Her Forever

Orion’s POV

I almost didn’t make it.

Hell, it was too close.

I swung the door open to reveal a bloodied Carlos, the bastard that tried to steal Willa the first time I laid eyes on her. He wanted her, and I knew he did. I saw the possessive look in his eyes, but the past month I heard nothing of his whereabouts. Carlos was supposed to be on Earth, back in his home pack, but he escaped.

How did his Alpha not know he was missing? Could he not sense when a pack member was missing from his pack? Putting thoughts aside, I saw my Darling covered in b***d, and it wasn’t just Carlos’ but her own as well.

“Willa!” I screamed as I burst through the door. Sadie immediately pulled Carlos by the leg to pull him away. He sputtered and leaked b***d from his neck until Sadie cracked his neck, causing him to stop his frantic movements. Willa had done a number on him, slashes down his face, and bite marks near crucial arteries. Even though she was not trained for any type of hand-to-hand combat, she knew the vital points where she needed to make a dent in a wolf.

Wolves’ necks were a crucial organ. It was soft and not entirely covered in muscle and bone with significant arteries running through; you should have a good chance at getting a good shot.

Willa was now lying in my arms. Her leg was bleeding, but she had a shirt wrapped tightly around her leg. The bleeding had slowed, but her abdominal muscles and arms were still bleeding heavily. Picking her up, she continued to sob as I held her close to my chest. I was covered in her b***d, and terrible scenarios started to play through my head. What if she doesn’t make it?

Running up the stairs, there was utter chaos. Seth was yelling for warriors to retrieve the body to be sure the fucker was dead. A few rounds of my soldiers ran through to the dungeon and checked for any remnants of magic that could cause some other uprising here in the palace. We didn’t know if Carlos was working with anyone, but you could never be too sure.

Upon arriving in the healers’ quarters, the bed was already prepared for her. The firm surface was quickly covered in her b***d as three healers attacked her wounds. Several bottles of antiseptic were poured on her leg and arm. At the same time, another started using sealing magic to heal the inside of her body.

“Her womb is still intact, your highness,” I grunted in understanding. That was the least of my worries. If she couldn’t give me children, to hell with it. All I needed was her. Willa continued to m**n out for me, telling me she was sorry for making a mess. Like anyone cared. She was my warrior queen and a damn strong one too.

She took on a high-ranking warrior with years of skills under his belt while she had nothing. The healers threw some incense on a burner beside her head and began to waft the smoke to her nostrils. Her eyes began to droop as she complained about being ready for our ceremony. There would be no ceremony today, she needed her strength, and I needed her.

“Just sleep, Darling. The party will wait for us,” Willa quickly succumbed to her darkness as I sighed out in relief she was no longer in pain.

“She will recover; these wounds are deep, but not vital organs were struck. In fact, with her siren and fae abilities, she should be healed in three days when she wakes up and carry out the ceremonies,” the healer bowed as he began to clean up the b***d. Attendants lifted up her body so they could place medicine on her lips, and she instantly swallowed.

Once she was cleaned, I stayed in the room with her. I wasn’t planning on leaving her. I’d answer questions as they came and make decisions about crucial matters with the kingdom right from her bedside.

Willa was now dressed in a long purple nightgown that made it easily accessible to her wounds. I had initially bought it for her to be easily assessable in other ways, but this worked just too. I smirked as her hand twitched towards mine; grabbing it, I brought her hand to my lips while I kissed her knuckles.

….

A few days went by, and Willa barely moved. Healers removed bandages, and each day they closed more and more. The bruises left on her neck were gone, and the scrapes on her shoulder and leg had healed. What remained was a few light scratches on her torso.

Starting to become anxious, I hovered over her. Each slight twitch made my heart jump, thinking she was waking up to me. My mind raced as to how she would react to what happened to her. Would she leave me because I couldn’t protect her? Trying to push the thought away, I kept my anger towards Carlos. He was indeed dead, and the kingdom made a large bonfire and threw his remnants into the burning flames to make sure of it.

