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Chapter 143

    Chapter 143


    53. Let’s Go Back THEON.


    The Queen... Someone who fucking deserved the best, but I had marked her... The pull towards her was


    a storm in my mind, and although the bond waspleted, all I fucking wanted to do was fuck and im


    her all over again.


    Seeing everyone bow to her and my mark adorning her neck had overwhelmed me with emotions that


    were far too many for me to process.


    I was Alpha now, I felt it the moment he died, the transfer of power...


    I had walked away, helping with the worst job, disposing of the dead before I had washed my hands with


    soap a thousand fucking times, wanting to remove the memory of Theoden from my skin.


    It was strange how everyone looked to me for guidance, as if they had forgotten what I had done in the


    past. Was it just me who couldn‘t forgive myself?


    I was now down by the coast, sitting on the edge of one of the rocky cliffs, not wanting to run into any


    sirens down in the water below. I just wanted peace.


    I had unleashed my anger upon Theoden, but his death had taken no more than a few minutes ... He


    deserved far worse...


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    Would he go to hell? Was it enough for him? Was Mom looking down on us? Did she know all he had


    done? Did she think I deserve forgiveness?


    And what of William and Hana De‘Lacor? Would they have forgiven me?


    In those final moments of his life, I had wanted to ask him why?


    Why did he fucking do this to us? We could have been a happy family. Living together and enjoying


    mundane things like dinner together. Thalia... she would have been on her way to bing a woman.


    Meeting her mate just like Thea... 1


    I licked my lips and hung my head, closing my eyes.


    Was this what revenge was meant to feel like? Once it‘s over, am I simply supposed to feel lost?


    My entire life had been a journey for vengeance... I opened my eyes and looked up at the sky, the rain


    had eased up, and only a light sprinkle fell as I stared at the shining moon.


    What is my life‘s purpose now that vengeance and retribution have been dealt?


    Yileyna.


    Live for her.


    Although it‘s what I wanted, I didn‘t deserve forgiveness... I know I kept thinking about it, but it was hard


    not to. I needed to be punished for my crimes too. Misguided or manipted, it didn‘t matter... Imit


    crimes that I would never be able to ever simply wipe from my book of sins.


    The sound of heels on the ground, and an intoxicating scent that belonged to none other than the one


    who was always on my mind, approached.


    “Why are you here?” I asked, as I got up and turned to look at her.


    I could smell the scent of her shampoo, so subtlepared to her own scent, that was already making


    me feel light–headed. She had showered and changed, now wearing a white shirt with several buttons


    opened, exposing her breasts, tucked into ck pants. Her hair was open, and she had her hands in her


    back pockets. Looking as breathtaking and sexy as always.


    Did she realise her top was getting wet, showing off the pink bra she wore beneath it?


    “To check up on you, I‘m sorry I didn‘te sooner.” She whispered as she closed the gap between us.


    She ced her hand on my chest, and even through the ck tunic I wore, I felt the intense pull of the


    bond. I had removed my armour, but I was still wearing what I had worn in the battle. Although she


    looked too fucking perfect to touch, I still gripped her hips. Satisfied when her head began racing 2


    “I‘m sure the Queen has a lot more to put her pretty blonde head to work on.” I remarked teasingly “Mm...


    but you were the one filling this blonde head of mine.” She replied, poking her eyes out at me.


    I didn‘t reply. Reaching up I brushed her hair back, looking at the mark that adorned her neck. One that


    matched mine...


    “It‘s beautiful, isn‘t it?”


    “Yeah, it is... but not as beautiful as you.” I murmured, brushing my fingers down her neck.


    Her eyes fluttered shut, her breasts heaving as she reacted to my touch.


    Fucking perfectly...


    I had to focus not to let the pleasure fucking get to me, and instead brushed my fingers slowly across her


    corbone, down towards her breasts. She sucked in a breath as her eyes opened, filled with love and


    desire, as she looked at me through those thickshes.


    “Theon…” She gripped my hand, stopping my fingers from skimming her breasts, and instead kissing my


    fingers, closing her eyes.


    “Yileyna...” I teased in the same tone she had used.


    Her eyes looked upwards to meet mine, and she stepped closer. Oh fuck....


    “Yileyna. Those who havemitted crimes will be trialled, and so should I.”


    She frowned, searching my eyes for something, before she shook her head.


