Azriel X Scarlett Vanserra (Eris' Eldest Daughter). 18+ Spiciness and a bit of a slow burn!!!!
What happens when your High Lord and Lady agree to temporarily house your nemesis' offspring?
Well falling in love and finding his mate was certainly no...
The thought rings in my head over and over as the mating bond snaps in place. My Mate. My Mate. My Mate.
Staring at the stunning female her amber eyes are filled with flames as she twists, lunges, and slashes through the enemies surrounding us. So beautiful. My mind barely registers the burning buildings or fighting going on around me as my entire body and shadows become mesmerized by her.
Blood splattered across her fair skin to match the deep red of her hair, I've never seen her look more perfect. Completely in her element, she effortlessly wields her twin blades and takes down anyone within her path.
Only seconds pass as these thoughts fill me and then finally... finally her blazing gaze lands on me. My Mate.
I see her mouth move as if to speak to me, but I can't hear anything over the sound of my heart pounding in my chest. My Mate.
My Love.
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9 Months Earlier...
"Four fucking days," Cassian hisses next to me as we sit monitoring the castle. "We've been sitting on our asses for four fucking days."
Sliding my sharpening stone across the blade of Truth-Teller, I look up to meet my brother's furrowed gaze. "It seems you've forgotten how much of spying is waiting for the right moment... People don't engage in their evil deeds when it's convenient to you."
"Save your breath, Shadowsinger." The Autumn female speaks as she climbs back up the low hanging tree with our canteens refilled with fresh water. "I don't think the General understands the concept of patience."
Rolling his eyes at her comment, he snatches his canteen from her. "Not everyone can enjoy boredom in the way you two can."
Continuing my sharpening, I try to ignore Cassian's insults and complaints as they once again resume like they have for the last few days. Can't blame him for being on edge... with his mate in the Blood Rite, I can only imagine what he's feeling. Taking a quick glance at the female now sitting beside us, I notice how her own body language has become increasingly stiff since the first time I saw her with Eris months back. Either she's stressed from Eris being captured or she may just hate being forced to work with us... "What shall we call you?" I finally speak over Cassian's grumbling.
"What?" She snaps in my direction, the gold mask she wears to cover her face catching the sunlight just enough that my shadows shift back.
"You wear a mask so I assume you don't want to give us an actual name, but we do need something to call you. Unless you prefer us to just call you 'the female.'"
