Her Forever (Book 3)- Chapter 52

Orion’s POV

What kind of fuckery is this? Are there some evil demons out there that are hell-bent on trying to make my life hard? Not one moment of peace since my love has come to me, everything that could have gone wrong had been slammed in a month, and not one moment I can relish in her beauty. I just wanted to love and cherish her, and so far I’ve been to battle, sent her away only to have her come back with the Atlantean army, be drugged and now we face another threat of her being taken away from me.

Just one moment of peace, that’s all I wanted.

will have to hear all his “suggestions” on how I should be running the nation.

the people are happy about it.

oling off my heated body with her I in a rather compromising position. Willa’s eyes grew wide, and I felt the heat from her face flow down between her legs, and it wasn’t for lust. Pure embarrassment.

n front of my parents.

ith some harlot?” Willa’s body flinched and I felt a damp tear on my shoulder. That’s it.

er hands from her mouth.

was there while my father was too preoccupied with his duties. He may seem like a stern King, but that was only to his own family. In the Court he was a pushover, always wanting what was best for them and no

together, but even so, this was a bit much for her. “Is this too much, would you like to meet them later?” I whispered while I kissed the shell of her ear.

do with that?” She sniffed again and took the once cold rag, and dabbed her nose. Damn her nose was adorable when it was all red and stuffy. “Spend some time with my mother, she is better than him.”  I glared at my father while he crossed his arms. Wi

was said, my mother embraced her in her arms and lovingly petting her head.

out of the study, my mother was fully aware what was about to go down with father and I.

ing, no more being shied away from what we are.

t are you doing?” He yelled again and I immediately stepped forward, my wings were black, almost charred looking, the anger of my aura was rolling off of me like roaring thunder as he continued to walk backwards and fall i

ething no fae had ever yet done. It has said I was to be the strongest fae yet; the seers confirmed it the day of my birth and was written for all to see. The fae people didn’t know how powerful, and today it was unleashed by the utter rage of the chance my mate

d we are to be proud of it. As of yesterday, the kingdom has seen what

the most was those three words I had longed to hear him say, ‘I’m sorry son.”

dow overlooking the marketplace. “I did what I was told in the Court and thought it was for the best. At the time, I didn’t know they were conniving little shits because we all grew up together. I thought they were looking out for me.” Again, my father picked up the glass and swirled the ice inside. “Part of me still hurts, but I know they did wrong. I didn’t want to admit to it. I came back early for your forgiveness, but hell, old habits die hard. I was more upset that the woman in your lap wasn’t your mate,” he scoffed.

n.”

icies down my throat I didn’t agree with.

rge swig of his whisky. “I thought she was one of your old concubines; I’ll be sure to grovel.” His face was back to being harsh, he certainly had a much longer road than he thought. Changing one’s attitude doesn’t happen overnight. He was still ticked that I marked her before the ceremony, but Willa was mine, and I wasn’t going to let her get away from me.

t maternal drive. All she would talk about before my father took her and my brothers away was how she was ready for grandchildren. That was so many years ago, and now that chance might come sooner than later.

ike hell I was going to use anything to prevent my seed from coating her walls. She could very well be pregnant right now, for all I know. If her sudden burst of tears of embarrassment was any inclination, I may be on to something.

l. I’m glad you found her after all these years.” I wish father’s gift was a bit stronger so he could read his very own friends that went against him all those years ago in Court.

e not to make the same mistake with my children.

m a mile away and his overwhelming stench of horse dung.

ked away or put to death depending on the will of the people.

owed her proper ways to pour tea; she was really enjoying herself, smiling at my mother brightly.

“And this is Honey Ambrosia Tea, the leaves are dried for at least two years before you can crush them and p

ould be set for a long time.