Chapter 22 (Trigger warning)

Sasha (Trigger Warning)
Sasha slowed as she neared the king’s bedroom, forcing Kalani to stop skipping. Kalani glanced at her, raising her eyebrow.
“Are you alright?”
Sasha’s heart started pounding hard and she stopped to lean against the wall. Kalani wrapped her arms around her sister and Sasha immediately began to relax. She hugged her.
“Thanks, sis. You always make me feel better.”
She pulled back to smile at her. “It’s my magic power. Just like your dreams.”
Sasha frowned. “You may be right, come to think of it. People’s moods do change around you.”
Kalani groaned. “I was kidding.”
“You might have been, but I was not. What if that is what you got from our witch side? Like I got my dreams?”
Kalani giggled. “You’re reaching, Aja.”
“Then prove me wrong.”
“How?”
“Walk up to Tiffany tomorrow and make her happy.”
Kalani snorted. “And why in the hell would I want to do that?”
“Because if you can do that to her and she hates you, then you know it was you.”
“You’re not going to drop this until I do it, are you?”
She linked their arms together again. “Nope.”
Kalani groaned. “Fine. I will show you that I don’t have powers.”
She stopped nervously outside of the king’s room. Kalani eyed her.
“Aja, what’s wrong?”
“I haven’t seen him since yesterday. What if he doesn’t want to see me?”
“And what if he wants nothing more than to see you?”
“Lani, he shouldn’t. I can’t keep letting him pursue me. It was a mistake to ask him for a week.”
Sasha’s body began to relax again and she groaned, pulling away.
“Stop that!”
Kalani smirked. “You’re imagining stuff.”
“Whatever,” she mumbled.
Kalani knocked softly on the door, before waiting.
“Enter!”
Kalani threw the door open with flourish.
“Honey, I’m home,” she announced jokingly.
Sasha growled. Kalani grinned at her.
“You have been more growly lately. What in the hell is up with you?”
“Nothing! I’m just… pmsing.”
Aiden approached them and sniffed Sasha. “Your scent is changing.”
She pushed on his chest, but he didn’t budge. She licked her lips.
“What does that mean?”
“That means you are close to being in heat,” he said, testing her.
She flushed. “Stop smelling me!,” she snapped.
He gave her a toothy grin. “No. Tomorrow I’m going to keep you at my side and sniff you whenever I want.”
Her cheeks darkened even more. “Goodnight, Kalani.”
“Night, sis. I’ll see you tomorrow at the rechoosing ceremony. Keep your fingers crossed for me.”
“I will.”
She watched Kalani dart to the door for the adjoining room, before she turned around to leave. Aiden caught her hand and pulled her back into his chest. He tucked her hair behind her ear, smiling. His eyes shifted to black and she gulped, knowing that Mikhail was in control. He pressed his lips against hers, softly and let her go. She dropped her head for a moment, before she jumped into the air and wrapped her arms around his neck. His arms went around her waist as her legs latched together around his. She kissed him again, moaning into his mouth. He growled and she went wild. She began to grind against his hard cock. His fingers weaved through her hair and he pulled her head back so he could kiss on the already heated skin at the base of her neck. She pulled back, panting.
“Aiden… I’m sorry.”
He pecked her lips, softly. “I’m not. Go sleep. This is the last night we will be apart.”
“Are you sure you want me to go back and sleep in Malcolms room? With him in there?”
He let her drift lazily down his body, letting her feel every inch of his muscled figure. He cupped her ass to lift her back up a little, before letting her slide back down him.
“Are you sure?,” he countered. “You smell like you want to stay here with me.”
She blushed. “You feel like you want me to stay.”
“I do.”
“Save that for when we get married.”
Her words hung between them and his mouth dropped open in shock. She let her head drop and pulled away. Why in the hell did she say that? She knew that there was no way they were going to get married. She backed away as he stood in place, still completely stunned. She turned and took off down the hallway towards the beta’s room. She sank to the ground with her body trembling. What was she thinking? She had just given him hope that she shouldn’t have. She just made him think that they were going to be together. Fuck! He was going to get hurt. Fuck! He was going to die and by her hands nonetheless. She just had to keep telling herself that. She sighed. She needed to sleep and regain control of her emotions. She couldn’t go into this next week already crumbling. She stood up and smoothed her dress down, before walking into the room that she was currently sharing with the beta. She glanced around and was happy to see that he wasn’t in the room.
She gathered her things to shower with and quickly set about getting ready for bed. Halfway through her bedtime routine, her head started throbbing and she stumbled into the wall. Her vision swam and a feeling of doom filled her. She leaned her forehead against the door. She broke out into a sweat and she felt her body heat up. She slowly moved to the bed and collapsed on it. She closed her eyes and her body spasmed. Her body began to shake violently, making her head slam into the oak headboard hard. She rolled to her side and vomit spewed from her mouth.
“Help,” she whispered seconds before losing consciousness.
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*She was jerked out of the bed by her foot. She hit the ground and looked up above her. Malcolm’s sneering face glared down at her, before he wrapped his hand around her neck, lifting her up off of the ground. She clawed at his hand and struggled to get away. Something stirred in her mind and she growled.*
*“Let me go!”*
*He tossed his back to laugh. “Nice try, bitch. That doesn’t work on me.”*
*He threw her across the room and she hit the wall. Dust rained down around her and she coughed. Dust flew out of her mouth and she struggled to push herself up again. Malcolm dashed across the room to slam her against the wall again hard, his hand squeezing her throat tightly.*
*“Stop! Please, stop!”*
*He tore her shirt open and her breasts toppled out of the torn cloth. She began screaming and thrashing.*
*“STOP! AIDEN! AIDEN! HELP!”*
*His grip tightened, cutting off her yells and he smirked right before he punched her in the face.* *She slumped forward when her vision went completely black for a few seconds. He let her drop onto the floor, before pulling her pajama pants off. He grinned as he forced her legs open.*
*“My, my, my. What do we have here? No belt. You must want this! I will give you want, slut. All you had to do was ask,” he sneered.*
*He forced his fingers deep inside of her and she screamed out in pain as she tried to crawl away from him. He held her in place as he pushed his entire fist inside of her. Her howl of pain made him laugh.*
*“Keep screaming, cunt. Nobody can hear you. These rooms are soundproof.”*
*She rolled and tried to crawl away again. He grabbed her leg and pulled her back.*
*“You will be mine, whore!”*
*“No. No. I belong to the king. Stop! Please!,” she whimpered.*
*The presence in her mind stirred weakly again and a wave of energy flew from her. The invisible force pushed him back a foot and she kicked out at him. Her foot connected with his cock and he roared in anger. She rapidly moved away from him, her hands trying to maintain a grip on the slippery vinyl flooring. He tackled her, pinning her on her back. He shoved his pants down and forced her legs open.*
*“You are mine!”*
*She felt his cock at her entrance and she jerked her wrists away from his hand to slam her hands into his shoulders. Energy and light erupted from her hands, rapidly moving down her until her entire body was surrounded by an ethereal, shimmery gold light. Malcolm was flung backwards away from her. He crashed through the window, making glass rain down around her. She reached up to touch the light that was creating a shield around her. Multiple shards of glass lay on top of the barrier. Creaking above her drew her attention, seconds before the huge chandelier above her came careening down onto her. Her body pushed another wave of energy out to shatter the heavy chandelier that was pressing heavily down on her energy field, forcing her into the floor under her. The second explosion made the bricks that created the room collapse. The floor disintegrated under her and she dropped. Her head struck a large section of rock and she passed out. Layer after layer of concrete and bricks landed on her body, burying her deeper and deeper with each second that passed.*