The Ivory Queen
Chapter 72

***Aurora’s POV***

Celina and I stop our fighting and put our backs together in a defensive stances. From the trees, a pack of wolves emerge and I relax a little when I realize it’s just the boys and a few soldiers. My heart starts racing uncontrollably, however, when I notice the black wolf standing at Oliver’s side and sense Celina’s uneasiness. Javier’s wolf takes in the scene, completely shocked at our display of power.

Oliver’s wolf looks pissed as it takes in the mess we created. The clearing is full of tree debris and there are ice crystals, piles of ashes, stones, vines and some burning branches scattered everywhere.

“We’re in trouble, aren’t we?” Celina whispers.

“Oh yeah.”

Celina and I get to work cleaning up the mess by putting out the fires and melting the ice. I grow some vines to pick up the debris and make a pile near a tree.

Oliver stalks over to me menacingly and I gulp. It’s doesn’t help that Javier also steps toward us. The sadness in his eyes hasn’t faded. His gaze settles on Celina but she ignores him completely and turns her attention to Oliver.

Celina tries to ease the tension by explaining the situation. “We just wanted to test out our powers. You wouldn’t let us-“

Oliver growls at her, baring his teeth as warning to stop talking. Celina doesn’t seem the least bit fazed, however, and glares back at him. Javier reacts to Oliver’s aggressive demeanor towards Celina by snarling at him.

Before the two Alphas can engage in a full blown fight, I stand between them and hold my hands up to keep them apart. Oliver’s silver eyes spit fire at me but I stand my ground despite the crippling fear I feel in Javier’s presence.

“I know you’re angry so let’s just go home,” I say. Oliver doesn’t move, panting as his anger grows. I lift up a hand to stroke his cheek but he dodges my touch. “Don’t do this! We were just training!” I argue, frustration lacing my words.

He turns around and lowers himself for me to climb on. This conversation was over.

“Oliver-“

I’m interrupted by his cold glare and a warning snarl. I sigh and decide to just shut up and climb on his back. Javier lowers himself for Celina but she walks past him and storms up to Evan, who lowers himself for her. Javier growls at Evan as she climbs on his back, obviously jealous of their interaction and it reminds me of a certain Alpha I was sitting on. It seems Evan just has a way of making Alphas angry. With a single swipe of her hand, Celina hurdles a blade of wind at Javier and knocks him over before instructing Evan to go.

I know Celina is putting on a strong front for everyone else but I see right through it. Being away from Javier is hurting her. I open up our mind link to speak to her.

“Celina are you sure-“

“My mind is set, Aurora,” she replies. “Javier needs to understand that.”

She shuts me out and I sigh. When we arrive at the house, Celina and I wait at the fountain while the boys shift and change behind some trees in the distance. I shift nervously on my feet as I anticipate the fight Oliver and I were about to have. Celina doesn’t seem to be doing any better, Javier’s presence seemingly affecting her. She paces back and forth, furrowing her brows as she thinks.

“You ok?” I ask.

“I just don’t understand what he’s still doing here,” she says absentmindedly. “He needs to lea-“

Celina’s reply gets cut short as Javier comes racing towards us. Celina finally loses her cool and snaps.

“Don’t you dare come any closer,” she warns him as he gets within 10 feet of us. “Don’t. Go home.”

“But I-“

“No! Don’t you get it? I don’t want you here. I hate you! I hate you for all the things that you did to Aurora and all the things you let happen to her under your watch. I can’t be under the same roof as you, understand? Just leave me and my sister alone. Go!”

Every word seems to stab Javier in the heart as he listens to her angry speech. He’s completely defeated. He looks to me for help but I can’t offer any and just stare at my feet. After a few seconds, he finds the strength to speak.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers before turning on his heel to leave.

Celina storms inside the house and I run after her. She collapses in the living room, finally screaming and crying in pain. Oliver and the boys come inside and seeing our state, give us some privacy. I transfer some healing energy into her body to help sooth her pain and she finally stops crying. An omega brings over some tea and I force her to drink it. Filled with warmth, I have Evan take her off to the guest-room to rest her mind and send Rio after them so he can comfort her while I head up to my room to face the big bad wolf.

I walk timidly into my bedroom where I find Oliver waiting for me on the couch. An angry aura surrounds him so I know I have to tread carefully.

“Sit down,” he commands. While his Alpha voice is useless against me, I take a seat at the opposite end of the couch.

“You’re angry…” I whisper and he snaps.

“What did you expect? I told you to never run off without telling me where you’re going but you never f*****g listen! Goddess, you are so irresponsible! Do you have any idea how f*****g scared I was that Tais might have taken you under my watch? I was going mad just thinking of the things she would do to you! I mean do you even think about me when you do these things?”

