Her Forever

“We’re in this together. In the end, you saved me, and I’m gonna save you.”

I put my hands on either side of his face while I continued to straddle him. His deep dark eyes bore into mine so fierce that I swore I saw the constellations of Orion. “Now k**s me damnit.”

Hades didn’t’ falter and slammed his lips into mine while his arms wrapped around my waist. If there was a doubt in my mind that there was space between us, that all had dissolved away because our bodies themselves almost became one.

I pulled at his hair as his nails dug into my dress, holes ripping through the silky fabric of my tunic dress. The ropes were torn away harshly as I clawed at the buttons of his shirt. The small bed squeaked as Hades hovered over my body. My head tilted up, exposing my neck, and Hades opened mouthed k****s, sucked, and pulled on my delicate skin.

“I want to make you mine,” he growled. “I want to take what was given to me, and I want you to bite into my skin and let every soul know you accept me.” I m****d as I pulled his hair again, and Elea howled in joy.

Mouth trailing to my n*****s, I hear stomping coming up the stairs, but Hades waved his hand at the doorway. “Someone is coming,” I whispered as he continued to pull at my t**s.

“They can’t come in, and they can’t hear us,” he mumbled. Lost in the pleasure of his mouth, I reached for his c**k that was already dripping. I wanted him to claim me right there, but it wouldn’t be wise with my parents just downstairs and the fair warning my dad just making at the door.

“Hades,” I whispered as he pulled off his pants. His d**k sprung free as I felt it slap my naked leg.

“Just a touch, I won’t enter your flower yet,” he chuckled darkly as I felt his shaft rub on my clit. “Kitty whiskers,” I breathed as he pushed his d**k hard into my bundle of nerves. It was warm, hot, and the tingles ran up inside me. Hades was dangerously close, too close. One little slip and the head of his giant c**k would enter me, and we would be done for.

“If you think this feels good, wait until I buried deep inside your p***y. I’ll make love to you, and my balls slap your inner thighs.” I wanted to come undone right there. His dirty words were a turn-on I never knew I would like. I wanted him so badly, but the thought of bonding with my mate was quickly making me think of my parents downstairs.

“Don’t think,” I felt hades get frustrated. “I want you to just feel me. Feel how much I want you to c*m in you. Spill myself into your cavern and watch you suck me in your body.” That did it. I heaved out his name as his d**k rubbed my core as I felt my own essence coat onto his c**k. I felt his d**k pulsing on my pubic bone, where he spilled his load on me a heavy grunt later. The waterfall of emotions wracked me as he held me.

“What am I going to do with you,” Hades panted as his thumb caressed my cheek. “I don’t think I can hold back anymore; I just about took you right there.” I giggled as I grabbed his hand.

“Next time then,” I lowered my lashes to get a look at his still throbbing member. “Again?” I grinned mischievously.

“I would,” he nipped my ear, “but your parents and Bhodi are just outside the door screaming.” My ears perked up to hear as Hades waved the ward from the door. Shouting continued as my dad banged on the door excessively.

“Get this ward off, she isn’t home an hour, and someone has her already!?” Mama was hysterically crying, and Bhodi was chanting in Latin. Did they think I was being taken again?

“Cover-up, flower.” Hades pulled the comforter off the bed to wipe away any remnants of himself and his lower half while I took the sheet. Hades hand waved again, and the door burst open.

He. Did. Not.

I screamed in my head while Elea was laughing hysterically. I could see her wiggling her back in glee while my angry father and my inconsolable mother crying. Covering up my breasts, I looked at the two of them.

Mama dried her face with the palms of her hands. “Oh,” she said as she sniffed. “You were just messing around. I’m sorry, come on, Babe.” Mama grabbed Dad’s hand, but he didn’t move. His fists were clenched as he stared at Hades with the most hatred I had ever recalled seeing.

“What were you doing?” he growled as Hades kept the comforter wrapped around his waist. Hades sat beside me and put his arm around me.

