The Changer Complete Box Set

by A C Wilds

  I get up from the chair and lean into him. Grey smells like peaches and cream. He has undertones of musk and it’s turning me the fuck on. I don’t understand how I could be attracted to someone else. I already have two mates! But when I think about not having Grey around, a pang of sadness hits my chest.

  “I’ll see Michael dead. Dead for all he’s done to me and to the rest of the world,” he says, with a tone so serious, it sends chills up my spine. Given the opportunity, he would kill Michael. Anyone would.

  “So, let’s do it together. We’re stronger as a unit. I’m just learning about all these powers I’ve accumulated, but I need someone to remind me who I was. I need a reminder that not too long ago, I was no one special. A human who was going about her business in life, trying to survive. Shax and Cass are great. They have awoken something inside me that I never thought possible, but I need someone to hold on to and anchor me back down to reality.”

  He considers me for a moment. I know he was hurt in the past. So was I, but we need to move on. Looking toward the future and accomplishing our common goal is all that matters. The past has to stay in the past.

  “If I trust you, I’m going against everything I believe. Fuck Azra! I want you, but I can’t handle getting hurt again. I’ve been hiding my need through my anger. Every time one of them touches you I wish it was me. I want to mark you, claim you as my own. I want to be inside you buried to the hilt, but I can’t do that to Logan,” he confesses. It smacks me in the face. What? He wants me? I thought he hated me.

  “Let me take your pain away for a bit. Let’s see where this takes us. I would never hurt Logan, he’s become too important to me. I love that kid already,” I say, surprising myself. I feel the tug toward him, but I’ve been so busy with escaping and trying to keep us all safe, that I hadn’t noticed how strong it is till now.

  He breaks and the next minute he’s on me. His hands are rough as they thread through my hair. His lips are desperate and his kisses hot. I want him so bad in this moment. I want all of him, but I’ll take this for now. His tongue enters my mouth and we dance the fine line between dominance and acceptance. My hands run down his arms and along his chest. He’s muscular, but not in the way a bodybuilder would be. This is from all his hard work, it’s natural and all Grey. He moans in my mouth a little as I lean in. I find the button of his jeans and start to undo the zipper. He removes his hands from my hair, and he places them on my shoulders. He slides them further in and before I know it, his hands are wrapped around my neck. A stab of worry goes through my system. How much do I really know about him? Before I could get too paranoid, he pulls away from the kiss.

  “We need to take this into a bedroom before someone sees,” he says breathlessly. He’s so handsome at this moment, with his blue eyes lit up with desire.

  “What if I don’t care if they see?” I reply. The look in his eyes blazes even more. He wants to be watched. Then realization hits him, and he says, “Logan.”

  “Let’s go into my bedroom.” I reach out for his hand and before I know it he has me flung over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. He smacks my ass and I let out a squeal. Grinning to myself, I’m not going to tell him how much I enjoyed that.

  He flings me on the bed and looks down at me, " I’m going to fuck you hard Azra, this won’t be sweet and it won’t be kind. I need to get this out of my system. Are you ok with that?”

  My pussy clenches at his words. I feel wetness in my panties, and I nod my head.

  “Say it. I need to hear you say it.”

  “I want you to fuck me, Grey. I want you to fuck me so hard that I come undone around you.”

  This is all the consent he needs. His clothes are stripped off in record time. I finally see all of him and I am not disappointed. He is glorious. A true work of art.

  I take off my clothes in a hurried fashion and watch his eyes run over my body. He must like what he sees because his nostrils flare. He’s on me in an instant. His mouth finds my breasts first. Sucking and nipping. He runs his hands over my stomach and finds out how wet I am when he gets to my apex. His hands feel so good on my skin that I arch back when he begins to make circling motions on my clit.

  Running my hands through his hair, I give him a gentle tug to look at me. “Grey, I don’t think I can take much more of this. I need you inside me, now,” I whisper to him.

