PROLOGUE
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Nadia’s POV
I slowly opened my eyes. With blurred vision, I tried to clarify the face of the man carrying me. Who is he? And where will he take me? The next thing I knew, I felt he was laying me on a bed. Wide and soft bed with dark red velvet sheets.
I don't know him. And how did I end up here with him?
I gulped. If I wasn't weak, I could fight him, but I have no idea what happened. I was like hypnotized and couldn't even push him away. My mind said I should resist, but when he started moving his fingers to touch my lips, down to my neck and stopped in the valley of my breasts… Why did I feel a different warmth? Like, I want him to continue caressing me?
"Who… are you?" I finally managed to ask. I wanted to speak earlier, but some powerful magic was controlling me.
He lopsidedly grinned at me. "Are we in your game again?”
I frowned. What is he saying? Game? Again?
“Okay then. Let us play…” He licked my earlobe and then whispered next. “I am Maximus."
I closed my eyes as I wanted to moan. The man's deep and husky voice gave me some familiar feelings, along with his warm breath that fanned my cheek.
"Maximus..." I whispered his name. "Why... why am I here? And… I don't know you."
He chuckled. "You are my mate."
"Mate?" I asked. Confused. "You are a shifter!" I exclaimed with wide eyes. Those who have mates are the werewolves and weredragons, the shifters. I am a witch; I am not like them.
I tried to get up even though my knees were weak. Hell! What happened to me? And where are my parents? My brothers? Where are the witches and warlocks of our coven? All I remember is the offering that was happening in our coven. I was offered to our god. But how—how did I end up here?!
Looking at the mirror in the room, my eyes widened as I stared at my reflection. I see a lovely lady wearing a black and red gown. The slit of the gown reached her crotch, so her thigh was exposed fully. Her skin is fair and glowing.
Her? No. Not her. I am staring at my reflection, so she’s… she’s me? How come?!
I stared intently in the mirror and still couldn’t believe I was seeing. My hair is long and black, like a raven's. Blueblack, in fact. And yeah… that's the color of my hair. I keep staring at the woman in the mirror. I think she was at the age of twenty to twenty-three. A full-grown woman with wide hips, a narrow waist, and a plump ass and breasts. Voluptuous. Sexy. Those are the adjectives I can give her aside from the fact that she is so stunning. A divine beauty.
My eyes widened when the man approached me and hugged me from behind. I am really her as I can see the reflection of the man in the mirror, which is indeed him.
"What's going on with you, Nadia?" The butterfly kisses he was doing on my nape made me moan softly, and then he bit the tip of my ear. “Are we role-playing that we are strangers?”
Nadia? Why does he know my name? I was about to ask when he grabbed my chin and turned my face towards him. I swallowed the questions in my mind while staring into his blue and amber eyes. His eyes have different colors. Like the eyes of the Lycan King of Ether—
Whatever I was thinking was drowned when his lips touched mine; there, I moaned. I let him kiss me, and I love the feeling of it. Why… Why are his kisses familiar? Familiar like… like I used to feel it.
Next, he lifted me and carried me back to the bed. He was positioned above me, touching me, while his lower part pressed on mine, making me feel his arousal. Maybe… maybe I'm just dreaming. Yeah, that's right! Perhaps I'm just dreaming because I'm only a lanky teenage witch; I'm not that gorgeous and sexy lady I saw in the mirror.
He undressed me in an instant. He spread my legs, and I let him position himself between me. He started to seek entrance, and when I felt his manhood entering my insides. The ecstatic feeling of him thrusting in and out made my fingers delve into his back. It was just a dream, and I smiled delightfully that at least I experienced it in my dream. I know I wasn’t born to experience the bliss of it, for I need to be pure until I am offered.
"Look at me, Nadia."
I opened my eyes and smiled at him. Then my smile vanished, and my eyes bulged before I screamed. I quickly pushed him away. I went away from him. Where is Maximus? Why did he change into a beast? Then I looked in the mirror, and there I saw myself. Realization hit me while looking at the fifteen years old me, and instantly I was staring at the reflection of the present me.
The beautiful lady… I know her now! She is me! The future me!
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Maximus’ POV
I felt at home when I entered my mate’s wet and tight hole. I found my home with her. I keep thrusting in and out of her, delving into her insides, feeling her warmth, and how she amazingly squeezes my c**k inside her like I am feeling that her flesh insides, her walls, were gripping my length. Ugh… I groaned while making her produce more body juice for our smooth union. I kissed her open mouth and drowned her soft cries.
Moving my lips away from her made me stare at her beauty. How I loved what we were doing. I loved digging her more and more… She's mine, my little witch mate. I held her jaws and pushed myself deeper inside her. Hammering her like this is the last lovemaking we are doing. She moaned more, and I was about to empty my load.
"Look at me, Nadia." I commanded.
Submissively, she opened her eyes slowly. The bliss she was feeling was there as she smiled at me. A delightful smile that vanished as fast as it appeared on her lips. She screamed next. And the moment that she pushed me, it awakened me.
Fucking dream! It was becoming constant the moment I came back here in Ethereal Shadows! And asking how and why that dream keeps occurring beats me!
Breathing deeply in and out, I stood up and walked in front of the wall-sized mirror in my room. I am staring at my naked body, and my still erected member’s tip glistened as I c*m before I was awake.
Nadia… That was my mate’s name. My mate in my repetitive dream. I think the moon goddess is taunting me. Like she was making me her laughing stock for making me desire that little witch in my dreams, and then went awake the moment I released my load.
I walked to my wardrobe and took a clean towel to remove the stale c*m on my d**k. I sat on my bed and stared at its reflection in the mirror. The bed was the same as I had in my dream. A recurring dream that is becoming a nightmare.
Puffing out some air heavily again, my mind goes back to what happened eight years ago. The betrayal. The heartache. The foolishness.
I was exiled after almost getting killed. Banished from the pack I was supposed to lead, this is the right time to get even with them. And the mate that the arrogant Alpha of Ethereal Shadows will have as a Luna… she is the reason why I am back.
Yeah, she is…
The Alpha of Ethereal Shadows who took the throne that belongs to me. I let years pass by, not avenging what he did. But the moment I learned that he found his mate in the clan of the Wiccans, that made me decide to do my deeds. I will take his mate away from him. This time, he will taste the pain of my revenge.
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