+CHAPTER 13+ Amber's First Born

Amber woke up to an empty bed. The cold sheets indicated that her mate left a while ago. The lycan was not where Amber wanted him.


Grrrhhh...

Amber just wanted him to be the first thing she touched in the morning but No! The king just can't keep his butt in bed while he waited for her to woke up or at least he could have woken her up with a lingering kiss on her cheek. Amber would have done it if she woke before him.

Amber rolled on her front and sighed dreamily. Even the idea of the warrior king kissing her fluttered butterfly in her stomach.

But Amber was already getting tired of this mate shit. The Goddess didn't say that Amber needed to work this hard to make this work.

But on the bright side, Amber was not fatigued anymore. Her mate had lulled her into sleep. She had a peaceful sleep after so many weeks. She was healed and as good as new.

Amber closed her eyes in annoyance, men were really stupid! They didn't know how to please a woman, even when the woman herself was giving them a clear indication of what she wanted. And they say women are complicated, bloody hypocrites.

Amber wanted no ordinary lover or mate, she wanted a fucking storm. She wanted endless conversations at 4 am. Amber wanted madness, passion, and simplicity from her mate. She wanted him to have her back. To love her without any limits. And she wasn't willing to settle for anything less.


Darach has the ability to make her body shiver from a distance, by just his single feverish gaze.

Amber just needed her mate to hold her in his arms when she woke from her beauty sleep but then again the lycan king can't keep his ass in one place for a long time.

This has to change. . .

They both needed some ground rules to make this work. Amber climbed out of her bed to hunt her mate down and drag him back to their bed.

Their bed~ Even the sound of that made her smile.

Mumbling to herself when she entered her kitchen, Amber's sore mood instantly turned into a happy one when she watched her mate in all his glory, making food in her small kitchen.

Her jaw dropped. 

His chest was bare, leaving the rock hard muscles on full display. His brow furrowed, watching the pan on the stove with concentration or more like in frustration.

The sun rays coming from the window gave him a Godly look when they fell on his body. He was wearing the sweatpants she had arranged for him. Amber's kitchen was not very big or lavish. It was a small kitchen with four stools made of black stone. Nothing fancy.

Then again, Amber didn't get her current position by being flashy. She had an attitude of a Queen so her lifestyle didn't matter because at her funeral no one was going to comment on her lifestyle.

If everything went right then they were going to talk about how she was a calculating, ruthless and fierce Queen.
Because anyone who dared to steps out of line in her Queendom was knocked back with the force of her will—or the flicker of her fingers.

But this lycan had the power to turn Amber into a puddle just from a single glance. It was clear that he didn't know what he was doing and he probably never had to work in a kitchen before but for Amber, he was trying.

Even though the eggs on the pan looked a little burnt but Amber had eaten worse food so that was not a problem for her but the ache in her lower region was definitely going to be a problem for her.

Nothing can turn Amber on like the sexy lycan king cooking in her small kitchen.

Suddenly a very naughty thought occurred to Amber.The king was her own personal human or wolf. Never mind.

She can do whatever she wanted to do with him. As if sensing her presence the king looked up from the pan to where she was standing. 

Their eyes met, deep blue to her flames. Amber boldly walked towards him, standing on her toes she pulled his face towards her by snaking her hand behind his neck.

Their lips a breath apart. "Next time don't leave me alone in bed. I want your hands around my body, holding me close when I wake up." Amber whispered seductively.

The king gazed at her lips his eyes flashing golden. Amber was clearly enjoying the effect she was having on him. She loved the way his eyes were flickering from blue to golden. She loved how she was making him lose composure.

Their breaths were mixing together, Amber pulled her tongue out and licked her dry lips. Her nipples stiffened, warmth pooled down her core. When the king sniffed the air clearly scenting her arousal, his eyes flashed brilliantly golden. 

That was the moment when he smashed his lips on hers. His soft lips moved with a passion against her dry ones. His one hand was grabbing her ass while the other was in her hair, keeping her head in place.

He was brutally passionate about their kiss, Amber's toes curled when an approving growl escaped from the king's chest when he entered her mouth. 

Dark Gods!! He tasted so good~

A flashback of his tongue on her core came in her mind, the same tongue that was now busy in exploring her mouth. The thought made her dripping wet.

She was already having a hard time breathing while it looked like the king had just started. The fucker sucked all the air out of her damn lungs. He was kissing her with urgency, like a starved man who got his hands on his favorite food after centuries.

Gosh! Amber was having a hard time keeping up with him. The king buried his face in the crook of her neck after Amber pushed at his chest to catch her breath. Amber's legs felt like jelly, her heart frantic and mind in a fuzzy haze.

At this moment Amber realized that why every girl wanted to be mated to a lycan before their fall. All the rumors about the lycan's sexual drive were very much true. And the lycan embracing her at the moment was living proof of that.

Dark Gods bless him for giving her time to catch her breath because if he didn't stop, Amber was sure she was going to faint. Even now when Amber was out of her breath the king looked like he wasn't even a little bit affected.

What the fuck just happened!

That was Amber's first kiss, the king was the first one who ever claimed her lips. 

