Chapter Twelve

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Sylvia's POV

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Sylvia's POV

I came out here for some fresh air and some privacy reading a book peacefully but I know being out here is not too safe because of the disappearance of some maids recently but what can I do I keep coming back because i haven't experienced any problem yet.


I have already gotten deep in my book when the rustling of a nearby bush jerked me out of my imagination and a strong feeling of fear engulfed me,

All of a sudden a familiar soothing scent washed through me and I was grabbed from behind I didn't need to turn to know it was Natas.


I felt a sharp pain on my neck which seconds later is followed my undefined pleasure, so soothing and at a point I felt dizzy then he pulled away and spun me around attacking my lips I tasted the metallic taste of my blood on his lips.


I kissed him back fiercely which he reciprocated the same energy and he kissed my neck,

Biting on ear the amount of pleasure that pulled through me was indefinite.


Suddenly he whispered my name Sylvia and hearing my name from his lips was heavenly, I then came to my senses and pulled back from him.


'My king what are you doing here',

His expression changed to one annoyed, and he said Natas, call me Natas.

I rolked my eyes, Natas you shouldn't be here and what are you doing with me, how do you know me, what do you want from me a rambled at him.


He laughed a deep throaty outburst and I anger engulfed me.


Asshole how dear you laugh at me am fucking serious here. I said starring daggers at him knowing he's already gotten me wet and I am angry he has such an effect on me.


Feisty just as reported I love it, Sylvia I know everything about you even the ones you don't know yourself and you're my mate I've tried to stay away from you but I can't my darkness have tasted you now and cannot let you go.
I looked at him like he was crazy am his Mate Wtf is he kidding.


Am not he said,

Are you reading my fucking mind asshole'.

No am not, you said that loud enough and mates cannot read each others thoughts till they fuck and after that each of them need to let each other in at their own will, he said.


Am sure as hell am not your mate you're mistaken, I said even though I feel like am lying which is strange.


I know you feel it too the smell of your arousal is enough evidence of your lie, He said smirking.


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