Chapter 132
Faith’s Pov
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I slowly forced my eyes open despite the throbbing headache which has become a norm.The ceiling above was familiar.
My room.
Not a cell, not a dungeon, but my own bed. A wave of relief washed through me.
I tried to sit up, but my muscles protested, screaming with a dull ache. It felt like I haf been run over by a truck.
Then I saw him.
Astor.
He was sleeping in an awkward position in the armchair next to the bed, his head tilted back awkwardly, his broad chest rising and falling in deep, even breaths. He was fast asleep.
My heart gave a sudden sense of relief. He was here. He found me.
I don’t remember anything up until the moment I passed out but I guess All is Well That Ends Well because I ended up home.
‘Our mate has been here, watching over you. For hours. He barely left your side. He’s so tired.‘ My wolf said and I couldn’t have fallen anymore in love with him at that moment
The thought sent a warmth spreading through my chest, chasing away some of the lingering cold fear. I was away from Kyle and very much safe.
Just then I heard sounds from downstairs
Marco. Isabella. My babies.
It felt like I haven’t seen them in weeks and months because the only thing I could think about was them. I had to see them. I needed to see them.
Ignoring the protests from my still–aching body, I pushed myself up. My legs felt like jelly, trembling with every step, but I didn’t care. The thought of my children, their faces, their laughter, pulled me forward like an invisible string. I stumbled out of the room, my hand trailing along the wall for support, and slowly, carefully, made my way to the top of the stairs.
The sounds grew louder. A burst of laughter. The scent of breakfast something sweet and warm. When I reached the last step, Marco’s little head popped up from behind the counter, his eyes wide
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and bright. He saw me. His face lit up like the sun, and a second later, he launced himself towards
- me.
“Mommy” he shrieked, his voice filled with pure joy and excitement.
He slammed into my legs, throwing his little arms around my waist, burying his face in my stomach. I gasped, the impact on my still–tender body, but I didn’t care. I knelt down, my knees protesting, and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him as close as I possibly could. His small body felt so warm, so solid, so real.
“Oh, my sweet boy,” I choked out, my voice thick with emotion. Tears, hot and heavy, welled up in
my eyes my cheeks. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to my eyes my cheeks. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to blink them away quickly, hoping he wouldn’t
see them.
It’s always been us Against the World and I just can’t imagine how he felt when I wasn’t here.
He pulled back a little, looking up at me with his big, questioning eyes. “Mommy, why did you leave me?” The words, so innocent, yet so full of pain, pierced my heart like a dagger.
My breath hitched. How could I explain? How could I tell him about monsters and danger? I just shook my head, pressing a kiss to his forehead, then his cheeks, tasting the salt of my own tears. “I’m here now, baby. I’m right here.”
I held him for another long moment, just basking in the feel of him and the scent of him. Then I looked up, and my eyes met Isabella’s. She was standing by the kitchen table, a small muffin clutched in her hand, her eyes wide and wary.
My heart ached anew. She doesnt know me or care for me. Slowly, I reached out a hand to her. “Isabella,” I whispered, my voice still trembling. “Can I have a hug, sweetheart?”
She hesitated for a beat, her lips pressed into a thin line, her expression unreadable. For a moment, I feared she would turn away. But then, with a shy nod, she walked over, slowly at first, then picking up speed. She didn’t launch herself at me like Marco, but she leaned into me, her small arms wrapping around my neck. I hugged her gently, breathing in the familiar scent of her hair, so grateful for this simple intimacy.
Just then, a thud from further up the stairs announced Astor. He must have woken up. He scrambled down the last few steps, his eyes scanning the room frantically until they landed on me. His face still full from sleep but I saw relief.
“Faith” he practically roared, rushing towards me. He moved to his knees beside us, pulling all three of us into a tight embrace. “Goddess, I was so worried. So, so worried.” His voice was rough, thick with emotion.
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I leaned my head against his shoulder, feeling the solid strength of him. “I’m good, I murmured, shrugging slightly. “Most importantly, you are the one who saved me.” My voice was quiet, but ! meant every word. He had brought me home and he fought for me.
Astor pulled back, his intense eyes searching mine, as if to confirm I was truly okay. Then, with a grunt, he gently scooped me up into his arms, bridal style. My body still felt fragile, but being held by him, surrounded by his warmth and scent, made me feel incredibly safe.
