"Dmitri!" Adrianna squealed like a baby.

He chuckled weakly.

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She jumped up to sit on the bed. Immediately, she created a soft, yellow tiny orb of light that floated in the air near the flowers dimly lighting up the room. She turned her head to look at him. He was staring at her. One hand was beneath his head supporting it and the other was still entangled in her hair. His dark eyes looked at her as if absorbing everything that she had to offer. Adrianna couldn't control her emotions and hugged him tightly. "Dmitri!" she exclaimed in a cheery tone. "You are back, you have woken up!" She had circled her hands tightly around his shoulders. Her heart was next to his beating in tandem and she was calmed. Her mate was back. She started to shine brilliantly as a soft cry ripped through her body. He was her source of light and love in this world. Her world had become dark when he had gone and now that he was back, his love was like a light that showered sparks of positive pandemonium in that darkness.

Adrianna rested her head upon his chest as she wrapped her arms around him. He continued to stroke her hair. All their thoughts stopped as the two reveled in each other's presence. The time stopped. Dmitri squeezed her feebly as if to check whether everything was for real, whether she was there for real, whether he had actually got out of Vikra's clutches. It was the most harrowing experience of his life. He kissed her crown and said softly, "I don't think anyone feels the way I feel in your arms. You cannot imagine how I felt when I thought that I have lost you after loving you so much. I experienced pain that was making me hollow and killing me like poison slowly inside."

Adrianna's tears fell on his chest and none of them tried to wipe them. She had to cry. It was necessary for her cry because she wanted to let go of all the past evils that had poisoned her world. She whispered back, "Our kind of love spans more than one lifetime. It doesn't belong to the mortal world."

"Hmm." He held her cheeks and brought her face closer to his face. "You lifted me out of that cold, grey mist that was there around me, which I thought I would become a part of."

Adrianna chuckled as she cried and glowed even more.

"The way you are shining Adri, it seems you can light up the night sky and fire up every star," said Dmitri. He kissed her lips and the tears that were making them wet.

"Don't leave me ever," she said and kissed him back passionately.

"Ah!" Dmitri winced in pain and laughed.

Adrianna laughed back, "Sorry! I forgot you need lots of rest."

She rested her head on his chest and brought her finger to make small circles. She would kiss him in between only to assure that he was there. Adrianna let her mental shields down bidding him to read her thoughts. He couldn't enter her cell, but at least he could read her thoughts well. And she was in front of him like an open book.

Adrianna didn't know when she slept off but she could feel the gentle caress of her mate inside her brain. It relaxed her so much that once again the exhaustion of what she had gone through weighed heavily upon her and her eyelids closed.

In the morning she woke up feeling as if someone was nibbling her. She opened her eyes wide only to find Dmitri in between her breasts. "You can't do that!" she tried to push him, as she chortled sensing his desperation.

"Of course, I can," he replied in between nibbling her nipples. "These have grown solidly," he gulped and grunted while sucking on them.

Adrianna realized that she was panty-less. When did that happen?

Red flowers had started to bloom in the canopy at a rapid rate.

"You are unwell," she reminded him, not able to hold her laughter anymore. Her hands went to his face near his lips as he sucked her harder.

"Who said that?" he replied with a grunt. "I am as healthy as a werewolf can be." He picked her leg and brought it to rest on his hips.

Dmitri's wounds had healed completely by the time it was morning. The white lights had done their work magically. Not only his wounds had healed, he was feeling energetic like before. With all the problems gone from their lives, he only looked forward to a brighter future with his wife. But currently he had a more pressing matter.

He brought his hand to her bud that had swollen for his attention. He pressed it firmly making her body arch. Slowly, he took his fingers inside her and gently stroked her. Adrianna couldn't take it and within a second she came. Her release was cathartic. She held his hair as she came and came. And before she could get hold of her senses, Dmitri had pinned her beneath him. He lay on her back lightly and kissed all the way down her midrib. His large, strong hands gripped her hips and he lifted her up until he was in between her thighs. And then he started to eat and lick and nibble her. "Ah! St- stop Dmitri," she begged him not really wanting him to stop.

And he didn't. After he had had her to his satisfaction, he got up behind her and entered. She pressed her face in the pillow to stop the servants from hearing her moans. However, as he pushed into her with firmness, she let go of herself. Her moans echoed in the room, perhaps they escaped outside the room also.

The two of them lay on the bed in the afterglow of their lovemaking. They were sweating as hell. Adrianna turned her gaze to see him. He was languidly spread on the bed as though there was no hurry in the world. His hair was all tousled and when his eyes met her, they gleaned of wickedness. The man who appeared so satisfied just a moment ago immediately sprang up and kissed her hungrily on her neck.

"I am so going to torture you Dmitri Volkov," Adrianna muttered. But moments later she was putty in his hands doing exactly what he wanted.

There was no going to the noble court today either.

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Outside the Land of Gaira, Isidorus' physical body was lying in the hut covered in thousands of small orbs of white light. His soul had entered the spirit world along with Vikra.

Once the soul entered the spirit world, it could get out of it only if it had a physical presence. Those whose bodies were destroyed had to mandatorily remain in that land because they had nothing to possess. Hence some wicked souls never went to the Land of Gaira fearing that they would never return. Their lust for going back to the living realm kept them like ghosts.

Vikra was one such kind of soul. His lust to acquire the Wizard Kingdom was extremely deep rooted.

When Isidorus pushed him inside the spirit world, he pulled him inside along with him. "If I go inside, I will take you with me," he hissed as he held Isidorus' hand.

Isidorus laughed. He pointed towards the portal of Seozia. "That is where you belong and that is where I will take you."

Inside the spirit land Vikra looked like an image of the youth he was and so did Isidorus - two strong, cold, giant males.

"Try me," said Vikra and attacked isidorus.