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I watched Nova move through my room utterly naked, her tight as swaying as she examined the decor, eyes still pinned to that delicious piece of her anatomy as she bent over to inspect something I rumbled softly, "what are you doing?"

"Taking in the room." She murmured, fingers drumming on her thigh, "it is all very natural in here. Good for spells. The..brightness is not. Too much positive energy. It is out of balance."

I felt my dick throb as I reclined on the bed, watching the curve of her back as she stretched. "I have a few unnatural things I could do to you."

She shot me a look over her delicate shoulder, "is that so."

"Mmhmm."

Slowly she reached up to the bun she had fastened her hair in and pulled the two silver sticks from her silken locks.

I groaned softly as I watched it tumble down her back. "Gods woman you are sin incarnate."

She didn't say anything but the glimmer in her midnight eyes screamed I know. She was sexy as hell, standing there fully nude in early morning light.

I beckoned her back to me with two fingers, "come here before I have to run off and be a king."

"Earlier when we spoke, you did not inform me if I am wasting my time."

"Huh?" I grunted, eyes flicking from her beautiful face to the rise and fall of her chest.

"I am here with you. Meaning I am not working and earning from my craft. I am a busy woman. As much as I enjoy you anatomy, I do not see much benefit in prolonging my stay versus simply holding your beta up to his end of the deal and then depart."

Was this witch giving me an ultimatum?

Her gaze was steady.

She was giving me a fucking ultimatum. "To mate with you, Nova, would be a betrayal to my people and if we are being honest it doesn't seem like you would be the type of woman who wishes to be... domestic."

"I am not. But... I also know that I will not feel this lust with any other man and I live a very long time why would I allow you to die when instead we could become bound to one another and I could enjoy the feeling of your body when the urge was upon me. Separate lives and mutual pleasure."

I practically scoffed. "Doesn't work that way little witch. If I mate with you my inner wolf wouldn't allow that shit, its all or nothing."

"Perhaps control your wolf better." She murmured blandly, "I so wish to feel you inside me when you are back at your peak condition."

Fuck I wanted that too.

I really wanted it.

Truth be told, I wasn't at my peak condition and even today, I felt worse than yesterday.

It burned just to admit it to myself.

I felt as though I was dying faster with every passing moment.

It wouldn't be long at all before I couldn't throw Nova around the way she so enjoyed.

"I can't give you power over my people." I sighed out.

"So don't." Was her simple reply.

"The bond-"

She arched a thin brow at me, hands on her bare hips, black talon nails creating little dips in her skin, "I am a supremely powerful being, the bond you speak of is born of stars."

"And."

A sly smile crept into her eyes, "I am a spirit class witch, Alpha king, the stars murmur in my ears and bend to my whim. and your goddess? She is among them."

"You are not a go-"

"No." She cut me off, "but I have a special talent with their energy. To bend a bond of mates is as simple as adjusting the ceremony."

I sat up straighter, "you can do that?"

She said nothing more, instead gazing up through the glass in my ceiling, "it is growing brighter, shall you not be getting to work. I have a temple to see."

"Noviana. You can make it so we mate, without the unfortunate side effects of us being unable to tolerate existence without the other?"

She nodded slightly, "but everything has its price."

I could live on, be king, serve my people.

All without endangering them with her.

"What price?" I pressed.

Whatever it is. I will pay it.

"I am unsure." She mused, "someones been keeping me rather busy."

"Woman. If you can do this, I will fuck you in any way you so desire as long as you desire."

"Wherever as well?"

...wherever? "Sure. Yeah, wherever you want as well."

She snapped her fingers, instantly encasing her body in another scandalous dress, her hair spiraling in curls as she turned to a mirror, various makeup's floating around her as she took a brush that appeared to be made of finger bones, getting to work on her already flawless face.

"Lovely. on my bone altar during the next sabbath.

Do try to ignore any audience we may attract.

It is rare anyone visits my altar on the holy nights but, on occasion a wayward demon on a quest for power seeks me. "

A bone altar on sabbath. That is a very... Nova Like request. "Demons seek...you for power."

As a general rule its the other way around.

She painted her lips a deep plum, nearly black, "many being seek power with me. I am Noviana Nivara, banished from my own kind for being what they never could."

And that would be?

She drifted around the room, eyes lingering on my naked form, "so many creatures cower before me."

"Thats hardly surprising."

She looked almost amused, "what was surprising, was when you opted to put me on my knees."

I rose from the bed, striding over to her and pulling her thin body to mine, "You love it when I do that."

She flicked her tongue lightly over my jaw, "so it seems. I find myself aroused by the power you project."

"Good." I growled out. "Now sit your sweet as down, you are not wondering through my pack on your own."

"The temple of luna-"

"Is in prayer right now. You are not about to interrupt the service."

She seemed irate.

"I will make it worth your wait."

"You better." She replied, snapping her finger again.

I was dressed suddenly.

In all black.

I pulled at the collar of my shirt, "the fuck Nova."

Her hand trailed my chest, "this is lovely."

"Its lace. I don't wear lace."

Her lips tilted down as she snapped her fingers again.

The lace and silk contraption was replaced with a soft comfortable black tunic. "Better."

"I disagree." She sighed softly, "although the trousers do hug your assets wonderfully."

"Noviana." I growled out, "I am not a graveyard fantasy coming to ravish you in all restricting all black clothing."

"Pity." She murmured, drifting from the room.

I made to change from the ridiculously tight leathers she had encased my lower half it.

"If you want me to wear these!" I called, not sure she was still around, "It will have to be when I'm not going to be in the pack grounds."

I could have sword I felt her fingers trace my chest, her lips on my throat in response, despite her having left the room.

That woman would be the death of me.