“I, Duncan, make my claim on you. You belong to me as I belong to you. It’s for the rest of our lives. No other will take your place. We will become one.” With that, I bite her hard. Her pussy grips my dick like her life depends on it. I almost see stars, but I need to contain myself.
“Yes, harder.”
My mate wants more, and I will provide it. My balls hurt right now. All my body wants is release. I disengage from her, and she pushes me against the bedhead until I’m sitting.
“I, Casey, make my claim on you. You belong to me as I belong to you. For the rest of our lives. No other will take your place. We will become one.”
She impales herself on me with her last words, and my dick is back inside her. She grins at me. She pushes my head to the side and rides me hard. I won’t be able to control myself for long. Her eyes are red, and her fangs are there to play. She starts to lick before biting me hard and starts to drink.
“Casey!” I scream as my seed releases and hits inside her. She’s full of my cum, which will let other species know she belongs to me. I come hard. I’ve never come this hard before. I almost pass out from the pleasure. She licks my wound, and both of us are breathless. She moves off me, and my seed starts to drip down her leg a little. I put her on the bed, her back against my chest. I’ve never spooned before, but this is different. I start to kiss my mark on the back of her neck.
“And now?”
“We are mates. That means where you go, I go. My pack will accept you. You’re strong, no other female will challenge your position.”
She chuckles. “You know what I can do.”
I smile against her skin. “I know. We need to get some sleep. We still have a lot to do, and now we need peace.”
She strokes my arms. I notice that her breath is steady and I guess she’s fallen asleep. I join her with a smile. Our life will not be perfect, but we will have each other, and that’s all that matters. I never thought that by going to the club I’d find my mate, although I should have expected it as my beta mated another daywalker. Since they are friends, it will be easier for the pack to accept her. She starts to move her ass against my dick. He wants to play, and I’m hard again. She needs her sleep, but tomorrow morning, I will feast.
21. Casey
TODAY WE ARE GIVING DAMARIS TO ALTO. He chose not to talk, so we have no choice. It didn’t help that Alto found out we had him thanks to the gossip. We have the guarantee Alto will never come against Lizbeth and he promises to kill Damaris after he’s played with him.
Duncan enters our room. “Ah, there you are, love.”
We’ve stayed with the Investigation Team until Damaris is handed back to Alto. I’ve learned that my boss has gone missing and more daywalkers have also gone rogue. Internal Affairs is almost empty. I don’t know what will happen with this. The remaining ones want me to take over as head of the department, but we’ll know more after the clans meet and vote.
“What are you thinking?”
“Sorry, I spaced out. I’m thinking about the future, about us, and about the situation at Internal Affairs.”
He kisses me, sits, and takes my hand. “I can answer some of those questions. The future for us is simple. We are mates. We need to see my pack and let them know you exist and that you belong to me. Some rules could prevent us from living with the pack, but I doubt they’ll see you like a challenge. After that, we can make a decision. I will never make it for you. You can be head of Internal Affairs if you want, but at night, you come home to me. That’s what most human couples do. We just need to take things one step at a time.”
It seems so easy for him. I have to take things one step at a time, but I’m feeling positive about the future. I know I’m not alone anymore, and Jade is part of the pack too.
“You’re right, one step at a time. Right now, I want to enjoy my mate. As for Internal Affairs, I’ll think about it. I’m not sure yet what I want to do. So, where do we start?”
He pulls me onto his laps. “That’s simple, we do what we want. I’m ready to do whatever you want.”
I can feel his dick against my side. “My body needs some attention.”
His eyes turn bright yellow, every time I say those words, his wolf wants to come out and play. “You are such a tease. He wants attention now.” Just as he starts to kiss me, a knock at the door separates us a little.
“Did you hear that?”
He nods his head. “Pretend you didn’t hear it.”
The knock becomes stronger and louder.
“I’m sorry, mate, but I think we need to open the door.”
He groans against my skin, but he lets me go. My legs are shaking with need as I stand and move to the door before opening it a little to see Kane standing there.
“Sorry to disturb you, but we have some visitors that are here the for stone.”
“Who?” I ask, as my mate comes behind me.
Kane seems embarrassed. “Two warrior witches are in reception and asking for it and to speak to you.”
“Why do they need to see me?”
“I’m not sure, but they wanted to see you before they take the stone to the Librarian.”
I nod, but I’m still confused. “I don’t understand, but if they want to see me, we’ll meet them.”
With that, we follow Kane, and he takes us to the room I was in the first time I came here. We enter and see two women—warrior witches, as Kane had said. One seems older compared to the other. Before I have a chance to say anything, the older one speaks.
“I’m sorry we’ve come without warning, but we need the stone so she stops having problems with her magic.”
The younger one seems to be in pain, or maybe it’s more that she seems slightly out of control. I look at both of them, I’ve never seen anything like this. “I’m Casey, I was told you wanted to see me.”
