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Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy One
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Fated to More Than One Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Two
Lilith's POVI'm walking through the greenest of grass towards a lady standing in a white gown at the top of the hill in front of me. Her beautiful honey hair flows out behind her as the wind catches it. It takes me an age to walk to her, every few steps it's as if I'm being pulled back, turn't around but I eventually get to her. Or she gets to me, I'm not sure."Lilith" she calls snapping my attention from the floor to her "it's so lovely to see you again child.""It's nice to see you too... who are you?" I ask."Why Celeste of course but you can call me Leste.""As in our creator?" I ask as she guides me to a bench. Theo's voice comes out of nowhere making me look around for him though I cannot find him."Lil... Lilith wake up. We cannot cross these borders. Lilith... Lil... Jesus don't make me breach the border come back. Lil?...Lilith""It's no use, when she's in the other realm she cannot communicate in this realm" there's that voice again, the man that saved me the other day..
Fated to More Than One Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Three
Khai’s POVLilith has slept the whole day away, staying in bed without surfacing once.I check on her in the early afternoon to see her rolling around in bed, burning up with a temperature.Theo and I decide to call Dr Knight, and he sends Dr Samantha I’ve to check on Lilith.“How long has she been burning up?” She asks us as she arrives.“Just today, she fine last night,” Theo mutters unhappily as he strokes Lilith head.It’s almost evening now and we’ve been having to feed Lora Lilith pumped milk but she has much left and she’s unwakable.“I see,” Dr Samantha states, walking to Lilith.She starts look her over, taking her temperature, checking her heart and putting a cuff in her arm to do her blood pressure.She also tried to wake her, but to no avail just like Theo and I.“So?” Theo asks, cradling Lora to his chest as she starts to cry for Lilith.“I think it’s a bad infection. Her lungs have a rattle, so I’m presuming chest injection. Are you sure she wasn’t feeling ill before tod
Fated to More Than One Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Four
Celeste’s POVOf course I presumed I would be met with criticism but I never expected to feel so burdened with it upon receiving said critic.Theo wasn’t one to hold back his opinion, not that I expect him to.After all, he’s of alpha bloodline and a strong alpha at that.He wasn’t impressed that I allowed this soul to love when I had the means to end its existence but he grumbled some sort of incoherent acceptance when I explained my reasoning behind my decision.The most important thing is he’s been wanted and can put things in place for Lora for her future.Lilith had already given her another mate, a mate that seems to be bonding excellently so far.And in the future this should help tremendously.WhT my people haven’t realised is a mate bond isn’t all its presents itself to be.They do not have to accept their fated and I do not demand nor punish them for not taking the one I believe to be well matched.That’s why I have second chance mates, and they don’t stop there.Some people
Fated to More Than One Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Five
Lilith's POVThe memories continue to fill up any consciousness.A strange and unabating voice wakes me from my light slumber.It's not particularly saying many words, but it's happy nevertheless, and the aura accompanying the person is addictively more-ish.They seem blissfully unaware and happy, content with their surroundings which confounds me. Where are they? Are they close??Their room seems dark, maybe with the ambience of red. Yes, yes, I can see what they can. It's as if they are sharing their secret with me.I wonder if they are another of the long line of children Damian keeps. I mean, they must be, to be around here.I lay silently for a while, soaking up their energy, afraid that they might go silent again if I spoke or tried to communicate. I need this, the happiness from an untainted person.I can't really explain with words how happy and content the being makes me feel by just sharing their... innocence. I think, perhaps, it's maybe because I'm alone and I hate bein
Fated to More Than One Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Six
Theo’s POVLilith doesn’t wake during the evening or the next morning.She stays in a sleep like state despite her fever coming down and the medicine battling the infection for her.I almost feel sick to my stomach that none of us had noticed her coming down with thing.And I feel even more defeated in the realisation I can neither communicate with her or Abyss, or see her dreams and thoughts despite touching her repeatedly.I’m unsure of what to take from her radio silence, unconvinced that she’d be truly asleep without thinking.And without dreaming.Even Lora hasn’t aroused a reaction from her despite our attempts to allow her to cry and pluck one from her.Samantha though, true to Khai’s demands, had stayed in the pack house. Ensuring her proximity in case the worse was to happen.And Khai and me?Well we’ve been here at home, refusing to go out on jobs, refusing to train.In fact if I’m honest we’ve nothing, really.Looking after Lora is the only task we’ve found ourselves doing
Fated to More Than One Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Seven
Celeste’s POV The souls refused to accept Haiti’s child and despite myself and needing sleep I keep it company, talking to it.Reassuring it that there will be someone that will love it.I see it now, the life that it had to lead.A life of solitary, a life Roth no one to love them until their mate comes.And trust me, I’ve given her a mate that’s unmatched in rank.A high up alpha that will be one of the rulers of wolf kind.The funny thing is this wolf has Lucan blood in him, only enabling them to evolve with the best of bloodlines.Hati’s child will be the beginning of said future.Sighing I look in the pool for the tenth time this morning.They are much the same, they are all keeping to one side whilst pushing Hati’s child to the other.I hate watching my souls divide themselves like this, being unaccepting of another in their kind and no matter how much I push them together nothing changes.I’m saddened to know I’ve made wolves that are far to blind to be inclusive.And it hurts
Fated to More Than One Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Eight
Lilith POVAbyss comes to the forefront of my mind. Her being wholesome and belonging.She makes me feel warm and for a moment we stare at one another. Her in her rightful form, a white wolf with purple tips. Her eyes endearing as her tail moves back and forth.“What is it?” I ask her.She looks to me sadly, her eyes downcast as she tiptoes towards me.Do you remember that day we first shifted? She asks me.Yes. Yes it was painful, I answer.My mind wanders back to that day, everything morphing once more.Everything burns as I lay between Theo's legs out in the woods at the back of the pack house. My bones are making the most disgusting sound as everything morphs in front of me.My vision is blurry and hazy as I try to focus on the early evening sky above us, looking for anything to distract me from the pain that's all consuming. The moon is slowly creeping up and the sun rapidly disappearing and with every second that passes by and the pain becomes more... and more... and even fuc
Fated to More Than One Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Nine
Lilith's POVSadness crushes my soul as Abyss remains quiet after her revelation but the visions continue.Jumping to a time where Damian had taken me, the bunker being the very nightmare I thought I had escaped.The room is dark and cold and smells of mildew. And despite my best efforts, Damian's hold on me remains firm and unbreakable."Leave us..." he states as the darkness takes one of my senses. This was my worst nightmare, the dark. The inability to see my surroundings and the fear attached to that... I find that my heart is already racing, and Abyss has recessed into the darkest depths of my mind. She is silent and loans no strength to help me to breathe.The panic rises in my body as the silence stretches out, and I'm sure it's a tactic. A way to make me fear the unknown future that I will be living in soon."Your emotions have always been so... potent," Damian breaks the silence as he pushes me. I free-fall, expecting to hit against something hard. Maybe my head or ribs,
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