Atticus
"Does it feel weird to be king?" Winter asks as we sit in the high council rooms together. The council rooms take over the entire bottom floor of the castle; it's where all witches can come to have their grievances heard and where we enforce our laws. Our laws are not that different from human ones and witches rarely break them. The room we are sitting in now has a long gold table; Winter and my seats are in the middle. The rest of the council sits on our sides, four light witches and four dark witches. The room is split like that also, with half the walls white and the other half black. The floor is the same with a gold line in the middle leading up to our seats. The witches have always been divided but things are changing, I’ll make them change. Mags and Jewels were happy to get back to the castle; it’s much bigger for them and they like the massive waterfall in the royal garden. They drink out of it like it’s their personal water bowl; it used to drive my mother crazy. The council all stare at us with worry and fear. They all rushed to put together a meeting the second Winter put the crown on my head. The power from the crown floats through me, making me feel like I can do anything with it on my head. It’s fucking strong.
What Winter did was crazy, powerful and a sign of who she really is. I glance down at her as she watches me for a response; she is so lovely. I know she doesn’t even realise it, but she is something else to look at. Every time she walks into a room, she demands attention with her beauty and strength. No matter what happens from today, she will always be known as a powerful woman. The prophecy is still bugging me, there’s a lot in it that makes little sense. Winter is dressed like a queen today, thanks to her friend’s help. She has a long white dress, which tightens in the middle and flares out at her sexy hips. Her long, dark brown hair is straight with just the top part up in some plaits.
When I saw her being covered in fire by Taliana, my fucking mind exploded. I tried to flash to her but Taliana had cast a watertight ward around the arena and she had two witches keeping it up. I knocked them both out with Jaxson’s help and then blasted the ward, but I only got through once Winter had killed Taliana. She must have gotten the immune to fire power from me. It’s actually a power I have, most witches do. Winter hasn’t said much about killing two witches today, she just told me she was okay. I hope the guilt doesn’t get to her, but if it does, I'll be at her side because I love her.
"Yes, very weird. I know what my mother warned me about now. The power boost from the crown is strange and a little overwhelming. We need to get you a crown now," I say and she looks away.
"I have one but I can't, not yet Atti," she says. I get how nervous she is. Putting on this crown is accepting my destiny, what I’m meant to be. I never really thought I’d have to take the throne for many years, my mother’s death was not expected. I look around at the familiar faces of the council, the ones who stood at my mother’s side for years. It hurts that she isn’t at my side to guide me, I’m fucking clueless, but I’m going to do my best for her memory. For Winter.
"In time," I whisper and lift her hand. Her sparkling blue eyes lock with mine as I kiss the back of her hand.
"My King and Queen. I wish to thank you for my place on the high council."
The words come from the first male on the witch council in hundreds of years. One of the queen’s friends had been a council member, so there was a space when Winter killed her and I think we need this change.
"It was the right choice," I say and he lowers his head.
"In fact, I want to show My Queen the castle, so goodbye," I say and hold onto Winter's arm as I move us before they say anything. Winter and I have been stuck in meeting after meeting following the fight. The city was out of control, with some of the dark witches not wanting me on the throne. They are currently locked up until they calm down. Taliana’s parents were devastated, which I understand, but I did not condone their decision to try to burn the castle down. Thank god, I was close enough to pull water from the waterfall in the garden and flood that part of the castle. No one was hurt but I had to lock her parents up. The council believes that they will calm down when things settle down. What we didn’t know is how the city has been attacked by demons in the last few weeks. Only groups of ten or so, but they are killing and walking through wards like they aren’t there. Thirty witches have been killed in the last two weeks. We have some serious problems and I’ve called the witch guard to come here in the morning. The witch guard is a hundred witches who protect our city, and I want to know how they let the demons in. Not one of the witches who died was in the guard. It shouldn’t be that way.
"This is my room, well the one I stay in when I have to be here," I say as we appear in the lounge of the rooms I have. It overlooks the whole city from where we stand; it’s similar to the rooms my mother had. They’re gone; Taliana destroyed them all. I wish she was alive so I could fucking kill her again for that.
"Wow, what a view," Winter says, moving away from me and stands close to the window. She turns her head to look back at me, a small smile on her sweet lips. Winter doesn’t even know what she does to me.
"It is," I say looking only at her. She seems to realise this as she smirks at me.
"I'm surprised you didn't show me your bedroom first," she says with a little wink.
"That’s next," I laugh as I walk over to her and take her head into my hands and I kiss her. Winter tastes like every sweet you wanted as a child but couldn't have. I move us to my bedroom and rip her clothes off as she pulls my belt open.
I've waited too long for this, for her, and I know she feels the same way.
I love her so much and I want her to be mine.
When our clothes are gone, I explore every part of her sweet little body with my lips and hands. Loving the little moans she does, and the way she wriggles when I do certain things. I kiss up her soft stomach until we are perfectly aligned.
"I love you, Atti," she whispers as I fill her and she arches her back. Every part of me demands for my magic to mark her as mine, and I don't hold back as I move inside her, she feels too good. I pull out and roll her onto her knees before entering her again. She seems to understand, or my magic is already affecting her.
She moans as I pick up my pace and when I know she’s close, I rest my hands on her back and push my magic into her. The magic I’ve never let out, but have always known, blasts around the room as we both scream out each other’s names in pleasure. The mating magic is designed for just one person and I have always known it, in the back of my mind. It’s meant to guide us to who we are meant to be with, mine always knew it was Winter.
When I can finally open my eyes, Winter is lying on her stomach, her head tilted to look at me with a happy smile. I glance at her back and grin at what I see.
Winters back is covered in marks. My mark is a tree with large roots. The tree is made of swirls that match the other guy’s marks. Winter hasn’t seen my mark as it’s on my back but it looks so much better on her. The tree takes over my whole back but it fits just right on hers.
Jaxson’s wolf is near her lovely bottom and there are twirls that rise to join with the phoenix in the middle. The two angel wings are just below her neck. My tree is in the middle and they are all connected with swirls. The mark moves gently, like it’s alive.
"What does it look like?" she asks me. My lips part with no words as I run my hand over the marks, feeling the slight power from each of them. We are finally all together, like it’s always meant to be.
"Complete," I say and I lean down to kiss her. I spend the night with my queen and complete is the only word to describe it.