“Kids,” he said, his voice deep and warm, “Mommy still needs some rest she’s still very tired.” Marco frowned, his bottom lip jutting out. “But I want to play with Mommy now!”
I smiled, a real smile this time, seeing his familiar stubbornness. “I will, my love. Just give me a couple of minutes. I just want to freshen up, take a quick shower, and then I’ll be right back down, okay?”
He looked uncertain, but then, with a reluctant sigh, he nodded. “Okay. But hurry”
Astor carried me steadily up the stairs and he moved us straight to the bathroom as he pushed open the bathroom door with his elbow and gently set me down on the edge of the large tub. The scent of lavender and fresh linen filled the air.
“How did you find me, Astor?” I asked, looking up at him, my brow furrowed. I know he was the last person I called out to but I don’t even know where I was in the first place because I just kept on moving and moving until I couldn’t.
He knelt in front of me, his hands gently tracing my face and his thumbs stroking my cheekbones. His eyes were full of emotion that made my own heart pound. “None of that is important for now, Faith,” he murmured. “Not right now. All that matters is that you’re here and you’re safe. And I have my mate back.”
His eyes dropped to my lips, and the air between us crackled with a sudden, intense heat.
He leaned in slowly, giving me time to react, to pull away if I wanted to. But I didn’t. Il need him today. leaned into him, my eyelids fluttering shut, my lips parting just slightly in invitation. His lips were warm and soft at first and then with a soft groan he deepened the kiss.
His hands moved from my face and tangled my hair pulling me closer until I was pressed against his chest feeling his heartbeat against my own.
My hands found their way to his shoulders, gripping the solid muscles beneath his shirt. The kiss grew more urgent, more demanding.
He broke the kiss for a moment, just long enough to whisper against my lips, “Gods, Faith. I thought I’d lost you.” His voice was rough with raw emotion, and his forehead rested against mine.
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“You didn’t,” I breathed back, tears pricking my eyes again, but these were tears of overwhelming gratitude and love. “You found me.”
His lips found mine again, harder this time, more desperate. He lifted me from the tub’s edge, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, and carried me to the counter beside the sink. He set me down, but his body remained pressed against mine, his hardness warm and insistent against my core. My senses were overwhelmed by the scent of him, pine and something musky.
His hands slid down my back, warm and possessive, pushing the my dress up and over my head, then tossed it aside. My bra followed, quickly unclasped, revealing my breasts, already aching for his touch. He looked at me with eyes dark with hunger, before leaning down to take one n****e into
his mouth.
A moan tore from my throat sending electric shocks straight down to my core. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling gently, urging him on. He suckled, teased, drew my n****e deep into his mouth, making my hips arch instinctively against him.
He moved to the other breast, giving it the same delicious attention, and I felt my body come alive, every nerve ending screaming with pleasure. My wolf was roaring now, a triumphant song of reunion and longing. I wanted him. I needed him. Now.
Astor straightened, his eyes blazing, and quickly shed his own clothes, tossing them carelessly to the floor. He looked magnificent.
He picked me up again and carried me into the shower stall. The warm water immediately enveloped us, cascading over our bodies, mixing with the heat that was already building between us. He pressed me against the tiled wall, his hands sliding down my back, cupping my bottom, lifting me higher.
wrapped my legs even tighter around his waist, my exposed skin against his, the water running over us like a sensual caress. He entered me slowly, carefully, giving my body time to adjust, to stretch. A gasp escaped my lips as he filled me, a feeling of completeness washing over me that was almost overwhelming.
“Faith,” he groaned, his voice hoarse, his forehead pressed against mine, the water streaming over our faces. “I love you. So much.”
“I love you too, Astor,” I whispered back, my voice shaky, my body trembling with the intensity of it
all.
He began to move, slow at first, then picking up pace, each thrust deeper, more urgent. We moved together and the shower filled with the sounds of our passion, the water rushing, our moans echoing.
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My climax built quickly and I tightened around him. I dug my nails into his shoulders, crying out his name as my body convulsed around him, waves of pleasure washing over me.
He followed quickly, his own body tensing, a guttural groan ripping from his throat as he emptied himself into me, holding me tight, his muscles shaking with the force of his release.
“I don’t want to lose you and the person that took you from me will pay.” I heard him say as he laid me in bed and I pretended like I didn’t hear him because I don’t know how I’m going to navigate this phase of my life because I cannot have my mate killing my brother whom I will never forget but still he is my brother.
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