NINETY FOUR

Elora’s POV

“Just let me hold you, you never let me touch you” Silas whispers next to my ear, his face so close as

he breathed in my scent, yet I couldn’t relax not in his arms, not near him at all. My body craved his

touch, craved the feelings of the bond, yet my mind screamed that he would take my baby, that it was

all a trick and would soon take the one thing that was truly mine, a literal piece of me and he would

soon take that as well.

Silas walked up the stairs toward our bedroom the sight of the door coming into view made panic rise

deep within my chest as my breathing increased, my chest rising and falling quicker.

“I won’t hurt you,” Silas tells me, and I pull my face back looking up at him, his face so close I become

mesmerised by his beauty, the sharp line of his face, the way his jaw clenched and unclenched, the

colour of his eyes though frightening cold most of the time, to me they looked beautiful with the way the

gold sparkled throughout them, though behind all that was a monster. Even though I deny him, I

couldn’t help but still love him even if he were a monster, even if it meant my death.

My mind keeping me wary while my body yearned for him. A torture, I was sure would kill me, two parts

of me at war with each, pushing and pulling to see which part would win.

I hadn’t even realised we had stopped not until he cleared his throat making my face heat when I

realise, I was staring at him trapped in the confines of my own mind. He made no move to put me down

and part of me didn’t want him to, though the rational part of me had me wriggling to get out his grip.

He places me on my feet with a sigh, before turning and walking out, I thought he was leaving so

stripped off and hopped into the shower, leaves stuck in my hair as I tried to pull them out of the

tangled mess. Rinsing my face and hair I run my fingers through it, my fingers getting knotted and

tangled in my hair as I try to rid it of the leaves and twigs when I feel hands run across the bottom of my

stomach making eyes snap open, to find Silas in the shower, his eyes downcast as his hands glided

over my stomach.

I could feel our baby moving before kicking my side, Silas eyes watching my belly move and moving his

hand only to feel our baby roll, Silas once again missing the movement he was intent on feeling as he

watched my stomach ripple.

Sighing, he went to pull his hand away giving up on trying to catch its kicks when I grabbed his hand

moving it lower to where I knew the baby shifted. His eyes snapping to mine while I held his hand there

before our baby kicked, from the pressure of his hand.

Silas lips tugged in the corners as he tried to suppress his smile his eyes sparkling making me wonder

what he was thinking, yet also to scared to prod into his mind, worried at what I may find, what

malicious intent was behind his change in behaviour.

“I mean you know harm Elora; I just want you to let me love you” He says making me look up from his

hands on my stomach. He was watching me waiting for me to answer when I see Matitus step into the

bathroom, his shoulder and bare chest drenched in his blood.

“Everything alright?” He asks looking down at Silas hands making me realise how close I was to him,

not realising I had stepped closer to him, or maybe he stepped closer I was unsure. Matitus steps in

behind me forcing me closer to Silas his abs brushing my belly and I turn around to face Matitus though

Silas hands remain just moving to my hips instead when I feel his lips go to my shoulder making me

jump slightly.

Matitus watching me and Silas yet through the bond I could feel he was calm, he didn’t have the same

tormented feelings I had for Silas, he accepted him for everything he was and right now Silas was

calm, relaxed even, as he tugged me closer waiting to see what I would do and if I would pull away

from him.

I was about to and Matitus seeing that stepped closer to me forcing me back as he leant down kissing

me softly, my back pressing against Silas front and I was very aware of the reaction he was having to

me being so close, could feel it pressed against back before I feel him shiver behind me.

Matitus pulls back a small smile on his lips and I realise he intended to force me closer to Silas,

wanting me to allow him to touch me. Silas stayed still though, I could feel the longing through the bond

when I feel Matitus hands move to underneath my belly, his hands gliding to my hips before he places

them over Silas’s, moving Silas’s hands lower to underneath my stomach his hands brushing my pubic

bone.

Arousal flooding me at having both their hands on me, watching as I see Matitus eyes flicker

dangerously as he breathed in my scent perfuming the steamed-up bathroom before leaning over me.

his lips going to my mark and I shudder as I feel the sparks of the mate bond erupt over my skin

making me relax as he ran his tongue over my mark, nipping at it as I press myself closer to Silas, his

hand moving lower before I feel his fingertips brush over my slit and I gasp, coming to my senses.

Matitus stops stepping away before looking down at me, his eyes then moving to Silas and I feel his

hands move away going back to my hips. “He isn’t going to do anything” Matitus says but I move

removing myself from the shower and grabbing a towel. Just because right now he has no ill will,

doesn’t mean, that won’t change like a flick of switch.

One thing I have grown accustomed to is the way he can go from calm to a raging storm within

seconds and I should have known better then to let my guard down, let him in. Matitus feelings for Silas

clouding my own yet I can’t let feeling overrule rational thought, he will do what he said and now it was

a matter of time, waiting for him to destroy the last piece of me.

Walking into the room, Dragus walks in covered in debris. I walk into the cupboard grabbing some of

his clothes and slipping them on about to leave and find another room to stay in when Dragus hand

grips my wrist softly.

“Where are you going?” He asks.

“To find another room” Dragus shakes his head.

“We will stay in our room with our mates Elora” Dragus says, and I rip my hand away from him. He

wants me to stay in a room shared with the man who wants to take our baby from me. Silas and

Matitus walk out watching as Dragus and I stand off, his words lingering in the air and I could feel his

frustration. Turning on my heel, I head for the door.

“We are staying in here Elora, the other beds are to small, and I am sick of not getting any sleep”

Matitus says making my hand stop as it held the cool metal of the doorknob. I nod opening it and

walking out, heading down the stairs.

