Leighton

53. Not Waiting Any Longer

Leighton

I practically dragged Estelle away, heading towards her rooms. The castle was so huge that I struggled to remember my way around and Estelle giggled beside me.

“Wrong way silly.” She pulled me in the opposite direction.

“Why do all the corridors look the same.” I grumbled.

She stopped halfway down a corridor, so quickly I nearly crashed into her.

“What?” I asked.

“My father is requesting we come see him.” She hadn’t let go of my hand.

“Now?” I had plans that I really wanted to execute. I was fed up waiting to mark her only for something to go wrong. It was as though she could sense my impatience.

“I promise, I will be all your as soon as we are done… but I’ve learnt its best not to antagonise him.” She turned to face me, standing up on her tip toes to kiss me on the cheek. “And I would really like it if he liked you.”

“He doesn’t dislike me?” The King had been far more accepting of me than I had been expecting.

“And we want to keep it that way.” I looked longing down the corridor over her head before getting her lead me off. I wasn’t going to let her out of my sight until she was mine so I was just going to have to grin and bear it for a short while.

The King was waiting for us in his office, Ara was standing by his side.

“Great, we can start.” He said as we entered.

“Start what?” Estelle asked.

“Ara needs to teach you and the others wolves how you can combine your powers against King Adalfudis. Leighton if you could bring your friends to the spell Ara will be ready soon.”

“I’m not leaving Estelle.” I told the King firmly.

“Don’t be silly boy, she is safe with me.”

“I’m sure she is sir, but with all due respect I’m not letting her out of my sight. Who do you need?” I would just link Iris and get her to sort them out.

“Obviously the initial plan was to use the now deceased Prince’s fire power, Estelle’s, mine and the Queen’s air gift.”

I looked surprised, I thought it was implied the Queen was practically powerless. The King carried on. “But now we need to use your friend, otherwise we won’t have four.”

“Does it have to be four, would three not do ? Or could we use both of mine?” Estelle asked.

“We should ask Ara that. I never considered that idea.” The King looked thoughtful. “Oh and we need that Iris as a point.”

“The point?” I asked. What on earth was he talking about.

“Yes we need a beacon to direct the powers so we can allow them to come together, but it needs to be a silver wolf, so they can contain them.”

“How do you know all this ?” Estelle asked her father, clearly he hadn’t shared any of it with her.

“Ara and the witches have been working on this spell for a while, it’s based on the spell that we think King Adalfudis was going to use to take the powers for himself, in this instance we were trying to create a weapon to stop him.”

“What’s to stop someone just taking them all, I mean how much do you trust these witches?” I asked.

“When you are King Leighton, you will quickly learn to trust no one. That’s where Iris comes in, think of her as a guardian of the powers, and the way to return them back. We have to trust the witches because we can’t do the spell without them but it’s a gamble. But I think it’s a safer gamble than trying to fight against Aldalfundis and his dark witch.”

“Surely there is another way? I thought the plan was to get his medallion.”

“Well you didn’t manage that now did you?But we would still have had to work together to defeat him. He is protected by dark magic, one wolf, no matter how powerful isn’t going to be enough.”

I felt Estelle’s hand reach for mine, squeezing me reassuringly. I wasn’t sure how good I was going to be here, I wasn’t used to not being able to help.

“We will link Iris and meet you in the spell room father.” Estelle took charge.

“Iris, can you and Greer come to the spell room. But…Ara will be there.”

She replied instantly.

“Let me speak to Greer.”

The King hadn’t excused us and I had a funny feeling he and Estelle were linking each other. I was uneasy about being kept out of the loop.

Once again I wished I had marked Estelle and then we could link.

“Greer will come, Jackson is not happy about this.” Iris sounded in my head, I had hoped she would take longer to reply.

I hesitated to tell the King, I just wanted some time with my mate.

“They are coming.” I told them eventually, looking at Estelle wishing I would whisk her away.

Once outside his office she paused.

“Once this is done, promise me you will mark me. I don’t want to wait any longer.”

“Trust me princess there isn’t anything I want to do more.” I meant it cupping her face in my hands and dropping a kiss to her lips.

Somehow the King and Ara were waiting for us inside the spell room. I watched as Ara added something to a potion bubbling away.

“So explain to me exactly what is going to happen.”

The King didn’t answer, and I knew Estelle didn’t really know as she looked to him for an answer too. I tried to curb my annoyance that she was simply blindly trusting them both.

