Deep down, it truly bothered Sheila that she was unable to bear offspring, but she hid her pain well, or at least, she tried to. Her bitterness never allowed her to admit the hidden pain of desiring to grow life in her womb. Only Tyler and those closest to her knew how much she yearned to be a mother.
Then, one fateful day during the years of the approaching Brightest Blue Moon, everything changed. Tyler recalled how her bitterness softened when she found an unwanted infant left to die by a river. At the time, Sheila denied the true motherly love she felt for the baby, so nobody, except her closest friends and family, knew the truth that Tyler had learned by holding the key to her heart.
Much like a warrioress like herself, without any sentimental attachments, she was only supposed to raise a future warrior for her Coven, but she soon found herself cherishing the child as her own son. Tyler knew this truth about her heart: a truth she tried to bury somewhere deep inside.
"Talk to me about it," his voice whispered into her ear like a gentle breeze rustling through the leaves.
Sheila swallowed hard as those painful memories flashed in the back of her mind.
"He was a baby, and Kai killed him! You denied me my revenge!" she finally snapped, unable to contain her maddening rage.
Unshed tears glistened in her eyes as she turned to face Tyler. Her lips pursed tighter as the anger within seethed like a boiler. Remembering the horrific day she lost her son, her face flushed a sweltering reddish color.
To eliminate future threats, Kai and his family's Coven killed countless granted humans to weaken her Coven whenever the Collin Coven made their first strikes against them—all because her Coven had been long-term allies with Zaid's family's Coven.
During that first battle, when her son was only seven years old, Kai snatched her son and killed him by draining his blood while Sheila was fighting Rose. At the time, Rose and Kai had been dating for eight years prior, until he discovered Victoria was his destined mate. Sheila vividly recalled those painful memories. Prior to losing her son, after her Coven fell to defeat, Sheila vowed to someday kill Kai's mate and make Rose suffer for the pain they caused her.
As Sheila dwelled on her sorrow, Tyler grasped her shaky hands and gently pulled her closer. "I didn't deny you anything. I promise they'll pay for taking your son away. Just for you, I'll give you Rose's infant son. You can do whatever you wish to him," he spoke softly, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.
Anger swallowed her heart into blackness, and a wicked grin coiled around her lips as malignant ideas began to sprout in her mind. She could detain Rose's only offspring in front of her. Better yet, she could raise the little vampire to call her "Mommy" while Rose helplessly watched from her captivity as a courtesan in Tyler's Coven. She could detain him later once he learned the truth about his identity. Either option weighed nicely in Sheila's head.
"Her baby is mine," Sheila whispered, closing the small gap between them with her lips.
Every day, she reminded herself to maintain her boundaries with Tyler, very well acknowledging that he didn't love her. Yet, her deep desires for him often clouded her better judgment.
Tyler took her actions as an invitation to press her waist to him, and his lips quickly collided with hers. In an instant, her guard withered away as their lips made contact.
A frenzy heated between them as they ferociously kissed. Overcome with arousal, Tyler's fangs elongated, and he bit into her bottom lip, entirely unable to resist the urge to have a taste of her sweetness. As she dug her nails into his shoulders, he relished in the taste of her blood, continuously licking and sucking on her bleeding lip. She tasted so delicious that his senses couldn't hold back from savoring the rich iron grazing his taste buds.
"Tyler..." she groaned.
"I like it when you moan my name," he huskily whispered against her broken skin, licking up the line of blood with his tongue.
The mixture of pain and pleasure made her purr as he tugged on her mouth again. Her lips tingled with heat as Tyler sucked her lower lip, absorbing her tasty blood on his tongue. When he finally released her swollen lip, their ravenous kissing resumed. Lost in the wildfire of pleasure, their bodies pressed closely together, leaving no area untouched by their wandering hands. Tyler's hands fondled her above her clothing, while she did the same to him in return.
Amidst their fervent kissing, Tyler picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist before he plopped her down on a nearby table. As their burning kisses continued, her fingers fumbled with the button on his pants. Just as she unclasped it, his phone rang, causing him to groan in aggravation. He pulled the cell phone out of his back pocket, breaking the kiss and leaving them both heaving breathlessly for air.
"He can wait," Tyler declared, noticing it was only his slightly younger brother.
He tossed the phone aside as Sheila slid his zipper down while he watched with a faint smirk. Taking her time, she tugged his pants and briefs down, then her hands reached in to tame down his throbbing erection that sprang out eagerly.
Tyler exhaled a groan as she firmly grasped the length and stroked it with her hand. While he basked in the warmth of her palm, he lifted her spaghetti-strapped shirt and slipped his hands under her bra. She moaned as he began caressing her full breasts, fondly cupping and squeezing the twin mounds into various shapes with his hands, causing Sheila to gasp breathlessly. With a feathery touch, his hands slid out of her bra and trailed down the sides of her figure, tenderly feeling her smooth skin until he settled on the button of her black jeans.
Just as he started to tenderly kiss her, his phone rang again, but this time, he ignored it. Rather than answering the call, his fingers fumbled with the button on her pants, while she continued to stroke his length at a consistent pace.
"Do you need my assistance?" Sheila teasingly whispered against his lips.
"No, I don't..." Tyler huskily purred before locking his mouth onto hers.
Between the kisses, she giggled as he struggled with her pants. Each precise stroke she made, easily distracted his ability to function his motor skills. Sheila applied just the right amount of pressure and speed on his shaft that she knew would drive him insane. She didn't let up her grip as she massaged up and down his length, which pulsated harder in her palm.
As he finally managed to undo the button, his phone rang again. Pent up with lust, Tyler's frustration skyrocketed.
He withdrew his hands and answered roughly after grabbing his phone from the table, "This better be important!"
"The Mills have my youngest daughter!" his brother yelled into the speaker.