Fie Wright's P. O. V

Rustling of paper, the flick of a page as I flip through the long dreary book on the desk in front of me. Each letter faded and the paper it rests on yellowed and frayed at the edges. Stains scattered left and right while I try not to cringe as I skirt around the rather questionable smattering of blemishes.

With a weary sigh, I keep on reading, going over numerous laws passed and Bills still meandering between being void and coming to life. Each and every word being absorbed as I try to relay the scripture between what it intended and what we're going to be using it for once Malleus enters into the other Realm.

I mean he is the King, it's quite clear he's allowed to check over his subjects in an entirely different Realm since his subjects reside there. Just in case the matter lies in the contrary, I'd like to show just a bit of prowess and come prepared, ready to defend my King not only as his mate but also as his advisor.

Rubbing at my eyes not so much as for being tired, more like to stop myself from going to sleep at the boring words, I reach out in front of me and grasp onto the cool porcelain mug, bringing it closer to me as I take a sip of my sustenance in the form of tea. My weary sigh turning to a somewhat delighted on as I raise my eyes and latch onto the drizzling atmosphere outside. Finishing off the last of my tea, I place my mug back down and focus back on the task in front of me, one hand going up to massage my temples while the other continues to flick through the pages.

Too consumed in my thoughts and task, I barely realise what's happening around me until a scream resonates across the vast building, my body jumping up in fright and twisting towards the source of the commotion only to realise I'm the one screaming and that something just attacked me.

"You should've seen your face!" Comes an all too irritatingly familiar voice, my teeth grating against each other while my eyes narrow into slits, a growl passing through my lips while I focus my eyes on Ezra, the man laughing his head off and looking completely bonkers.

"You. Attacked. Me." Each word harsher than the next, my voice coming out guttural which he doesn't seem to notice as he wipes tears out of the corner of his eyes.

"Attacked is putting too much emphasis, I merely poked you." Ezra says cavalierly, the stinging in the right side of my torso defying his words.

"I swear to all that is holy, I-," my threat gets cut off as the once shut door now slams open, Ezra and I both jumping back in shock while cringing at the overly loud sound that has my ears ringing.

My shock turns into sheepishness as a flurry of guards storm into the room, each more frightening than the next as they scan the room, crouched in the defence and ready to attack at a moments notice. No one can get a word in edge ways as the guards realise there is no threat and erect themselves, eyes still on alert as they look this way and that.

"Sorry about that." I reply albeit timidly, not liking the fact that some guards nearly tripped head over heels in worry to come get to me.

"Sorry about wh-," Thankfully this time Ezra gets cut off as a growl runs down the hallway and to where this room is located, my sheepish expression dropping as I cross my arms, waiting for my overly dramatic mate to barge in like he did not even a week ago.

"Mate."

"That's me." Comes my reply to a more animalistic than human Malleus as he seethes his way into the room, each threatening stomp like a metaphorical nail in my cousins coffin getting signed, sealed and delivered to his young death.

A mere second later, I'm swept off my feet and into my mate's comforting embrace, a warm smile making its way onto my face as I curl up nicely in his arms. My wolf and I both too eager for my mates touch after being separated from him for more than an hour. It might sound like we have attachment issues but being bonded with each other's souls does drive you a little bit crazy and co dependent.

"Your Majesty, we have done our analysis and completed our assessment of the Queen to be's safety. There appears to be no threat except for the young man present in the room." One of the guards standing at the very front exclaims, eyes narrowed in the direction of a miffed Ezra who pretends like he didn't hear anything as he picks at his nails.

"Of course." The malice laced in my mate's voice doesn't go unnoticed by me as I end up swatting him on the arm, ignoring the grunt he sends my way as I wave the guards off rather awkwardly since I only now realise I'm being held like a toddler in front of a group full of strangers.

"He just tried to scare me which he managed to do so. I got taken by surprise and screamed." I say nonchalantly, trying to force the slight redness of my ears to go down. Unfortunately for me, Malleus takes heed and presses a soft kiss to the shell of my left ear causing the blush to spread further down to my cheeks in a rosy hue.

"It's true. I just caught her a little too off guard." Ezra admits, rubbing at the back of his neck. Another growl leaves my mate at Ezra's reply, Malleus clearly not liking it as he pins his glare onto the now squirming guards.

"You took too long to respond. You should have been in the room with the perpetrator face first into the ground within three seconds of the attack. Be more sharp next time and double on your training. Dismissed." The guards don't take another second to haul ass as they file out of the room in single file, Ezra trying to blend in with them as discreetly as possible, however, one sharp glare from Malleus has him pausing by the door, unamused.

"What's good Malleus?" Ezra quips, putting his nonchalant façade back into place even though it's obvious and quite visible to all of us how his wolf is sending out waves of despair at the way he's so dismissive of his King. A subtle grin makes its way onto my face as Malleus glances down at me, the annoyance in his eyes increasing tenfold at the cavalier attitude of my cousin.

