The Sacred Coven

Chapter Two -

Elijah’s POV

Eyes of deep emerald, and hair as light as snow with a touch of sunlight. Her skin is a beautiful porcelain that looks so smooth it could break. Her slender form glides across the underbrush almost floating, she walks so gracefully. If it wasn’t for the bodies strewn about she would certainly make a pretty picture. But looks can be deceiving, I know that better than anyone. Even though she is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

Prince of the werewolves, and it’s my grandfather the rogue King as he calls himself now, he stepped down when my father found his mate so that we finally had a King and Queen, and he found a chosen mate who turned out to be a dark witch, his lunacy has gone too far after he helped kill the Vampire Queen.

As we stand and wait for this vision to stand in front of us, I catch a scent, it’s the most heavenly thing I’ve ever smelled, vanilla mixed with raspberries and cherries and it smells divine. Erebus, my wolf stands to attention in my head and growls Mate! She stands in front of us and her scent hits me so powerfully I almost fall, she is heavenly. She looks me in the eye, her face as calm as a lake on a summer day, her eyes shining like gems, and looks towards my father. “Alpha King, we are glad to welcome you to our lands, I apologise for the mess, it seems you missed the welcome party for the rogues, we must head back to the palace in case of another attack, my father will be glad to welcome you within the palace, I am” “Adaline” my father interjects, “You are as much a warrior looking princess as the rumours say.” She bows her head in respect, “I see my reputation precedes me, come you may want yourselves in wolf form for the journey” she replies.

I watch as she turns on her heel to walk ahead and converse with another vampire, the way he looks at her has Erebus snarling in my head, I daren't speak, because I know it will cause a fight, the jealousy coursing through my veins is unmeasurable. I hear her say “Clean up the bodies and follow us, keep half the teams with you.”

I watch her mesmerised, what are we going to do Erebus, she's a vampire and the vampire princess at that, there’s no way our fathers would allow it, and she has no wolf, how can she be our mate? Erebus sighs, she has a wolf, Elijah, her wolf is just dormant. What? Does she have a wolf? How? Her mother wasn’t a werewolf and her father is the oldest vampire alive or undead however you want to put it. “Elijah in time we will see and everything will become clear to us”

“Elijah, time to shift,” my father says. I nod my head and start taking off my clothes so as not to shred them to pieces. I tell Erebus to behave himself on the journey back and he sighs. I start the shift into my huge wolf form, I am a pure silver wolf, which is as rare as the pure white wolf, it means I have more abilities than any of the other wolves and also stand at least a head taller than them. I watch Adaline to gauge her reaction to my wolf, but she shows no emotion on her face, I wonder if she feels the mate bond.

Arriving at the Palace we shift back, and I can’t help daydreaming about Adaline and the way she moves, the way she runs is so graceful, and her whole demeanour is poised and regal. I do not deserve someone as perfect as her. I wonder what the moon goddess and shadow goddess have us being paired for. The shadow goddess being the sister of our moon goddess, I imagine she was also just as beautiful.

We have lunch with the King and his court, the palace itself is beautiful on another level, an ancient castle rather than a palace, all in dark grey stone, very medieval, and almost ominous looking. The inside is furnished with suits of amour at the entrance, and there are lots of dark blues and reds, as we enter the main hall where we will lunch I am surprised to see it’s mainly dark wood with cream, and has a very homely feeling to it. As we walk in my father approaches a man who is tall and very well-built with white hair, and eyes like sapphires, his nose is long but not big, and his features sharp, and clean-shaven. “King Alexander, it’s good to see you” my father bows his head in respect.

“King Amos, it is good to see you again too, call me Alexander while you are here it’s too much for two kings not to know what to call each other, is this the little Elijah, my, he’s not so little anymore. A fine young wolf he looks to be. I heard about the hiccup on the way to meet you all, I hope no one was injured by your forces?” The king replies. “Then please call me Amos. And no we arrived just afterwards unfortunately, we were of no help, though it looked like it was a quick battle.” My father replies. “Ah yes, my daughter is never too patient when it comes to battle, let’s eat”

As I sit I realise Adaline isn’t here, there’s an empty chair to her father's right which puts her almost opposite me, where could she be, I wonder, maybe she’s cleaning up my wolf says, she did have blood all on her clothes. She did, I wonder if she’s showering, oh how wonderful she would look with the water running down those beautiful curves... “Elijah, my warriors tell me it’s true that you have a pure silver wolf” I jerk my head to look at Alexander as he finishes speaking “Yes, my king, it is an honour to bestow such a gift” “Please call me Alexander, I understand your silver and white wolves are as rare as our emerald and sapphire eyes, such a special gift always comes with hardships to, never forget that my prince” he replies earnestly. As he finishes speaking the door opens and in walks Adaline, I can’t help but be mesmerised whilst I reply to Alexander “Of course Alexander, I shall always try to heed the wind of caution” Adaline lifts one beautiful eyebrow before taking her seat and addressing everyone at the table “apologies for my slight tardiness, I had some business to take care of, shall we raise a toast to new allegiances and dead enemies in the future” her voice is like silk, so smooth, with a very slight husk to it that makes me want to hear her say my name, to scream my name. Everyone toasts.

King Alexander clears his throat “Adaline, would you show Prince Elijah to the chambers he shall be using? I shall have a small talk in my office with Amos, and the full allegiance meeting and information swapping will be tomorrow after a good rest” I look up startled, I’ll be alone with Adaline, oh my, what will I say, does she know she’s my mate? Will she accept it? “Of course Father, may I have a quick word first though” “Of course Ada, Aaran can you bring another drink for our guests” Aaran nodded before walking off to arrange another round of drinks. Whilst Adaline and her father go to speak in the office, which I’m assuming is soundproofed we cannot hear a thing.

As Adaline leads me upstairs to show me to my chambers, I can’t help but stare at the way her bum sashays walking up, it’s at perfect eye level and I would love to slap it, oh how perfect it looks. I need to stop this, my member is getting painful with how long he’s been hard now. Stopping at the top of the stairs to wait for me Adaline says “This way Prince” I smile and reply “Please princess call me Elijah” “Oh but Prince, how will call you by name when we aren’t fully aquatinted yet” I decide to be brave and step so close to her that my chest brushes her sleeve “oh but princess im sure we could become fully acquainted very quickly.” She laughs and by the goddess does it sound beautiful, it’s infectious I almost laugh too. “You are one funny wolf Prince Elijahhhhh” she replies, and I swear my member almost ripped my trousers at how good her name sounded being drawn out and rolling off her delicious tongue.

We stop at a beautifully carved door, depicting a Forest with a woman and a wolf in it, I look towards Adaline and stupidly say “How fitting to have a door carved like this, when you are our mate”. She stares into my eyes, then turns on her heel and walks away. I sigh and walk into the room, the bedsheets are emerald just like her eyes, I sit down and feel the soft silk and daydream of her.