Daryn stepped inside the tub and watched her with narrowed eyes. "What is it wife?" he asked.

She shrugged and walked back to the food trays. Her stomach grumbled and she picked up more food.

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Daryn called from the bathroom, "Don't eat everything girl! I am so hungry that if I don't find food when I am back, I will devour you."

"Meh," she replied. "I am sorry but I cannot control the diet of my twins. I have to eat for three, but then I will try to leave some for you." The scent of lamb steaks and pasta in white sauce with extra helping of olive oil tickled her nostrils. How could she leave such a treat? She called him with a mouthful of pasta, "Ou shtay in dere and take a good bath!" When she didn't hear his answer even after two minutes, worried, she walked back to stand in the doorway of the bathroom.

Daryn tilted his head with a smile as if knowing what he did. She stared at him. "What are you looking at Dawn?" he asked, quaking his eyebrow.

Dawn bit her lip. Daryn was a Lykae and a strong one at that. She studied his dark hair with locks falling over his forehead. That strong, muscular jaw and chin made her drool every time. Daryn was gorgeous. She remembered how other women gaped at him in Ixoviya. Some even hinted that it was right to have a contest to possess a male like him. His body was big, bulky and muscular in a way that hinted that he was an immortal. Smooth marble white skin stretched taut over his muscular shoulders, sculpted chest and stomach.

Daryn understood what she was looking at and in a wicked way, he took his thighs out of the surface of water and placed it on the edge of the tub. Dawn licked her lips. Her Lykae possessed crazy muscles out there, made to crush her or straddle her.

In a matter of seconds, Daryn's erection was up under her hungry gaze and it protruded above the surface of water. "Tsk, tsk, see what you have done," he said as if complaining to her. "Now you have to tend to it."

Dawn chuckled. "I haven't done that. It is you who did it. Besides, why didn't you answer me when I called you." She looked at the crown of his shaft again and said, "Besides how could I not look at my gorgeous husband." She started to go.

"Dawn!" he called her.

"What?" she turned to ask.

"What am I to do with my erection?"

She shook her head. "At this moment I can only help you with washing your body."

"I'll take whatever you can give me darling," he said in a husky voice.

"Okay wait a second," she said. When she returned she had wine in her hands. She handed it to him and then sat back behind his back.

When she was rubbing his back, he let out a groan and said, "You are god-send." He sipped on the wine and allowed her to scrub him more. She could see tension knotted in his back. She brought her thumbs between his shoulders and rubbed them slowly. Daryn reveled in under her ministrations. "Either you want me to die or you are seducing me wife," he said, slurring a little. It was easy to see how tired he was. He sipped more wine.

"All I want is to scrub my dear hubby well so that he stops stinking."

He groaned again completely unashamed of his erection. "My body demands your hot lips. In fact I am currently dreaming of your lips on my pulsing shaft."

"In that case you better not think about it, because right now you need a good wash-up." Dawn put her hands in his hair and rinsed them clean. She wondered what he would look like when he would be old. She would hold his silvery white hair in her hands. Then she remembered that he would never get old. His hair would never become white. He was an immortal and perhaps he would live for centuries but what about her? He had once told her she would also live long but she wasn't a pureblooded werewolf, she was bitten…

Daryn sensed the sadness in his mate and he raised his head up to face her. "What is it Dawn?" he asked.

"You once told me that you are going to live for a long time. I mean you are going to live for centuries. How does that work? I mean won't your hair become silvery like they become with humans?" She rubbed his scalp gently.

Daryn took in a deep breath. He gulped the wine down. Last time when she asked him, he evaded the topic because it was difficult for him to accept that she wouldn't last longer than two hundred years. He had told her that he didn't know much about it. But this time he had to tell her the truth. "With most Lykae, their age freezes by the time we reach our mid-thirties. After that we cease to age and our features remain the same. So the answer to your question is that my hair will never turn white."

"Wow!" she remarked. "So how long do you people live?"

"Very long. One of my father's cousins is almost over a thousand years old. Did you see those Shamans? They are much older. They have seen generations after generations."

Dawn nodded as she picked up a mug of water and cleansed his hair. "What about me? How long will I live?"

Daryn's chest tightened. His fingers balled into tight fists and his neck muscles corded. His mind was overloaded with emotions and suddenly the water rippled heavily and slashed on the sides. There was so much power floating around him that he had to release it.

"Daryn!" Dawn shouted to calm his nerves but it was too late. He brought his fists forward and directed the energy to the wall in front.

A loud explosion occurred sending the plaster of the wall flying around. There was a hint of flame in the large hole that was formed on the wall.

Daryn was breathing heavily. "No more deaths. You will not leave me. You will not die."

Dawn was totally bewildered as to what happened. Daryn's natural magic was coming out. His powers as a sorcerer were now showing.

Daryn got up from there, picked her up in his arms and pressed her tightly against his chest. Then he stepped out of the bathtub and went to the bed.

"Eat the food, wife," he commanded her.

Her eyes were wide, not with fear, but with his behavior. It was as if he was turning dark. It was as if he wanted to contain his power, he didn't want it to come out, but he was not able to manage himself.

She nodded and started to eat as he watched her like a hawk. Her body was quivering, and she didn't realize when tears ran down. "Daryn, I am scared."

His expressions softened immediately. He came out of his trance and knelt before her. "I am sorry Dawn," he said and placed his head on her lap. "I am so sorry. I am not able to control my emotions."