No man was ever allowed to claim her lips because she had never let it happen. For Amber, kiss on lips was a big deal ever since she watched humans kissing each after exchanging vows of loving and staying loyal to each other for an eternity.

Amber never kissed someone because she had saved it for someone special. Someone who will stay with her when the whole world will walk out.

Now that the king had stolen her first kiss he can't leave, Amber won't let him leave. The king didn't know that he had just signed a lifetime obligation of keeping up with her crazed ass.

'Or maybe you're falling for him.' A small voice echoed in her mind but Amber ignored it.


"You better tell me your name your royal highness because I think I have a right to know the name of my mate who had just stolen my first kiss." Amber said, gently biting his ear. 

"Darach." The king replied, pulling his face out of the crook of her neck. "My name is Darach, Darach King." He repeated more firmly.

The left side of his lips curved upwards, almost in a smile. He looked at her with laughing eyes. He traced his thumb on her swollen lips. The bastard pretty much looked pleased with himself.

He gazed at her as if seeing her for the first time. The possessiveness and love in his eyes scared the shit out of Amber. But that didn't stop her from wanting more. 


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Darach can't believe what he had seen just now. In the peeks of passion, his mate's eyes flashed, they fucking flashed goldenly! 


Darach can't believe his luck. His wicked little mate was a lycan. He had seen a glimpse of her beast. She had an inner beast just like him. 


Just like him~


That explains so much. No wonder she was able to throw him in the wall just by a single kick and he stupidly thought that she might be a witch for being that strong. He was such an idiot. A dumb idiot.


If Darach died at this moment, he would definitely die as a happy man. After centuries he had found his mate and if that wasn't a blessing enough, the Moon gave him a female lycan as a mate.

After centuries Darach felt blessed.
He felt like he had a purpose to live. A future to look forward to.


If Connor knew about this he would definitely call him a lucky bastard. Darach smiled at his thoughts.


Amber was all the things he wished for. She was smart, strong, bold, in short, she was everything he ever wanted.


Darach sent a small prayer to the Moon Goddess for not making her a witch. He can accept any specie but witches were a big 'No' for him. His biggest fear was of Amber being a witch but now every doubt was cleared. His mate was not one of those evil, heartless bitches.


Darach's chest filled with pride. His mate was innocent, nothing like those vile creatures. He was the first man who ever claimed her lips. 

Her full soft lips~


The feel of her body against his~


Dear Moon!! It had taken everything in him to leave her alone in the bed. But he wanted to make things good between them after his yesterday's fucked up stunt.

Although he had no fucking clue why he was trying to cook for her because mostly males ran in the woods and hunt food not cook, it was one of the female duties. But then again he didn't want to leave her alone so he thought the eggs will do fine for now.

He will introduce her to his traditions and ways later.


After all, he was the sole person responsible for hurting her. He can still see a faint healing outline of the bruises on her face. Guilt clawed at him for hurting his soulmate. The soulmate whom he was born to protect and provide.

Darach was pulled out of his thoughts by his mate's melodic voice.

"So listen Darach, as we have already established that we are mates so from now on you're not going to leave my house without me and if you're going out you will take me with you and all the time we are out you have to hold my hand and after specific time intervals you have to kiss me either on the lip or on my head." Amber smiled at him sweetly while she laid her rules to him.

When she arched her brow in silent question Darach nodded his head in yes. He didn't have a problem with her rules.

"And once you fall head over heels for me you can claim me with those brutishly passionate ways of yours. And if I caught you cheating on me, you'll be out of my life before you blink those thick eyelashes of yours. Are we clear...?" Darach looked at her with bulging eyes. Amber had literally given him a speech in one breath. He was having a hard time taking notes of what she had said to him.

He looked down at her, most women wouldn't even have dared to even look at him in the eyes but not his mate. she was so small that she didn't even reach his chest.

And the confidence and the bossy attitude that she had used to explain her rules for their relationship had left him in shock. Darach can't help but feel proud of her but his hands still twitched to turn her over his knees and spank the daylight out of her.

After all, lycans were dominant creatures and Darach was their king. In short, he was more dominant than any other lycan alive except his Mighty Uncle, The Rightful King. Darach thought bitterly.


At this moment Darach realized that his mate was a dangerous woman. Because there was nothing more dangerous than a woman who knew her worth. And he can tell that Amber was an independent woman and taming her was going to be one hell of a job.


A thought occurred to him. If his mate was laying her rules in front of him then it was probably a good time for him to ask the questions that were bugging him.


"Who is that demon to you?" Darach asked bluntly.


She gazed at him with stars in her eyes. Not the reaction he was expecting.


"You look so cute with that possessiveness of yours!" She pulled at his cheeks. Darach's cheeks turned a dark shade of pink.

His mate was treating him like a small kid. Her ways of showing affection were a little embarrassing. It was like she didn't see him as a big bad wolf that he was. Hell, she wasn't even a little bit scared of him, not that he wanted her to be scared of him.

"And there's no need to get your underwear in a twist. Rome is like a child to me and as you already know that I'm keeping you so you have no other option but to accept him as your firstborn." She gave him a sympathetic look.