“In order to defeat the king we need to converge the powers. So first we need to take a potion to weaken the bond between our wolves. Then the witches have a spell to pull the powers together and hopefully your friend’s wolves can use her powers to contain them.”

“Hopefully ?” I asked, not hiding the annoyance in my tone at the lack of clarity in this plan.

“These are ancient spells, designed when the powers belonged to witches, so yes hopefully your friend is the one who can do it.”

“What makes you think it is iris ?” Estelle asked Ara.

“It’s written in the ancient text.”

She stopped what she was doing and brought over a spell book that was indeed very old.

“It’s written in the old language but here is the translation.”

To hold such power is greatness, and there shall always be one with the power to save those that are lured by the power of darkness.

She will be one of light, born to rule but never reign.

“What makes you think this isn’t referring to Estelle or Greer.” I asked, to me it looked like it referred to the power of light.

“Leigh, it says they can’t reign so that pretty much rules out all gold wolves.” Estelle said quietly, while Ara shot me an exasperated look.

I could hear raised voices coming down the hallway, Jackson was arguing with Greer and Iris was trying to mediate.

“You aren’t helping her, I don’t trust any of them. It’s not our war. Let’s leave them to it.”

“You trust Leighton, and Iris is right, it will be our war soon if we don’t stop it now.”

“I do trust him but he isn’t thinking straight right now, he has enough problems of his own.”

“And so we need to help him.”

“Iris keep out this.” “Greer, honey, please don’t do this I can’t lose you.” Jackson fighting tone turned to begging as they arrived at the door and Iris marched inside. Surprising a silent Oliver followed her. He didn’t look happy but hadn’t said a word.

“What’s going on here?” The King turned to me. “I told you to summon these two, not the entire pack.”

Resounding growls sounded from both wolves. I felt Titan ready to join the fight.

“With all respect your majesty. Greer and I won’t keep secrets from our mates and as much as it pains me to admit it, it’s probably best you just let them stay.” Iris told the King, Oliver’s growls quietening at the sound of her voice.

“Father I’ve promised Leighton he can stay so we can’t very well make the others leave.” Estelle defended her.

“He is..”

“Enough babble. I don’t have all day. I don’t care who is here. It’s your funerals if they mess this up.” Ara silenced the King, to my surprise.

“I think you will find the funeral will be yours.” Oliver spoke for the first time, his tone laced with intent.

“Enough.” Roared the King. “You will not threaten her.” The pressure of his command caused everyone to balk and an eerie silence descended on the room.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and in a weary voice said.

“Ara, get this over and done with.”

“The potion isn’t ready so all we can do today if prepare you for the spell. Think of it like a practice, as you need to give control of your powers to your wolves.”

I watched as the three shewolves nodded.

“I alone won’t be strong enough but if the three of you join hands with Iris in the middle you need to concentrate on letting your wolves take control and Iris will guide them to her.”

I didn’t like the sound of this, and I could see my thoughts mirrored in the faces of Oliver and Jackson. The latter fighting to contain himself when the King took Greers hand.

Ara started chanting and for a moment nothing happened, all four wolves just stood with their eyes closed.

Slowly a mist stared to appear in the room. There was an odd feeling I couldn’t place. Jackson and Oliver started to fidget, their eyes trained on their mates, both looking like they wanted to pounce at any moment.

Suddenly both Oliver and Jackson clutched their heads, you could see sweat beads forming on the heads of all four wolves in the centre and Ara’s voice got weaker. A funny buzzing started in my head but I could feel panic rise a so didn’t know what was happening.

Greer and Estelle pulled away and Iris looked a bit wobbly in the middle. Oliver swooped in and gathered her in his arm, murmuring into her neck. I instinctively reached for Estelle, deeply breathing in her scent as I sough comfort from her presence in my arms.

“I don’t know if I can do this this.” Iris stated, her voice shaky unlike anything I had heard before.

“It didn’t work ?” I didn’t quite know what was meant to happen.

“It will be easier with more witches, we just have to be careful. We don’t have much time, the potion will be ready by the next full moon.” Ara shook her head but couldn’t hide the exhaustion in her voice but I didn’t care about her.

“Surely you aren’t going to try again?” I asked, their head to be another way, even the King looked a bit green.

“I think we need to find a forth wolf. It doesn’t feel right.” He ignored me.

“I agree. It’s like there is a link missing, something is blocking your powers.” Iris said.