  He responds with a kiss so passionate, that I almost come right there. His tongue invades my mouth as he readies himself to enter me. He takes a moment to tease me first, taking the tip and massaging it around my opening. The hardness of him against my soft folds sends a rush through my body. I feel like I could set the room on fire.

  I make an impatient noise against his mouth, and he takes it as the signal to slam into me. His actions are intense. He’s going to fuck me hard and not question it after. I can feel him start to lose control. I’m going to be the recipient of all his aggression, but I don’t mind if this is what it takes to have Grey.

  He grabs both of my hands and holds them above my head, while his thrusts become faster. I hook my legs around him to adjust the angle, and soon we are both panting. Looking up into his beautiful face, I see nothing but hurt. He still can’t let go of everything that has happened. I want to hold him and tell him it will be ok for now, but I would be lying, and Grey doesn’t need me to coddle him. He needs someone to fight.

  Since my senses have been enhanced thanks to Red, I wonder if my strength has as well. Without another thought, I flip us over still attached and start to ride him. His face has a look of pure shock when he sees what I can do, but it’s so worth it. I give him everything I have, making him squeeze his eyes shut and almost come. His resolve strengthens and he picks us up from the bed. He goes to flip me over when I shake my head, “I want to watch you come inside of me,” I tell him.

  His gaze gets more heated and angrier. He slams us against the wall. My legs are still wrapped around his waist as he fucks me into oblivion. My arms drape over his shoulders and he puts his head down into my neck.

  His movements get more erratic as he pulls back and looks me in the face, “I hate that I want you so much,” he says. His eyebrows are furrowed, and he is wearing his mask of pain. I take it for what it is. This is how he copes. This is how he is going to justify being with me.

  I lick my lips and lean in, “Liar,” I say to him as I slam my lips around his and dig my nails into his back. He groans into my mouth and I can feel his body tense. I pull my head back and put his face in my palm. I need to see him let go.

  He can’t hold it much longer, and with another thrust, he comes undone, which has me pulsing around him. His whole face lights up, and there’s peace for a moment, and then the whole room is on fire.

  Pure shock pulls me out of my ecstasy. The flames are licking everything in the room, burning bedding and curtains. There’s ash in the air and smoke all around. Grey’s still holding onto me looking just as amazed as I am. We should be panicking, but for some reason, we just look around in awe. This fire is different than with Shax. It’s almost like Shax’s fire was controlling mine. This is all me.

  That’s when the pain starts, so intense that I can’t breathe. The same seems to happen to Grey because he drops to his knees. I lose my grip on him as he goes down, but I recover just in time. The need to protect him overtakes me, and I know if I’m not touching him the flames will eat him alive. I can’t see a way out of this. The smoke is getting so thick that I begin to feel it in my nostrils. He tries to pull away, but my strength is too great for him. I crash my mouth to his on instinct as I try to call out to Cass and Shax. There’s no getting through, they can’t hear me, so I do the only thing I can think of — I share my magic with him.

  I collect it at my center and breathe it into his mouth. It’s like the purple tendrils of energy I shared with Red. It seems infinite, but I know if I give him too much he will die. As soon as I am finished, we both scream in agony, again. My plan is backfiring as I can feel the flames startin
g to overtake me. They are all over us in an instant. My skin feels like its peeling off. The heat is so intense, I feel as if I may be melting. The only thing I can do is hold on to Grey. I see him through the flames and look into his face. This is the last for us and I want to see him before I go. He must have the same feelings because he grabs both sides of my face and pulls me back into our kiss. Tears stream down my face and get evaporated by the heat. There’s so much pain.

  Our kiss is one for the ages, making all my others seems unimportant. I put everything I have into the kiss. All of my regrets, fears, hope, and love. I pull him in closer so that we can be consumed together. Just as I know this should be it, the flames die out. Every one of them vanishes without a trace. I stare into Grey’s beautiful unmarred face. There are no burns and no scars. I look down at my body and see the same.