Many demanded Onyx to have him burn alongside the traitor. I was hoping to reserve a trial for him, point out every single flaw to ruin the name he had spent so many years trying to build for himself. Still, I had been too preoccupied with my thoughts of Willa and her recovery.

“I’ll take care of it,” my father growled. “Your people demand justice, and I will see to it.” My father, the previous ruler, taking Onyx to his grave was a good thing. Father had Onyx stripped of his wings in front of a crowd of roaring fans. Wolves included started howling with glee, watching the primary leader of all their sufferings fall. My father comprised a small list of all of Onyx’s wrongdoings, such as lies and treason of false information of the King.

Onyx was then tied to a post while the people gathered clothes that were made to keep their wings concealed around his feet. This didn’t silence the people as they threw their torches into the growing pile of wood, clothing, and tax papers. Onyx continued to struggle, calling them all hopeless, and the downfall of The Light Kingdom was near until his last breath.

Lost in thought, I wiped Willa’s head with a wet cloth until I heard footsteps near.

“Your highness,” Eamon stepped in our bed chambers. I had Willa moved as soon as the rapid healing took place; I wanted her comfortable and away from the noise of the bustling of the palace. It had become too noisy for my liking, and I knew she would appreciate being in our room together when she woke.

“Yes, Eamon?” Eamon smiled up at me and pulled a small fae woman with sleek dark hair. “This is my mate, Sundew. I wanted you to be the first to meet her.” I stood up and warmly smiled; he wanted to let me greet his mate first before his brothers. An honor itself. Then again, we were all brothers, not by b***d.

“It is certainly nice to meet you,” I bowed slightly as she bowed almost too low.

“It is my honor, your highness!” Her face flushed and hid half her body behind Eamon.

Eamon held his hand behind her back to move her forward, but she stuck to him like honey. “I would also like to tell you, Brenden has found his mate, but it is certainly unorthodox. He is was wanting an audience with the witches who understand the scientific properties of bonding.” Eamon gave a sad smile as I began to question.

“She is only a child; he found her in a cave running away from an abusive family.” My face went to immediate understanding. A few times in my life, I had witnessed a mate being older than another when one did not have the bond activated yet in their soul. The most senior mate would have to wait until it was recognized before anything could transpire.

“How old is the child?”

“She’s ten, your highness.”

“Hmm, eight years he will have to wait. I can tell you right now he cannot be around her long periods until the bond takes place,” I deadpanned. “She’s getting ready to go through her bodily change to become a woman, and what little bond is there would cause disastrous results.” Eamon nodded and gripped Sundew’s hand.

“I think he is worried about who she will end up with. He had a feeling this would be the best route. She was abused before, and his protective instincts are strong for her. He will want a family he knows he can trust to take care of her.” Before I could speak of a few ideas I had, Fionn and Marsha walked up to the room.

“Your Highness, if I may, Fionn and I would like to take the child.” Fionn smiled and gave Marsha a gentle squeeze. “I am still in charge of running the orphanage and being a teacher; I think this little girl would benefit from having others to play and grow up with. The girl would ultimately come home with Fionn and me at the end of the day to our home, and Brenden could come to visit once a week to check on her so they can know each other.” Marsha smiled as Fionn looked into his mate’s eyes. It was better than the plans that I had thought, which were to send her with Willa’s family back to Atlantis.

“If Brenden is fine with it, then that is what we will do. He can’t raise her; it wouldn’t be right,” I spoke firmly. Every nodded while I heard a small voice from our bed. Willa was sitting up, wiping the sleep from her eyes as she looked for me. “Darling,” I rushed to the bed while she giggled into my arms. “I was so worried about you.” Kissing her forehead, she reached under and kissed my neck.

“As scary as it was, I kicked some major a*s.” Willa tried to hide the shiver but I knew better. It scared her to death. “B***d was everywhere!”

“It’s alright to be scared, love. What you did was amazing, but I refuse to let you do that again,” I warned. Willa crossed her arms. “Nuh-uh, you are going to train me, and I’m gonna learn to fight on my own. I may have kicked that wolf’s tail, but I need some serious training. I’m going to be a warrior queen, damnit.” I laughed and tackled her to the bed, trailing k****s up her neck.

