Call Of The Dark-Chapter 43 Ailill

?Ailill wasn't a rogue earlier. He was a fae who King Ian trusted. But after the war between the faes and the winged demons, the demons were defeated and they were chased by King Ian to their Kingdom, Kingdom of Zor'gan. And the fae who helped the demons was Ailill. It wasn't Ailill's fault, according to Maeve. She was also interested in ruling over Vilinski. However, she had fought with Ian's father in the battle of Sgiáth Bio and had lost. Terribly. And she was killed.

Ever since she had lost, the goddess was living in borrowed bodies of humans only because of Ailill. She was the one who had encouraged Ailill to become an ally of the demons. However, the plan failed and Ailill was banished.

Ailill was declared a rogue fae and chased to the point that he had to go and hide himself in the Hydra Kingdom of Araniea. Often, he would come to Vilinski to meet his mate, goddess Maeve.

Maeve wanted him to come back to Vilinski forever but that was not possible. So when she met Lazarus, she devised her plan. She was going to get Ailill to rule over Wilyra. And she would become his queen.

There was no human who was able to contain the soul of goddess Maeve.

She had visited a fae hag in Vilinski long back and the hag had prophesied about a girl called Emmalyn who could be her permanent vessel. At that time, she didn't know who Emmalyn was. 𝙛r𝚎𝐞𝑤𝚎𝗯𝗻𝗼𝐯e𝚕.𝒄𝐨𝓂

But when Lazarus came to find her in Sgiáth Bio and spoke to her about finding his mate, Emmalyn, she connected all the dots. She knew that his mate would be able to sustain her magical powers after he claimed her. The only reason was that Lazarus was the most powerful vampire of the Lore. His venom was powerful enough to make Emma so strong that her body would be able to contain her soul forever.

Maeve had lied to Lazarus that it was difficult for her to live so long, at a stretch in Wilyra and that she needed the same environment as she belonged to. But in reality, she wanted to meet Ailill who had also come from Araniea to meet her.

With the help of some rogues, she had bought a small cabin to stay with him. The gold coins she used to buy the cabin were obtained after she sold all the jewelry she made Lazarus buy for her. Lazarus trusted her blindly. And so he spent a lot on her. He loved buying things for her.

Maeve scoffed. The vampire wanted to marry her like yesterday. Little did he know that she had planned all the moves beforehand. This whole thing was like a game of chess for her, and till now everything was going according to her plans. Lazarus didn't know that she would ultimately ditch him.

Ailill came to wrap his arms around her waist as she stood by the window of the cabin and rested his chin on her head. "What are you thinking, Maeve?" he asked.

She was looking at the blizzard outside which had become one of the prominent features of Sgiáth Bio. She leaned against his chest and said, "I can't wait to marry you and put you on the throne of Wilyra. I am waiting for the right time. As soon as Lazarus marks and claims his mate, I will cast her soul out and occupy her body. And then—" she turned to look into her mate's winter blue eyes. A sigh escaped her. He was too handsome and perfect for a goddess.

"And then?" he asked her, his eyes fixed on her lips.

"And then I will marry you."

Ailill pressed a kiss on her lips. "You know how much I hate that bastard! The way you walk on eggshells around him to keep him satisfied is annoying as hell!"

"I have to. But now he has finally found his mate, Emmalyn," Maeve said with a smile.

Ailill jerked his head back in surprise. "Really?"

"Yes!" Maeve chuckled, feeling his excitement. "The best part is that Lazarus doesn't like her at all. Why will he? She is nothing in front of me. I am a goddess and she is a human. He wants to rule Wilyra and that he can do only with me. And that is why he wants to keep her alive until the ritual. I had thwarted all his advancement towards me. Now that he has found his mate, I have encouraged him to use her. It will keep both of them busy and—"

She clasped her hands at her back and walked to the fire burning in the hearth. "And I have my people working in the palace who will goad Emmalyn to be claimed by Lazarus."

Ailill was stunned by the sudden change in situation. He was feeling low that he was again going to meet Maeve without any solution coming to the light and this time he was sure that he had to bring another human or a fae for Maeve. Her current body was deteriorating fast. He came to stand by her and asked, "Who do you trust so much Maeve? You know that the whole palace is full of vipers. I detest Anton. I hope not him!" 𝐟𝓇ℯ𝐞𝚠𝚎𝒃𝑛𝒐ѵe𝚕.co𝚖

Maeve grinned. She brought her wrinkly hand on his cheeks and cupped them. "Not Anton. But someone else."

Ailill's mouth fell to the floor. "Who?" Maeve was brilliant.

"Someone who I can't name right now. But I trust that someone."

He narrowed his eyes. "Have you promised this someone anything?"

"Of course. Without an incentive, no one works," she shrugged. Her spy was going to help her and keep her informed at every step. She had promised a piece of land in Wilyra to the spy.

"You make me want you all the more, Maeve!" he rasped. His hands reached her hips and he squeezed them. "That is a perfect plan! Now no one can stop us from coming back." He picked her up and took her to the small bed in the cabin. He removed her clothes and then launched himself on her breasts. He suckled them with abandon and then went down to her core. "I want you so badly!" he growled and entered her.