Chapter 7 POWER LOSS
ZEPHYRA POV
"This is my second time feeling so helpless in my life"
Van mutters, his head held between his palms.
"Van...." I whisper, my head laid on his slumped shoulder
"I can't live without you again. Lose you when I just got you..." His voice sullen and also cracks.
""This is unfair to me, to us"
My heart sinks.
I wish I can ease his pain but I don't know what to do
sit on his laps Cat suggests and before I can counter, I feel a spike rise through my chest.
Like a sharp strike, causing me to hold on to my chest.
Cat I call to her in my mind, confusion soaring as I watch my palm turn blue
I think that's the mate bond. I also feel different like there's another person here
A scream tries to escape from me but I stifle it, thanks to years of sucking in my pains at the Astrid's house.
I can't get Van worried about me now.
The pain intensifies sharply, I turn slightly away from him clutching my chest.
Few seconds pass and it calms down
Replaced by something different... I feel him.
Van's tears. Pains. Anger. Every emotions going through him now, they echo loud & clear inside me.
He's so broken I can't stop the tears that flows from me
I wipe my tears and go stand between Van's laps. He raises his head up, his palms holding my waist with a green streaked eyes... Just like his Father's.
"Can I?" I ask, pointing to his laps. Instead of replying, he settles me between them and I hug him
"We still have five days to go" I tell him.
His green eyes hold onto my brown for a long beat. I look away first, biting my lips as I feel an intense roar
"You shouldn't have to go at all Zeph"
I hear his wolf Zeph. He thinks they're incompetent for falling for Zade and the Council's scheme
"Shouldn't have to prove yourself. I..." His voice cracks and I hug him tighter knowing what he's withholding but he says it anyways
"I failed you. Again. Both times, as your husband. I failed and the price like before is to lose you"
"I'll come back Van & I want my full memories back"
"You don't know the proving. And the memory barn can bring them out, I'll find a way to make it bearable"
"Evander" I move closer to him and he stills
"I'll come back to you"
He lifts my head, to face him.
"Call my name again"
"Evander Arnauld, husband to Zephyra Homelin Arnauld" He responds with a kiss
His palm holds the back of my neck as he pulls me into a rough kiss and the emotions emerges again. Longing, deep pound beat is what I feel.
My palm turns blue again and he releases me.
I try to hide it but he holds onto the palm
"When did you start feeling our mate bond?"
His voice bright and the emotions I feel... Jubilant
"Few minutes ago. When you were crying"
"You wanted to help me?"
"Huh?" I don't understand what he means
"The bond appears also when you feel helpless towards your mate, when you want to help them but feel helpless"
"Like you? But You didn't change"
"Since you came back, I've always felt it and now used to it. I've you mastered in me" He tells me joyfully
"but this is new for you"
He explains, his hands soothing me while he pulls me closer
"You felt so sad within me" His eyes downturn at my words but i pull him closer
"I'll survive it"
"Promise me" And I do.
My blue palm placed to his chest, the blue glow intensifies as I begin the promise
"I won't make you lose me again. I'll come back with memories of who we were"
His fingers dig into my palm before pulling me into another kiss.
It was soft. Hot and short.
"You need to rest." I pull him back into a kiss
"Practice starts in few hours" He whisper into my mouth but his palm is already kneady my aching breast.
My body ignites at his touch. Expertise.
Erasing every touch and feel of Zade on me.
Well, he erased them ninety six hours ago. The day before our emergency wedding.
He pulls my hair to open up and I groan. My tongue matches his in detailed precision.
Putting My back on the bed, he layers soft kisses down my body.
From my face, to my neck.. Each movement an ignition of fire in my core.
Down my stomach,my breath catch in anticipation. Waiting to feel his tongue on that sensitive bud between my laps and he does
My back arch & tense for him, his arm weight settles me down and his mouth claim it, everything.
I grip his hair pulling him deeper and he obeys
Tonguing sucking. Explosion of sparks to my core the moment he twist my clit, sensations bury themselves underneath my skin and I come. Hard
My breathing unsteady. Erratic as I calm down but they pick up at the sight of him stroking his thick long length.
I want to do it for him, but I can't or should I say too shy to try.
He rumbles few words & I watch his face contort into something between bliss and loss of control.
"Lay flat" He groan. I do so. Immediately, I feel sticky white fluid in my tits and stomach.
His breathing heavily hooded, he bends to squeeze my breast while still fisting himself.
The view is breathtaking and I feel wanton. Wanted.
Finally, he calms down then lick his cum off my tits.
He watch me stare in disbelief at the vulgar act.
Watching my nipples tighten at the even more vulgar desire swimming in me.
"I love you"
He says, lifting me bridal style into the bath tub then back to the bedroom after washing me clean.
He looks slightly happier than before.
"Don't be late for practice"
He says before stepping out.
I lay there. Watching him leave.
Listen to the door close behind his slacked shoulders.
He looks nothing like the fierce man from the wedding. Nothing like the bold man that gave me freedom.
But he's my best gift. My reward
