Find Me Alastar

He grabs my shoulders from behind for leverage and starts to really slam me down onto his body, and

I cry out as a freight train of an orgasm rips through my senses.

Alastar throws his head back. “Emmaline,” he cries as his cock jerks deep within my body.

We stay still, gasping for breath as the tears escape my eyes. He kisses me and cups my face tenderly,

and I know he is thinking of his princess and how he never got to hold her one last time.

“Do you have any idea how much I love you?” he whispers.

I smile through tears and nod. “I do,” I whisper as my lips find his. “I really do.”

I walk along the pathway of the beautiful grounds with Alastar’s mother’s arm linked with mine. Thomas

and Alastar are about twenty meters behind us, deep in conversation. The sun is shining and the birds are

chirping above us in the trees. This really is the most beautiful place. Connie and Thomas arrived two

hours ago and we have just had afternoon tea in the garden. I have so much I want to ask her, but I don’t

know how to broach the subject without sounding childish.

“So…” I hesitate. “You know me.” I pause. “From before, I mean?”

Her knowing eyes hold mine and she smiles broadly. “Aye, dear. Please feel free to ask me anything. I

know this is a frightening thing to try and understand.”

I nod. “I feel guilty.”

She frowns. “How so?”

I swallow the lump in my throat. I don’t want this to come out wrong. “It frightens me. This whole

thing frightens me. What if…?” I hesitate.

She smiles kindly. “What if what, dear?”

“What if I don’t live up to his expectations? What if I am not as he remembers?”

She stops and holds my hands in hers as she shakes her head. “Emmaline, beautiful Emmaline. He has

loved you forever. He will always love you for the rest of forever. Please don’t be afraid.”

I smile, grateful that I have her to talk to about this. We continue walking and my eyes flick to her.

“You don’t remember your husband?”

She smiles sadly. “No, although the way I feel about him tells me we have been in love before.”

I smile.

“I can never imagine being married to anyone else.” She smiles wistfully as she looks over the

gardens in front of us.

I frown. What must it be like to go through this?

“Why do you think Alastar remembers everything?” I ask.

She shrugs. “Don’t know. It is just how it has always been.”

“Hmm.” I think for a moment. “Did you know me when this was my house?” I ask.

She shakes her head. “No, dear, I did not have the privilege of meeting you in that life.”

I smile gratefully. Thank heavens Alastar has had her to help him navigate his way through all of this. I

look over and notice another entrance into the castle. “What is up there?” I ask.

She frowns. “I think it’s the library.”

I smile. Oh, a library. I love libraries. I need to see this. “I may just have a quick look.”

“Okay, dear. I will meet you there in a minute.” She stands and waits for her sons to join her.

I walk up the stairs and down the hallway into the large hall. My eyes scan the huge room in

amazement and I put my hand on my chest. This is the most beautiful room. High wingback chairs sit in

pairs, and books line the walls from floor to ceiling. A ladder wheels along the wall on a rail to allow

access to the really high shelves. I stand for a moment and inhale deeply. I have been in this room so many

times before; I can feel it so deeply within my soul. Only now that I am back at the castle is the

significance of my past catching up with me. This is a blessing. This is such a blessing to be given more

than one life with this beautiful man. A second row of large dark timber shelves runs in front of the back

wall to create a hallway of books and I slowly walk down in between the shelving. I smile as I run my

finger down the spines of the leather-bound books. Halfway down the hallway, I get to a deep mahogany

large set of books with gold roman numerals on them. I frown. “What are these books?” I whisper to

myself under my breath. I take one out and open it up.

La vida del Ysopet con sus fabulas historia.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

I frown as I try to decipher its origin. I wonder what that means? I quickly type the title into Google on my

phone and the results flash up.