“Do you really want a play-by-play?” Hades kissed my cheek while my face flushed with embarrassment. My dad just caught me messing around; I’m going to die before I even shift. He is my mate though, so it is OK, right? The panic didn’t leave me even when Hades’ put his arm around me. “We are mates, and you said we couldn’t mate yet, so we were just relieving some tension.”

“Chocolate snickers, shut up, Hades.” Hades threw his head back to laugh as I covered my mouth. This was the worst thing that could have ever happened. What would have happened if there wasn’t a ward on the door!? They would have seen us ALMOST going at it!

Dad grunted as he crossed his arms. “Get dressed. It’s Sunday. Just you, Hades, can wait here.” Dad took another glance at Hades before he stomped down the stairs. Hades wanted to protest, but I grabbed his arm. “Blaze is out in the woods somewhere. He can come with me.”

“Then I’m left here with you, mother,” Hades sighed as he ran his hand through his blonde hair. How could that be so bad? Mama was great. She loved having guests over. Anytime there was a new pack member, she would have them over for dinner and get to know them. Dad hated it. He just wanted them to move into their own house or the packhouse and leave him alone.

Then I remembered, the last time my mama and Hades were in the same room, he was thanking her for the big mistake he basically created. Charmunda made my mama’s life a living hell for years before she had dad. Mama didn’t seem mad or hold a grudge over it; she was happy when she saw Hades and me at the treeline.

“It will be alright; she’s forgiven you just like I have. She’s probably making you cookies. Mama loves making cookies when guests come over.”

“You act like you never left,” Hades petted my hair. I hummed as he stroked it.

“There are still some things I can’t remember like I feel like I should, though. Ever have that feeling where you lost something and can’t find it? That’s what I’m feeling. We do need to check my treehouse, and I’m hoping that will lead us to the Sphere of Souls,” I said determinedly.

“One step at a time,” Hades warned. “You are getting close to shifting. I don’t want to add extra pressure on you.”

“Parisa!” My dad yelled from downstairs. “Let’s go!” I g*****d and got up, realizing I had no clothes to wear. Of course, Hades willed clothes on me, some from the Underworld, and I was in basic black skinny jeans and a white cashmere sweater.

“Stay warm, my mate.”

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Jack’s POV (Parisa’s Father)

Not a day ago, I was still hunting for my daughter. My firstborn child and the first alpha female to the Night Crawler’s pack. At a young age, she was strong, she was more substantial than most of the boys five years her senior, but Rosalie wouldn’t let her train early. Rosalie wanted her to have a childhood before I started making her physically strong.

Rosalie did grant me time once a week to pass along wisdom to Parisa. We would take our two fishing poles and head down to the giant lake on the territory that I had constructed. It was just a pond, but with a bit of human help and a wad of cash, we were able to create a paradise that everyone could enjoy. No one hardly uses the indoor swimming pool in the packhouse anymore; they run to the lake and become one with nature.

Sundays, however, were off-limits to the pack. That was the time Parisa, starting at age 4, we would go fishing. Taking the boat out in the middle of the lake, we would fish all day long. Having our lunch in the boat, talking about random things four-year-olds do until she started understanding the real reason we were out there. Her future.

It is expected the firstborn child will take over the pack. Never in the pack’s history had there been a female, and I wasn’t about to change tradition over a gender issue. Rosalie wouldn’t have that either.

As we walked through the forest that had grown considerably since Parisa was gone, she grabbed my hand. It was another tradition we would hold hands as we walked down, and my heart started to stutter as she remembered. Sampson had missed her. He had kept quiet for many years, upset at the prospect of never finding her. We knew she was alive, but the hunt for her was always never-ending.

“I’m sorry I yelled,” I broke the silence as she looked up at me. Parisa should have been taller, almost as tall as me, for being an alpha’s child. She was so small, didn’t even look like the age fifteen. I could hardly believe she was 20. Parisa waved her hand dismissively.