  Then it hits us again. This time it’s pure agony. It makes me curl into myself, losing my hold on Grey. I crumble to the floor and try to ride out whatever this is. My back is on fire again, but it isn’t the fire that just happened. It’s burning and stretching. I don’t know what is happening, but Grey is feeling it too. I hear voices in the distance and the door is being pushed open. I hear Cass’s voice and Shax is behind him. Something must be blocking the door.

  Grey takes my hand in his and lets out a guttural scream. I’m not far behind him with my own torture on my lips. Then I feel it. My skin ripping from my body. The muscles and bones are contracting, and tearing can be heard around the room. I bring my gaze up and find Grey hunched over breathing heavily. “What the fuck is happening, Azra?” he asks, in between screams.

  I want to answer him, but I can’t, my head is bowed in agony. Just when I think I will die a huge pop sounds. The pain is released but is replaced by a pressure so intense. I look up in time to see Grey scream, clench his fists and rise up on his knees bowing his back. Beautiful pearl white wings sprout from either side of his back. I don’t have enough time to think about it before I’m mirroring his actions. I can tell by his face that it’s happened to me also.

  The door bursts in. My mates and Red pile in. They wear looks of pure confusion on their faces. Bouncing back and forth between the both of us, I’m just as bewildered. What the fuck just happened?

  Chapter 6

  The Fallout

  “As I said before, I don’t know what happened Cass,” I yell at him. We have been in this round-about questioning for at least a half hour. My body hurts, and these fucking wings are heavy. I just want to go to sleep and these two idiots are just rehashing the whole thing over and over. I look over at Grey, and he is just staring out the window, not even moving or saying anything. I think he’s in shock.

  “Azra, we aren’t trying to make this difficult. I can feel that you want to go to sleep, but we need to come up with a good reason why you have fucking wings and Greyson is now a goddamn Fae,” he yells back. I don’t know if it is the fact that I slept with Grey or the fact that I turned him, that’s bothering him more.

  “Why do we need a reason at all? I don’t see how this is anyone’s business,” I tell him. I’m hoping he takes this as the cop-out it is and lets me go rest.

  “It’s the Queen’s business. Once she gets wind of your wings and what you can do, your agreement and your time here are over. This just fucked us big time,” Shax says. His eyes are hard, but it’s not for me. He’s chosen a side. I can feel anger and fear from him, and there’s something else too; protection maybe?

  “Why would it matter to the Queen if I have wings? She can’t use them,” I ask. I tried to flap them before, and they won’t move. I have paralyzed wings. But I need to know what would happen if the Queen finds out. We’ve already escaped one monarch, and we might have to do it again.

  “Azra, no Fae has had wings in centuries. Your wings mean everything, they show the strength you have. They’re going to change the way she looks at you. Your powers just increased tenfold and you’ll be unstoppable once we figure this all out and train you. She’s going to use you, just like Michael wanted to. You created a fucking Fae with his own wings! Even you have to know that’s special,” Shax exclaims. He looks so worried.

  “So, we run again, “I say, with a shrug. I look around the room at them and decide I might as well lay everything out while we are here. This will cause more tension, but it has to be said. “There’s no good way to tell you all this, but here goes. I’m not picking a side. I’m not giving the King or the Queen access to that much power -- ever. They’re both a bunch of dicks, and I don’t feel like Earth should be controlled by anyone. If I’m being honest, I don’t think the Fae belong on Earth.”

  The silence in the room is deafening. No one person makes a sound. Grey even turns from his chair to look at me. I see for the first time something other than disgust -- it’s pride. He agrees with me. One down, two to go. I look up at my Light and Dark. They’re so amazing and mean so much to me, but I won’t have humanity trapped like this ever again. The Fae have their world, and I’m going to make sure they stay in it. I’ll close the portals for good. Make sure no one can get in or out, and then I’ll change the way things are done here. It’s time to shake things up a bit, now I just have to get my mates on board.

  “Tell me what you two are thinking,” I ask them. Shax reacts first, which surprised me. I thought he would be the one to shut me down since he’s been stuck here his whole life.

