Page 80 of Veiled

“I would like to propose a toast, to the future and all it holds. May the prophecy,” she sneered, “live up to all that it was supposed to be.” The disapproving looks from the rest of the table didn’t seem to faze her as she continued to prattle on. “One would only hope we keep traditions alive and prosper, despite a few hiccups down the road.” I laughed, genuinely busting out laughing. The look on her face made me laugh even harder.

I stood up a little straighter and took a good look at everyone in the crowd, before settling on those at the table, specifically the Fae bitch. “The future will be bright, simply because it will be completely different.” A few people gasped. “The old ways did not lead to a hiccup, as so callously put by Radella- it led to murder and an uprising for those who wanted to leave tradition behind, but were conned instead. That is not my intention, nor my goal. Simply put, tradition can be enlightening, beautiful and magical in many ways, however in the ways that count, it will lead to more issues. I have studied history; I have learned a great deal. I see that the Fae are a noble people that truly wish to bring balance back to their world despite the unfortunate situation we are currently in. Understand, that doesn’t mean that I’ll live in the past, nor will I lead with the intention of keeping traditions that should have died a long time ago, alive. We will prosper, because I will it and because I will make it so. Let’s make one thing perfectly clear,” I smiled at the people, some who nodded emphatically, others who looked wary, some furious. “I’m not a pawn, I will not be moved until I wish it so. I am a Queen, I have six mates, and we will do what we need to do for nature to restore itself back to the way it was intended. It was never my goal to be here, however you’ll be hard pressed to have me back down from any challenge thrown my way.” I looked directly at Radella, “Those who challenge may dissent to the Dark Fae,” the crowd gasped. “But make no mistake, you will die.” I lifted my glass and took a drink.

Holding Remi’s hand, we walked back to the guys, ready to go. It’s been enough for one night. I can declare more shit tomorrow. We started walking when I felt an icy hand on my arm. I raised one eyebrow, looking back at Radella’s right hand bitch, Ealdon.

“Nice speech, little girl. I wonder if you’ll feel the same way about all your little friends and family when you read this.” He shoved two envelopes into my hand and walked away whistling. I looked over the letters in golden envelopes, wondering if there was poison laced into it. I wouldn’t put it past the slimy fuckers. I let the guys walk into the cabin in front of me, and even Oberon was with them joking and settling into the living room. I waved them off and sat on the front porch while I carefully opened the letter, until the sound of laughter and joking reached me and I smiled. I stood up and went inside instead, throwing the letters on the side table, I’d get to them later.

We made our way to the backyard and settled around the pool loungers. Remi and I took off our shoes and put our feet in the water and I set up my music to play on the speakers. We passed a bottle of the Fae wine around and we fell into a comfortable silence. Scail kept looking at me and I met his gaze head on. He smirked at me slowly and my heart started to beat faster.

If you keep eye fucking him, your eyes are going to get pregnant.Remi’s voice floated through my head and I burst out laughing and I pushed her into the pool. She came back up sputtering before using magic to pull me in after her. We laughed and splashed each other while the guys shook their heads at us. While the guys entertained themselves, I pulled Remi into the waterfall grotto and kissed her. When our lips touched, it may have been the wine, or the fact that we haven’t had time alone in a few days, but fuck if I didn’t see stars. I groaned as I pushed her back onto the seating inside.

She sat in front of me, my head right in front of her thighs. Before she could react, I reached up and pulled her dress over her head, leaving her in her underwear, before I pulled my dress off the same way. I ran my hands over her breasts and caressed her sides and abs, following the path of the new patterns on her skin. She took in a shuddering breath and let out a low moan, her skin as sensitive as mine. Tugging her thong off and throwing it to the side, I brought my face up front to her freshly waxed center. I didn’t know what to do really, but I figured I knew what I liked so I'll just do that to her, so I grabbed her ass and brought her closer to the edge and pressed a kiss to her clit as I opened her legs wide, putting them on my shoulders. Her hands wrapped around my hair, as she let out a long moan, while I sucked her clit between my lips and swirled my tongue around, occasionally flicking it while gently nibbling on it. She tasted like the wine we had been drinking. I moaned and she gripped my head harder as I took my hands and wrapped them around her waist, settling in closer, completely taken in by her sounds of pleasure.

“Fuck, Hudson, yes baby, yes, right there. Fuck, that’s so good, yes!”

I dragged my tongue from the bottom to the top, continuously dipping my tongue inside of her tasting her. Damn, she was amazing. Groaning, I came back up and sucked on her clit alternating between light and hard pressure until I felt her thighs tighten around my head. She screamed when I wrapped my lips around her clit and picked up my pace, as she came.

“HUDSON, FUCK!”

