Her Forever
(Book 2)- Chapter 65

Jack

I took Rosalie’s bloodied body from the floor. Most of our closest friends and my parents stood at the door, waiting to see what I would do next. Cradling her in my arms like a baby and grabbing a blanket that was still splattered with b***d, I covered her so no wandering eyes could lay on her. Walking out the door silently, everyone parted in the hallway as I walked down to her old room, the room she only spent a few days in before the bond finally took over and she started to trust me.

The walls were still painted the baby pink that she loved, the room had been kept exactly how she decorated it the first few nights here. Her small plants were by the window, the cat bed for her departed cat, and the few old pieces of clothing from her old life still hung in the closet. Looking down at her, unconscious state, who knew we would end up back here in the very room where the bond took over.

Feeling the eyes on my back as I stepped further into the room, you could hear whispers of what they should do. To leave Rosalie and I alone together after almost having a near death experience twice since the short time I’ve known her, or to stay to make sure we both would mentally be OK. Sampson urged me that Marigold was healing her, that she would be alright physically, but no one was sure how she would be mentally. She had witnessed and acted in something no human and hardly any supernatural ever did and that was fight a demon and just in her frail human body.

Looking to my left and giving a quick side-eye to my audience I spoke, “Leave us,” and headed to her ensuite bathroom. Avoiding the bath, since once she would be placed in it she would be bathing in a pool of b***d, I decided the shower was the best. Turning it on, adjusting the temperature so it was just right, I peeled the blanket off her body and stepped in with my clothes on, not wanting to put her down.

I let the warm water run, just over our bodies as the double headed shower rained down on us. The b***d slipped from her body and stained the floor. I gently held her in my arms as I used the soap to wash her hair, condition it and then spread body wash over her. This act alone I felt was more intimate than the times we had made love. I wanted to take care of her body, mind, body and soul.

A few whimpers left her mouth and I quickly kissed her cheek, cooing at her. “It’s alright now, Kitten. I’ve got you. I’m not going anywhere.” Her head fell back into my chest as I turned off the water. Taking a towel, I wrapped her gently, drying her face, arms and legs. My clothes, still drenched in water, I made my way to the bed and carefully laid her down, still wrapped. Not caring if I ruined the room in my wet clothes, I stripped entirely and dried myself.

Pulling the bed sheets back I picked up my still naked mate and put her under the covers along with myself. Immediately, she curled into my body and I held her tightly. Petting her hair, whispering how much I cared for her, sweet nothings in her ear that she craves, I did it. I stayed with her, I didn’t care that Hades was on his way to take care of the body. I was going to stay here with my mate until she awoke. I would be the first person she saw.

***

A few hours had passed and she was starting to stir in her sleep. Little m***s and whimpers left her mouth as she nuzzled into my neck. I started chuckling because her eyelashes were tickling in that one spot I liked. Rosalie’s eyes fluttered open and her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Am I dreaming? Is it really over?” Her eyes brimming with glassy tears broke my heart. Both of our hands found each other’s faces and touched them as if we were both going to fade away.

“It’s over, no it isn’t a dream,” I said huskily.

“Thank goddess!” Her grip became unbearably tighter. It was hard to still fathom my weak little mate before the change now, her strength almost matched my own at times.

“Do you remember what happened, Kitten?” I asked, concerned, pushing her hair out of her face.

“I-I killed her? B***d, so much b***d,” she whispered and gripped me tighter. I hold on, not letting her go.

“Yes, it’s over. You did it, and almost without your Wolf, Love. You are so strong, so strong.” After a few minutes of her regaining herself, processing what had happened she let out a long sigh. I kissed her forehead and rubbed my nose with hers in which she started to giggle. My mate was finally coming back to me.

“I don’t want to do that ever again,” she chuckled.

“I don’t want you to either,” I laughed.

“Oh! How long did I sleep!? The mating and Luna ceremony! Did we miss it!?” Rosalie jumped up, not realizing she was completely naked and her chest was now in my face. I g*****d, trying to hold myself back. I can’t do this now, shit.

“Kitten, you have only slept a few hours, infact, dinner will be soon. You didn’t miss anything,” she sighed and snuggled next to me.

“Good, I didn’t want all that food to go to waste, you should see the cake. It is like 5 tiers high and it has ice cream in it!” I threw my head back and laughed. Only my mate would be talking about food right now.

“Alright, since you are feeling better,” I kissed her lips. “Let’s get dressed. We have an important guest with us at dinner.” Rosalie made a face and looked at the corner of her eyes, thinking.

“Really? Who?”

“Hades.”

***

Rosalie

Jack snuck me back to our room, the room was almost completely bare. Furniture, rugs, carpets, doors and even my favorite fluffy rug was missing. The doors to our room had been taken down and the smell of bleach was in the air. I plugged my nose with my fingers, Marigold had not controlled my smelling ability yet so it was burning my nose.

“Go get dressed kitten, something semi-formal.” I looked in confusion and he patted my butt to get me moving. He had draped me in the large comforter as we had walked down the hall, so I kept the blanket around me and skipped to the closet. If I didn’t have to think about what happened earlier today, I wasn’t going to. I was going to mentally block it out the rest of my life.

