The Hideous Secret

Hawlor

The white Wolf King swirled around them before rasing to his back legs and standing on them. He gave a chuckle, "I thought you were pregnant, Alek. You'll be a good mother."

Allahie's mate bared his teeth and gave a snarl, "Learn your place, talking of my babe is not for you right now!" he roared at the Wolf King, and to the female fae's surprise Hawlor sat down and bowed his head. So that meant Aleksandar was the alpha of the wolves.

"What do you need?" Hawlor growled flexing the claws on his left paw.

"Take us to DarkHaven."

"We don't have the strenght till the full moon at the end of this week."

"I don't care...you will return with me."

"Yes, Alek." The red-eyed-glowing, white Wolf King dipped his head, "I advise you to consider your actions though. You know that babe isn't suppose to be her's." Hawlor's fur ruffled when he turned his attention to Allahie.

"I'm his mate!" Allahie roared stomping in front of her mate and throwing a hand out behind her--the mating bond crushing down on her. "Damn right that baby should be mine!"

Hawlor didn't respond, "I should be able to get you within the dark demenses by morning. You will make the rest on foot, or wait till night." The Wolf King howled into the night sky, and his body grew larger and more wolf like. Allahie wondered if Hawlor could fully take a human form.

In an instant Aleksandar was lifting her onto the back of his battle wolf. A moment later he swung his own powerful body up and over. With another snap of his fingers black magic armor bore down on the wolf.

"To DarkHaven Hawlor!" The wolf shot off at a break neck pace at once--leaving Allahie burrowing her back agianst her mate's front side.

If the wolf was this strong and fast now, how strong was Hawlor on a full moon? And what was he capable of??

"I'm sorry Allahie, I know this seems rushed, I wanted to get to know you so much better...."

"It's fine Alek, you and the baby come first now." He kissed her cheek.

"You can sleep, Ally, I will be fine. Hawlor's back is broad enough for you to tuck your legs up under you." The female fae did what her mate suggested and suddenly the weight of what was happening bore down on her. She was going to be considered a tyrant for aiding a Dark Lord escape.

With a tear slipping down her face she cuddled into his strong chest, and once the thudding of Hawlor's paws and heavy breathing became a pattern she fell asleep.

******

Allahie sat bolt up right in a soft plush bed. She searched her surroundings and found a horribly pale man, with just tattered pants, on the bed across from hers. A strong forearm threw itself across her waist and Aleksandar pulled her back against him.

"Darling, trust me you are fine, and don't wake Hawlor. You were so out of it I just carried you into our resting area. We set out at night if Hawlor can summon enough energy to shift back into wolf from."

Allahie couldn't sleep anymore and she felt bad because she knew Aleksander couldn't sleep because he sensed her anxiousness. With sigh he rolled onto his back and pulled off his shirt. "Rub my belly," he murmured his golden eyes bright.

"It will be good for the both of you," he continued taking her hand. His chest was very sculpted still but his abdomen was beginning to fade. He placed her hand with care right on the middle of his lower stomach.

A moment later Alek closed his eyes and sighed heavily. Allahie allowed a cooling touch to seep onto his stomach and to the baby.

With her rubbing his stomach he fell asleep into a slight snoring pattern. Hawlor hardly moved or breathed, and soon boredom made her pass out.