“I-“

“And then you have the audacity to go to the training grounds when I specifically told you you were forbidden to go there.”

“I-“

“And then you have the audacity to go to the training grounds when I specifically told you you were forbidden to go there.”

This fuels anger inside me. “You can’t forbid me from doing anything-“

“Oh yeah? Watch me. You are never allowed to go to the training grounds. Ever. You so much as poke your nose over there and I’ll lock you in this room, do you understand? And don’t you dare try to use your Royal voice to trick my men into letting you fight or I swear I’ll-“

“You’ll what?” I snap. I get to my feet, my palms lighting up in flames. It doesn’t seem to faze Oliver.

“Put them out,” he snarls, getting up from the couch and stalking over to me.

He towers over me menacingly but I refuse to give in and instead make the flames bigger. Reyna is furious. No one tells her what to do.

“You can’t make me.”

His eyes switch to silver. “What did you say, princess?”

Uh oh.

My confidence flies out the window with Michael’s presence and I cower back in my seat.

“What did you say?” He snarls and I let out a small squeak.

He grabs both of my wrists in one hand and pins them over my head, the skin contact between us turning off my flames in an instant. He lifts me up with his free hand and I wrap my legs around his waist to steady myself. Michael then walks over to the bed and throws me on it.

“You might be my Queen but that does not give you the right to do as you please. You are my mine!” He growls before smashing his lips against mine and kissing me forcefully. His fingers grip my hair and pull a little, making me gasp and allowing him to slip his tongue inside me.

I fight against him but it’s useless. Reyna is purring in my head and his k**s is turning my mind to mush. Before I know it, my leggings are torn off, my black panties the only barrier left to protect me. Michael’s hand slides over my cunt and massages it harshly. I hold back a m**n as he starts working his hand harder, the friction making my body tingle in pleasure.

He pulls back from the k**s and his fingers push aside my panties. I tremble in anticipation before he slams a finger inside me, making me cry out.

“Who do you belong to?” He asks, moving his finger slowly but with force. His silver eyes are full of l**t and dominance. He’s in control.

I don’t answer, too focused on the finger driving me crazy. His thumb finds my clit and starts rubbing it painfully slow.

“Who do you belong to?” He growls.

“Y-you,” I m**n, arching my back and wriggling my wrists in his grip.

“Who. Is. Your. King?” He snaps, slamming his finger inside me with every word.

“F**k…. I-it’s you,” I pant, completely at his mercy. “Please… Faster!”

He slips another finger inside and starts thrusting faster. I m**n and cry out as I near my release when he suddenly pulls out and stops rubbing. I whimper in frustration, upset to be robbed of my o****m. I manage to free my hand from his grip and try to finish myself off but he grabs my hand again, pining it back at the top of my head.

“Please!” I whine.

“I’ll give you what you need if you promise not to train again.”

Now I’m pissed. Who the f**k does he think he is to do this to me?

I break free from his grip and sit up on the bed, pushing him away from me. “f**k you! Don’t talk to me. Don’t even touch me. You and Oliver are sleeping on the couch tonight,” I scream.

Michael doesn’t seem to like my response because before I can stand up from the bed, he wraps an arm around my waist and throws me back on the bed. He then rolls me onto my stomach and pushes me up on my knees on the edge of the bed with my a*s in the air. At the same time, Michael grabs my wrists and pins them against the small of my back with one hand. He tears my panties to shreds and I whine.

Ugh! Did he have to rip them? These were really cute!

I feel his hand grip and knead my a*s cheeks. Suddenly a pleasurable pain radiates off my right butt cheek and I m**n.

Did he just spank me?

I feel it again on my left cheek and I’m practically dripping down my thighs. I get a few more spanks before his fingers once again slip inside me and f**k me hard.

“Michael…” I whimper. “You son of a… f**k yes…“

Goddess, he feels so good, I can’t even concentrate anymore. I’m furious but I also want him. His soaked fingers rub my juices around my clit and I lose my mind, craving my release. My body trembles when I feel the tip of his rod tease my entrance, sliding up and down my slit. I whimper, wanting him inside me so bad.

“Mine,” he pants before he releases my wrists, grips my h**s, and rams himself inside me.

I cry out as he starts to pump himself inside me harshly and unbelievably good. I curve my back up to give him better access and prop myself down on my elbows, my arms no longer able to support me as he pounds into me from behind. He hits my g spot in a single thrust and a burst of pain and pleasure explodes inside me.

“Please, just like that!” I scream and he complies, hitting that spot over and over again with quick and hard thrusts. I’m so close and start clenching down on his c**k, wanting him to stay inside but he only lifts his leg on the edge of the bed and thrusts harder.

