*Scott Sr* When we left dinner, my mind and body were on fire. I never understood the fate bond as Belle didn’t teach me about it. She had always said she couldn’t see a bond for me. I always assumed I was a normal human and most humans don’t have fated mates. I’m not sure why I suddenly had a fated, but I wasn’t going to miss this opportunity. Lyssandra never loved me. I was a tool to her. Someone to use and throw away. This woman is breathtaking. Her doe-like eyes have me in a trance. Her smile warms my heart. Her smooth skin draws me in. I follow her as she reaches for my hand. My body reacted with a fiery need that I was convinced would consume my body. ‘It’s okay to want her.’ I thought to myself, but I didn’t initiate that thought. I bit my lip trying to figure out where it came from as the voice didn’t sound like my own. When people have thoughts, it sounds like themselves, right? At least mine always had. She turned towards me, smiling all the way to her eyes and I felt a bit
*Scott Sr* “Scott, more please. I need more.” She begs me. I groan against her core, slipping another finger into her tightness, my tongue still moving on her sensitive button. “Oh Goddess yes!” She screams. I feel her walls start to spasm as her breath becomes erratic and fast. I swear I can hear her pulse. Her core quivers tightening as she screams and her sweet liquids drown my mouth. I wiggle my fingers a bit more as I stand, removing my boxers. She moves to wrap her slender fingers around me, but I shake my head, leaning her back. I pull her legs up so her feet are on my shoulders by my head, lifting and moving her to the edge of the bed. I tease her, dropping myself against her button, eliciting more of the sweet sound my ears love. Just when I think she couldn’t drive me any more crazy, she does. Her eyes are pleading me to take her as I play with and pinch her rosy nipples. Her hand snakes down to rub her button as I position myself in front of her core. “You’re sure about thi
*Elentari* Once dinner was over, Dad left with Alisee, his expression completely smitten while she held desire in her eyes. I blushed and turned to look at my ‘new’ parents. I did not want to think about what my dad may or may not be doing with Alisee tonight. Scottie and Stacie opted to return to their rooms, letting me have a quiet moment with the people responsible for bringing me into this world. It was strange to me. I only knew their names and nothing more. “Elentari, you must have so many questions. Before we dive in,” Belle and Alaric had guilty and sad expressions, “We wanted to apologize that we haven’t been there for you growing up. All we wanted to do was protect you, but malice still found you.” Alaric’s voice shook as he spoke. Belle had gentle tears rolling down her cheeks. “I do not blame you, really. I mean, it may take me a while to call you mom and dad. But I’m sure we’ll get there. For the most part, I had an average childhood. Lyssandra never beat me or starve
*Belle* Everything was happening so fast. Alisee was fated to Scott. Not only was Elentari blessed with the powers of the Lunar Guardian, she was the reincarnation of the Goddess herself. It made me think that maybe, just maybe this is the lifetime Endymion would wake and take his place next to Selene instead of being trapped in eternal slumber, only able to live in the astral plane, the existence between life and death that can be accessed through meditation or sleeping. Alaric and I dismissed the staff that followed us when we exited Stacie’s room. We simply wanted time to ourselves and not worry about who might be listening. We retired to our room, our bond filled with excitement, hope, and fear. It was worrisome being the parent of a Princess and Lunar Guardian. There were always people who wanted an audience with Selene. When a Lunar Guardian came into being they were the most sought after person. Those who were desperate for a miracle flocked, hoping their pleas might be heard
*Elentari* The next morning I woke up feeling more refreshed than ever. I had spent my sleeping hours meditating with the five souls and learning about who each one was. Of course I knew most of the stories about Selene since even humans read all sorts of novels relating to stories about her and werewolves and what not. To my surprise most of these stories were written by those with at least some fae or were blood. The bigger shock was the lineage of the other souls. Each was a child of a deity of their kind, all Goddesses in their own right or demigods. This information sent me reeling. I have no idea how no one had felt any of this from me. I technically had the blood to rule four different species besides containing the soul of the Mother of all within me. This was absolutely insane. I went into Stacie’s bathroom as she snored softly. I tried really hard not to giggle. She would be mortified if she knew she snored. Despite doing everything she could to shed the preppy cheerleader
*Elentari* “I hope I found everything to your liking, my Princess. Human stores are so strange!” She exclaimed. “Lady Emily gave me a potion of transfiguration so I would look just like them, but they still gave me strange looks.” Her face had an expression of indignance upon it. “Did you fly while transfigured?” Belle asked her, trying to hide a smile. “Of course I flew. I never walk anywhere. I don’t know that I would be able to hold myself upright if I tried to walk in that lanky body. It’s natural to me.” She was genuinely puzzled. “Do humans not fly?” “No Tanz, humans do not fly unless they are in an airplane.” I tried so hard not to giggle that my face I’m sure was turning red. Then I spotted the brand names on the bags and squealed in delight. She finally put them on the bed, and I was immediately absorbed into examining the contents of each. One back was labeled ‘FucktheMainstream.com’ which was one of my absolute favorite online retailers. Another from Spencer’s, one fro
*Elentari* Unlike the other times I had fallen asleep, this time I was in what looked like a snowglobe, but there was no snow. The ground was a grass covered meadow littered with flowers. A small cottage was meters away. It was picturesque like it belonged in a children's book about fairy godmothers. I could tell this scene was an illusion created by another person’s mind. A tall man walked out of the building, looking directly at me. He seemed confused by my presence. “You do not look like her, but you have her hair and essence. Who are you, child?” His question took me by surprise. I felt oddly at ease with him and it was easy to trust him with my identity. “I am Elentari, the Lunar Guardian and reincarnation of Selene.” It felt strange to utter these words to another person. “Who are you?” He chuckled with a voice that reminded me of Santa Clause. “My Dearest brought you here in your slumber but did not tell you of me. How typical.” I clicked my tongue in annoyance, recognizi
*Elentari* Tanz came to my room to wake me up as I had forgotten to set an alarm. I rubbed my eyes and yawned, still sleepy. It amazed me how tired I had been the last few days. It felt like I could never get enough sleep. The pixie was humming a pleasant tune. It made me smile as I watched her buzz around, getting things set out for me. My mind wandered to the events in the dream state and I sighed internally. “My Princess, your outfit for dinner.” The announcement startled me out of my thoughts. My eyes landed on a deep plum almost black gothic steampunk dress with a pickup type skirt. It had a deep plunging sweetheart neckline and a matching bolero. It was my style to a “t”. On the other hanger was a corset with silver skull clasps in the same deep plum. Black shiny Mary Jane heels finished off the outfit. The shoes had a bow on the toe and a satin strap that wrapped around the ankle multiple times before it could be tied in a bow. The cloth material matched the rest of the outfit.