“I cannot understand Circe or Cathy in the slightest.” Catherine mumbled, staring at their interlocking hands high above their heads. “How could they resist the pull caused by the mark?”
“Precisely because she lived her entire life here.” Silas answered, startling her from her thoughts, and she glanced over the arm of the couch to see him leaning against the door, arms crossed, eyes hidden behind his odd glasses. “You were the one to respond to them, though, so I believe I now understand what happened. Your soul was not the only soul displaced in their mistake.”
“You think hers was too?” She wondered as she lifted the blankets to cover the red love bites that littered her skin from Zion’s lips. “Maybe her soul originally belonged to the world I grew up in?”
Silas stared at her for a moment before closing his eyes again, his body pushing off the door to walk closer. It would make sense,
Silas knew he would face punishment, but since Catherine got pregnant, he refused to let her emotions rule her judgement. Circe had to die. Attacking the Tatiana was illegal, and punishable by death, and he was the one who promised to carry out the punishment. What he did not expect was for Zion to take her side. Thinking of a fitting punishment for Circe would place stress on her while she was pregnant. Though Silas hoped to get out of their marriage, too. Part of him still wondered what to do. It felt like something was happening to his heart, and anytime she was near, he almost lost control. So, his reasonings were selfish.“Why did you do it?” Zion wondered, narrowing his eyes through the cage with which they held Majyk foes. “You knew Catherine wanted to help her, Silas. Things were working out.”When Silas turned to face Zion, however, Zion’s expression changed and realization crossed his features. Of course, Zion would understand. I
“You were the one who agreed to my going shopping today.” Catherine replied with a wave of the hand. “Look, we need to get on the same page here.”“That is what I have been trying to tell you…” Zion countered with a nod. “Leave us.”She took in a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, counting in her mind from one to ten as everyone left the room. Relationships face misunderstandings often, and she knew her emotions could get the better of her, but Zion was taking things too far. Then he stood, his massive frame reminding her just how large her first husband was. When he stalked over to her, though, she could see the desire to fix things burning in his eyes. Healthy relationships are give and take. Determined, she took his hand, guiding him to the sofa next to her.The pups had just started moving, yet this would be the first and last time she would get to experience it while bearing his children. Average pregnan
~~~~~ Despite being an Earth Dragon, Gunther had wings. He could soar far above the clouds, giving Catherine a much-needed break from the whines of the whelps. He took it slowly, his huge wings flapping, displacing the surrounding clouds. Gunther glanced over his shoulder for a second to see the bright smile lighting his wife’s features; her purple eyes sparkling with her glee. It was that smile he lived for. That happiness. He angled to the side, turning his attention forward. Zion would never forgive him if something happened due to him being distracted. ‘Thank you, Gunther.’ He could feel her small body relax against his spine as they flew. ‘I needed this.’ Good. She was happy. After they left the pups with the nursemaid and got Zion’s and Silas’s approval for a reprieve, Gunther picked a nearby mountain to fly her to for a few days’ rest away from the hustle and bustle. It was something he had been working on for a while now to see her s
A heavy yawn parted her lips as she stretched, pushing her body off the pillow pile near the fireplace to a seated position. Gunther was nowhere to be seen, but she could still sense his Lias, which meant he was nearby. Catherine looked at the walls of the cavern a little closer, then her eyes widened.Diamonds-like gems littered the wall, glittering with a light all their own. They seemed to glow, something unlike anything she had ever seen, and she found them to be beautiful. Standing, she approached the wall, her hand reaching out to touch the sparkling jewel.“Beautiful, are they not?” Gunther asked, startling her into turning around. “Silas said they formed over thousands of years, pressed tight by Erlias’s dirt and rocks.”“It sounds so familiar, but I cannot remember where I heard it from.” She replied, her gaze turning away from his dripping wet form. “Did you bathe?”“Maybe it was someth
They feared her. The Tatiana. Her brothers, Uncles, and Father were protective, but she wanted to protect herself. She was ‘special’, she was ‘different’. That was what Uncle Silas said. Elvenia did not know what that meant, but she wanted no part of it. She wanted to run in the woods with her brothers, play in the trees with her Fae friends, and dance the night away. But those outside her mom’s circle were mean sometimes. So, her knees knocked together as she approached her mother. “You called for m-me, M-Mother Catherine?” She could not help but shiver in fear as she stuttered over her words. “Ah! S-sorry!” “Mother Catherine? Elvenia, you’re my daughter. You can call me mom, or mommy, or whatever you want.” Beautiful purple eyes turned towards her, wide with apparent shock. “Did your Alpha change that?” “N-No, some of the p-pack said it... oh, but it’s fine! Dad said it helps build c
