to her wet folds. They joined their bodies under the moonlight and became one.
“I love you Aleksei Troika. You and your fantastic cock. God, I'm going to come from your touch alone. I want us to be like this forever. Don't you dare stop.”
He would never stop. Never stop loving her.
Aleksei howled to the moon, thanking her for the gift of his mate. Other wolves in the sacred circle joined in the call and the forest was filled with the sound of love.
For the final time, Aleksei’s wolf pushed him to mark his mate. It needn’t ask again. He lowered his mouth to her soft skin, thrust his cock deep into her wet, willing cunt, and bit down. Helena’s whole body locked and then spasmed with the first of what would be many orgasms.
I love you, zhin moya. I claim you for my own and now you bear my mark for all to see.
Helena’s wolftress voice popped into his head. I love you too, wolf man of mine. As soon as I come down out of this warm and fabulous place you’ve sent my mind and body, I’m going to bite you right back. Because if I’m yours, then you’re mine and I want everyone to know.
He would wear her mark proudly knowing together they would live happily for ever after.
Epilogue - Nothing Becomes Something
Death.
Despair.
Darkness.
That is all he had known for far too long. Although, he didn’t have a good sense of the passage of time. Not since he’d died. Since he’d been killed. Murdered.
Betrayed.
He hid from the rest of the beasts letting his fur keep him warm, reveling in allowing his tongue hang out to taste the air, and waiting for his wolf to heal his new wounds. These woods didn’t smell right. The trees were too new, the ground too warm, and the small, scurrying animals foreign to his nose.
This wasn’t home. But deep inside he knew this was where he needed to be. He’d escaped the pits of hell, the monsters that lived below who’d used him as a toy soldier in their coming war, then cast him aside when he’d broken.
But once broken, he felt no more pain. Of course, he also didn’t feel pleasure either. His only consuming need now was to destroy the beast who’d betrayed him.
He’d been close. The woman and her mate had almost led the him to the dark one who called himself king.
The wolf he’d become knew what it was to be a king. That word didn’t feel quite right in his mind. He’d been no mere ruler, on a throne, with a crown. He’d been the alpha of alphas, an emperor, the last hope for his people. The last of the Volkov Wolf Tzars.
If given the chance, he would have been a revolutionary.
He shook his head to toss away the cobwebs of his memory. He shouldn’t even have this awareness, consciousness, or remembrances. He was dead. He was nothing.
Not nothing.
My mate.
My savior.
Help me.
The fur on the back of his neck stood up on end. Who had spoken into his head? He narrowed his eyes, scanning the night for signs of demons trying to trick him.
No telltale shadows wavered with their bat like lizard forms. No minions of evil, then. That was either good or very, very bad. If the Queen of Hell hadn’t sent her wyrms after him, it must be either her pawn or her consort.
But no, the voice had been distinctly female. It asked for help from its mate.
A surge of lust rushed through his body as if his heart was pumping pure need instead of blood. How he would like to take this female and give her more pleasure than she could ever imagine, if only she would submit to him.
He would dominate her, protect her, make her his.
The heat of the desire turned to crystals of ice in his veins. He was no one’s mate. Never again would he feel the thrill of having a woman under him. Death did not love and he was death itself now.
Despite the voice’s protest, he was nothing.
In case the voice wasn’t a trick by the inhabitants of hell, he opened his mind unlike he had since he’d been pushed from his former life.
I am not your savior. You must save yourself.
There was no reply to his harsh command so he closed his mind once again, locking it tight inside the shield of the wolf.
Tonight he would rest, heal, and consider the events of the past few days. He was in this strange foreign land for a reason. He’d scented old friends and foes on the wind and could only hope he’d been given the chance to seek his revenge on those that had betrayed and usurped him.
Tomorrow he would hunt again.
Somewhere not far from his hiding spot, he heard revelers mating under the bright moon. They came together in a sacred spot blessed by the Goddess herself. He wanted to watch, be a voyeur, but that world was no longer his.
He didn’t belong there, he didn’t belong here, he belonged nowhere.
Nothing.
Another presence shimmered into the darkness. Not a demon, or any other creature of Hell. This one could not contain its light. It sparkled like a million rainbows on the water.
He growled at the intruder. No one was welcome in his presence.
A man with old injuries of war that had taken one arm leaned against the tree across from the wolf’s hiding spot. It emitted no scent of fear or even caution in the presence of a beast who would happily tear him to shreds and eat him for dinner.
The man chuckled and picked at a leaf. “I assure you, pup, I wouldn’t taste very good.”
Grr.
“I was like you once, you know. Knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt there was nothing in my soul. There was even a girl asking me to save her.”
Your light is not like my darkness.
“Well, not now, you douchepotato. I got the girl and she saved me.” His light flickered as if dancing or flying as he spoke of his girl.
I don’t need saving. I am nothing.
“Ah, but we’re counting on you to be something. Something very important.” The last of the man’s words faded as he shifted into a great dragon with multi-colored scales.
Fucking dragons.
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Acknowledgments
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