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Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen
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Celeste's POV I can feel him as soon as I stand to look out of the house and into the distance where Zeus had flown like a feather in the wind at my demand. Theseus is here, in the god realm, and he's angry. Of course, he is. What I just did. What I partook in must have heart-wrenchingly hurt him more than anything ever has in his existence. Mates and the bonds that come along with that intertwine our souls with one another. We've been soul mates for as long as time itself. Walking life beside each other, making decisions as a unit to one another and promising to love each other for eternity also. Not three or four months after I came here did I find him, and despite not being a wolf, something inside of me told me he was mine and I were his, and despite him only being a witch, he felt that deep connection to me too. And we marked one another. My teeth marks scared into his neck as one of my wolves would do with their mates, and his magic lived beneath my wrist as witches ma
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Lilith's POVTabby and I work around one another in the kitchen, making food from the cooking book.We went for a curry with rice and a side of spiced potatoes and coconut bread.Luckily Calley was home when we arrived, so we had her help; otherwise, we might have struggled to decide on dishes, let alone start the prep for dinner.She finds some flatbread in the fridge and carefully cuts a small opening to shove coconut inside, then bastes it in garlic oil.She has Tabby dicing chicken for the curry, which looks disgusting.The meat is slimy as Tabby takes it out of the plastic bowl it lives in, and it slips through her fingers and into the side, leaving a small trail of blood in its wake as it splattered with a slapping sound on the countertop.I watch disgusted as she picks it up again to place it down on the wooden chopping board readying it for her knife.I hate to say the knife slices so quickly through the meat that it makes my stomach churn. The image of a girl, similar to Tabb
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Six years agoDamian's POVI think the boy is her mate.It's in the way he looks at her, the way he hangs off of her every word, his inability to keep his hands off of her and the protective stance he takes over her, yet not anyone else.Onyx is becoming suspicious; watches Khai intensely. He is assessing his every move.And I’m sad to say Khai is fairing the bunkers more times than ever before.One wrong look, one wrong move, even sniffing the girl too closely, has Onyx in a tis of hatred for the boy.Khai was the son I chose for myself. The child I never had genetically, yet the boy I had adopted in a way that meant I had someone to pass my pack down to.Legally he is the heir, the successor to take over from me, yet here my wolf is destroying him.The boy has turned from the bubbly child I adopted to a quiet, subdued kid that jumps at the slightest sound.I hate watching his confidence dwindle before my eyes. Yet I cannot look away either.I could ignore all of this happening aro
Fated to More Than One Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen
Celeste's POVI mope around the house, neglecting my duties in the following days after that... mistake with Zeus.Neither he nor Theseus has been near nor by, and I'm starting to wonder whether it was just my overactive mind making things up to punish me in some way, shape or form.But then I look into the mirror again, seeing the nasty marks on my neck. The bright purple and green blotches that are evidence to the contrary that indeed. Zeus had forced me to sleep with him to punish Theseus.I wonder, though, if he thought about how he was punishing me.I trusted him.We had a good relationship, and I thought he was abiding by the agreement he had made many, many moons again, but he wasn't.I guess, maybe, he was waiting for a time to use me much as he does all of the other female goddesses that come and go.Perhaps it has something to do with the fact I have been so long-standing that temptation finally snapped his restraint.I have been the longest-standing goddess since the likes
Fated to More Than One Chapter One Hundred and Twenty
Theo's POVDinner has passed, and it was magnificent, delightful even. My stomach is full of the beautiful goodness of curry, rice, potatoes and bread. Calley, Lilith and Tabby have all exceeded themselves, cooking up a feast of goodness, and we’ve all eaten in silence.The only sounds were the orgasmic eating sounds that were in unison between all of us.Even Angela couldn’t deny how excellent the food was, and she usually complained about everything.I’ve bid Leo and Tabby goodbye out in the yard where they are walking through the woods to find their friend who teleported them here, and now I want, no need, my mates.Grabbing hold of Lilith’s hand, I guide her upstairs, and I mind-link Khai to follow.He smirks—his internal dialogue mirror that of my own.Lilith’s smell has changed drastically today, and it’s tantalising.It was seeping out from her pores and into the air around us, turning me the hell on.Maybe it was the soft touches to my thighs in the kitchen as she ate, or per
Fated to More Than One Chapter One Hundred and Twenty One
Celeste's POVAs I walk, I watch my granddaughter's soul as we walk to the pool of combined souls, and I feel giddy.Wow, that is all I can't think of as I look at the perfectly blended souls. There isn’t a strand of their DNA that has knitted together in a perfect meld of colour.No rough edges and no incomplete bonding. No part of them that doesn’t match the other completely. And it makes me think, makes me look. The souls I just chose to put together have not combined in such a seamless way.Have I been producing wolves that are not entirely one hundred percent a match…. Could I have chosen Hati, the wrong counterpart? Is that it?Is that why he’s the way he is?Placing my granddaughter down, I pick up Leo’s son, taking him back over to the pool of wolves.I pry apart the souls, placing both back separately in the bowl.They stay still for a moment, floating close to one another yet not moving away.They seem to think over whether they want to find another or stay together, but t
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