"Be sure to not do that again lest you want your head to be rolling pup." My mate says rather aggressively, my own smile widening further as Ezra pouts like an insolent child before heading out of the door with his head bowed, the slight mischief still lingering in his eyes not evading anyone's attention.

"What has you grinning so much?"

My smile grows wider as I tap my mate's shoulder in an indication to sit me down, "You and I both know you wouldn't dare touch Ezra because you can't bare to get on my bad side." I admit, my smile slightly wavering as the man doesn't follow my thought of action as he instead, grabs the chair I was seated in previously and drops himself down onto it. Me still in his arms and rather cramped due to the lack of space on the chair.

Rearranging my position, I move around in his lap as I try to throw my legs over the armrest, my legs merely getting tangled up and causing me to nearly be thrown from off of the chair if not for Malleus' ever tightening hold on me.

"You might want to cease your movements Fie." The strain in my mate's voice catches my attention as I stop my pursuit of trying to get comfortable. My eyes raising from my awkward position in the chair and over to a distraught looking Malleus. Well, as distraught as someone can look with their eyes shut tightly, vein in their temple protruding from the clenching of their razor sharp jaw while their head is thrown back as one takes deep breaths.

"Um," Comes my rather dumbed down statement as I try to figure out what's wrong with the man underneath me. Shifting just slightly, my eyes grow wide at the rather obvious protrudent being that greets me much too cheerily.

"You will have to stop moving Fie. Please. Or I'll be unable to stop myself from taking you here on this very table." The strain in his voice seems to have increased all while I stay as still as a statue, having an inner monologue with my wolf who edges me on to start moving around like those bulls people ride in amusement parks. I would also like to blame my heat but the last remnants of it having died down until it strikes again next, hence, the only one I can blame for getting all hot and bothered is myself.

Pausing, I try to assess the situation since I'm still cooped up and cramped when something hits me flat in the face. It takes me a moment to figure out what the aroma is, something completely foreign to me as I tilt my head to take the scent in. The smell was strong and as alien as it is, it also contained a hit of familiarity. Like damp jasmine with hints of something I can't quite put my finger on.

Oh.

The next slap in the face is the startling realisation of what the musk is. My own tainted arousal sprung up in the air for all to inhale like an abominable perfume. I nearly whine out loud from the embarrassment that washes over me. The never ending torture getting a bit too much as I pray to the Lord above that my mate doesn't catch the scent of me.

Maybe if I sit completely still, Malleus won't be able to smell it? I could play it off as something else.

I know I'm fooling myself as the death grip from Malleus hands makes itself known on my love handles, my wolf nearly forcing into me to let out a gratuitous purr that will lead to things much bigger than I can handle right now. The next second, a guttural sound leaves the back of Malleus' throat. Each sound and action cementing in my mind the fact that if I don't stop my mate from acting, this will lead to things I might not want to stop in the first place.

"Malleus." The breathy tone my voice comes out in does little to help since the next thing I know, I'm staring into my mate's darkened eyes as he pins me with his heated stare which I return back just as intense.

Warm lips clash with mine, my breath catching in my throat at my lack of preparation but all such thoughts get dispelled as I return to his frantic mouth with just as much vigour. A groan fro me and a tug of his hair as my fingers snake into his tussled mane of hair has him moaning out with the same intensity and exertion. Not wanting to stop there, I let my tongue prod at the seam of his lips, enjoying how he lets me in without a moments hesitation as I take the lead while his hands wander around the expanse of my body only to come to a halt at the base of my back while the other hand goes to cup my behind, pushing me into him as another lust filled moan leaves my otherwise preoccupied lips.

Malleus seems to take this as an opportunity as he stands up, my hands going to wrap around his shoulders as he takes a step forward, sitting me on the desk while he slots himself in between my now parted legs. All the while we continue to attack each other like ravaged beasts, my hands slipping under his the hem of his shirt as I enjoy the hard ridges of his muscled torso.

Pushing myself into him, I let out a mewl of delight as Malleus follows my movement and presses into the small of my back, one hand trailing all over my body as the sparks send a new thrilling sensation throughout me.

"Fie." Malleus grunts as he tears himself away from me, eyes torn as they flash between a darker blue and the somewhat lighter stormy ones I've come to adore. The darkness wins as I find myself hoisting up his shirt, not giving him a say in the matter as he lifts his harms up automatically. My mouth starting to water as I look upon my mate, seeing what he truly is in all his ripping glory;

A fine piece of ass.

Sticking to him like a bug to a spiders web, I nearly swirl in delight as my mate's lips attach to my neck. Tilting my neck, I allow his neck to go down deeper as he nips at the soft skin, no part of me wanting to escape his clutches as my eyes close and I throw my head back.

"Oh God. My eyes!" Two growls combined echo around the room, both Malleus and I displeased with the interruption as Malleus pulls his face out of the crook of my neck, settling his ever present glare in the same direction I pin mine.