Heading to the closet, I picked out a royal blue tea-length dress that flowed effortlessly outwards at the bottom. The top had thin, jeweled silver straps. Putting on my undergarments and then the dress I sat myself in front of the mirror. It was beautiful, something I would have never picked out for myself when shopping. It sat out in the front of the closet begging for someone to wear it though. Continuing to look at the mirror, I laid my eyes on the far right corner. The large piece of carpet missing was beckoning me to look. Closing my eyes I held in my breath and turned. Slowly letting out an unsteady breath I look at the spot. The hardwood floor was staring at me in the face, no longer covered with the white frilly carpet. There were no signs of b***d and no body to be seen.

This exact spot was where I had ripped the beast’s heart from its body. I didn’t notice the few tears trickling down my face until Astrid walked in along with Amanda. I didn’t even have to look to see if they were there, I could smell them. Both of them pulled me into a hug that I never returned. I was going to remember this day the rest of my life. I was able to beat a demon, but the morbid way I did it will always haunt me.

I had put all my fears into that fight, I fought for my ability to look past all of the pain I had in my life. I took every breath, swipe and claw and dove it into that terrible demon that only killed for fun. Astrid sat up straight after hugging my short stature and gave a small smile. “Let’s do your hair and make-up, huh? As much as you don’t want to, we need to let Hades know what happened.” Nodding my head reluctantly they continued with their artistic hands of curling, powdering and painting my lips in the bathroom, the one place where no b***d had touched.

Once I finished getting ready, my dashing Jack stood in the doorway. Black slacks and tie with a white dress shirt. Looking deliciously handsome, he gave me a smirk and held out his hand. Taking it gladly, we walked down the stairs to meet a brooding Lord of the Underworld.

Hades was nothing of what I pictured. He was wearing a three piece suit, fitted to mold his body. His white blonde hair was hanging over his eyes as he looked down at his hands. Rings adorned his fingers as he played with them while he waited for us to join him for dinner. We were to have a private dinner in the East wing dining room, meant for exclusive Alpha meetings.

Sorceress Bodhi was also there, donned in her formal witching attire, all black with her tied up corset. Jack pulled out a chair for me and I sat down. Hades did the same and pulled a chair out for himself at the round table and put his elbows down and held his head on one of his hands. Blowing a piece of hair out of his eyes, looking bored he took this time to speak.

“So this is the little she-Wolf that defeated a demon?” I was silent as he spoke, such dominance he held in the room. Never in my wildest dreams I would be faced with such a person, a god I mean. They were supposed to be Greek tales but obviously that wasn’t the case.

“Yes, Lord Hades, she..” before she could continue, with a wave of Hades’ hand she stopped talking. My eyes never left his and he never left mine. I could feel Jack squeezing my hand. “You mean to tell me, a young she-Wolf, just turned, beat a class 5 level demon? I find that hard to believe,” he scoffed. Everyone remained silent and I turned my head to Jack, not knowing what to do. He wasn’t mind-linking me so maybe I wasn’t supposed to.

“That’s right, you can’t mind link because I know what you are thinking,” he hummed and picked up the ice cold glass of amber liquid. He let it touch his lips for a moment before he drank it all down in one gulp. Dramatically putting it back on the table and catching my gaze he smiled.

“I’m impressed.” Bodhi let out a large breath and Jack gave me a reassuring squeeze. “However, there are a few missing pieces to her story that she told you. Chamunda said she wanted to kill and since I failed to give her a drop of my b***d I couldn’t find her or control her. My own men couldn’t get close to her because they held my b***d and she could detect that small anomaly,” Hades voice grew sad as he continued.

“I created her because I was angry that I hadn’t found my mate. I’ve been given powers to help create things so why not create someone to be a companion, on my rules? Selene took one thing away from me that I cared for so I don’t trust her to give me what I supposedly need.” Hades gritted his teeth in anger and slammed his fist on the table, causing the dishes to rattle. “Taking things in my own hands I tried to create a demon that would be with me. She still needed a choice so I denied my b***d to give her choices and I didn’t control her. Once she was created she was everything I had wanted, beautiful, angelic. The first few days she was like a newborn calf learning to walk and talk, understanding who I was and why she was created. Her powers then started to come in, that is where the problem started.

Chamunda realized she had great power because I leaked some of my essence in her so her soul could connect with mine. Little did I know when I did this, my anger for mates also poured through, thus giving her a vendetta against all who had mates.” Bohdi’s eyes widened at the sudden realization. My eyes softened and I put my hand on Lord Hades’ hand. Jack and Bodhi tensed as I did so and Hades facial features were no longer stern and stoic, but hurt.

“She’s out there you know, your mate,” I rubbed my thumb across his knuckles. It must feel intimate but at this point I didn’t care, I wanted him to know there are people that care about his well being too. “I don’t know your whole story, and I don’t know what happened to your last love but I promise you, when Selene pairs you with your mate it will be the best thing. It will make all the terrible past times not seem as harsh once she comes into your life. It will be like a clean slate. She will love you for you and no one else and never leave.” Jack squeezed my hand again and I let go of Hades. Hades’ gaze continued to look at his hand while he cleared his throat.

“Well, my visit here is done. Thank you for both of your help. I’ll be sure to have Hestia bless both your covens and pack houses.” Before we could object, Hades was gone in the blink of an eye.