HERS

Chapter 18 Kenzo Atallah

Chapter Eighteen

KENZO ATALLAH

The frown on my face couldn’t be hidden if I wanted it to as we walked toward the ends of the Kismet packlands.

We had no idea where we were going. We were just going in a direction, adding to my aggravation.

My bear was trying to reassure me that everything was going to work out, but I couldn’t help the worry that lingered.

I was aware that Bellamy and Bellum were two different shifters.

Bellum was completely different. For lack of better words, she was a hoe.

Sex was the only thing Bellum truly cared about.

Obviously, Bellamy was nothing like Bellum.

However, Bellum came from Bellamy. She was the darkness put inside of her.

I felt like Bellum’s hoeness had to come from some part of Bellamy.

I couldn’t help but worry that some of Bellum’s hoe tendencies were left behind in Bellamy.

I mean, the way she sucked our dick like a pro with no experience?

Don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t complaining about my mate knowing how to pleasure me, but my mind couldn’t help wondering “what if.”

Bellamy isn’t Bellum.

I hear you, I grumbled to my bear. He wasn’t as worried as I was. He seemed to be okay with Bellamy wanting to go see this shifter.

“Hold up,” Cree said with his arm stretched out, stopping Halo from moving forward and halting Bellamy and our steps.

“What’s wrong?” I asked while picking up on the creaking of branches on the forest floor.

Cree nodded his head ahead of us. Looking in the direction Cree pointed, I could make out two dark figures coming in our direction.

I pushed Bellamy behind us, and Cree did the same with Halo.

We prepared for the worst, ready to protect our mates at all costs.

The closer the figures got, the more we could make out the familiar faces.

Confusion filled me as I looked at how disheveled Millan looked.

“Hendrix? What the hell is going on?” I asked, concerned and forgetting all about the issues between us. His mate Millan looked as if she’d just come from a battlefield.

“Please, Kenzo. I come in peace,” Hendrix spoke while pulling his mate deep into his side. “I couldn’t do it,” he said while peering down at Millan. “I love her too much.” Tears made Hendrix’s eyes appear to be watery.

“Is she okay?” Halo asked before breaking free from Cree. He tried to pull her back, still unsure of Hendrix, as he should have been since he was speaking in riddles. Halo dodged Cree’s attempt to grab her and made her way over to Millan. Halo began looking her over as much as she could.

Hendrix slowly helped Millan sit on the ground so Halo could get a better look at her. Kneeling at her side, Hendrix looked back up at me with desperation in his eyes.

“They wanted me to kill her… Said it was supposed to make us stronger. Strong enough to kill you.” Hendrix looked us directly in the eyes.

“I watched Naheem damn near go rogue after he killed Clair. He cried for days. Then Darius became filled with rage when he took the life of Monice. He hasn’t smiled since.

“Mateo… he’s… he’s a fucking monster. When he took Joy’s life, he didn’t bat an eye. Not a fucking tear in sight. In fact, that sick bastard smiled when all the life left her eyes. He didn’t give a fuck about his mate.

“I stalled as long as I could. I never cared that much about being a part of the council. My dad wanted this more than me. I just went along with this dumb shit, but when it came to killing my mate, I refused. We knew we couldn’t fight them alone.

They’re stronger now. We tried to sneak out last night, but we got ambushed by some nasty-ass chameleon shifters.

There were so many. We got away but not without harm. ” Hendrix looked back down at Millan.

Halo’s hands were glowing white as they ran up and down the length of Millan’s battered body.

“She’ll be okay. She needs to rest,” Halo said after several minutes of tense silence.

She looked over at Hendrix with a peculiar expression before she spoke.

“Who was the Dark Mage they came into contact with?”

“How did you know it was a Dark Mage?” Hendrix sounded shocked.

“Killing your fated mate is a Dark Mage spell. It is not a common spell that any Mage uses, and it’s not common for a shifter to know it on their own, so that means a Dark Mage had to tell you about it,” Halo answered as she helped Millan stand to her feet.

Millan looked a little better than she did initially.

“She’s going to be okay, but she’s going to need to rest before her animal can fully heal her body,” Halo said while looking at Hendrix.

“I never met the Dark Mage. Only heard her voice at times. Her voice… it wasn’t right. It seemed so evil.” Hendrix shook his head.

