Sweeter Tease (Sequel To Sweet Tease)

Chapter Thirty-Two

{Guinevere's Point of View}

I looked around my room, memorizing the things I would miss the most when I was gone.  I hadn't seen Keirstan for a few days, which wasn't unusual, but she had been spending more and more time with me.  She had been very tired and secretive the past few times I saw her, and that bothered me, but I wasn't going to question it.  My heart clenched at the thought of her rejection.

I hoped that she hadn't found another mate, but I would understand if she did.  I sighed and ran my hands down my sheer dress.  They were going to bathe me and have me change into a similar style dress for the ritual, but that didn't mean I had to like it.  I would have loved to have something like this dress or less for Keirstan, but it seemed that wasn't in the cards anymore.

I sighed again, jumping slightly when there was a soft knock on the door to my room.  I turned and went to open the door, having second thoughts about my fate, but knowing I wasn't strong enough to do anything about it.  The woman on the other side of the door bowed gently and smiled warmly, as if it was every day that she led someone to her death.

I nodded, my fists at my side.  I took one last look at my room behind me before I shut the door and followed the maid.  She led me down a few hallways to a large bathhouse type bathing area.  She led me to one of the medium sized baths and began to fill it with scalding hot water and mild smelling soaps.  She then helped me get dressed and into the water.  I winced lightly at how hot the water was, but nothing more than that.

The maid moved to fill a bucket of the water and pour it over my head.  I winced at the heat of the water flowing down my body, but didn't make a noise other than that.  The maid took another mildly scented soap, a gel this time, and squeezed it into her hand before she started to lather it into my hair.  I moved as she needed me to, and before I knew it, she was rinsing my hair.  The bath was finished after what felt like hours, and the maid brought me down a few more hallways after dressing me in another sheer dress, which came down to my knees.

We were met by a figure standing in the middle the hallway, staring in our direction.  They were wearing a white ritual robed, and standing with their hands interlocked in front of them.  The maid stopped in front of the figure, and I stopped behind her, smelling something divine.

"I will take her from here, maid.  You may go."

I perked up, recognizing the voice of my mate.  I kept my emotions in check until the maid was out of sight and hearing range.  Stepping closer to Keirstan, I snarled at her, both of us shocked at the noise.

"Where the fuck have you been?  I've been worried to death about you and needing comfort!"

Keirstan had enough sense to flinch when I snarled at her.  I could smell her discomfort and I whimpered softly when she reached for me, but dropped her hand before it reached me.

"I know, Leibling, I know.  I am so sorry.  Scarlett and I have been working on something big.  You shall see.  Now, come on, lets get you to the Ritual."

With a soft smile, she leaned down to give me a quick kiss and interlocked our fingers, leading us to the room where the Ritual would be held.

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I lay on a star shaped table with my eyes closed.  Gideon had already taken the blood that he needed from the vein in my forearm, which had healed after he filled the goblet.  I let out a soft sigh and got as comfortable as I could without moving.  They had already started chanting, and while the priest, Reginald, was supposed to run the ceremony, Gideon had decided he was going to do it.

Something about this ceremony being the perfect one or whatever his words were.  I breathed heavily out of my nose as Gideon continued chanting.  He was standing at the top of the star, at the point representing my head, with Scarlett standing to his right between the points of my head and my right arm.  The priest, Reginald, stood between the points at my right leg and right arm.  Keirstan stood between the bottom two points, and Amelia stood between the points that represented my left leg and left arm.  I inhaled sharply through my nose when I felt a rippling beneath my skin.  The rippling soon turned to excruciating pain and I blacked out before I could open my mouth to scream.

When I woke up, I was laying in a field of small field flowers.  The sun was warming my flesh as I laid in the grass.  I was enjoying the warmth of the sun until there was a shadow standing above me.  I opened my eyes and gasped at the woman standing over me.  She was a gorgeous caramel skinned woman with bright golden eyes.  Her white hair made a curtain around us and she grinned down at me, her teeth perfectly white, while she held some hair out of her face with her right hand.

"A perfect sacrifice."

Her grin widened as she reached her hands down and forced her fingers into my mouth.  She opened my mouth as wide as it would go, and then she pushed further, tearing my cheeks down my face.  I tried to move and found that I was unable to.  When she was satisfied with how my mouth gaped, she moved closer to me and began to force herself into my mouth.  I tried to move my hands to push her away, but found I was unable to move anything at all.  Tears broke from my eyes as she continue to shove herself into my body.  Closing my eyes, I forced my body into a blackout stage, where I could still hear, but not feel.  I didn't want to see how far she was into my body.  I sobbed as she continued.

When the movement stopped, I screamed and woke up.

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As I woke, I heard a commotion at my head.  I heard Scarlett yelling, but couldn't understand what she had said. I groaned and sat up slowly, not feeling like myself.  I heard the screaming stop completely and everyone turned to stare at me.  I felt a thrumming in my body and a laugh broke from my mouth.  The voice that echoed through the ritual room was mine, but mixed with someone else's voice.

"There will never be anyone that will control Aishara Dimitrius!  Especially not someone with selfish desires!"

I snarled and raised my hand towards Gideon.  His face was excited and he took a step forward towards me.  He took a few more steps and I began to close my hand into a fist.  His face began to contort and blood started dripping from his nose.  Fear filled his eyes and he looked to Scarlett to help him.  She shook her head and I closed my fist some more.

Gideon had begun to make strangled sounds and blood started pouring from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth.  I closed my fist completely and blood exploded out of his body, showering Scarlett as he collapsed to the ground.  Gasps were heard around the ritual room, but nobody said anything.  I looked around the room, making eye contact with anyone who would meet my eyes.  I noticed the wolves who were in the room and met the eyes of the one who seemed to be in charge.

I noticed her immediately.

"Mother."