I try and catch my breathe along with Demonia as we lay on the forest bed together, naked and wrapped in each other's arms, our bodies are molded perfectly together under the bright sun coming from the gaps of the trees.

I had so much fun today, playing chase with Demonia, it had been a thrill I had never experienced before, the thrill of him chasing me and catching me drove me and my wolf to new heights, we pushed ourselves more, ran harder and further than ever before, in anticipation of him finding it, it had become too exciting, we kept going and going.

Until he found us, and he found us within minutes, Demonia's impressive hunting skills had tracked us so easily, even though I had scattered my scent all over as I ran.

"I wonder what it would feel like." Demonia says beside me.

I turn to see him staring at me, he has such long beautiful dark eyelashes, I adore them and his beautiful dark eyes. "What do you mean?" I ask.

"To be a wolf, to run through these trees, it sounds liberating to someone like me." He says, turning to stare up at the trees.

I rest my head on his chest and he wraps his muscled arm around me, pulling me closer. "It's.. freeing, as all your worries drift away and it's just you and nature, nothing else matters."

He hums. "Maybe in another life, I could be a wolf and chase you for real." He says, a hint of sadness in his voice.

I look at him and he looks deep in thought, there is nothing more I would love than running with Demonia through the trees, to show him the world as to how I see it when I shift, to run with your mate... it's magical and romantic, I wish I could do this with him, every time I see Demonia and his form, I get a sense of disgust from how he sees himself through my eyes and it breaks my heart.

He doesn't love himself as he is, but I think he is beautiful, everything about him is strong and kind, he's not the most gentle looking guy because of how intimidating he is, but I feel like he puts that guard up around people, as we lay here together I see the true Demonia.

He just wants to be loved and to love himself.

"Maybe." I pause. "What does it feel like to have wings and fly? I would love to experience it." I say with a smile as he laces our hands together.

He sighs and grunts, it causes a vibration in my ear. "Lonely." He says slowly. "As you noticed, only royals have this form, and there's not many of us, flying to me is not like running is to you, I don't find it something to be proud of."

I sit up and stare down at him, his face is serious, which means he truly believes his words, how could he not be proud of the fact he can fly? It's such a gift, a blessing, he's special and he does not see it, it makes me want to hug him tight and never let go.

Demonia sits up with me and looks for our clothes. "We should head back, it's getting late."

I touch my stomach and watch him, what would Demonia feel if our pup was Renoan? Would he be happy? Sad? Would he reject it or love them, I worry that he is pushing himself too much to be the guy he thinks I want him to be, that he's not focusing on the problem.

He needs to love himself before he could love anyone else, and I know he loves me, but I see him hate himself more, and that worries me, he's such a beautiful man but he has so many demons that haunt him.

"Here." He hands me my dress. "Do you want to run or walk back?" He asks and I think of something.

Would he allow me? I'm curious...

"Um." I smile shyly. "C-Could we perhaps.. fly back?" I ask, avoiding his gaze as I put the dress over my head and slide it down my body.

Demonia frowns and stares at me with an expression I can't read. "If that's what you want.."

I sense the sadness in his words and I reach out for his hand. "I love you, wings, horns, and spikes.. all of it, we can walk back too, I don't mind." I reassure him and he shakes his head.

He takes his shirt off again and chuckles softly, his wings spring free from his back and his transformation comes within seconds, his dark eyes stare at me with awe then he holds his large hand out, his skin is spikey and rough, his nails are large and sharp.

Perhaps I didn't think this through, I take his hand and he pulls me into him gently.

I swallow nervously and glance up at him, trying not to pierce my skin on his sharp body. "Um, are you sure?"

He grins down at me, his large fangs visible. "I got you, just hold onto me here." He pauses and hints to his torso and shoulder, where it's less spikey. "And leave the rest to me." He says and I not my head.

I hold onto him tightly, my heart beating against my chest with the excitement of how strange this is, but I am loving it with every second and we haven't even left the ground yet, I think Demonia can sense my excitement as he laughs huskily in my ear as he wraps an arm around me gentle, careful so he won't hurt me.

I can hear his heartbeat as my eat is pressed into his chest, it's beating steadily, in a confident pace, unlike mine that is beating wildly against my chest. I can see Demonia spread his wings only slightly, his muscled wide chest blocks the view, but I can hear the sound.

It sounds like a giant bird is flapping it's wings near me, making my hair fly wildly around me as I feel us no longer on the ground.

We're moving up and the feeling is.... out of this world, I can not describe how it feels right now, we're flying, I'm flying and I can't believe Demonia would hate this, it's beautiful.

The view from on top of the tree's is a sight I will never forget, the view of the palace up against, reasting high on the mountains overlooking The Vale looks magical from a distance, the view of The Vale from the tree's makes me feel giddy, I've never seen The Vale from so high before.

I can't help myself from laughing. "This is amazing!"

Demonia chuckles at me. "It's not that bad, especially with you in my arms." He says looking down at me as I laugh up at him.

We're so high up, that if Demonia dropped me or if I had let go, I would surely be crushed to death, I can almost feel the clouds in my hands, it's so surreal I can't believe my eyes at how beautiful the view from up here is, I'm jealous.