“Elora!” I hear Dragus call to me a growl escaping him, but I ignore him instead walking downstairs.

They can sleep where they want, I didn’t care but I was not sleeping in a room with Silas, I won’t allow

him to be that close while I try to sleep.

All the rooms were occupied. I sigh after opening the last one to discover Pluto and his brother sharing

a room, closing the door mumbling my apology before turning on my heel and walking toward the front

of the castle. I stop at the office eyeing the armchair in front of the fireplace before my eyes dart down

to the thick rug in front of the fireplace. Lightening streaking the sky outside the window illuminating the

night in brief glimpses, it was peaceful here. I could sleep here; it would be comfortable though, getting

up in the middle of the night to pee would be a task in itself.

I walk over grabbing the cushion and throw blanket off the armchair before laying on the soft mat, the

fire warming the room and was soothing as it crackled and popped burning through the logs of wood.

Sleep taking over as I felt my body relax into the softness and warmth of the rug on which I lay. Halfway

through the night though I was woken to the need to pee. Rolling on my back I look up at the ceiling

with a groan, I was comfortable and didn’t want to move away from the fire and the warmth it offered.

Chucking the blanket off, I grip the armchair hauling my body up to a sitting position before placing my

knees under me and using the armchair to pull myself up. Easier than I thought. I think to myself,

stepping off the rug my feet coming in contact with the cold ground. The urge to pee becoming worse

and I had to make it to the other side of the castle to the bathroom. I walk out, the cold seeping into me

as I shiver, goosebumps rising on my skin when I hear a noise.

I continue walking only to stop at the dining room, the noise appearing to come from inside. Opening

the door, I find Silas standing on the dining table as he fiddle with the chandelier. Curiosity getting the

better of me and I find myself asking what he is doing.

“What are you doing?” I ask looking up at him as he pulled the chandelier down. He looks down at me

completely engrossed in what he was doing, he hadn’t noticed I had walked in. He looks at me

nervously while I peer up at him.

“Replacing the chandelier for normal lights” He said staring at the chandelier in his hands.

“Why?” I ask confused, I know there was nothing wrong with it, it worked perfectly fine. He scratches

the back of his neck.

“It’s old” Is all he says though the way he looked at it and the strange feeling coming through the bond I

had a feeling he was removing it for another reason though I couldn’t work out why.

“Everything in here is old, what did the chandelier do?” I ask curious, out of the outdated antique

furniture he could replace he chooses a perfectly good chandelier.

He says nothing instead looking up at the ceiling, his eyes darkening slightly as they flicker. He mutters

something to low for me to hear before jumping off the table and walking to the corner of the room

where I notice nearly every chandelier in the castle was placed.

“Did you take them all down?” I ask looking to the ceiling and realising he had in fact taken the other

two down and replaced them with normal ceiling lights. I look behind me and realise the hallway one

was gone to.

“Why are you awake?” He asks changing the subject on his midnight renovations and making me

realise where I was going in the first place.

“to use the bathroom” I tell him about turn around and walk out.

“Wait I will come with you”

“I don’t need you to hold my hand to pee, been toilet trained since I was child” I tell him. His lips tug up

slightly before he shakes his head walking over to me.

“It’s dark and I haven’t replaced some the lights yet especially on the stairs” He says grabbing my

hand. I stare at his hand holding mine before he raises it kissing my knuckles.

“Just let me walk you upstairs” He says. My brows furrow before I give in, nodding. We walk out of the

dining room when he suddenly stops looking up at the ceiling his grip on my hand tightening slightly.

“What is it?” I ask looking at the ceiling to where he just removed the chandelier. He shakes his head

snapping himself out of wherever his mind took him too.

“Nothing, come on” He says leading the way upstairs. I walk into the bedroom before ducking in the

bathroom to relieve my bladder that was screaming at me. Washing my hands, I walk out and find Silas

waiting for me, sitting on the end of the bed. He looks to Matitus and Dragus who were sleeping in the

bed peacefully.

“You can sleep in here Lora, I will sleep somewhere else” He says getting up and pulling the blanket

back. He nods toward the bed. Guilt hitting me when I could feel he wanted to be in bed with them.

“It’s fine I liked where I was” I tell him.

“Elora please I will be busy all night anyway” He says, and I see Matitus stir in his sleep behind him. I

look to the door when he moves stepping closer before gripping my face and making me meet his

gaze.

“Stay” he whispers, he looked exhausted how hadn’t I noticed how tired he looked, was his sleep as

restless as ours is? I nod and he lets go stepping aside and I climb in the bed. Silas moves the blanket

over me about to turn away when I grab his hand, he stops looking down at me and I wriggle over he

looks at me questionably. I pull the blanket back and he looks to the door now confused.

I was just as confused, I wanted him to stay yet part of me was scared if he did, though I know I always Text © 2024 .

sleep better with them beside me and we hadn’t all been in the same bed in ages, now looking at Silas

I could see how lonely it must have been in this room by himself.

“Come to bed” I tell him, he looks at me shocked by what I said when I tug his hand. He waits to see if I

will change my mind.

“You won’t be angry, in the morning when you wake up beside me?” He asks and I could tell he was

confused by my actions and wondering if me being tired was making me act this way.

“No Silas just come to bed, you look as tired as I feel” I tell him, and he nods before pulling his shirt

over his head and climbing in next to me and laying as far way as the bed would allow. I move closer

putting my head on his warm chest, breathing in his calming scent. I felt for the first time in ages I was

home, comfortably home though I knew it wouldn’t last, but for now I would enjoy this moment and let

sleep take me. I feel his lips press to my head before feeling his arm wrap around me pulling me closer

before letting sleep take me.

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