her forehead and brows. I trailed the bridge of her nose and sampled the softness of her cheeks before running my thumb across her jaw.My fingers creeped her lips, tracing the seam of the soft rosy flesh imagining how sublime it would be if I was to lean in and kiss her. I brought my thumb to the small part between the lips pushing in slightly and she moved to capture my thumb in her mouth, wrapping her lips around it.What is she dre
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Orian’s pov The scent of her arousal was too good, if I could bottle it up and breathe it instead of air, I would.She was so damned soaked and I avoided the entrance to her cunt just keeping my finger's between her lips and avoiding her clit. I rubbed against it faster and faster determined to make her squirt. I watched as her breathing increased and she was bucking hard against the bed till she whimpered and I felt warm fluid gush out, hitting my jaw spreading to my face.I lifted my head and positioned my face right above her cunt, unashamedly welcoming the hot liquid as she sprayed it on me. I mewled as she drenched me with it and she let out tiny moans at the euphoric high she was on.I leaned back when she was done withdrawing my hands, her squirt covering my face and dripping down it to my clothes reminding me that I had just pleased her in her sleep and I think we both thoroughly enjoyed it. My cock strained hard against my pants, blood
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Orian's pov There was only one thing on my mind as I took a scalding hot shower, wincing as water met with the unhealed scars on my back.Amara's safety.I wasn't comfortable leaving her here unprotected while getting out of the castle grounds and even with the extra security measures I would have to take, I will still be concerned about her getting harmed while I was away.I know she can fight but in this situation, it was different. She's a deep sleeper and I fear she might react too late if danger was to come, giving the enemy the upper hand, hopefully, her wolf would be more alert than she is and protect her human.I got out of the bathroom naked with my towel hung around my neck and hair dripping wet. I didn't mind the cold air that kissed my bare skin which would cause any other person to shiver but I was immune to it.I passed by the broken mirror at the dressing table, not once glancing at it so I wouldn't catch a reflection of myself even in its broken st
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Orian’s povI looked at the clock and then the table, my eyes resting on the chess board and back to the door. He loved playing games which meant I had to rack my brain to find whatever it is I am looking for. The worse part is I have no idea what I am trying to find. No idea what it looked or felt like. I just needed to find something and have him recount the tale of how everything happened almost fifteen years ago.The clock chimed and I looked back at it and then at the chessboard. Think Orian, Think! I had to use my skills from back in the days when pre-teen me stole food and broke into stores to survive. Clock, chess, door. I recited them in my head, "Chess, he loves playing games, clock? Clock? Maybe a secret passage behind the clock? Too easy, door? It's an entrance!" I looked at the clock and it chimed, as it chimed moonlight flittered through the curtains landing on the table. Maybe lifting the chess game will reveal something? Too easy as well because if you wanted to hide
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