“Sorry, where are my manners? I’m Lilandra, and this is Juniper. We are warrior witches. I think you know a little bit about us. We wanted to thank you for retrieving the stone.”
I nod.
“Good, she got the call from the stone you retrieved from Damaris. Until she takes it back to the Librarian, she’ll have problems with her magic. Not a lot, but enough to make it difficult for her to continue. You have it here? We need it back to put in a secure place.”
“You say she’s suffering?”
“Not a lot, but enough to understand not to miss the call, and not to give up until she’s retrieved it or someone gets hold of it that shouldn’t. That will cut the link she has with the stone.”
I know warrior witches are on the front line, but I didn’t know about this issue until the other day and I feel for them and what they are going through. “Kane,” I call.
The door opens, and the half-demon arrives. Lilandra calls to Juniper to stand, and she heads toward Kane.
“Please?” she asks him.
Kane is a half-demon that can rip someone in two, but against someone asking like this, he has a soft spot. I nod at him. The stone doesn’t belong to us. As soon as Juniper grabs it, energy appears inside the room like a thank you and the girl starts to breathe easier.
“We thank you for this. We have enough with our calling and job to do, it’s not fun,” Lilandra explains.
“I know. Daywalkers are the same with our jobs.”
She smiles. “I thought daywalkers were legends.”
I laugh, I get that a lot. We are more like ninjas inside the faction, we belong, but at the same time, we’re always in the shadows. “We are flesh and blood.”
She looks at my mate. “It’s weird that we’re starting to see this more and more.”
“What?” I ask.
“Mating between species. A human has a better chance to be a mate to someone within the same faction, but this is new. We know it’s happened in the past but not like this.”
“You mean more than just an exception?”
“True, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to disrespect you. We have some individuals that have
disappeared, we guess they mated with someone from another faction, or they are gathering things to bring a rebellion to us,” she tells me.
Lilandra’s body suddenly jolts.
“Did you receive a call?” Juniper asks.
She nods at her. “Yes.”
Juniper sighs. “You’re just back from one.”
“Is it like this all the time?”
Lilandra looks at me. She seems exhausted. “No, but it has been going on for a couple of months now. We know it’s not normal but we have no choice but to answer the call. I’m sorry, we will get going, my new mission is waiting for me.”
Kane opens the door and shows them the way toward the front desk so they can sign out before they leave.
“What are you thinking?”
“I’m not sure, but the situation isn’t normal,” I tell my mate.
“You’re right, Casey. From the latest report I’ve had, things are getting worse,” Kane replies as he returns.
“What can we do?”
I want to help. Some will die, some will leave. What is the purpose of all this? Who wants a blood rebellion in the community?
“Not much more than we are doing now. We have to stay alert in case we come across something new. More factions are joining us in trying to figure it out. It doesn’t only affect one but all of us. It will be the first time in history that everyone is working together for the same goal.”
The future will tell us.
*** The End***
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1.Lilandra
A Few hours after meeting Casey:
"LUCKILY FOR YOU, we were able to retrieve the stone." I smile at my mentee." Juniper, with everything that has been going on, we have started to notice, the faction, internal affairs, and Supernatural Intelligence Agency must work together. That's bigger than us."
The agency is right in the Old Port of Montreal zone, almost all the government buildings are in that area, to give access to each species that need it, a way to communicate with them.
"Gwen updated us on the current situation, and we know why everyone has been getting more calls than we used to." We continue to walk, taking the metro.
We start to walk toward Le Plateau-Mont-Royal in Montreal. The land of the witches, covens big or small are all here that includes everyone in the specialty school here as well. A few of us opened a little shop inside the neutral zone, and humans love that little boutique. Since most of us are gone on missions or are devoted to our craft, we, witches, don't have the time to make money in the neutral zone like vampires and werewolves do with their clubs, hotels and everything else they own.
"You think the Librarian is already at the coven?" Juniper asks me. We get out of Sherbrooke Station, and head outside, the weather is gorgeous. We bask in the sunny day because it seems that this year mother nature has decided to take a longer vacation and bring us more humidity and rain.
"I'm sure she is, she knows that she has to pick up this little baby. If she isn't there, and she is busy, then we will call her, but most of the time, she is on time and there, so we have nothing to worry about." The witch's land is right beside the Paranormal University land and the neutral zone. The building on witch land are not tall like they are in the neutral zone or the other factions around it, but what humans see is triplex join, which it is not.
We arrive at the corner of St-Denis Street and Mont-Royal avenue east. We start to walk toward the library on St-Denis street. For a reason, we don't own all the shops in town, some yes, but humans own most. The witch's faction was the only faction that has more humans than witches living within it. The vampire faction has started to allow in more humans since some of them could mate with humans, same with the werewolf or shifter faction.