“Dark and raspy. Almost like your worst nightmare coming to life and speaking to you,” Bellamy said while stepping around us to speak to Hendrix.

“Yeah.” Hendrix nodded his head at Bellamy. “You’ve heard it too?”

“I have,” Bellamy replied, then Halo.

“Me too.”

“Meeny is rotten to the core. Where she goes, destruction follows.” Tiny’s voice came from above. We all lifted our heads to see her slowly descending from above us. “You’ve all heard her and resisted her lies. Fate is pleased.” Tiny smiled once she was eye level with us.

“Who is Meeny?” we asked. No one had mentioned this new being.

“The sister who betrayed Fate and us. She is the reason Teeny is in the Far Plains. Her heart is darkness. Her soul is filled with so much hate that it distorted her outward appearance that was once graced with beauty. Now, it’s as ugly as her soul.”

“She’s working with the Tsar?” Bellamy asked what we were thinking.

“Can evil really work with evil when they both want the same thing? One will eventually realize two can’t win,” Tiny said with a confident smile.

“She came to us first,” Millan weakly spoke up. She looked at all of us. Then she rested her head on Hendrix's shoulder, closing her eyes.

“Who is us?” we asked cautiously.

Taking a deep breath, Millan opened her eyes.

“Carmen, Alexis, Fallon and me. The Mates of the Council. She told us men were weak and said if we killed our mates, we’d have everything our hearts ever desired, but we had our hearts desires- our mates.

” Millan looked up at Hendrix, sharing a look with him.

“We told her no. She laughed at us and told us we’d regret our decision.

I never thought her words held any truth to them.

” Sadness filled Millan’s voice as her eyes closed again.

“Kenzo, we haven’t always seen eye to eye,” Hendrix spoke with his eyes locked on me.

“When Mateo spoke of overthrowing you, I should have said something sooner. I honestly thought he was talking shit like he’s always done.

My mistake was not taking him as seriously as I should have.

For that, I will always have regrets. Maybe I could have saved their mates. ”

“Have no regrets. Everything happens for a reason. While you mourn their deaths, fated mates rejoice because of the life they can bring, for in the Sanctuary of Life, mates can only reproduce when a fated mate loses their life at the hands of their mate. It doesn’t happen that often, so many mates long for the completion of their family.

Three mates' dreams of having a family will come to pass now. What is done for evil, Fate makes good,” Tiny warmly replied to Hendrix.

His face of regret quickly changed to one of understanding. “Fate never fails. I should have known. We have no place to go. Is there somewhere we can stay until Millan is healed enough to travel?” Hendrix asked with determination on his face.

We looked at Cree, and he looked at us like he was asking if we could trust him.

I wanted to say yes. Hendrix looked like he’d been through hell, and he didn’t seem like he was on any bullshit.

However, with all this crazy shit going on around us, who was to say all this wasn’t a trap?

I really had no idea what to say. I didn’t want to risk Cree’s pack if this was a setup.

We shrugged our shoulders. It was his call whether he wanted to allow them to go on his packlands.

“Yes. Come with us to The Sanctuary of Life,” Tiny replied before Cree or I could say anything. “Fate has a place for you to rest.” Relief washed over Hendrix’s face at Tiny’s words. “Come. We have a long journey ahead of us.” Tiny nodded as she floated ahead of us.

Cree and Halo were the first two to follow behind Tiny.

I nodded for Millan and Hendrix to go next.

Then we followed behind them. Bellamy’s hand slipped in our hand to our surprise.

She looked up at us, winking playful. A smile spread across our lips upon seeing our mate be so happy and content with being around us.

“You know I really didn’t like you when we first met,” Bellamy snickered while looking up at me with a beautiful smile spread wide. “But you’ve been growing on me over these last few days... when you aren’t being an asshole.”

“We’re never an asshole when our mate is involved. You can get whatever you want from us.”

“As long as it doesn’t involve another male shifter?” Bellamy teased in a joking voice.

“Correct. We don’t share our mate. You belong to us.” I shot Bellamy a serious expression. There was no joke about that. Sharing Bellamy was out of the question. Any male shifter who got close to her would lose his life if he tried any funny shit.

“You know, I thought you were just a raging psycho before I saw that bird bitch all over you.” Bellamy’s smile quickly turned into a frown.