“Never again will we spend a night apart,” I whispered in her ear.

“Never again will I allow it,” she replied, nipping at my neck.

“So when do we get this show on the road. My body doesn’t even hurt anymore, and I want our guest to hurry up and get out of the palace.”

Lifting away the sheets revealed her smooth, creamy skin. There wasn’t a scar left on her, no evidence of struggle she had just a few days before. “Whenever you are ready, you have slept three days.” Willa gasped at the audacity.

“Alright, at dawn tomorrow then!” The sun was beginning to set, and she grinned up at me. “But screw your traditions of sleeping away from me, we go to bed and wake up together from now on, you hear me?” Willa lectured.

“Fae honor,” I crossed my chest with my arm as I bowed.

Willa climbed out of bed and sashayed to the bathroom. When I thought she was gone, I stood up to let the servants announce the new itinerary for tomorrow. Willa’s head popped out beside the door and had a mischievous grin. “I think I need a shower; I’m a bit dirty,” she winked. “But I don’t think I can do it… alone.” Her head left the doorway, only leaving her beckoning hand.

Screw the announcers; I’ll tell them after.

I didn’t walk seductively; I ran to her. Her contagious laughter filled the washroom with a loud echo as I pushed her to the shower wall. Steam had already covered the glass as I lifted one of her legs, so my crotch nestled perfectly to her core.

The thoughts of her ever having to fight again filled me with grief. This wasn’t the life I wanted to give her. I wanted to pamper her, love her, and make crude love to her whenever she let me. Willa was her own person and needed parts of her independence, even if I wasn’t a fan of it. We will learn to work with our relationship, and when she let me take care of her when she starts to feel overwhelmed, I will welcome it with open arms.

“Orion,” she breathed as her hands went messily through my hair. Gods, I missed her, the three days asleep, and the day she was pampered. I wanted her and her body like I needed air. Willa continued to pull down my pants as I placed hot sucking k****s on her neck. Her chest heaved as her nightdress fell to the floor. The water had drenched our clothes quickly. Her breasts looked rounder, perkier than I last remember; then again, it had been four damn days.

I lifted her with my arms and had her thighs between my head. She weighed as light as a feather as I dove my tongue beneath her folds as she squealed at the sudden height she acquired. “Orion!” Her m***s and mewls made my d**k stand to attention. Willa’s hands dove into my hair, pulling and kneading it until she released her thick desire into my face. Her nails scraped my upper back, causing me to shutter.

As she came down from her high, I kissed her so she could taste the sweet honey I collected from her hive. Breaking the k**s, she kissed down my neck and pushed me to the wall. It was cold on my hot skin as the water started to trick down my abdomen. “Did I tell you how much I love these,” her tongue traced each abdominal muscle as she trailed down to my c**k. Her hands wrapped around my arse, and her nails dug in tightly. f**k.

“And this too,” Willa licked the tip, and my h**s jerked for her to take more, but she took it a step further. Licking down my shaft and to my balls, she took each one into her mouth. Massaging and sucking until it was driving me mad. With a slight pop sound, she took her tongue and trailed just underneath my balls, and licked between my balls and a*s.

“Gods!” I growled as I tried to pull her up. It was sensitive, electrifying I couldn’t stand it. My d**k even hitched, ready to spew my seed all in her hair. Coming back up, she sucked in my c**k with her mouth and hummed. Watching her bob her head made my balls squeeze up close to my body. “I want you to c*m in my mouth, Orion. You can only have this p***y after the ceremony,” her mouth dove back down as I leaned my head back.

I could take her over my knee right now, but f**k, I loved how she said she was going to deny me. That would make taking her cunt so much sweeter. “Darling, f**k!” I wailed as I spurted into her mouth. She continued to swallow as my load unfurled and my breath calmed. Standing back up, she came up to me and sucked my bottom l*p as we kissed nice and slow until the shower started to run cold.

“I love you, Orion, with all my heart and soul.”

“And I love you, Darling, my precious little queen.”