MYLO
‘Terran will be at training today,’ was the update link I received from Alderic prompting my very sleep-deprived day.
I dropped Dahlia and Nora off at the main house to visit with some of the other ladies as I headed over early.
I could count on Alderic to give me a full report of Terran’s skill level, but I wanted to see it first hand. I should have seen this coming, I should have known that Mato would make things right before the ceremony, but either way, I regret no part of ravaging my new wife until the sun came up. Imagine my surprise when Terran was already waiting on us with Marie plastered to his side.
“I didn’t know the ‘second in line,’ needed training as well,” I mused. I’d never heard her refer to
MYLO“You have your royals,” Terran shrugged, “we have our bloodlines. The purest of which tend to fight amongst each other for the role to lord over us, but Fae don’t seek to dominate other species. They want to know they have the most powerful abilities, take out their competition and produce offspring that will continue their name in power. They tend to focus on blood purity and politics so much that they don’t have time for much else, plus,” he smirked, “the consensus is that preserving our bloodlines will serve us better as you and the other species kill each other off until we’re the last ones standing.”“How many bloodlines?” I asked as my mind was already reconciling the deep reality of what he just said. Fae don’t have distinct smells, most of the ones I know of live amongst humans, so the
MYLO My guards have eyes on Alpha Marcus, impatiently waiting in their vehicle to be allowed entry, but he can settle the fuck in. He’ll be there for hours. Tayo is lurking behind the scenes and giving me updates, prepared to take action should Marcus cause a scene, but he won’t. Marcus is used to getting what he wants, but he also knows how to play the game, and in a battle between Blue River and Timber, he knows he’s the losing bet. After four hours of making him wait, I pull Dahlia into another room while my mother is playing with Nora. She looks at me like she knows I’m about to say something she won’t like, maybe she’s hoping that I’ll tell her why we are staying in the main house, but then again maybe she already knows and isn’t saying, except the look on her face tells me she doesn’t.
Quick Author's note: I've added a note that can be seen at the end of this chapter, it contains reference for this chapter as well as a breakdown in new characters! BRIANNA “Hey!” I called out to whoever was walking through the hallway, but no one responded… typical. I let out an aggravated huff as I carried an actual tower of towels out of the Laundry room, slamming into a wall I could have sworn didn’t exist. “Uhh…” a voice sounded and I peered around the towels to see Linden’s uninterested face. “A little help would be nice,” I snapped, dumping the towels into his arms. Even at fifteen, he was quickly outgrowing me, his gorgeous curls and dimples that used to frame his face becoming lost in his sturdy jaw and stubble. “Didn’t you hear me call out?”
BRIANNA Alaric was grasping my cheek with his hand and flooding me with the warmth his scent offered before he continued, "Maybe Xander should come and Wyatt should stay." "Aww," I cooed playfully, "you need Daddy Xander to help you stay in line?" "Hardly," Alaric scoffed, leaning in closer to my ear before whispering, "be good for 'daddy' Xander while we're gone, my Dear." When he pulled back his lips claimed mine in an almost desperate way. We weren't without each other often, if ever, but they trusted that Xander and our second-in-commands would keep me safe. "Or don't," Wyatt laughed from behind Alaric and tossed me a wink. I swear this man could still make me melt instantly. When they left, I knew Xander could
MARIEIt's been two days since Marcus showed up, two days of wondering when we’d hear from the kings that Marcus was in hand, two days of losing sleep.I almost slipped back into old habits, not allowing anyone but Terran to touch me, but I needed the visions. I needed any and all insight they could give me, and so I spent the majority of my time around them.We had an ending, the kings were going to collect him as soon as possible, but in the meantime, my mom had reached out to Rhoda who agreed to help. Rhoda wasn’t so willing for everyone, but her and my mom had formed a friendship over the years, and whether my dad liked it or not, it formed somewhat of a truce between Timber and Eclipse. With any luck, Dixon would be more willing to help our cause at
MYLOMarie had me on high alert. Her instincts were just as intuitive as my mother's and when Tayo dropped Jazmin and Ainsley off with my father, he confirmed that she was also pacing.Dahlia was sleeping like the Angel she was, and there would be no part of me waking her if I didn’t have to. She was having problems sleeping since Marcus arrived and I decided to disclose the rest of the situation to her.With their own mates secured, Tayo and Mato arrived at our room promptly. Tayo was waiting in the shadows of our room with me, an unexpected line of defence should the need arise, and Mato was our heads up, our first line of brute force if necessary.'We've got company in the addition,'
MYLODahlia was awake when I returned, her body instantly relaxing as Tayo left and I entered, locking her eyes into mine, searching for solace. My Angel had tears half-dried on her cheeks and it was a tough visual to deal with. I wanted to protect her from any and all sadness, but there were sure to be a few more tears shed before this was all over.I explained the short version of events to her as I got ready for bed. Sleep wouldn’t be something I could take part in for long, but it would be a better sleepthan I’d had lately knowing Nora was safe."I knew…" Dahlia started, brushing hair behind her ear, "but I didn't… KNOW," she looked up at me. Her gorgeous brown eyes were begging me to make the pain she was feeling go away, but I couldn't make betrayal feel any better. "How cou
MYLOIt took us two long days, but we were finally about to arrive at Sun Shade. I’d gotten a message from my father letting me know they had arrived not long after the kings. While our prisoners gave them no trouble, the concern that they would, was always present. With the kings leading the way, Marcus shouldn’t dare, but he’s proven one too many times how lacking in common sense he was.He knew their reputation, but I would bet on him making his concerns more heard once we arrived with other Alphas in attendance. The kings would temper their responses because of their instincts to protect their image and their heirs, which would give Marcus the floor to vocalize all the ways he’s been wronged.Dahlia had been quiet most of the way here, but I knew that she would be on edge for numerous