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
~~~~~Despite having a rough time leaving the pack town, once the pups saw the rolling hills, bright blue skies, and scenery, they were no longer against the trip. But now they were running everywhere in their wolfish forms, bounding between the trees, jumping high in the air, and giggling wildly. Even Elvenia joined in the fun, her white fur sparkling bright in the noon sun. She was beautiful, unbelievably so, as she landed in front of the carriage, making the driver stop.“What’s wrong?” Catherine wondered, watching as Zion appeared in the window. “Are we under attack?”“The pups picked up a strange scent. Nathan and Isaac are checking it out now with Silas and Gunther.” Zion confirmed before staring deep into her eyes. “Stay put.”It was not an order she could follow. Catherine could hear the screech of a dragon nearby, and something told her all was not right. Without waiting, she ste
DragoShifs, Dark Fae, and Werewolves. Gnomes, Satyrs, and Forest Fae all gathered outside the Faerie Border, hopeful to glimpse the Tatiana before she presumably entered her homelands to never return. Catherine had to remain firm in her stance. Acceptance would be necessary if she wanted to save this world. It was the only thing she knew to start with. Where had she learned that motto? She wondered for a second before shaking the thought from her head. As she came to stand before all those onlookers, everyone seemed to hold their breath."I return to my homelands for now only. If the Counsel of Queens do not agree to my demands, negotiation will have to begin. I refuse to stand aside as higher classes reject those in lower classes." Catherine stated, using her Lias to access, making her voice louder for everyone. "You all matter, are all worthy of love. Times have changed."The people looked stunned at her statements, their eyes and jaws open in unconcealed shock. It w
The thought of not taking time away from her tasks to spend time with her husbands made her heart hurt, so she planned and planned to make tonight happen. When Gunther and Zion returned from their trip to find the room empty, she could feel their concern thrum to life almost as though she were in the same room. A small smile lifted the corners of her lips, and she stepped out of their ensuite bathing room to meet them in a bathrobe. She fully intended to spend a quiet time together with them tonight. "Cathy?" His deep voice made her thighs clench in anticipation, and she chewed on her lip as she stepped forward, her arms open. "Are you not too busy for...?" "I will never be too busy for my husbands." Catherine stated, taking in a deep breath, her cheeks flooding with heat. "I love you. If I do not make time for you three, I do not deserve to be your wife." His jaw clenched, but he took one step forward, his hand outstretched in shock. Perhaps he did not expec
Catherine is immortal. She would live forever with Silas by her side. But Gunther and Zion had a few hundred years with her before they faded away. Their goal was to use caution, so they would not put Gunther and Zion at risk. They were aware Catherine would chase after Silas and they would go with her, meaning their lives would be in danger. Especially in Faerie, because they did not know what waited on the other side of the gate. If they used silver, or Majyk, both her first and third husbands could be in trouble because of their natural disadvantage.Faerie were the most Majykally inclined of all the creatures on Erlias, with the strongest being the Tatiana and her Harlequin. But they did not know what affects Faerie would have on outsiders, since no one recalled much of the previous ruler. Catherine lifted her head in her hand, her elbow propping up on Zion's chest. Silas was already awake, his frustrated expression focused on another parchment in his hand. As if he could
Catherine could be clueless about Fae. Unlike the former Tatiana, she did not grow up in Faerie, so she did not know their homeland well. Even Silas, who grew up there, was only ever within the forests. With his odd parentage, he was an outcast, and one hated. And he did not want Catherine to know just how mistreated his life was before her. Touching her light felt almost wrong considering the sins of his past, yet she only looked at him with love and acceptance. It was unfamiliar and made him colder than necessary. He looked at her where she slept atop the DragoShif. Gunther was on his back, arms locked around her tiny waist, and she snoozed on her side, her hands tucked under her head. The Tatiana was a thing of beauty, no matter how small she was, and it made him even more protective of her. Though why she wanted to sleep on top of the Dragon made little sense to him. He closed his eyes in thought, his mind going back to her concern over his relationships with the other t
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
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
"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