Chapter 5: Chapter 5

I gasp in shock, the man in front of me was the man from my dream. Did I dream about the king? How? I've never seen his face before, not thinking I reach up to touch him. He was in a haze, not blinking. "It's you." He speaks, I smile at his voice. He sounds like he did in my dream. Just as I was about to touch him, my eyes rolled back and I felt myself falling. "My king, don't touch her!" I hear the demon yell. But warmth covers my waist before I hit the floor.

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"This is inappropriate," I hear whispering. My eyes were closed but I was aware of my surroundings.

"She was beaten up badly, what would you have me do?" another hushed voice.

"We know what she is, she could be a threat to you. We can't take her."

"I can't leave her, I need her by my side. I feel her calling to me, even right now."

"That's her power, her blood is seeking you out. Poor child, I'm not sure she knows what she's is," confused what were they talking about. "She's awake," my eyes open slowly. Looking at my surroundings, I was in a bedroom. It was dim but the fire lit up the centre. My gaze stops at the two men at the edge of the bed. It was the king and the demon. My cheek flushes remembering what happened, what was I doing here? How long was I out for?

"Forgive me, your grace," I look down.

"You have done nothing to ask for my forgiveness," his deep voice comes closer. He was taller than most shifters and had blue eyes. I knew it was because he was a Lycan.

"What's your name girl," the demon says shortly.

"Forgive him, Jon is weary from our travels," the king chuckles softly. Looking at the demon, his name was Jon.

"Lyanna Snow, my lord." I bow my head at Jon. A growl comes for the King surprising me, confused if I said something wrong.

"We leave at sunrise, your grace. I will inform the men," As if taking a hint Jon leaves the room. Sitting up on the bed, if it wasn't for them I would have been killed.

"Thank you for saving my life," I thank him softly. "You shouldn't have been in the first place, I should have their heads for falsely accusing you." He says seating on the bed making me look at him.

"I guess the gods sent you my way," I joke causing his eyes to widen. Images of my dream flash behind my eyes. My heartbeat quicken and my skin grew hotter. His gaze falls to my chest, the only sounds in the room were the fire and other breathing.

"Perhaps,"

Why do I feel the need to touch him? As if reading my mind, he reaches for my hair. "I can hear your heart racing." He says in awe. "This might be a dream," I whisper. I could be dead and dreamt the whole thing.

"I assure you Lyanna, this isn't another dream." He growls and his eyes began to darken. Frowning when he says that, did he have the same dream? When his fingers touches my face, I felt that same feeling. My blood becomes uncomfortable hot, my inside screaming to cool down. I let go of the sheet and reach for his hands. "I can smell your desire," the king groans painfully. Does he mean I smell bad?

"My King?" I lick my dry lips.

"Silas, my name."

"Silas," I say softly, his name was Silas. His eyes went jet black when his names leave my lips. Gasping when he grabs my neck, slamming my lips against his. Moaning in shock, just like my dream. Silas pulls me to his lap, not sure how to kiss I suck on his lip causing him to flip me back into the bed. My eyes widen, I was breathless and hot. When he kissed me I cooled down, my inside got set on flame again. Moaning in pain, I felt like I could explode into a flame. "Please," I beg wanted his touch. I watch him, he stood over me. Eyes black, I could see his fangs. Moaning remembering when he bit me, the fire grew inside me. Overcome by the heat and pain, I crawl to him. I felt everyone on my senses heightened, my eyes became blurry nothing but him was clear to me. Reaching for his chest, I claw off his shirt needing to feel his cool skin against mine. We go to the floor, me on his chest. His sharp nails rip the top of my nightshirt, I moan in release when I felt his skin. The light becomes unbearable bright in the room. He takes my lips in his once more, his fangs cutting my skin. I scream when I left his fangs on my lips. My blood went up in flames, it was becoming uncomfortable. I rub myself against his hard trousers, causing him to growl once more. Not sure what was happening to me, I reach for his trousers. Unbuckling his belt. He was hard as a rock, my eyes rolls back as I rub against him. He left my lips and moves to my neck. I grab his manhood in my small hands. I lift my waist position where the most pain was. I see his eyes go back to a light shade of blue but it was too late, I go down slowly. I scream when I felt the heat go, his eyes were jet black again. He pulls my waist down, his loud growl shakes the walls. I rub harder as my blood cool down, once again he bites into my skin causing the flame to come back. But this time it was bearable, it was even. "Yes," I moan. I was filled with pleasure, it craved for more. My eyes begin to get heavy, they roll back in pleasure. I could feel him growing inside me, I clench around him not wanting to let go. "Lyanna," Silas pulls away from my neck, he licks my blood off his lips. "Let go," needing to do as he says my legs buckles. The door slams opened, before I know it I'm pulled away from him.

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