Entering the big library, we start to head towards the back -- some witches that are working smiles at us. We see a door that says employees only, we push it. As soon as it closes, and we identify ourselves, the decor starts to change, and we can see the big command center of the witch's warrior coven.
"It's about time that you arrive, Lilandra. The Librarian is waiting for you in the conference room."
I smile and look at Juniper. "I told you."
Juniper shakes her head. "Yeah you did, I'm going to my place, if you need anything, you come to see me." I nod at her. Usually, the mentor and mentee pairs don't have such a significant gap between them. However, Juniper lost her mother younger than most other warrior witches, and in a way, she feels like I'm a mother figure to her.
On top of that, we have a different calling. I'm a jewelry witch, and she's a stone warrior witch. For sure, they are close, but at the same time, she should have a mentor in the stone witches' warrior.
I enter the conference room. "Ah Lilandra, it's good to see you. I got the call that you retrieved the stone." The Librarian is the one that archives, but also protects objects that don't need to fall into the wrong hands or its not time for them to be back in the world.
"Librarian, good to see you again. I see that you still got your bodyguard." She smirks at me.
"Don't mind him, he wants me to know he is there, but I try to make him invisible." I laugh. I had heard about what happened, and why she got a werewolf for her bodyguard.
"You can't avoid your duty and go for an adventure." She makes a funny face at me. Her small frame resembles a faeries shape. She replaced the old Librarian a few years ago. She's wild with her short brown hair and bright yellow eyes. Her last adventure almost got her killed, which is why the Elder's gave her a bodyguard. Not that the Librarian is in danger, but she's a significant danger to herself. "We are not here to talk about that. Are we?" I could tell that my words had annoyed her.
"Sorry, and yes I agree, you are here for this. The philosopher's stone." I give it to her. Taking it in her hands, her eyes start to light as she gets a good look at it. "Oh, this is the one that gives invisibility to the one who wears it, not only that are commanded by will." She grabbed an ancient cloth and placed it on the stone. Her bodyguard brings a wooden box over which she uses to store the stone. "You got a lot of calls those days?"
"We are all tired, for some reason, a lot of people have been calling, and we don't understand why. Most of us are not in the cover right now, and if we are, we are there only for a day or two." I sigh.
The Librarian passes her hand through her hair. "This is not a normal situation, and you know it, Lilandra. You're the oldest here, and you mentor more and more new witches as the decades go by." Everything she says is the truth since my mate died, I threw myself into my missions like warrior witches, but also keeping up with mentoring any witch that I needed to.
"So, I heard that your cousin Megan is at Paranormal University." The Librarian smirks. "Yes, she is, that is what my aunt told my mother. I haven't seen her yet, but I guess with everything that is going on in the community, my path will eventually cross hers." It seems like it had been such a long time since I had been to the Paranormal University. All witches warriors go there for at least two years before they transfer to the coven in the witches' faction.
"I have work to do, Librarian, and I need my sleep before going back." Her eyes widen.
"You already received another call?" I nod at her. She smiles at me apologetically.
"Be well, my friend, and maybe I will see you later." With those words, she turns around with the box followed by her werewolf bodyguard.
I leave the room only to turn the corner in the corridor to find Juniper. "Mentor, you need your sleep." I take a moment to really look at her, she is young but so talented. She graduated from Paranormal University at the top of her class. All witch warriors have a unique ability, in Juniper's case, she can use her katana and gun with spells, which means she is always ready to fight. She is even one of the best with hand-to-hand combat.
In my case, I'm a little different. I don't have a weapon; my magic makes any weapon that I need. I'm one of the witches that are invisible inside the witch's faction; most of the warrior are noticeable with their weapons. "I know little one. I need to sleep." I jolt a little feeling the call go through me.
"He is persistent?" I smile.
"I know I will take a power nap to get a little sleep, then I will go retrieve it."
She stays beside me. "You know what you have to retrieve?" I nod.
"The Seal of Solomon needs our protection, which is not good." We arrive at my door. All of us have room to rest before heading toward each of our houses. I didn't have one or need one. I have a small apartment, but I tend to not use it a lot, brings back too many painful memories.
"Why do you say it’s not good?" I open my door, and Juniper follows me inside my small room.
"The Seal of Solomon is a piece of jewelry that can control demons, any kind as per the legend. If it needs protecting, that means that someone is after it to control demons or bring them power. Neither of which is good at all."
Juniper sits on a chair beside my desk. "It's weird that not all of us got the call?"
"From experience, we know that's not normal. We don't have all the puzzle pieces so we can't say what these people want or what their plan is. I know that the Supernatural Intelligence Agency has all of their division working on it, but also some of the factions and now even Vampire Internal Affairs."
She gets up. "I will let you get some sleep. I guess I will see you when you get back."
I smile at her. "You know how it works. You may get a call for yourself before I get back. Don't worry. We will see each other." She nods and leaves me alone in my room.
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