The palace is close and I had hoped it would take longer, I could spend all day in the air with Demonia's arms around me, to just enjoy this moment forever in the clouds with my mate.

"Hang on tight Lilian." Demonia whispers in my ear and I nod my head and grip onto him, I keep my eyes open and watch as Demonia's wings surround us, no longer spread wide and flying, we drop from the sky like a hawk, it feels as if we are falling and a part of me is terrified of hitting the ground but Demonia has done this many times and he lands on the ground swiftly without any problem, like he's done this a thousand times before.

I lower myself and put my feet on the ground, my legs are shaking and I can't help but giggle when Demonia has to help me stand up straight. "You will get used to it, the next time will be easier, I promise." He says and I look up to him confused.

"We can do this again?" I ask and he nods his head, his scales and spikes disappearing, along with his large fierce wings disappearing behind his back, like they were never there.

Demonia stands in front of me, like a normal man who had not just flew seconds ago, I'm still so giddy from the flight I can't believe how much fun it would be.

"Thank you, that was so much fun! I felt like a bird." I say grinning up at him.

He chuckles and leads me into the palace, through the doors of our bedroom. We had landed on the large balcony outside of the master room, our room, I had not noticed until now.

"Are you hungry?" Demonia asks, leading me to the edge of the bed and making me sit down, my legs are wobbly and shaking from the flight still and it feels... weird, and funny.

I nod my head. "A little." I say shyly and he leans in and kisses my head.

"I'll be right back with food, try not to walk." He says sternly, walking towards the door and opening it.

I want to roll my eyes but don't, I love when he worries about me, it makes me feel happy and loved, it's the best feeling ever when it's your mate too. "Okay." I say happily as I sit and wait for him to return as he shuts the door and disappears to get food.

I fall back onto the back, my back hits the soft matress and I spread my arms wide and think about everything that had happened today.

There's still so much I don't know about Demonia Black, yet everything that I do find out about him I can't help but feel a sense of protective instinct around him, to protect him, so many people have hurt him in his life that it makes me and my wolf furious to think that anyone would want to hurt him, he's so kind and gentle, he's thoughtful and brave, I only wish I knew more of him.

What's his favorite food? How many pups does he want? His favorite color, animal.. his hopes and dreams,.

I want to know it all, the bad can't be all that is Demonia Black, I have seen more, I've felt more, he is not his name nor is he his past, I can see it in his eyes that he thinks he is broken, some creature of terror when he transforms, he doesn't like himself or his beast.

He's done terrible things, yes. But I truly think he can repent, he has light inside of him, the thought of our running with me in wolf form had made him happy, the future with pups made him beam with happiness, happiness I have never seen on him before, he can't be all bad, he's just had a bad start at life, like me.

The moongoddess matched us for a reason and I think I know what that reason is, to heal each other and find peace within ourselves, from our poor upbringing to our dark demons we carry around, together we can conquer anything, nothing else matters, from here it's just us and our pup, I will be his mate, friend and Queen.

The door opens and Demonia comes into the room with a gold tray full of food, different types of meat, cheese, fruit and bread, it all looks delicious and makes mine and my wolfs mouth water, we're both extremely hungry from the run and from Demonia wearing us out...

I blush just thinking about it.

"Here you are my Queen, food for the beautiful lady." Demonia says cheekily, placing the tray down on the bed.

His words make my heart flutter, he is such a charming and beautiful man, he knows exactly what to say to make my pulse skyrocket. "T-Thank you, this all looks wonderful!" I say staring hungrily at each piece of food on the tray.

He chuckles then I hear something fall over in the room where Demonia was standing.

I turn and see Demonia on the floor with his eyes closed tightly like he's in pain, and his hand on his chest, gripping his shirt tightly. "DEMONIA?!" I pale and swiftly make my way towards him, my heart banging against my chest as I hear his pulse grow weak. "N-No.. no no no no!"

What is going on? "HELP!!" I sob out, kneeling in front of Demonia and grabbing hold of his hand. "HELP ME, SOMEONE!" I call out panicking, my eyes never leaving Demonia's. "HELP!!"

The room to our bedroom slams open and guards come racing into the room, prepared for anything, when they see Demonia on the floor out cold, they move fast and hurry to mine and his side.

"Help him! He just fell... i-i i don't know why, h-he... i-i..." I cry out, my hand holding onto Demonia's cold one.

He's no longer breathing.

No! No no no!!!

"DO SOMETHING!" I yell out at the guards who check his pulse, more people hurry into the room and move me out of the way as they try to see what is wrong with him, he's limp and not moving, I can't feel his heartbeat anymore and the room feels like it's moving in slow motion as I stare at Demonia's lifeless body as people gather around to help him.

I begin to pray to the Moon goddess, begging her with all my heart, please don't let him die, please! I am on my knees begging with all I have. I can't lose him, we can't lose him, me and our pup.. please.. please save him, don't let him die! I still don't know anything about him, it can't end like this, I refuse to believe this is the end, I don't want to live in a world without him.

I'll do anything, just don't let him die!

Please, survive, please, Demonia!

I love you, please don't die, survive for our pup!

Dont leave me...