"Never thought I'd see the King and future Queen getting it on. That's gross though because I'd rather not see you doing that Fie." Ezra continues to tut dramatically, part of me itching to lunge at him and give him a few good swats on the face, maybe it'll knock some sense into him. God knows he needs it. The option to do so, however, sadly gets taken out of my hands as something goes flying across the expanse of my vision, landing with a thwack which is ensued by a resulting groan from my cousin as he rubs at the side of his face.

"My notes!" I cry in alarm as I watch the pieces of paper falling out of the book I was reading before I was so rudely interrupted. Turning my head, I raise a brow at a petulant Malleus who had thrown the book at Ezra in a childish tantrum for having being disturbed.

Unsurprisingly, Malleus didn't seem too bothered. On the contrary, a smirk now creeped onto the corner of his lips that are currently redder and plumper than usual. Price encompassing me at the thought of me attacking him so savagely.

Not that either of us minded the brutal events that took place mere moments ago of course.

"I apologise for the intrusion my King. I did not realise that you and the Queen would be caught up in certain affairs," I hadn't even realised Marcus was standing next to his till he spoke up, rather awkwardly at that. The sight of my uncle has me feeling twice as uncomfortable as I squirm in place, motioning for Malleus to back up so that I can jump down from my seat on the desk.

Landing right on the balls of my feet, I try my best to brush down my now wrinkled shirt, unable to stop myself from leaning into my mate as he throws an arm around my waist, scooping me into him.

"I asked Ezra where you and Fie were and he led me here. I can leave and come at a better time if it suits you, your Majesty." Marcus puts as graciously as ever, eyes staying on my mate and only flickering down to me just once in amusement.

I can already feel Malleus poking at the corner of my minds, not forcefully encasing my privacy as he instead gently prods at my mental barrier, wanting to speak to me telepathically.

'Are you seriously thinking of telling him to came back so you can continue to make out with me' Even my inner voice is laced with exasperation, the disappointment from my mate not hesitating to flow through the mate bond at my lack of eagerness to continue sticking our tongues down each other's throats.

"No. Now is fine," I have to stop myself from rolling my eyes so far in the back of my head, they might get stuck there at the slight disappointment in Malleus' voice that no one else seems to catch onto, "We should head to the main living quarters and we can discuss the plans in comfort there." He continues as Marcus and Ezra nod while Malleus' motions for them to walk ahead first. With a slight pause, Marcus nods rather uneasily as he walks in front with his son in tow whereas we follow behind the two.

"You are lucky they stepped in when they did." Malleus comments unabashedly as I raise a brow in his direction, wanting clarification.

"If they hadn't arrived, I would not have been able to hold myself back till your crowning ceremony. Of course with your consent." He adds immediately as I smile wryly at him.

"If me moaning like a wanton prostitute in a brothel wasn't enough indication of how I wouldn't have minded of those activities increasing in nature, I don't know what would have pointed the fact out more." Half of me completely agrees and is on board with the action, the other half rather jittery about being so vixen like and forward with my mate.

Shaking my head, I dispel my mind of the self conscious thoughts it holds. He's my mate, he'll feel the same way and I shouldn't be ashamed of the needs and wants we have for each other.

If my mental self appreciation wasn't enough, the slightly groan coming from Malleus along with his hands darting to the hem of his trousers which he tries to adjust inconspicuously has me smirking in delight, even more so as he tries to place me in front of him so he can better hide his crotch and the rather large indent poking at the seam of his zipper.

Reaching our living room doesn't take all too long as we all make ourselves comfortable, a plan being discussed and laid down in front of everyone. We all come to a unanimous agreement over how to set out until a certain thought crosses me.

"We're all here making plans but when exactly are we going?" I question aloud, the conversation ceasing to a halt as seven pairs of eyes land on me, the two warriors having joined us as well as Asha who sat comfortably besides her mate, Apollo.

Malleus glances around at everyone before shrugging in a weirdly casual manner than his usual impassive state that he carries around with him in the presence of others, "Many days have been wasted in the disruption of the veil not working which lead to your pack coming back not to mention the other days spent in the planing. Your Luna needs help as soon as possible and I would like for the veil between the two realms to function quickly as well, hence, why shall we not set off tomorrow at first light?" Everyone nods immediately as well as myself, excitement churning up in my stomach at the thought of seeing my family back and the Luna being in good shape once more.

I nearly started jumping up and down then and there but instead settled for throwing my arms around my mate and pecking him on the lips, Malleus not stalling another moment as he deepens the kids regardless of the people around us.

"Let's go before they start sticking their tongues down each other's throats. He might be my cousin in law but there's a limit to everything." That's the last words I hear as everyone gets up and leaves, the both of us two busy in attacking each other's faces.

I could get used to this; making out with my mate and being wrapped up in arms. Calm and content.

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AN: Hi everyone! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. If you're wondering if they went further, they did not if that's any consolation. Let me know on your thoughts etc and any suggestions as always. I do read all the comments.

Question: What is the one word you always mess up with when spelling? Mine is necessarily, quite a common one lmao.

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