The Crown and his Queen

Chapter 8 - Until When...

Gavin walks out of the office, feeling ready to fall over. But there is someone he needs to see before anything. Even if he drops the ground dead, he’s going to see his reason for reason. 

Walking up the hall and into his bedroom. The bed looks so inviting. But his only goal in life is clothes and getting is mate.

Walking into his closet and changing into black sweatpants and a white t-shirt. Staying barefoot, he leaves the bedroom and walks straight to the Maylyn’s bedroom.

Walking through the hall, down the stairs, and to her floor, smelling that fresh citrus getting stronger. His s*x getting hard on her smell alone. His wolf side mentally salivating in anticipation. Finally arriving at her doors, knocking, no answer. He slowly opens a door and is hit by a wave of her scent and a small hit of dead flowers.

Gavin, inhaling deeply, seeing the bump under the covers. His wolf side howling in pleasure to know it’s his mate and cursing Tristan to death. Walking to the bed and laying next to her. Pulling the blanket off her face, he instantly smiles. She is sleeping so peacefully and at the same time, she looks so sad.

Pulling the blankets from her body, she does not wake up. Pulling her softly to the edge of the bed, pulling a sheet from the bed and wrapping her in it, he picks her up. Leaving the room and walking back to his bedroom. 

Laying Maylyn on the bed, pulling the blankets down and almost stuffing her under the blankets. She still does not wake up. His wolf side expresses concern that his mate is dead.      

She finally moans and gets comfortable in the bed but does not wake up. Gavin smiles, runs to the restroom while undressing for a shower.

Out, dried, and in boxers, he slides into bed next to her. Pulling her body close to him, one arm under her neck and the on her waist. He snuggles into her neck and feels all sides of him calm and slowly close his eyes. 

Tabitha waits for Trent in the main room. Feeling a worried expression on her face. He descends the stairs and smiles at her, “Hey. Waiting for me?”

“Um, yes. Did you talk to Gavin?" Knowing that worried expression is on her face, like in her mind. "How did it go? Should I mourn that I will die sexless and childless?”

“Tabitha? I told you I would speak to him and take care of it. Do you doubt me?

He steps close to her and wraps his arms around her waist. She can’t help but blush and feel tingles in her body.

“Oh? I smell someone ready for something.” Trent teases.

“Stop it Trent!” Tabitha pulls at his arms, to release her.

“You know, one of these days-”

“No Trent. You know how I feel. Yes, you’re my mate and I want to be with you. But I won’t do it, if you plan to be with me and any else you see.”

He releases her, “I understand-”

Gathering her courage, “Maybe you should reject me. Let me find someone who only wants to be with me. Who will treat me like a mate, love and desire me.”

He grabs her face and kisses her hard. Of course, this is who she wants, he is her mate. Unable to stop from falling into the kiss. He moves from her lips to her neck and to her marking spot. She moans as pleasure shakes her body, causing wet panties.

“How could I ever reject you. You are my mate. I do want to be with you, just-”

She pushes him away, “Just not now. Just whenever you want. Just until someone prettier comes along.” Filling her eyes water and begin to sting. Taking a deep breath and controlling herself; “Thank you for your help my lord. I will take my leave.” Putting the back of her right hand under her nose, she leaves the room.

Waking up with a deep breath, smile, and moan smelling her favorite place. Turning to her right and seeing him. Maylyn’s eyes open fast, sitting up in bed. “Gavin!?”

Shaking him, but he does not wake up. She throws herself back on the bed and wrapping her arms around him. Her hands tingle from touching him. She reaches and kisses his lips; “Oh.” She moans feeling her s*x wet and her hands itchy to touch his body. Only problem is, Gavin is not waking up.

Feeling so frustrated in every part of her body. She wants to see his eyes, hear his voice, taste his kiss, and feel his s*x hard against her. Smirking and biting her bottom lip. Lifting the blankets and looking at the lump under the thin cloth. “Oh, no Maylyn! You were not thinking of trying to r**e this hot- but he’s my mate. No, I will wait for him to wake up.” Where is all this strength coming from?

Deciding since he is so defenseless, she would attack. Straddling him and giving him hickeys on his neck and around his marking spot. Hugging him, “Odd, you just don’t wake up.” 

Readjusting her underwear, "Yuck, too wet.”

Calming herself and laying on his chest, her left hand on his upper arm and her right trailing up and down his right arm feeling his muscles. Kissing his chest, proud of her attack, and getting lost in his scent before closing her eyes and falling into sleep.