~~~~~“Where is Catherine?” Silas wondered, walking into the Great Hall where Zion was discussing business with another Wolf-Alpha, though one of lesser status. “I could not locate her Lias within the property.”His eyes darkened as he looked up at the Fae, his jaw tightening immediately. Then he cast out his Lias, searching the grounds, town, and nearby forests for her. With a loud snarl, Zion stood, his chair hitting the floor behind him. If she left, if she headed south to face the Dragons, she could be in danger. The door opened, revealing the form of Catherine standing next to Gunther.“The Dragons have left and refuse any further attacks.” Gunther stated, hand stroking the back of his neck. “I told her to check with you two first, but I made a promise and—”Before he could finish speaking, Zion pinned him by the neck to the wall nearby, his anger making his hazel eyes almost glow. B
Silas was growing annoyed quickly. This was why he wanted to avoid cities and packs for as long as possible. There were so many other things he needed to do besides putting weaker males in their place. He always hated this aspect of their society and wished it could change, but he refused to allow a weak male to touch Catherine. Unlike his wife, Silas doubted the strength he saw in the Omega Pup, too. But there was something different to the young Elvenia’s Lias. Something to her energy that seemed to make her desirable to some of the younger males. “Why am I worrying over that pup?” Silas wondered, walking into a nearby shop to purchase something he had his eyes on for a while. “Ah, yes.” “No.” “I do not care that your mother is the Tatiana, or that she ordered Omegas to be treated with respect. Your kind are not allowed in here.” A male yelled, causing Silas to glance over at the scene. “Get out.” “I said no.” Elvenia countered, her back straighteni
It was the perfect life. Cathy walked through the halls of her business with a smile and a cheerful spring in her step. Since she woke up from her sleep with few memories, she knew this was where she belonged. Running ‘Cathy’s Corner’ interior design. And her love-life was going great too. Cathy sighed, glancing at herself in the nearby window. Black hair, brown eyes, and pouty lips met her gaze, but it was the happy step that drew her interest. Her legs, in fact.“Miss Jensen, your date is here.” A receptionist said, pointing out to Germany. “I hope you enjoy your evening!”Cathy stepped out into the late afternoon sun, pulling her jacket a little closer for warmth. It was a blind date her friend set her up on, yet she still felt a little wary. Who would be comfortable going on a blind date in this day and age? She wondered before shaking the thought from her head. With curious eyes, she looked around the parking lot outside t
"Assessment complete. We have located the correct soul. Let us check her response to the Future Tatiana's Chosen Husbands." A voice said, causing my eyes to blink open. "You came to the park to play today with your new friends. Have fun!" The surrounding scenery changed from blank white to a splash of all the colors of the rainbow. I lifted my hand to block out the sun before throwing my head around to look around the park. It was pretty, and I could see three different boys playing by themselves. I skipped to the meanest looking one first, worried I would chicken out if he was actually as mean as he looked. He glanced up at me before jerking his head away, as if he should fear me. "Go away. Girls dislike scary boys." "But you're not that scary. You have honest eyes, which makes you quite handsome." I stated with a giggle, before pointing at the slide. "Would you like to play?" "No. I prefer watching over the people I like." He replied with a gentle smile, though still would not le
"Gunther, you should not be seen with that Fae female!" His father warned with narrowed ruby eyes. "What if she mind controls you and forces you to harm us?" "Catherine would never do that, Father." Gunther sighed, annoyed at the topic coming up again, and glared at the older Dragon. "She is a good female, perfect for raising our whelps. You said you would trust me." "I do, but at least keep your options open. Lady Gisela is very interested in seeing you again." Klaus stated with a mischevious grin. "Perhaps you could see..." "Gisela is a childhood friend and nothing more. She could never produce several heirs. You know Dragon fertility rates are low." The younger returned while clenching his fists, his form growing stiffer. "You wanted me to Intirmate with the Tatiana so the Dragons could have strong whelps. How could you ask me to turn my back on my wife?" It hurt. Gunther loved his family and the Dragons. He wanted a wonderful future for all of the
Gunther remained by her side when they approached the entrance to the Audience Chamber within the Lair. Though she felt out of place and unwanted, she kept her head up and her attention focused on what she wanted to say. Dragons were notorious for growing angry, something she often saw in her third husband, so she wanted to make sure she did not offend the King.As they got closer, the doors opened revealing a large throne with a shifted Dragon lying near it. Powerful Lias filled the room, making the candles flicker off the shiny white walls, and she gripped Gunther's hand, hoping for the courage to make this work. She looked up at her husband with a small nod, wanting to get this over with. They took two steps before the Dragon's eyes opened, a familiar red with slitted black pupils.He was massive, with a curving green and red tail, large dark green wings, and an extremely long snout. This Dragon had to be the strongest of all the Dragons, and the thought made