    “You sided with me before victory was ours. Those in the cells are those who chose to follow Theoden for


    their selfish gain. You havepleted your redemption Theon, when you led this army and fought for


    justice and good. Let it go. You are not a viin.” “I feel it‘s too easy.” I murmured looking away from her,


    but she refused to let me go, instead


    forcing my face back to look at her. “Theon, your entire life you have been punished and groomed to


    be a tool for vengeance. No. You will not be punished for anything more. You are my mate, and


    king. Plus you have a pack that has been abused. You need to give them hope–”


    “I am no king, Yileyna. As for the Pack, I was going to ask if you can take the Obsidian Shadow Pack


    members into the Silver Storm. There are not many.”


    Her eyes filled with hurt as she nodded.


    “Of course, into our pack. Theon, to run this kingdom, I need you by my side.” She whispered.


    She wasn‘t going to agree and so I simply nodded, my gaze dipping to her pouty sexy lips that had been


    taunting me ever since she had shown up. “How are your wounds? Deliana told me that the Emperor


    healed you.” Her fingers brushed my chest and I nodded.


    “He did, I‘m perfectly fine once again.”


    “Good, consider that injury as your punishment for your crimes Theon, those injuries caused you great


    pain, and leave it all in the past.” I didn‘t respond. I deserved far more of a punishment, but I couldn‘t ask


    for anything physical when I was now bound to her.


    She ran her fingers along my jaw, and I spotted the ring on her finger. My heart skipped a beat,


    recognising it. I looked into her gorgeous face which now held a soft smile.


    “This is...”


    I took her hand, looking at the ring I had once given her before I broke her trust in me entirely


    “An omega had found it and kept it safe... She returned it to me earlier, saying it was the king‘s ring for


    his queen... People are already considering you their king, Theon.” She said softly as I kissed her


    knuckles.


    “Doesn‘t it bring back memories of my betrayal?” I asked quietly. “Hmm? No. It brings back your


    vulnerability as you begged for me to side with you so I would be safe. You thought Andres was the true


    viin, and you thought you were doing the right thing. Although... don‘t try to throw me off a balcony


    again.” She frowned. “I caught you, if that helps.”


    She smirked, amused, before she looked into my eyes. Her smile faded away, but the love in her eyes


    didn‘t vanish


    “What are we, Theon?” She whispered, reaching up as she brushed her lips down my neck, flicking her


    tongue against my mark, sending delicious rivets of pleasure through me. Her hand travelled


    dangerously low, lingering on my abs. She was weakening my self–control, and the urge to ravish her


    was fucking making me go crazy. I yanked her head back, looking into her eyes.


    “Two opposites that somehow, go... No matter how much I tried to stay away, you came back into my life,


    time and again. No matter what I say or do, I am unable to stop thinking about you. To the extent, I can


    no longer control myself.” I confessed quietly, my gaze dipping to her breasts.


    “Good, because I want to be the only thing you think of.” She replied, biting on her lower lips for a second


    as she watched me.


    “Hmm... and you wore white when you know it‘s raining... Was it your aim to seduce me?” “That


    depends... Is it working?” She asked as the rain began pouring harder, soaking her white shirt in


    seconds. I smirked slightly as my eyes shed, my fingers tightening in her hair as I looked down at her


    now almost exposed breasts. Her shirt waspletely see–through, and I could make out her stiff


    nipples.


    “Oh, it fucking worked.”


    “Good, because I got a little charm put on this ring before I came to find you.” She whispered teasingly,


    running her finger down my chest as she looked up at me with those eyes that were going to be the


    fucking end of me. “So you don‘t need to hold back.” 1 Oh fuck


    “Fuck You make me lose control.” I growled huskily, bending down andpping up the water from her


    neck right down to her cleavage. She whimpered, pressing herself against my manhood, which was


    already semi–hard, as she tilted her head back. “Then lose control.” She whispered softly.


    And I did. I yanked her head up as I kissed her so fucking hard. A blinding kiss that now, with the bond


    complete, felt something between a million fireworks and pure ecstasy. I felt fucking drunk on her.


    Tasting her, touching her, kissing her. Passion and emotions wrapped around us in a cocoon, and


    nothing else mattered. ‘Let‘s go home.‘ Her seductive voice came through the mind link.


    I knew what she meant. The one ce we could truly be ourselves... I may have been the fucking viin,


    but I was already given heaven.
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