  “I support you in what you choose, mate. I’m not going to lie to you, and say that you’ll be popular among the Fae, but if you do it right and you make certain arrangements, then I think we can have the backing of the people. She may be my mother, but she’s a Queen first and when Lucifer makes her mind up about something, she doesn’t back down. It will be a fight, another side to this war, but I’ll be at your side the whole time,” he declares. I didn’t think love could blossom this quickly, but I’m finding Shax has stolen a piece of my heart.

  “Did you just say your mother is Lucifer? Like the Archangel who fell from Heaven?” Grey asks. He seems a bit stunned by this proclamation. I’m not surprised. Of course, she’s Lucifer.

  “Those stories are fictitious. Michael likes to make drama and misconstrue what is believed to be fact so that he will look better amongst his followers. There is no Heaven or Hell, there are only different realms. In this case Earth and Faerie,” Shax explains. Gods, Michael is a fucking prick.

  “I would like to say something. Azra, you know that I’m devoted to you, but I feel you may be striving for the impossible. Think about this for a moment. You’re changing the lives of millions of Fae. You’re taking away something that most Fae dream about, living on Earth. I don’t think it is wise to forge down this path. Let’s make an alliance with the Dark so that we can destroy Michael,” Cass responds.

  “You have got to be shitting me? You want to take sides with the Psycho Queen? What’s wrong with you?” Grey yells. He hasn’t lost his anger, even though he is now technically Fae.

  “We have to play this smart. There’s four of us in this room and millions of Fae on Earth and Faerie. Those odds are impossible. I want us to live, not meet our demise because we didn’t think it through,” Cass answers. The more he talks the more I feel crushed.

  “The whole point is to Change things, not make them the same with a different person at the top. If you can’t see that, then I don’t know why you’re here,” Grey counters. His chest is heaving, and I can see he’s having as hard of a time as I with controlling his wings.

  “You have no idea what you are suggesting. Azra, we can’t do this. It’s not something that can be accomplished. I’m sorry, but we need to stay safe,” Cass says, looking at me with sadness in his eyes.

  My heart drops into my stomach. He doesn’t believe in me. He doesn’t think I can do it. I feel the first tear fall as I get up from my chair. My wings are so heavy behind me, that I walk hunched over. I try to straighten my back and pull them up, but they just fall down to the floor again. I find a bedroom to cras
h in and lock the door. I don’t want to be near any of them right now. I just want to sleep and forget that Cass broke me a little.

  Greyson

  She turned me into the thing I hate the most. My wings feel heavy behind me as I watch her walk into the bedroom. Cass was a dick, as per usual, and doesn’t think before he opens his fucking Fae mouth.

  “You’re a dick, you know that?” I say, looking at him with the disgust he deserves. Azra deserves to have us all on the same side. She doesn’t need this asshole making it difficult for her.

  “Just because you’ve been a Fae for ten minutes doesn’t mean you can speak to me that way,” he replies. I laugh in his face and turn back to look out the window.

  “You aren’t a prince here, Cassiel, so if I were you, I’d come down from that high horse you love so much,” I say.

  He doesn’t reply but goes and sits in the lounge area. It’s just as well because I feel like my body is still on fire. The transition was horrible. I felt like every cell in my body was being ripped open and sewn back together again with a rusty needle. And when the wings popped out, gods I thought I was dying.

  My identity is torn. As a human, I had a purpose. I knew who to hate, and who to side with. The Fae took everything from me – my home and my freedom. They tortured me when I didn’t listen, and threatened Logan when I wouldn’t comply. My soul was in tatters, and then this girl. This girl walked into a bar. It sounds like a bad joke, but she’s turned everything upside down.

  I exhale the breath I was holding and try to focus on the world around me. The Dark isn’t so different from the Light, although I feel a bit safer here. Logan seems to be adjusting and finding friends. He looked happy for the first time since we got caught up in this mess.

  I snuck out before and went to see this Anna. The rec center is every kid’s dream. Sports courts, toys, electronics or so what I think would be electronics here, and then there were the other kids. They were laughing and smiling. I didn’t approach Logan, because he was…smiling. It broke my heart a little that it took years for him to be this happy again.