Waking as the sun is rising. Maylyn looks at Gavin still sleeping like a rock. All she really knows is he’s alive. Getting out of the bed and noticing this isn’t her bedroom. Its similar, but not the same. Walking past a small wall, there is a sitting area with stairs. Walking up the stairs that leads to an outside balcony. 

Shocked, as the windows in this room are almost floor to roof. Seeing there is a door that leads to the outside balcony. Looking and determining, the glass pushes to one side, allowing full access between inside and outside.

Pushing one panel of the sliding door open and stepping out on the balcony. Her mind blank, sure she saw the water from her windows. But from this high up, it’s a totally different look. “I have to take a tour of this place! Beach on one side forest on the other. I swear, Tabitha and I drove like an hour to get out of the forest.”

Leaning against the railing, realizing she is in underwear and a half tank top. What if someone sees her looking like this. Walking back in the room but leaving the door open. Down the stairs, making a mental note to go through the whole bedroom at a later time. Standing in front of the bed, the sleeping King is still out. 

Sighing, “You were gone so long, and now all you’re doing is sleeping. I’m assuming this is your bedroom. So, I’m going to go to mine. But first I need a shirt.”

Finding Gavin’s shirt and sweatpants on the ground. Smiling and putting them on. Walking out of the bedroom and down the hall. “Maylyn?”

Stopping and turning around to see Trent. “Hi Trent.”

“Is Gavin awake?”

Knowing the disappointment is showing, “No, he’s still asleep.”

“He stayed awake 9 days trying to finish what he needed to, so he could get back to you.”

“What was he doing Trent?”

“Business.”

“Did he finish?” Maylyn wonders. He was gone so long. I can’t image he didn’t finish.    

“No.” Trent almost amused. “In fact, he almost got in a fight. I say fight, but it was more like, almost killed someone. There isn’t really fighting him.”

Her mouth drops open, “What? Why?”

“Don’t worry. He’s strong and was able to keep control.”

Trent's eyes go to her clothes. “I just- I woke up here. So, I don’t have any clothes. These were on the ground.” Maylyn attempts to explain.

“I can tell there Gavin’s. They obviously don’t fit you. I’m sure he just went to his room, got some clothes on and went to get you. He probably showered when you were sleeping.”

“Wow, you sound pretty confident. How well do you guys know each other?”

“We’re pretty good friends and brothers and I’m his beta.”

Nodding, “I understand Trent. I never have to worry about you. You will always think of him first.”

He nods, “Yes and I assume you the same?”

Nodding with a smile. “Why don’t you ask the question you want to know May?”

“What?” Standing shocked, “What makes you think I need a questioned answered?”

“It’s on your face.”

Nodding and disappointed she has no filter. “When do you suppose Gavin will wake up.”

“Late today or tomorrow.”

Maylyn sighing sad, “It’s just been so long.”

Awkward silence, “Now, May. Can I show you where your room is?”

“Yes, thank you Trent. Did I look lost?”

“A bit.”

They laugh and he shows her to her bedroom.

Showered, feeling pretty, deciding to dress in a dress. Maylyn figuring she should be safe. Tristan wouldn’t come again knowing she is protected. Grabbing her MP3 player and headphones, she is going to sing out her sadness. 

Maylyn arrives at the lake, sighing happiness at seeing the raft. Getting on the water and feeling everything just fade. Taking her shoes off, lying on her side and letter her feet drag in the water. Recapping her life thus far.

Dad and mom. I understand now, why they didn’t want to live without each other. I feel that way about Gavin. I don’t know if I could live without him, pups or not. Then Randy.

Smiling at the thought of her first mate. We were such good friends, but mates…. Feeling a tear fall from her eyes, no matter what. I couldn’t do it. I don’t really think he wanted to reject me. I think he did it for me. I wonder where he is and if he’s okay. If he was given a new mate, one that wants him, just the way he is.

Feeling a turn in her mood, I wonder what things will be like with Gavin. Normally Alphas are doms… we really haven’t got close enough for me to know if he is or not. What am I going to do if he is? I can’t handle that again. I think about it and see my mom lying in that hospital bed, and my dad’s desperate eyes. How could I-”  

“Miss.”

Why am I hearing that? I have noise cancelling headphones on. Sitting up and seeing someone at the dock. Her mouth dropping open, pulling the headphones from off her head, “Randy?”