Chapter 205
“There aren’t many,” Valentin replied. “Cameras were expensive. Most wolves couldn’t afford them under vampire rule.”
I hummed in reply and placed my chin on his shoulder so I could get a better look at the photo. It was certainly nothing fancy, water damaged in a corner and torn in another. But the three people in it were sharing looks of love so palpable that it made me smile.
Valentin was glancing at my aunt. He had a shy, subtle smile on his face. Despite that, I could sense how much he loved her through how he was looking at her. His hair was cropped short to his scalp, much like the way Maximus currently wore his hair. He had a clean shave, unlike his usual stubble. His clothes looked far more drab than his usual suit and tie. I assumed it was vampire–issued garb.
My aunt, Zahara, was looking at my mother from around Valentin. Her mouth was wide open in a mid laugh. She had the same shiny red hair as my mother. It almost seemed to burst through the photo. A piece was escaping from the low ponytail she had it in and partially covering her face. I frowned when I realized I couldn’t see as much of her as I wanted.
My mother looked like the Queen she was going to become. Her smile was bright and toothy and directly facing the camera. She was grinning from ear to ear. Her unruly red curls were tied back but frizzing out about her head. I snorted as I realized that’s what mine looked like most of the time. She looked defiant and proud. All while wearing the same drab clothing as Valentin and Zahara.
“You all look happy,” I murmured to Valentin.
“We were,” he said back. “One of the other wolves our age had found the camera. We’d spent the night drinking wine that we’d stolen and taking photos. We were drunk and happy despite the world crashing around us. I think that was the night your mother finally proposed the uprising.”
“Wow,” I breathed. I looked at the photo for a moment longer before speaking again. “And now we’re free.”
“Now we’re free,” Valentin repeated. He put the photo back with a wave of his hand. I wondered when I’d be able to command magiks as effortlessly as he did.
“I brought the photo over here with my magiks,” I told him. “That’s why it hit you. I pulled too hard. But it didn’t feel hard to me.”
Valentin hummed. “Interesting,” he mused. “Do you feel more powerful?”
I stretched my limbs out again, wiggling my toes. I felt it once more, the humming behind my skin. The waiting of power wanting to explode from my fingertips. I rolled my neck back to look at Valentin. I nodded slowly.
“Good,” Valentin huffed. “That means were on the right track. And none of the dizziness or delusions?”
I shook my head then rolled up onto my elbows. One hand traced a line across his bare chest. “Though,” I said, quietly. “I’m still in awe that this is real. That your here.”
“I’m here?” Valentin balked. His hand covered mine. He brought my palm to his lips and pressed a kiss to them. “This is my bed, love. I think I’m the one who should be going through shock and awe.”
I giggled slightly then pushed myself up to my knees. I hitched one over the side of Valentin’s hips. His hands immediately came up to hold mine. One slithered up to hold me at the top of my ribcage. Just below where my
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nipple was pebbling out of desire. I ground myself in where his cock was growing hard. He moaned slightly and gripped me harder. My name hissed from between his lips.
“Zora-”
“Want me to make it a little more clear this is entirely real?” I said back.
Valentin nodded with enthusiasm. His grip tightened again as he lifted me before settling me on his rock–hard cock. He slid into me without any effort and I threw my head back in ecstasy.
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