Fates Hands

Chapter 31

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Adira was sitting in the Kings chambers, she was reading at first but now she stared into the fire. The

King was having nightmares, so Adira, Duncan and the King’s butler would take turns staying while he

slept. The King’s doctor gave him sleeping pills but sometimes they didn’t work as well.

The King’s butler was an odd fellow, he was certainly old. She found from Duncan that his name was

Alfred. He wouldn’t speak directly to her though, which she found odd. Duncan reasurred her that he

was just old school. Which meant that he would not engage with her directly, unless Duncan was with

her and gave his permission.

He took good care of his master though, he did kinda give Adira the creeps sometimes. He always had

this ability to just show up out of nowhere. She supposed it was just his servant training, to be there

when needed and unseen when not.

She fell asleep while on watch two nights

ago, and when she awoke she was covered by a soft blanket. She thought it was Duncan but he’d

checked on her earlier when she was still awake, he hadn’t come back though he was on patrol with

Jack

So it had to be Alfred that had done it, so he was nice just quiet and took his job very seriously. The

King’s maid on the other hand was nothing like the butler, she always had all the gossip that was going

around, what babies were born and to whom. Death’s, family drama. She was a what’s what of the

kingdom.

She was loyal to her king though, she saw one of the princes servants talking down about the king, she

was on him in seconds hitting him with a broom, over and over till he ran off. She never saw that

servant again.

Artemis was restless lately at first she thought it was just the pregnancy and all the stuff that has

happened, Artemis though denied it, she said she was restless because she could feel something

lurking about lately but couldn’t pin point it’s smell or its prescence.

She heard the door click and there stood Duncan, they only talked through mind linking when the King

was sleeping.

“Are you alright, little wolf?”

“Yes, all is well here, though I am getting tired and might risk falling asleep.”

“It seems the bigger my middle grows the more tired I become.”

“Would you like me to stay here, while you go to bed and get some much needed rest?”

“Don’t you have other duties tonight?”

“Nope, Jack has some buddies out and about now so I am free to stay here tonight or I can call for

Alfred to come sit with him, while you and I go to bed.”

“Do you think Alfred would mind?”

“No, he has been asking about taking more shifts so you could get more rest.” This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Alright then, call Alfred and then you can take me to our room. It will be great to sleep in your arms

again.”

“Alfred came into the room as if on que, doing his servant creepy thing again.”

Duncan nodded to Alfred and picked up his mate, carrying her to their room. Once they were safely

locked inside, Duncan ran a bath for the both of them.

When he came back for her he had already undressed. She started to undress herself but he

stopped her. No my little wolf, I want that privledge myself. He slowly began to undress her. Starting

with her shoes and socks. Then her shirt one button at a time.

Till finally she was standing before him naked as he was. “It has been awhile since we had any real

time for just the two of us.” Jack has given me the day off tomorrow and you will be with me the entire

day and night.”

He carried her to the oversized bath tub and sat down with her still in his arms, he sat her between his

legs and began to lather her up with soap, he took his time making sure he got everything clean. He

paused both of his hands over her tummy, lightly doing circles over and over with his hands.

She could feel his erection going up along her back, with a smile she decided that she wanted more

than just a bath. She started to move her butt slowly up and down against his erection as he started to

moan.

He whispered in her ear, “You are being a naughty little wolf. Would you like me to show what happens

to naughty wolves?”

He grabbed her by her hips and lifted her so he

was postitioneu just that she was already wet and pushed into her in one swift thrust. He let out a low

growl of pleasure.

“You feel so good, I can never get enough. You drive me crazy, the more of you I have, the more of you

I want. Apollo goes nuts even if he smells your naked skin, even when your scent just lingers in a room.

Your perfect in every way.”

He stopped talking after that and began moving her slowly at first, then faster as both of them were

enjoying that naked slide. He moved his knees upward spreading her wider, while he had a hold on her

wet soapy breasts.

Both were being driven mad with pleasure, water was sloshing and splashing everywhere. Till they

both reached their peak, screaming each others names. They stayed that way for a little while, till they

both got their senses back. Duncan started to laugh. Adria looked at him, “What?”

“I was just thinking, now I have to wash you all over again.”

“Well at least this time we are in an enclosed room, so the whole castle and half the kingdom can’t hear

us.”

“I don’t know my little wolf, I kinda like everyone knowing that you are mine.”

With those words he entered her again, she let out a gasp, How was it possible for him to feel bigger.

Then he settled himself deep within her, it wasn’t long before they were both mindless once again.

Adira and Duncan didn’t get much sleep that night.

The King woke up in a pool of sweat after yet another nightmare. It is the same one as always, his son

was holding his head and crying to him. He was still in his executioner’s garb, still holding the sword.

“Why, father?”

Over and over his son cried to him, he could do nothing, he couldn’t speak nor could he move. All he

could do was stare at his son’s headless body, while it was holding up it’s head to cry to his father.

After the first nightmare he ordered forget me not seeds for the spring, to plant over his sons grave.

Why was his son so evil? Was it something he did or didn’t do? The thoughts ran around his head like

a tornado, spinning out of control.

He sat up and looked around the room, sitting in the chair was Alfred his loyal butler. He was originally

his fathers butler and now he was his. His silent rock always waiting to serve.

“Alfred?”

“Yes, your highness?”

“You can go now to your room and get some sleep, I am not going back to bed anymore tonight. I will

stay up and read or go through some of the invitations for the christmas ball.”

“As you wish my King.” Giving the King a bow,he left the room.

The King went through a bunch of papers at his desk and the invitations. He couldn’t concentrate on

anything though. With a sigh he sat down by the fire and went through a photo album. Pictures of his

mate and son filled his vision as tears like diamonds ran down his face. As his wolf Arthur wrapped

himself around him in solace.

Jack was up on the wall with other guards, the moon light was out in force tonight. Giving everything a

silver shine. To Jack’s eye’s it was almost blinding. Snow was falling but there wasn’t any real

accumulation. That was comming tomorrow or the next day, they were perdicting a blizzard for their

region. It will be a dangerous time, it would be a great time for an attack, it would be a 50/50 gamble

though. Great for cover, bad for getting away. (12)

Jack was hoping that whatever shit show was about to start, that it would just get it going already. This

waiting is a pain in the ass. Still he felt that there was something out there. Lingering in the shadows

waiting to pounce.

One of Jack’s warriors reported that he had movement and he was checking it out. When he mind

linked Jack again, he said he was bringing him a early christmas present.

Jack met his warrior at the back gardens along the wall. His warrior was there waiting for him and he

did indeed have a present for Jack, in the form of a rogue.