*Elentari*
Son? How do I have a son? How did I have a kid with someone I just met a year ago? This doesn’t make any sense. My head swims with these thoughts. Okay, well I get the past life thing, but really? How could he still look at me like I’m his mom? I looked between my parents, giving the whole situation a once over. I jumped when I heard a door slam harshly. Hep had left the room. Everything in me wanted to follow him. I didn’t want to go through this alone.
“Please, let me,” Khalith spoke gently. “Besides, I’m the only one who can take a punch from him if he completely loses it.” He gave me an awkward hug and followed the thunderous reverberations as Hep terrifyingly cried out.
“Can someone explain all of this to me?” I needed to know ev
*Elentari*The next few weeks flew by. It was almost as if Aphrodite never showed up in front of us. Selene was taking a lot of time for us to train in our gym space while Aran joined us sometimes. We were working really hard on hand to hand combat, sparring and getting up to physical shape needed, just in case. Lily and Eliza seemed to be becoming better friends while Stacie seemed to be shunned by her female mate. Aran was almost always in a state of conflict because of this. We talked often about the girls and the issues going on. I told him I wasn’t the greatest to get advice from as I’m far from unbiased. I knew Stacie deserved him and Eliza seemed to be a status grubberto me. I didn’t like her. She was also denying part of herself and seemed to be trying to create a hierarchy in their mate bond. Little did
Trigger Warning: Non-consensual activities*Chaos*She took on the looks of whomever I desired most. Over time, that became only one person. The one person who would never entertain me, outside of Hera with her stupid obsession with loyalty. Our bodies were entwined and as long as I could pretend it was her I was content. Until I couldn’t find my fix. Hundreds of years I couldn’t find my fix, and I was itching for it.I found her bound in shackles, being used by all sorts of creatures. Little did I realize the idea of seeing her in such a state would make my cock so hard. Her long, lucious silvery white hair strewn everywhere, tears running down her face, make up smeared as bodies used and consumed her. It was fucking depraved and beautiful. I watched for years&
*Aranelda*My sister has grown close with both of my mates in the last few months. We’ve taken our time to get to know each other two. She really is the spitting image of me in female form, at least personality wise. Training it always interesting. Eliza seems to fawn over me like I’m a trophy to be won while Stacie is more reserved. Stacie seems to know her worth, which I appreciate. I was drawn to her first, even though she’s not yet of age. She will be 18 in a couple months. We’ve been in the castle for almost a year. I still can’t believe. So much time has gone by. Elli and I finished up training for the day when Hephaestus showed up with a blown glass rose for her. I was slightly jealous at the way their relationship was flourishing. They didn’t have to worry about another person to keep happy. It was just to the two of them. I complained to Helios about it every once in a while saying how it was unfair. His only comment to the situation I found quite lewd. He always told me I g
*Alaric*Belle and I were getting ready to deal with Lyssandra's sentencing today. It was beyond painful for both of us. No one would know it, but Lyssandra was our mate as well. She decided she couldn't deal with not being my only and couldn't handle the fact she wouldn't get a Royal title as Belle and I were already married and pregnant when she met us. She rejected us and disappeared when I refused to annul the marriage to be able to marry her. Belle has always blamed herself for things falling apart. I say fate saved us and Selene never intended for it to be a mateship in its purest sense.Belle was crying again. She avoided wearing makeup today as she knew she wouldn't be able to stop all the tears. I moved to her and held her close. Her pregnancy was holding her emotions hostage as well. We had been able to hide from most that
*Stacie* She rejected me. Eliza rejected me. I had done nothing wrong, I had been patient, caving to everything she needed or could have possibly wanted and she rejected me. The pain was horrific. I let out a scream, but I would not cry. I would not let her have the satisfaction. She made a choice. A very clear choice and I was not about to allow her to break me. “I, Stacie MaComb, reject you, Eliza Bronzetail, as my mate and life partner.” I wasn’t about to accept her rejection. But I wasn’t going to spare her the pain either. She wanted this, she was going to get it, and it was going to be done my way. It was her turn to crumple on the floor screaming in pain. I heard footsteps coming from behind me. I knew what this looked like, but I was going to trust in Aranelda. He was my Rane. He would know the truth, wouldn’t he?
*Elentari*“So much stuff to think about! I always thought if I got married, I would elope… This is CRAZY!” I laughed as my mom put swatches of white over parts of my body to see what colour would work the best for me. If my eyes rolled any harder they would fall out of my head. “You know my dress is going to be black, yes?”Hand on her hip she glared at me profusely, “I haven’t asked for one thing in this wedding. Black can be the accent color, but your dress will be white. Your reception dress can be black and gothic and everything that embodies you, but your wedding dress is gonna be white!” Her nose was even getting red. I had to laugh.“Mama!!” I yelled over my
*Khalith*“So uhm… does she do this a lot?” I asked the guy standing next to me. He looked kinda like he had the sun coming out of his hair and I recognized him immediately as auntie’s twin, Helios, except the human wasn’t Helios. I’d figure it out eventually.“When she’s stressed out, seems to be the pattern. So you’re her kid?” He asked me, his voice full of disbelief.“Well, obviously not in this lifetime, and it’s a story that needs to be shared with her and my dad, Hephaestus. It’s not complicated, really, but I don’t want to keep repeating myself, to be honest.” I ran my fingers through my hair. It was a bright red that got me a lot of attention, good and bad. When I was younger it w
*Hephaestus*She died. I felt the bond snap. She didn’t live. I wasn’t able to be with her. How is this child coming here claiming he’s mine? Nonetheless mine and hers. I can’t accept this. I had to leave. The walls feel like they are caving in on me. My eyes search for the nearest door. Finding it, I run for it, almost barreling through it. Once I'm out of the room I let out a scream. Okay, more of a loud ass sob mixed with a strangled scream that probably made me sound like a prepubescent boy whose balls hadn’t dropped, but I’m distraught.“This can’t be true. This can’t be fucking true! She died! She fucking died! I saw her, felt her. She had no pulse, she was fucking dead. She was stolen from me.” My screams continued as I punched the ground.I don’t cry. Not s