“I wanted to scratch your eyes out as soon as I laid eyes on you. I’ve never been jealous, but Kenzo, I swear if you ever let another female all over you like that.

..” Bellamy gave me an evil look that said she meant business.

We had to hold in the laugh that was tempted to come out.

It wasn’t that we weren’t taking Bellamy seriously because we were.

Seeing her trying to check us tickled us.

A few weeks ago, Bellamy would have sworn she hated us.

Now, she was making threats about what she would do if we let a female shifter anywhere near us.

“You think I’m a joke.” Bellamy snatched her hand from us before stepping in front of our path and blocking us from moving forward.

She had her hands on her wide hips, and our eyes couldn’t make it past their succulent curves.

Licking our lips, we thought about how good her sugar walls tasted on our tongue.

We had no idea how we lasted this long without completing our mating bond.

Everything about Bellamy made our dick hard.

Her thick meaty thighs, sharp hips, round titties bouncing with every move she made.

Bellamy was like walking sex to us. Even now, when she was cussing us out, we couldn’t even focus on her words because she looked so fucking good, all we could think about was devouring her.

We wanted to lick Bellamy from her head to her toes, leaving her covered with marks from our passion.

Suck on her clit and watch her cum over and over.

Hear her scream our name, begging us to fuck her until we finally relented.

Fill her with our dick. Watch her pussy stretch to its limits to take our entire dick in her gree—

“Kenzo!”

We snapped out of our daze as our eyes shot up to Bellamy’s angry face.

“Huh?” we asked, our mind still foggy.

Through squinted eyes, Bellamy looked at us in disbelief. “You're horny,” she accused us.

“Are we?” we tried to play it off.

“Don’t lie to me, Kenzo. We can feel how horny you are. It’s making me horny,” Bellamy answered smartly.

“You can feel our emotions? Since when?” We were caught off guard because if Bellamy could feel our emotions, it was a sign that our souls were becoming more connected.

She shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. A few days.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I didn’t think it was a big deal.” Bellamy’s eyes went wide. “I mean, isn’t that normal with fated mates?”

“It is, but with us, it’s a big deal because our souls are bonding together. We should be able to mindspeak once we complete our mating bond,” I said as I pulled Bellamy to my side by her hips.

“That’s a good thing?” She looked at me with her eyes glowing green, her arousal slowly beginning to fill the air.

“Yes,” I responded.

We couldn’t resist kissing her succulent lips.

Bellamy’s soft lips became tangled with ours.

This kiss was different. We weren’t rushing because we wanted to fuck each other.

It was more about showing the love that was steadily growing between the two of us.

The feelings, passion and desire that were becoming our love.

The fire we felt burning inside of us with every second we kissed grew bigger and bigger.

We wanted Bellamy in the worst way. She had to want us just as bad because she slipped her tongue between our lips, deepening our passionate kiss.

Our hands pressed Bellamy’s warm, soft body into our hard body.

We wanted her to feel our dick. To see what she was doing to us.

How bad we wanted her. The longer our kiss lasted, the more our desire to complete our mating bond grew.

The desire to become one with Bellamy was becoming harder to resist.

We broke our kiss before the we lost the little restraint we had left.

We rested our forehead on hers, and we both stared at each other with desire on our faces.

“We’re going to fuck the shit out of you once we get back to our cave.

You’ll have our mark on you to show the world proudly who you belong to. ”

“Why can’t you fuck me now? I want you so bad,” Bellamy begged, purring as she pressed her pussy into our hard dick.

“Soon, my mate. Soon. I promise I’m going to make you cum until you pass out,” we moaned sensually in her ear as our hand squeezed her pussy and her juices leaked through the seat of her shorts.

“Kenzo…” Bellamy moaned as she ground her pussy on our fingers that were becoming drenched from her pussy.

“Baby, I need you to stop. I promise I’ll make it up to you. Now isn’t the time. We have to catch up to the others.” We damn near begged Bellamy to stop because if she didn’t, we weren’t going to have the strength to resist her anymore.

Bellamy let out an aggravated sigh. Begrudgingly, she backed away from us. With a frown on her beautiful face, she snarled up at us, “Let’s go.” Bellamy rolled her eyes, then stomped off in the direction the others walked off in.