The Queens were angry with his orders, but could not rise against him. Silas smirked a little before refocusing on the parchment in his hands. People did not like the barriers to Faerie being open. There were hate crimes happening, and DragoShif children being located. And he missed her. Since she entered the Dragon Territory, neither he nor Zion heard anything from Catherine or Gunther.He could still feel her Intirmating link, but she was keeping things silent. Perhaps she was learning more about their culture she could not share, though that made him nervous. What if she was in danger? Silas shook the thoughts from his head, unwilling to savor the idea. Even if she were weakened by something, she would endure. He just needed faith in her. With that determination, he continued working until a heavy knock fell on his door."Come in." He called, unsurprised when several Queens filed into the room, annoyed expressions on their faces. "What is it?""The Barrier to
Fynn looked between Gunther and Catherine with annoyed, yellowish eyes, making her shift nervously. She hated being scrutinized by people who were strangers to her. But Gunther trusted him enough to bring her here, to his friend's unremarkably gray, rocky home, so perhaps she should give him the benefit of doubt. Fynn was a slimmer DragoShif who looked a little older than Gunther, but she did not know how old that was."You never found a den for your Intirmate?" Fynn questioned, drawing the gaze of everyone nearby. "Come inside."When she stepped through the entryway into the mountain, the first thing she noticed was how beautiful the place was. Instead of what she imagined as a cold, unforgiving room, the foyer was actually quite warm in its decor and gentle blues, so she breathed an inward sigh of relief. Fynn turned with a scowl on his face, and Catherine tilted her head at his strange expression. Was there something wrong?"Your father is sick. Rebels are ri
To say it was clothing was a gross understatement. Catherine did not know how the clothes stayed in place to cover all her private parts, but it did. It was still a dress, of sorts. The top was one long scarf-like dark blue fabric that wrapped around her neck in a single loop before covering her breasts. It attached at the hips to a lighter blue fabric skirt with flower prints near the tail. Her entire back and parts of her chest down to her bellybutton felt more exposed than normal, and her cheeks flushed."I look silly..." she stated, covering the slip of skin between the fabric of her top with her arms. "This is embarrassing..."Since she came back from the ensuite, the three had yet to close their mouths, but as soon as she turned to change, she felt a whisper of breath across her bare back, making her toes curl. Her husbands could be so cruel, she thought, turning to find Gunther on his knees next to her. His ruby red eyes were blown up in lust, and his fingers pu
"Cathy, you cannot accommodate him like that. If it is too much, then say so." Silas's familiar voice rang in his head and he blearily opened his eyes. "Oh look. The Lizard is waking up!" "Silas..." Catherine started warningly, but the cool expression on his face had Gunther wincing. "He needs to hear it at some point. You cannot go that far, Lizard. If Catherine spends too much of her Lias on us, the world gets off balance." The Fae ranted, listing things off with efficiency. "And I know your mating season is soon, but try to remember your wife just had pups." One look at her told him all he needed to know. He did not mean to push her that far, but he was so out of it, lost since their last time together, that all he could think about was her pleading expression. All he could see was her acceptance. The same acceptance he knew made her an attractive wife, yet never expected to receive. He loved her, but he hurt her. When her hands reached out to stroke
She knew better, but it was calling to her. Now, here she was, stuck to the side of some young male Fae who only pretended to like her. Elvenia did not want to go to Faerie until a few weeks ago, when some young man, a guard, came to confess to her. He promised her a future together only to lie and hurt her. Why did her mother allow this? Elvenia sighed, but thought about Catherine.Never once had her mother denied her or rejected her. This would hurt her, but Elvenia hoped her parents would give up. Despite his lies to her, she did not want Eitan to face punishment. Especially not from her father. They may have hid the truth from her mother, but she knew Silas wanted Circe to die. She could see it in his eyes anytime Circe was brought up. The Elder Fae likely felt at fault for this latest string of stress."Your mother will not be coming here." Circe whispered with a crazy grin. "But with you here, she cannot do anything when I go there. Only the real Tatiana has cont
She was busy. Gunther understood it and was told not to be selfish, yet here she was, staring expectantly at him. The Council of the Queens agreed to meet with her if she passes through the gate. But Catherine refused, stating the Council would need to come to her. She was headstrong and refused to bow to them, which made her shine brighter in his eyes. Since she came into her Majyk, she seemed like a different woman and it drove him wild. But he did not expect her to notice. He felt distant from her. Sure, he saw her every day, but her focus was on Silas and Zion, something that annoyed him greatly. Though he tried to not complain. Catherine had a lot of responsibilities when she was this close to the border of Faerie. That was what he tried to convince himself of, anyway. The more they laid under the moons of Erlias, her resting on his shifted form, these thoughts plagued him. "Do not let me ignore you, Gunther. If you want attention, let me know." She whispered, h