"My firstborn..?" Darach squealed.

"Yesss! Your firstborn and don't you dare raise your hand on anyone around here because I don't want you to be kicked out of here by the Queen." Darach looked at her in surprise.

She was saying that she was keeping him as if Darach had given her a choice in this matter, ignoring this Darach asked the first question that came in his mind.

"How old are you? And who the hell is your queen?" Her inner beast was weak so naturally, Darach assumed that she must be young but If she considered the demon as her child then she must be older than she looked. Darach was having a hard time wrapping his head around all this information. 


"Hey, don't you know that it's rude to ask a woman about her age." Amber scowled at him. "And don't use that tone when you are talking about the Queen because she knows everything that happens in her Queendom. And she won't hesitate to enlighten you about your status here if she heard you disrespecting her. But I can make her give you a permit to stay here with me... So don't worry about that. I'm the Queen's favorite person." Amber gave him a beaming smile as if she had found the solution to all of their problems.

Queendom~

"Queendom? Who's the king here?" Darach asked confused.

"That depends..." Amber said while rolling a strand of her hair over her dainty fingers.

"On what?"

"On the fact that how the Queen's new relationship goes... If her man messed up his chances with her than she had to go on without him. No matter how much she wants to keep him. You know finding a loyal man is more difficult these days." she sighed, shaking her head in disappointment.


"You seem really close to the Queen." Darach observed.

If this land was ruled by a Queen than she must be strong enough to keep everyone in line. And Darach had a suspicion that his mate got this feisty attitude from the Queen herself. 


"She's the only person I can trust. She's the one who always got my back." Amber replied nonchalantly.

"What's her name?" Darach asked not dropping the subject.

Darach looked at her mate who was now in deep thoughts. After blinking her eyes repeatedly, she replied.

"Eva, her name is Eva. Enough talk about the Queen. Tell me something about you. You're really strong to make it up to here or you must be mad enough to enter the wastelands. Most people would have died out there in the wastelands. You must be searching for someone dear to you to make it up to here alive." Darach can see a flicker of concern in his mate's eyes as well as an underlying suspicion in her tone. Darach had a feeling as if his mate was testing him.


"I'm glad that I took the risk. If I didn't enter the wastelands I would have never known that I have a wee little mate hiding in the wastelands." Darach caressed her face with the back of his fingers. A blush crept on her cheeks at his gesture.

"So you came here to hunt your mate? Nothing more?" Amber was looking at him with assessing eyes.

Darach knew that if he told anything to his mate she would probably tell that to her Queen. He searched his memory for anything related to this Queen but came up with nothing. He had never heard of this Queen Eva. But then again he didn't know about a Queendom in the middle of nowhere.

Darach had already seen that Amber was extremely loyal to the Queen. And on top of that, they shared a special bond. Maybe if he told her about his sister and the missing lycans, she will be able to help him in finding them. And after finding them he can take her with him back to his kingdom. 

"Actually my brother and I entered the wastelands in search of our sister and the lycans that went missing from my kingdom. Their mates are devastated, they have searched everywhere for their mates and I'm their last hope. I can already sense a large number of lycans on this territory. It's strange that I haven't seen a single one of them. Can you help me to find my missing people?" A calculating gleam came in Amber's eyes. She looked at him as if seeing him for the first time.


"Your people. Did they go missing? Why would they disappear from your kingdom?" Amber queried.


"I don't know the reason but I will find it as soon as I find them." Darach admitted.

"What if they didn't go missing? What if they simply wanted to leave and to start a life of their own? You came here to find them, what if they don't want to go with you? Would you force them to leave with you? I have listened to some rumors that the Lycans have fallen from grace, is it true? You are their king you should know if it's true or just mere rumors..." Amber asked innocently.

Darach swallowed the lump in his throat. How was he going to admit it in front of his mate that he had no fucking idea what he was going to do? Darach had never regretted his life choices this much before.

If he had fulfilled his responsibilities of a king than he wouldn't be so ashamed to answer his mate today.

Before Darach could reply, the bang on the front door indicated that they were not alone in the house anymore and the emerging figure of the demon and a human proved the point.

A human?

Fan-fucking-tastic!

Darach never could have guessed in his wildest imaginations that he would find a human in the middle of the wastelands. It seemed like Queen Eva had brought all the fractions together in her territory and still, this place remained undetected and unreachable by the lycans that were going crazy in search of their mates. 


A little part of Darach was relieved that he didn't have to answer his mate's questions because he didn't know the answers to her questions. He had no fucking idea that why his people went missing from his kingdom. And he was ashamed to admit it in front of his mate that indeed the lycan's had fallen from grace. Just because of a witch.


Troubled thoughts bombarded his brain. . .


What if his people didn't want to go back with him..? Darach had never thought about it. Would he force them to go back with him as his mate had said? His wee mate had planted so many questions in his mind that he was having a hard time processing them.


Darach was just a king by name. He had done nothing to deserve this title. He had done nothing for his people except for being a part of their downfall.
And he was ashamed to confess it in front of his mate.