Oliver and Jackson exchanged a look with me. Our mates were ignoring us and I could tell the alphas were not happy about it.

I pulled Estelle towards the door. I could hear the King saying something but I ignored him.

“Leighton, slow down.” Estelle’s voice sounded wearily as she struggled to keep pace. I swing her up into my arms.

“Where is our room, for the record we aren’t leaving it again tonight.” I told her as rested her head against my chest and I felt my heart rate normalise for the first time this evening.

I followed her directions, going as fast as I couldn’t without making it too uncomfortable for her.

“Here.” She said as we finally reached her door. I had to put her down to open it before I picked her up again.

“Finally.” I placed her onto her bed, her eyelids fluttering closed as she lay back. “Not a chance princess. I’ve waited long enough, I’m not waiting any longer.”

As much as I wanted to stare at her beauty I wasn’t risking her falling asleep. Lowering myself over her I nudged her thighs apart with my knee while blowing gently on her neck. As I saw her eyelids flutter again I scraped her marking spot with my teeth, feeling the jolt of energy spark through her as they opened wide.

I knew she was exhausted but I wanted her so badly, I had so much pent up emotion and for the first time in a long time I didn’t know how to help. I just needed her.

I kissed her neck and she moaned, her eyes more open than closed now as I pulled back and looked down at her beautiful face.

Her desire battled her exhaustion and won as she reached up and pulled on my shirt, pulling my mouth down to hers as her kisses quickly became greedier.

Without breaking contact I pushed her top up, pulling away only to pull it over her head, quickly unclipping her bra in the process so her br***** spilled out.

As I took a hard n****e in my lips her hand fisted my hair as she pressed herself up towards me.

Reluctantly leaving the swollen bud I watched her body squirm as I kissed my way down to her waist band, sliding of her legging and pants together, before I sat back on my knees, marvelling ah the sight before me.

She was always beautiful but never more than now, her lips parted and swollen from my kissed as she looked up at me. I continued to drink in every inch of her, her swollen br*****, her n*****s dark pink against her pale skin, her smooth flat stomach to her glistening p**** between her parted thighs. already wet for me.

My c*** was about to combust inside my pants, I saw her eyes move to my impressive bulge but I grabbed hold of her wrist because if she so much as touched me I would come in my pants.

I took a steadying breath before pulling my shirt over my and kicking of my pants. I desperately wanted to taste her but my need was too great. Gently tracing her swollen lips with my fingers I then coated the outside of her p**** with her own juices, watching her core contract simply at my touch.

I lowered myself over her and slide myself into bliss. Her p**** contracting instantly and I forced myself to take deep breath and keep it slow. Closing my eyes in pleasure her moan snapped me to attention.

“If you don’t move I might have to kill you.” Estelle tried to whisper but it came out more as I whimper. I pulled out and pushed back inside, burying myself deep inside her. My c***twitched delightfully inside her as her walls squeezed around it. If I wasn’t careful I was going to explode already.

I could feel her squirming as she tried to ease the pressure and I grabbed her hand as she reached down for her c***. Pining it above her head I quickly increased my pace as her moans grew louder, my eyes only leaving hers when I couldn’t contain myself any longer.

Sinking my teeth into her neck I was awash with pleasure and sparks so bright blinded my eyes. I could hear her screams of pleasure in the distance as my body convulsed on top of her in the most intense orgasm of my life. It was nothing like I had ever experienced. I licked her wound to seal it panting heavily as sweat dripped of my body onto hers.

Her body was still trembling underneath me and as my senses turned I could still feel the shockwaves shooting through my c***.

She arched her back, pushing my c*** deeper inside her.

“My turn.” She moaned as she started to grind against me. My c***hardened as I thirst deeper inside her, lifting one leg so I could slide deeper inside as her.

Her nails pressed into my back as she rose up to meet each thurst, our bodies slapping together slick with sweat. I could feel she was close and I knew my c*** emptying inside her would send her over the edge. As I leaned down to kiss her marking spot her hands moved to the back of my head, pressing me to her as I get the sudden sting of her canine piercing my neck.

The pain as instantly replaced by pleasure as I I felt her orgasm wash over me, the world spinning as the intensity of it hit me. I jerked uncontrollably and came deep inside her.

I didn’t even register she was licking my wound until the warmth started to spread through my body and I could feel her emotions.

It was better than I could ever imagine, it was as though everything else faded, like we were finally one. For the first time I didn’t need to wonder I could feel she felt the same.