I licked and tasted her until she stopped shaking before I unwrapped her legs and licked my way up the dips in her abs and swirled around her nipples, taking them in my mouth, her breath hitching before I came up and pressed a kiss against her lips, our tongues rubbing against each other, tongue rings teasing. Our hands roamed and caressed each other, bringing each other to the brink and falling over the edge a few more times before we left our little cocoon of paradise.

When we finally came out, the guys were gone, and we went back to my room and lost ourselves in our shared pleasure for the rest of the night.

I wokeup to Xena pawing me,Wake up. You must eat and train. Cerberus told me he feels danger coming. We must be strong.

I groaned, and rolled over to look at her, “Your speech is a lot better now. You think it’s’ because we are across the Veil?”

“Yes,” Remi said, yawning and pulling the covers over her head. I chuckled. “She is going to get stronger too. When you are across the Veil you are closer to the core of your magic; no longer dampened by being on the mortal side, you both should be stronger and more in-tune with your magic and your connection.” She sounded muffled under the cover, but I heard her just fine. That must be what that Unseelie guy was talking about, that I hadn’t crossed the Veil but I was already stronger than he anticipated.

“Wait, what do you mean danger is coming?” I asked Xena, and Remi sat up and looked at her curiously.

Something doesn’t feel right. We must train, we must be strong.I frowned.

“She said Cerberus told her danger was coming and she said something doesn’t feel right and that we have to train and get stronger.”

“Familiars tend to be more connected to everything around them, being animals, they pick up on things that we may have missed.” Seconds later there was a giant fucking snake in our bed, and I had to stop myself from screaming. Remi laughed while she had her private conversation with her familiar.

It was too early for this madness, but I got up and trudged into the bathroom to shower and handle my morning routine before I came back and threw on my workout gear. When I came back out, Remi was in the room dressed in her gear too, her hair still wet.

We made our way downstairs to the kitchen, “Ceri told me the same. It would make sense. I’m sure Nici knows that you crossed the Veil, which means she is probably prepping herself to attack in whatever capacity. I let the guys know- Ceri and Xena are right, we need to train harder and be prepared for everything possible.” I nodded, knowing that if I opened my mouth, I would have nothing constructive to say other than that bitch needs to die.

I busied myself making protein shakes, eggs and bacon for everyone. Remi and I hummed along to the music I had playing in the background while we filled plates and took them to the table. The guys were already on their way down the stairs and I put cups of coffee down next to their plates. I set the table for seven, feeling Scail close. Right as I was coming back with the last cup, I felt arms wrap around me.

“Someone needs to really go into your closet and replace all of these fake workout clothes, that can double as lingerie, to something that covers you up, head to toe.” Zane grumbled into my neck. I laughed at him.

“I agree,” Hunter yelled from the table. I shook my head.

“Fuck you, fucking fucks- you touch my shit I’m closing up shop and you will never get some again.”

“Woah, woah, lets’ not threaten diabolical shit here! Baby girl, blame them, I’m but an innocent bystander in this brotherhood,” pleaded Ryder with a note of laughter in his voice.

“Suck up,” Zane and Hunter grumbled at the same time. Ryder scoffed at them, “I’ll be a suck up, who’s getting sucked off. I can be happy with that.” I laughed and went to the table and gave him a kiss.

“Because of that, you can get your Kindle and chill date tonight,” I winked at him and laughed when he flipped off the guys at the table. Scail observed the dynamics at the table with a smirk on his face. I wonder where his personality will fall in this group. He was sarcastic, funny, endearing, dangerous, quick, and lethal. He was pretty much a combination of all of us in one sexy ass Fae body, and I wanted to lick him. As if he knew what I was thinking he caught my gaze and licked his lips. I squirmed in my seat, trying to avoid the urge to jump over the table and fuck him senseless.Stupid horny, vaginal bond.

Everyone settledin and ate quickly before we headed to the training area. We walked in just after dawn and the area was filled with warriors in various states of training. I smiled at the dedication and I walked in there owning the place and headed to the punching bags and equipment to warm up. I wrapped my hands and turned on some punk rock music on my headphones and started to stretch. In my own world, I took a step back, took a deep breath and did a front flip without using my hands and started to punch the bags in a series of combinations. I crouched and swept my leg out low, pivoting on the ball of my foot before moving around the bags. I loved when the bags were formed in a circle to mimic multiple opponents. It works out every muscle when practicing and helps to sharpen your peripheral vision.

I breathed deep as I round-housed one bag while flipping and using my other leg to kick the bag next to it. I did a series of kicks and punches before stepping over to the weapons wall next to the bags and grabbing two sparring sticks. I was completely obvious while I worked; nothing else mattered but making sure I was in the optimal training condition. Xena’s warning ringing in my head, I twirled the sticks in the air, gauging their balance before spinning one behind my back while using the other to hit the punching dummy in front of me.

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