Chapter 45: Part 2 The rainbow after the storm

Luka's POV



"You look like you are in better spirits Alpa," Lylah said from behind me as I took the last two slow steps
before I collapsed on my office chair.



"I am. Well, considering that I am still taking my time to walk. But... let's look at the bright side," I
chuckled, crossing my arms against my ribs.



"How can I help?" I continued, knowing that she didn't come just to check on me.



She filled me in with the recent event about the book and the demon that is now back where he
belongs. I exhaled with relief, knowing that we are now safe from that beast.



"Don't be too happy as of yet. We still have more demons to fight," she said looking at me seriously.



"So, do you have a plan?" I asked, having a feeling that she has more to say.



She raised her eyebrows and inhaled deeply.





"Yes. We do. You might not like it, but we need to leave for a while, at least until we get rid of all the
demons that are still lurking around the world," she said stiffening her shoulders.



I nodded and smiled.



"I don't know how to repay you. You have done so much good for our pack and our kind."



She looked down at her feet shyly, holding the demon spellbook against her chest.



"I will ask Max, our taxi driver to take you back to the library. It's the least I can do for now," I told her
lifting my arms for a handshake.



"Melody will remain here with you, so if anything comes up, she can help," she said, shaking my hand.



We both nodded, then she turned to leave.



"Stat safe and good luck," I added as she was about to leave my sight.





Melody's POV



I was quietly going through all the clothes I had recently placed in Jake's wardrobe, leaving just a little
bit of space for his attire. My eyes rested on a military green dress that I have not worn for quite a
while.



"This for sure," I mumbled to myself, taking it out from the wardrobe.



I smiled at it sheepishly, excited to wear it for the date I planned with Jake.



"Ah, you'll look amazing in that," he whispered in my ears as he tiptoed from behind me.



His closeness brought shivers down my spine, causing me to drop the dress to the floor. He turned me
around swiftly and kissed my cheek softly and seductively, then he continued to kiss my nose and lips.



"You are the best thing that ever happened to me. But tell me, why do you colour your hair?" He asked
moving a few strands from in front of my face. I chuckled shyly and shrug my shoulders.





"My natural hair colour is way too common I guess. I don't like common."



He eyed me for a while, then formed a smile.



"Who said you are common? Nothing about you is common. How common is it to find a witch around,
especially a beautiful one like you?"



He winked at me, then picked me up bridal style and gently put me on the bed already removing all my
clothes off of me, ready to feel his skin on mine. My breathing became as heavy as his as I moved my
fingers through his shirt, over his tight abs.



"We have a reservation, remember?" I said, trying to keep up with the tingly feeling every time he
presses his lips against my skin.



Ignoring me, he lifted off his shirt and rested himself over me as he reached for my neck, slowly and
gently moving his tongue down. I shivered under his body, now in full ecstasy, already visualizing what
he will do next. His gaze moved to my exposed breasts as I watched his eyes turn yellow. I knew he
was also feeling enchanted by the good moment that we were having so I didn't dare ask him to stop.
He cupped his hands around my breasts and moved his fingers to my nipples, making my breathing get



heavier than before. I moaned, feeling the movement of his fingers making them harden at his touch.
He grinned as his eyes met mine, feeling confident with what he was doing to me. I raised my head to
reach his soft, plumpy lips as my hand softly moved at his nape. Suddenly I felt my back curve naturally
as I moaned and he took the opportunity to move my body further back to have a go at my thighs which
I parted to give him space to work through. This feeling was better than magic itself. My eyes moved
towards his trousers as I reached for them, ready for more than just kisses. With one motion they were
off him, exposing the rest of his body. I turned him swiftly to rest himself on the bed whilst I took my turn
to touch every inch of his skin until my fingers wrapped around his d**k. He trembled under my touch,
moaning loudly, encouraging me to please him further.



"Ah, what you do to me!" He murmured now turning my back against the mattress.



Without wasting time, he pushed himself into me with one motion and looked at me for a moment
before he continued the in and out motion, making my heart pound heavily against my chest. Positive
tension-filled our bodies as we worked our way to the final stage.



"I can't seem to bring my breathing back," I confessed, chuckling as I rested myself on his chest.



My head was moving up and down with every inhale and exhale he took and noticed he was also
struggling to get himself together. He moved his arms around me in a soft hug, looking at me as he
chuckled softly.





"I could just stay like this forever," he confessed, turning his gaze at the ceiling. I hummed in agreement
as I snuggled against him feeling safe for a short while. My stomach didn't take long to remind both of
us that we had a reservation at cliche restaurant in half an hour so I rushed myself into the shower to
refresh myself and get dressed.



Mei's POV



I held my baby for the first time since he was born, which was now almost a week ago. The doctors
have just removed his oxygen pipe and all the other stuff that was pinned in him. I felt overjoyed to see
him up close, feeling his soft skin against my chest. Tears rolled down my face as I kissed his forehead.



"My baby," I started, "finally in my grasp. I will never let you go! How can I? You are forever mine!" I
whispered as his grey eyes turned towards mine for a split moment before he closed them again.



I cackled as I turned my gaze at the moon, outside the window.



"Thank you, goddess, for being with us every step of the way."





I watched as Luka walked in, slowly, holding against everything close to him.



"Now this is a site I thrived to see! Look at you, mammas! Ah, just beautiful! You deserve this so much!"



He spoke softly making his words feel more sincere as he wiped away a few tears that escaped from
his eyes. I chuckled as I gazed at him whilst he approached me and sat down on the chair next to my
bed.



"I still feel like an old man," he chuckled, placing his hand over the baby's head.



"Who says you aren't?" I teased, now forming a cheeky smile as I looked at him.



He met my gaze and groaned, forming a grin.



"Good thing my mate is just my age," he replied, smiling sheepishly at me.



We chuckled for a while before the baby decided to start crying. I pressed his lips against my bare
breast, giving him some time to adjust himself to feed. Silence filled the room again and I was thinking,



we should take the opportunity to choose a name for him.



"How about Mason?" I started, my eyes focusing on the baby. I heard no reply for a moment, then I
turned to look at Luka that was still thinking of an answer.



"Mason Gerald," he replied after a moment of silence. I smiled knowing that it was just perfect,
considering that his father would be remembered through Mason's second name.



"Perfect," I mumbled. "Mason Gerald Garries."





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