“You haven’t seen me in so long, and then I come back home with my mate and did stuff in my childhood room. I think it is understandable. Mama already told me you would come around before I left the house.” I chuckled and rolled my eyes.

“She did now? Did she also tell you why we are out here today?” Parisa shook her head as we came upon our boat. It was still usable. I had started taking Michael after two years of looking for Parisa. The idea that he would take over the pack had come to light after two years of searching. I had to train a replacement. Michael was hesitant about it, he wanted to wait longer for her to come back, but it had to be done. We had to look after the pack.

“Looks the same,” she mused as she hopped in the boat. “Did Michael enjoy fishing with you?” I stepped back a bit in the realization of what she said. She knew I took him out? “Well, obviously, you didn’t know I was coming back, dad, so you had to train Michael.” I nodded and pushed the boat out in the water.

“This is a quick trip, no long talks today.” We pulled out our poles and hooked them with worms. We were basic while we fished, with no fancy bait or funny bobbers. Just us and nature and the fish we barely caught.

“I’m so happy you are back,” I held back the tears. “I blamed myself every day. Hell, we all blamed ourselves.” Parisa grabbed my hand.

“Dad, it couldn’t have been helped. Something compelling got through. At the time, I was scared, but I’m fine now. Hades found me, my mate. It was supposed to be this way.” Parisa smiled, but the sob escaped me. There had been only a few times I had cried, and they had all been with Rosalie. Now I look at her carbon copy and realize those were the only two women I would ever cry for.

“Everyone keeps blaming themselves,” Parisa looked out into the distance. “But I wouldn’t change it. Sure, it sucked living like that. Wondering if I would be sold, beaten, or raped, but it made me thankful for the smaller things. The grass, the flowers, the friends I’ve made. I just appreciate everything all the more,” Parisa smiled up at me. Her identical strawberry blonde locks of her mother blew in the wind. “You all have to give me some credit. I’m pretty strong, you know,” she winked.

Chuckling, I threw my line in while I sat beside her in the boat. “And there is something I want to bring up,” Parisa spoke as she pulled her line in. Taking off the small fish, she threw it back in and put on a worm. “I’m giving up the alpha title.”

This had crossed my mind since she will be mated to Hades. Goddess of the Underworld was a high position. She needed to be with her mate, who couldn’t leave his own position.

“I’m not doing it for Hades; I’m doing it for the greater good of the pack,” she added. “Sure, I could spend more time training to be an Alpha,” Parisa shrugged her shoulders. “But I think I was meant to do something more outside the pack.”

How did my little girl become so thoughtful and intelligent? Parisa has seen things I had never thought about being a problem. She’d experience what it was like to be helpless.

“What things are you wanting to change?” I asked thoughtfully as she threw her line back out.

“There are a lot of girls and maybe some guys that are being sold into trafficking. I want to stop it. I want to stop humans and other supernaturals from doing it. Heck, even some angels and demons, not all of them are good, you know that.” I nodded in understanding.

“If that is what you want to do, I won’t stop you. You will always be wanted here, I hope you know that. Your brother Michael doesn’t haven’t to take the position.” She smiled.

“I know that, but he would be better at leading wolves than I would. Hades is a handful enough, and adding my own conquests to save those who are suffering is enough. Hades had already started something similar. I’m just expanding it. I think I am suited there. Michael was a good brother. I’m sure he still is and is capable of taking over the pack.”

Michael had been a good son, dare I say, almost too perfect. Anytime his mother or I asked for help, he jumped right in with no hesitation. He never went through the playboy alpha stage that was strong in his adolescent years. He stuck to the high road and picked up extra scouting and border patrol when he could. He never sat down to rest. When he wasn’t hunting for Parisa or helping the pack, he trained, and he trained hard. In a few years, I wouldn’t be surprised if he passed my strength in human form.

“He has,” I looked off across the lake.

“You think there is a motive,” Parisa spoke. “Remember what Hades said, I can read your emotions loud and clear, and you question him.”

“Can’t get past you, huh, Sasa?”

“Nope!”