The Guardian

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“The Council has been called to order in regards to Colar’s misconduct against Lady Syah. Please my Lady, tell us your story.”

She nodded and stepped forward as her father’s eyes followed her.

“I went to town to get sleeping medicine. I had Thane with me to ensure my safety since much of the country has heard of my plans. Colar must have followed us and waited for Thane to leave me. He took me to an alley and tried to claim me, Thane saved me.”

The council nodded to her as she returned to her place beside Thane.

“Colar step forward.”

He did so painfully. He was bandaged and badly beaten. His healing was slowed by the extent of so many wounds.

“You understand the laws regarding humans and guardians. You understand that your actions are punishable by death. But you must also understand that Thane has saved your life by unleashing his wrath on you. And not only has he saved you, but he has proved himself capable of protecting Syah, when you were the one betraying her.”

Colar swallowed as he bowed his head.

“I thank you for your mercy.”

The head councilman waved his words away as he continued.

“Yes mercifully we’ve decided to sever you from Syah as punishment for your actions. Thane will be her sole guardian and you will not torment her further.”

The sound Syah heard then was unexpected, at first she had thought it was a small cough but after a short intake of breath she knew Colar was crying. She wasn’t sure if it was from the mercy of the council at sparing his life or at the sentencing of his severing from her. Either way she couldn’t take it, her feet carrying her away from the great hall before she was sure where she was going. Thane called out to her as she flew up the stairs, there was too much pressing on her and she was exhausted and starving and she knew her mind was clouded. When her body stopped she was standing in the library of their house, she smiled to herself. It was always quite there, and almost entirely separate from the rest of the house, she was alone.

“Syah?”

She tensed; Thane had caught up to her. There was a tinge of worry in his voice.

“Why did you visit the Priest today? He was poking around inside my head; he was looking for things about you.”

She heard him step towards her as panic rose in her chest.

“Stop.”

He obeyed as she slowly turned to face him. She wanted to know the truth; she wanted to hear from Thane that what the Priest had said was true.

“What was he looking for?”

She swallowed as her gaze finally met his as he stood across the room.

“Am I a mate to you?”

Thane’s gaze darkened as he tore his eyes away from her, his hair falling across his face.

“Thane answer me.”

Her voice was like a trigger releasing a bullet called Thane as he crossed the room in three great strides. He took her face up in his hands as he kissed her deeply. He pulled away to look at her as she gazed at him in shock before she leaned forward and kissed him back. It was all he needed as he moved the last three feet, pressing her against the bookshelves behind her as his hand found hers, lifting it over her head. He thrusted his leg between hers as he broke away from her for breath, which was coming quickly through his parted lips.

“I don’t want to hurt you. I might—“

Her free hand caressed his face as he growled low in his throat.

“You won’t.”

He grinned as his claws dragged along her thigh eliciting a small sound of pleasure from her.

“Says you.”

The sickening sound of torn silk caused her to gasp as he exposed her leg from her dress. His hand slid up her thigh as her free fingers tangled themselves in his hair, his lips dragging across the skin of her throat.

“Thane—“

She gasped as he lifted her leg to his hip, his fingers finding their way to her sex. He pulled them away coated in her juices as his tongue licked them clean.

“Even better than my dreams.”

He quickly freed himself from his pants, undoing the buckle until they sank low on his hips as he picked her up.

“What if we get caught?”

He smiled at her. She was so pretty when she was worried, he could hear her heartbeat as it raced in her chest. He could smell her hot sex as she wrapped her arms about his neck, his hands gripping her by her thighs as he held her up and open, ready and waiting.

“What if we don’t?”

She smiled the first genuine smile he’d ever seen as he slid himself into her. She winced as he kissed her, trying to distract her. Her fingernails dug into his back as he growled and arched, thrusting into her as she threw her head back.

“Ah, Thane, faster.”

His fangs extended as he gazed at her darkly.

“As you wish.”

He buried his face against the curve of her shoulder as he thrusted into her. She was simply intoxicating. She gasped at the depth of which he was striking her as she dragged her nails across his skin. He groaned as he pulled her away from the bookshelves and laid her across the top of the desk, knocking over books and papers as he lifted her leg, hooking her knee over his right shoulder. His back tightened as he moved faster, her hands traveled along his arms and chest, her head falling back and her mouth hanging agape as she struggled for breath. She could feel her warmth pooling deep inside her as she arched, her muscles rippled around him until she felt her release. Thane’s fangs sank into her shoulder as his slid in and out of her, her juices covering him as his fangs drew blood. His tongue lapped away the tiny droplets as a shiver of ecstasy slid down his spine.

“What do you think you are to me Syah? Answer your question.”

Her body was quaking in the aftermath of her orgasm as he continued his onslaught. He was becoming frantic in his thrusting, he was close.

“I’m your mate Thane.”

He growled low in his throat as he touched his forehead to hers, his seed firing deep into her as he made his final thrusts. He panted against her lips for a moment as he regained himself. He gazed at her sex for a moment as he pulled himself free. She was bleeding slightly, and her shoulder was bloodied from his fangs.

“Why do you look so pretty covered in blood?”

She was like a perfect painting, her dress ripped up to her dripping sex, her bun half torn free and disheveled as her chest rose and fell at a rapid rate. Her skin was flushed pink as she gazed at him. She smiled.

“Why do you look so sexy when you claim me?”

He smiled back but something caught his attention at the door, a sound that was beyond the abilities of her ears. He gathered her up like a rag doll quickly and moved for the door.

“Pretend you’re faint.”

She obeyed as he carried her down the hall.

“What happened?”

Her heart beat jumped as she heard Colar’s voice.