My knees feel like they’re going to give out as I tremble uncontrollably. I bury my fingers in the sheets to hold myself up as the sound of slapping skin fills the room. In a matter of seconds, I start cuming, long and hard all over him, driving him over the edge. I let myself fall forward and bury my face in the sheets as my o****m rips through every cell in my body.

“f**k, f**k, f**k,” Michael hisses, tightening his grip on my h**s.

I know there will be bruises there tomorrow. His strokes become animalistic until he reaches his own climax and he empties himself completely inside me. We ride our high a while longer before he hardens once more.

Michael chuckles in amusement when I gasp as he starts to thrust once more even harder than before, hitting my back walls with every stroke.

“Oh goddess, Michael yes!” I m**n, knowing my release was close.

I feel him lean over my back and brush away my hair before he bites down on my mark. My visions blurs with tears and my chest tightens as yet another o****m ripples through me, the aftershocks turning my legs to jelly.

He pulls out and lifts me up so my back is to his chest and my knees are still on edge the bed. He licks and k****s my neck, his hand making its way underneath my sports bra to pull and pinch my throbbing n*****s. I m**n, my breaths quickening at the sensation of his touch. I slide my hand down to his d**k and wrap my fingers around him, tugging and pulling gently. He hisses in pleasure in my ear, but pulls my hand away and places it on my p***y instead.

“No, baby. We were in the middle of something, remember?” He whispers, nibbling on my earlobe. “Goodbye Princess,” he chuckles as he gives control back to Oliver.

I finally catch my breath and turn my head to see two beautiful blue eyes staring back at me.

“You okay?” He asks with a smirk. He stops his assault on my breasts and k****s my shoulder.

“I hate both of you,” I growl and free myself from his arms. “Those were my favorite panties!”

He bursts into laughter as I turn around to get off the bed. Much to my annoyance, he pins me to the bed, climbing on top of me.

“You enjoyed that, don’t’ lie,” he chuckles and I hate that he’s right. It was amazing. He gives me a soft k**s on the lips. “I love you, Aurora. I don’t want to have to control your every move but you’re so stubborn. You don’t listen.”

“I know,” I murmur. “I’m sorry for leaving without out telling you, but you wouldn’t listen to my reasons for wanting to train. You’re scared I might get hurt and I get that but…. I’m so scared something will happen if I don’t learn to use my powers.”

“Nothing will happen-”

“You don’t know that,” I whisper, kissing his collar bone. “Oliver, I want to train so I can learn more about myself. I discovered so much today already. Look.”

I become invisible and his gets to his feet.

“Where did you…”

I reappear in the same spot and laugh at his reaction. He watches in awe as I disappear again and walk up to him. I k**s his lips and reappear.

“See? And there’s more I have yet to discover. I’m not so weak. I can handle the training grounds.”

“I don’t want my men touching you,” he says, shaking his head.

“Then I’ll train against Celina. She and I are equals. I can’t hurt her any more than she can hurt me. And I’ll just spar against females if it makes you feel better. Please, Oliver? Please?”

He looks at me for a second, contemplating what to do and finally sighs out his answer.

“Okay,” he agrees and I squeal with excitement, showering his face with k****s. “But,” he warns. “Evan stays with you during the entire training.”

“Deal,” I say, leaning forward to k**s him.

I’m suddenly pushed onto the bed and Oliver’s eyes darken with l**t.

“I’m not done with you. Michael had his fun. My turn,” he smirks before pouncing on me.

***Tais POV***

“Finally… after 18 long years, the twins are together,” Ira, my sister, says. “I heard the warriors talking about them running off to try to use their powers.”

I smirk at this news, twirling a pen in my fingers. “Have they bloomed yet?” I ask and she shakes her head

“Tonight. All the preparations will be ready tonight.”

I smile at the news. It’s all coming together. “Call the mutt. I don’t want another failure like Erin again. As much as I hate to admit it, these twins are powerful. One wrong move and it’ll all be for nothing.”

“I told you that stupid mutt was useless,” Ira snarls. “Erin ruined everything. We could have already gotten rid of Aurora by now had we not trusted that b***h with such a simple task!”

“Always such a pessimist…” I sigh. “Ira, thanks to Erin’s failure, we opened our eyes to an even better option! We even found ourselves a new ally.”

“With ten times the risk!” She snaps at me and I throw a vase in her direction, missing her by a mere centimeter. She doesn’t flinch, used to my angry outbursts.

I get up from my seat and place my hands on her shoulders. “We will succeed. Now dear sister, get the mutt on the phone. We have work to do.”

Ira glares at me. “I hope you’re right.”