CHAPTER 5 CONFESSIONS

"The barracks which were used for hiding were completely eradicated earlier, even though those pathetic rogues are amateurs in terms of strategic warfare, my daughter isn't....how did she didn't find you?" Sprawled out on a chair in his tent Zion sipped his tea while Rhysand sat straight feeling frustrated from being scrutinized by the older male from head to toe, Zion's eyes following his each and every movement. Rhysand remained quite despite the threatening interrogation. "....Ten years…ten excruciating years Medusa had protected the people from the wrath of us monsters, than comes one miraculous day, a boy like you sprout out from fucking nothingness ready to snatch away my pup." Zion's fingers tightened around the cup, his knuckles holding the iron chair in a death grip observing the boy infront of him. Zion knew that 'Boy' wasn't a word Rhysand could be associated with. With a height 6'6 he easily towered over the Rogue King. The way his muscles strained the white shirt made him look more of an ancient Lycan then a newborn werewolf. He resembled a god but smelt like dangerous death, but a man's observing skills and thinking capacity stretch to an arena this far when his child is not involved but right now Zion left no stones unturned to show Rhysand his place. Something smelt fishy to him like something was totally off about the whole meeting ordeal. "I would never separate her from you. I cannot take away a child from her father." Again despite not being able to feel the strengthening aura of his wolf, the way he spoke was too calm and authoritative than an omega's voice should be. "You are her mate little boy so I am refraining myself from crushing your skull under my foot but always know this... even if a single hair on her head is harmed, I will bury your entire legacy six feet under the earth...alive. I can feel deep in my bones that you are not what you pretend to be but I will know soon....very soon. Don't dare play games with my child, I don't fucking care if you are the god himself I will rip off your intestines and claw out your eyes even if I am taking my last breaths. I know people like you, the conspiracies you weave and the intentions you have. If you want an entertainment go hire a prostitute who would be more than willing to please you but keep your dirty claws off my girl. She is far too good for this world, too kind-" "King Zion" Unfathomable rage filled the golden irises while Rhysand's voice remained eerily calm. "I will protect my woman no matter what it requires ....annihilating an army, slitting my own throat open or dethroning a King." ****************** Medusa's POV "Do you want a blanket? Tonight it seems like it's going to snow." Again the only answer I got was a nod, it has been a week since he started this behavior, his eyes making me feel naked just by the way they stared into my soul with unadulterated passion while his contact with me remain minimal. In his golden irises maybe it was lust that was swirling with desperation but no it wasn't only that, it was something more......much darker, more inciting...promising and sinning. His actions were sweet but the way his muscles flexed and jaw clenched made me shudder as little sparks of pleasure rippled throughout my body. Sitting beside him on my bed, his body radiated the musky smell of oranges and rain making me inhale deeply. "You know you can tell me what did my father said that day?" "Threatened me like every parent should." Again I was expecting a loop of answers not a straight forward and blunt statement. Something ignited in my soul, my father warned him....for me? "His men harmed you, why are you taking his side?" And again a surge of anger flew through me. "I know you both have....differences. And I am aware of his tactics but he isn't entirely wrong, when you change your perception things change Medusa. He observes things most people won't even get a whiff of. He sees behind the exterior of a person and dare I say he isn't a monster." My mind clouded with confusion. I understood the words but their meaning was totally foreign to me. "I don't know..... I lost my dad years ago and now the person in his place is just my King and I am his commander." "You are one of the strongest person I have met Medusa and I will stand by your choices no matter what." "Will you mark me?" I blurted out my eyes widening at the proposition I laid out infront of him without thinking twice. "I-I mean most mates have done that by now." His eyes became angry as his lips came crashing down upon me. His fingers threading my hair as his lips sucked mine without any abandon and mine explored his mouth with ferocious, he soon broke the kiss his jaw clenched while forehead resting upon mine. "I want to say something Medusa." His voice was deep, dominance seeping through it but it was careful. He was always gentle with me....makes me wonder if he can be rough…ofcourse he can. The way he restrained himself speak lengths itself. "What is it?" "The world is a cruel place Medi, there is anguish, pain and above all betrayal. Sometimes lies do destroy the world, other times it saves it from collapsing. You are my soul Medusa, the one person who holds enough power to sculpt me or shred me to confetti pieces and I always want you to remember that. Times may separate us but I am not letting you go...not today, not ever." He whispered like it was a deep secret only meant for my ears. My mind tried to memorize his confessions, to preserve them in my heart when he stopped his jaw hardening. "A constant war rages inside me to clutch you to the warmth of my chest all safe and sound." My insides got all fuzzy and warm his eyes searched mine and his fist opened to reveal out a long golden chain necklace with a big violet emerald stone. "Don't ever take this off princess, it's was mine but now it's yours. You worth more than the moon itself Medusa and I want you to remember that." He cupped my face in his large palms, pulling my body closer. His hands parted my hair to one side clasping the golden jewelry to my neck. "I will remember every word you say." I peered at him through my eyelashes as he kissed my head. "You make me lose my mind Medusa."