Can I say that I am liking Alvize and Ezra's brother relationship yet?
Lia:“Are you okay, neonata?” Ezra asked me, breaking my train of thoughts. In truth, I wasn’t, but I didn’t understand the reason behind it. But I was feeling lost, fatigued, and tired. “I am a little tired. It could be the long days that we’ve been living through.” I said, and he nodded, wrapping his arm around me as he pulled me to his chest.It has been two days since he was stabbed by Maddie, and he is now back in the room. “You haven’t been yourself since coming back home, Lia.” He whispered and my chest ached. He was right. I could barely breathe normally let alone speak or interact with the family. The fear that I was feeling was one that I couldn’t recall having before. And the pain that I was feeling was one that I knew was because of rejecting Killian made me feel more guilty toward Ezra.The thing was, I knew that I wanted to kill the man, and that would have been a lot easier for my sake. But to know that I was in pain because of rejecting the man. Well, that was somet
Ezra: I took a deep breath before walking to the basement where Madeline was sitting, locked up. Her eyes met mine, and she smiled, her smile devious, making my heart ache. The woman who I considered as more than just a sister. The woman who I thought would support me through thick and thin was the woman who was betraying me. Alvize wanted to enter the basement with me, but with Maddie, the woman was more of a sister to me, someone who I grew to cherish throughout my entire life. Believing that she did what Alvize said was hard enough for me, but I had no other option. The cameras were rigged, and the fact that the man entered the house without being caught was another thing that did not slip my mind. Her presence itself was one that I was failing to catch though I was well aware of her presence in the house. “Ezra.” She said, giving me a cold smile which I couldn’t find myself returning. The woman was smiling to taunt me, it was something that I knew very well, but I wasn’t going
Lia: “Hello,” I said, smiling at Donatello as I entered the living room. The two of us have not spoken since I came back. I don’t even remember which terms we were on right now when I left, but I do know that they weren’t all good. The man hated my guts, and that was something that I knew. He didn’t say a word to me before he got up from the couch, taking me by surprise before he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a hug that took me by surprise. He kissed the crown of my head and inhaled my scent before he pulled away to look me in the eye. His eyes met mine and a gentle smile formed on his lips before he kissed my forehead. “Do you know how scared I was that something might happen to you when the two of us were still on bad terms?” I froze, trying to process what the man said only for him to shake his head at me. He wiped the tears that even I didn’t realize fell from my eyes before he pulled me in for a hug again. “I am so sorry for the way that I treated you, Lia.” “
Killian:I had to fight back rolling my eyes at my sister who was in the basement, chained to the wall, helpless, and weak. Her face faced the wall, the weakling that she has always been. I was always surprised about how the two of us were siblings and yet, the two of us were far too different. We didn’t even share the same features, if anything, neither one of us looked like the other, and that was something that I was very well aware of. “You didn’t come to save me, did you?” She asked, not bothering to look up at me. Thankfully, Ianos and Andromeda, who didn’t know that I was well aware of her presence, did their job in keeping me concealed while this family dealt with whatever shit they had to deal with. The demon who was in love with my sister was losing his mind over the fact that she was yet to see their son, Konstantin. “Your son is healthy and alive. I came to inform you of that.” I said, and she frowned, trying to process what I was saying. “Alvize, Ezra’s brother, was b
Ezra: Now, to think that I would have found my wife’s anger sexy would be an understatement. The woman looked far more attractive than she ever had as she glared at Maddie, or should I say, Andromeda, as she waited for her to respond. However, the demon didn’t bother to open her mouth to explain anything, and instead, she stayed completely quiet, eyeing my wife as if she had grown a second head or more specifically, may have lost her head. In truth, even I wasn’t sure my wife knew the consequences of challenging a demon the way she did, but that made this a whole lot more attractive, at least, in my eyes. And though I was not sure how this was going to end, I could already tell that my wife was not ready to hear what the demon had to tell her. Her telling me that Maddie was always seeing Lia as a challenge was something that I couldn’t get out of my mind. To think that she has been growing up as my sister and friend made the whole thing come out as more of a stab in the gut. It was
Donatello: I looked at my wife who I knew was now put in tough shoes. My beauty. My pride. And my love has gone through far too much for anyone to understand, and for that, she was forced to keep a lot hidden. However, at this point, I doubted anyone would bother trusting or listening to a word she was going to tell them. If anything, I doubted that anyone would really care about what she was going to have to say. I could see the eyes on her sons’ faces as they looked at her. Ezra was feeling more betrayed by the second, and the hate in Alvize’s eyes killed me as his father. However, I knew that my beauty did what she had to do to keep both of them safe. Otherwise, both of us knew that we would have lost them both. Therefore, going against her pain, her mother’s instincts, and her humanity, she shut off all emotions and did what she had to do to both protect my pack and her kids, Killian included. “Mama, how many more secrets are we going to learn like this?” Ezra asked, sha
Lia: I sat in the bedroom frowning as I tried to think of something that was positive. However, I couldn’t help the headache that I got as I even tried to convince myself that thinking was the right thing to do right now. The fact that Madeline was in this with Killian was something that I couldn’t actually let go of. I didn’t know how I felt about it and I didn’t know how Ezra felt about it. The man considered her as a sister and therefore I didn’t know how he was feeling. But, I knew that he was trying his best to be strong for me. I knew that he was trying his best to keep me calm. But the fact that she wanted to kill me with something that I can’t get my mind off, how many people have been doing the same thing, or how many have been thinking of the same thing. The door was knocked, breaking my train of thoughts as I looked at it, catching the scent of Donatello, who was standing outside. “Come in," I called, standing up from the edge of the bed as I looked at him opening the
Ezra: I took a deep breath frowning as I waited for what I was going to hear. Not knowing what to actually expect from this conversation or where it was going to lead. “I have been sacrificing a lot for my children. All of you, and whether or not you are going to choose to understand it, one of them was sacrificing seeing my sisters.” Mom said, looking at both Alvize and I as she spoke. Her voice was defeated, and her eyes which were obviously exhausted refused to meet mine, and I couldn’t blame her. I knew that I, as her son, had hurt her more than I should have allowed myself to. “What does that have to do with this situation?” Alvize asked, glaring at her. The man’s man was obvious in his eyes, and that wasn’t something that I could ignore. He has dealt with more than anyone should have, and that is something that I, as his brother, could not ignore. “Everything.” Andromeda said, making me frown in confusion. The woman possessing Madeline’s body alone was more than enough for me