Oops I did it again…
Sorry, you’ll have to forgive me but between the fairy juice contact high, the blood bond rush and the post multi-orgasm euphoria I’m in the best mood. Not even that damn witch could get me down.
Yes you read right, blood bond rush. Roman and I bonded for the second time today, June 1st (rabbit rabbit) after a minor disagreement and a minimal repair job to the wall of Roman’s master suite. So we had to wash sand out of places better left unsaid, at least we got a full body exfoliation and didn’t have to go to the spa!
Straight up, my wolf was craving blood. If I couldn’t have it of my enemies I wanted it to give to my mate. I had felt this way for a few weeks now. Only feeling connected to Roman when he was feeding or we were fucking. I felt in tune with him as long as that life force was passing between us. Warren said he thought the original bond might fade, I didn’t want that. I needed to be connected to Roman. I needed to be nearer him. The desire to protect and defend was unexplainable.
The picture was perfectly formed, as soon as Roman said it would all work out. I don’t know how to explain what I saw in front of me. Nameless, faceless souls left for carrion. Their blood ran in the streets and stained the sands. These weren’t innocents, these were enemies, people who dared to rise up against the force that was Roman’s to command. It was as if he willed it to be and harnessed the fates to make it so, and that scene was before my eyes.
I knew I was in a blood lust when I told Roman that he would be a success with blood sweat and dead bodies. The predator in me, the one who gets off on weakness and takes advantage of fear knew in that moment that with the hopelessness and fear that hung in the air from that imagined landscape there was no doubt of the outcome. It is what made me so confident and Roman seemed equally so and slightly turned on at the promise of carnage.
I am wolf, I am bonded…don’t sit there and judge me. For when the sands in the clock run out and the game ends I know who I’ll be standing beside, and together we cannot lose.