Aleera POVI almost stumbled back as the full realization of what I had just said hit me. I understood it, but knowing it and believing it were two different things. One does not want to believe they were raised by monsters. Because if they were monsters, what would they make me?My mother? She'd been the source of everything that had terrorized us for so long, or was I missing some vital piece of information. I had uncovered so many secrets, yet not nearly enough to have a clear picture. She'd been the one that had ruined everything for us before we even got to begin yet no matter what something felt off. Too many secrets and too many lies. I wondered when It would come full circle, when the lies would pile too high and it would break down the walls and spill only truth."No," Darius whispered. He shook his head. There was no hesitation in him. "Don't blame yourself, Aleera. You couldn't have known," Darius tells me, feeling my tumultuous guilt. Darius opens up a portal leading back
Stumbling into the room the portal closes behind us, Darius didn’t step through but Tobias steered me toward the bathroom and I could feel how uncomfortable he was. I could also tell he was breathing through his mouth so as to not inhale my scent.“But Darius,” I tell him. He shakes his head and points to the shower, clearly not trusting himself not to talk. I wasn’t aware it was about shredding that made him almost rabid. I also didn’t want to know but it must be a vampiric-fae thing because I remembered the strange Vampire from the store the first time. Shutting the door, I strip my clothes off before stopping when I feel the stone in my pocket. It kind of looked like a moon stone, shaking my head. I turned and started the shower before trying to figure out what to do with it. Hearing the door open I panic and drop it into the bowl that sat between the basins full of bath bombs. Kalen steps into the bathroom just as I turn back toward the shower. He holds up some clothes and sets
Two Days Later.Aleera POVDarius was still refusing to let me mark him which made me suspicious after what my mother said. Yet if I couldn’t trust my mates I couldn’t trust anyone, but it should be the same with him. I stopped bleeding yesterday and each passing second my shredding grew closer, and my temperature grew hotter as power surged and died down in my veins as I stepped into the bedroom with Darius after showering and fighting with him in hushed voices. Tobias and Lycus wander into the bathroom behind me and shut the door lost in some discussion. I knew there was no point in telling the others. One I didn’t want to upset Tobias, secondly that would not earn me Darius’ trust by snitching on him to our mates.I glared at this stubborn, beautiful, ignorant man. My rage grew like a match that was lit and quickly grew out of control. It became a ball of rage. It zipped through my veins, burning me from the inside out but it felt good. The pain was exquisite and I gloried in it.
Kalen grabbed my hips, moving me to his own pace. He thrust inside long and hard and I settled for his slower but deeper rhythm, it made the madness inside me simmer instead of boil.Darius continued to watch from his position leaning against the wall. His eyes were hungry, but he dared not touch us, instead he took his pleasure posing us like his own personal dolls.My release built inside me like a bubbling geyser. Kalen's grip increased, his fingers sinking into my ass as he thrust harder into me and he growled in my ear.That deep vibrating growl was my undoing. I came hard and collapsed on Kalen's chest. I kissed his neck before biting at his mark. It made his cock twitch inside me as he too hit his limit and he spilled himself into me.It wasn't enough. The burning was coming back, building stronger and stronger inside of me, desperate for a release.I sensed their presence as Tobias and Lycus came out of the bathroom, water droplets still pearling on their bodies and dripping f
It was the day Lycus met Kalen, the day Kalen’s bully beat him almost to death. Lycus' blood boiled as he watched for a few seconds before intervening, the rage inside him was like an erupting volcano. Grew hotter and hotter as the memories of his father standing over his mother and beating her to death returned to the forefront of his mind. He couldn’t save her, but he could protect the boy being pummeled by someone much older. So that was what he did. Lycus’s protective nature I watched grew to obsession. Kalen became his personal project to keep safe. Not only from the other kids but also from the teachers.Kalen was the weakest of the Fae. Lycus should have been like him, a dark Fae. And he couldn’t bear watching the helplessness on his face, the same helplessness he felt tied to that tree muzzled and unable to fight back. Kalen distracted him and kept him intrigued as he watched who everyone called the strange boy, the outcast. Yet as he watched Kalen, he realized he was the st
The majority of Lycus's memories were similar to that of Kalen's. Thing's I had already seen before. Yet his last core memory was of Kalen's suicide, how Lycus watched his depression grow out of hand when I didn't reply to the chat group. I realized that all of Lycus's hate for me at the start was purely for that reason; he saw me as the person responsible for taking the one person who meant the most to him, the one person he spent the vast majority of his life protecting. Lycus saw me as the villain that repeatedly broke him and drove him to the edge. He blamed my absence for Kalen's destruction and blamed me for him killing himself. That hate only stopped that night in the basement when I took it from Kalen. Only then did Lycus see past his hate for me, only then did his opinion of me change. Only then did he realize I wasn't the enemy but the missing piece, their keeper and their mate but most of all the one that could piece Kalen back together again.Once the last memory hit me,
At first, I thought I was staring at Tobias as a child, but it didn't take me long to realize it was his twin, Thomas. He would have only been about five-year-old. We were in what looked like some banquet room. A long table ran down the center as his father, who was an imposing man, snarled at Thomas. Tobias watched in horror as he grabbed his brother and then him by the back of the neck, dragging them closer to the table that lay in the center of the huge room. Blood spilled over the edges of the table onto the tiled floors. A woman with a crown atop her head glared at them with pursed lips. She reminded me of Tobias, making me wonder if it was his mother."Please, daddy, please," Thomas begged, and they are steered toward the table."You were both told not to come down here. Both told to stay in your rooms; this is what you get for disobeying me," the man snapped at his sons, his grip on both their necks was hard and pinched their skin.As we drew closer to the table, we found a wo
The next memory morphed to their eighteenth birthday. Tobias heard a portal open and sat up, rubbing his eyes, his powers had manifested during the night, but too exhausted to care he never checked his infinity mark. He knew the familiar energy to be that of Darius. He yawns, stretching his arms above his head. Darius smirked as he stepped through the portal into Tobias's room, holding up his wrist. "It appears we are destined, brother," Darius tells him. Tobias' brows furrow as he yawns, looking at his wrist when Darius rubs his fingers over the infinity mark on his own, and Tobias gasps, glancing at his own when warmth spreads up his arm. Tobias chuckles. "Well, looks like you're not getting rid of me now," Tobias smiles. He was glad that his best friend was destined to be part of his life. Their brotherly bond is now completely solidified.Tobias stares down at the names on his wrist. "Fuck, feel sorry for whoever she is. I wonder who the other two are?" Tobias says, brushing his