Chapter 6.

"Any-way" continues, almost without taking any breaths. "At the time of the great flood shifters stayed in their animal form and survived the flood the destruction, but God decided he had to create beings that could help him make decisions on what to do with the world he had created and made Hera, the goddess of woman and child birth, Poseidon the god of sea and Athena goddess of war and wisdom.

they proved to be extremely helpful and made what be would call a council for God who was now known as, God, Shaddai, Jehovah, Yahweh and Zuse. Now Sodom and Gomorrah was the real turning point for God. He recognized there had to be great changes and created limitations on his creatures and created the moon goddess Selene,

she was the newest of the Heavenly council and with Hera and Athena they thought up the 'Mates Law'." He pauses and studies me hard, I guess he found whatever he was looking for because he continues. "After the wildness of the city and all its immorality, Selene imprinted the need to find a mate,

all the signs and feelings associated with, as she became the mother of all super-naturals. God bestowed the knowledge of each creature and what their purpose was so she made the perfect match for each creature a lure you cannot ignore. First it's the smell the smell of your mate will pull you to them they will smell so good you wont be able to ignore it.

Then there is touch, the tingling sensation of being touched by your mate will bring you to the edge of sanity in pleasure yet, ground you. Eye contact is the last confirmation you found your mate when your souls see each other in recognition."

After Toby told me I would meet his father and the Fae council in the morning and left me in my room I thought about everything he told me, so hard I didn't even look around the room I was in. I just found a chair on a balcony and sat replaying his words in my head, mates I had always dreamed about the one person that would make me feel whole.

I think every hot-blooded American does even if only in secret. but knowing beyond any shadow of doubt there truly is one person out there for me somehow fills me with trepidation. What if's fill my mind and turn my stomach, what if my mating is like my parents a forbidden romance and we are dragged apart.

What if my mate rejects me, at some point during the night Lyle had checked on me and gave me a blanket. Watching the sun rise over the mountains in the distance piecing my mom's letter together. Toby said mates were the most revered in the super world, so why was there so much back lash wouldn't it make sense to keep what the goddess had made sacred.

A knock on the door broke me out of my reverie. "Come in" I shout stretching. An older woman pokes her head in the room "Oh good your awake." she walks in holding a dress bag in her arms. "It's time to get ready for breakfast and you're meeting with the king after that. I'm here to help you."

If I had known how much of a "help" she was sent to be I would have insisted on doing it myself. She bathed me, ALL of me, much to my protest she just kept going! When my torture was complete in the form of my bath, she blew out my hair, styled it, then applied my makeup.

Admiring the work she did in the mirror, I see her behind me pulling out a dress from that bag. when I turn to see it, my heart soared. The gown itself is more elegant then anything I have ever warn. I'm not really into dresses but this! It's an old-world Victorian-inspired dress.

The dress, or well gown, looks so soft. With layers of colors, the chest, sleeves and train are a pastel green fabric, with intricate floral patterns in rich burgundy and gold, the under skirt that is fully visible in the front from the waist to the floor is a lovely burgundy. The gown’s line is enhanced by the use of ruffled trim along the edges.

"With your, Curves, we won't need any of the hoop enhancements to shape you" she says in distaste, and I just roll my eyes. Ignorant comments about my shape have never been something I allowed to bother me.

The dining room, much like the rest of the castle, is a high-ceilinged room done in stunning Gothic architecture. The ceiling features intricate arches and ornate beams, creating a dramatic visual effect. Sunlight streams through tall, narrow windows, illuminating the room with a warm glow.

To the right, a long dining table is elegantly set, adorned with a white tablecloth, fine china, and centerpieces of wildflowers. Surrounding the table are richly upholstered chairs. In the back, a large roaring fireplace adds a classic touch.

Additional seating arrangements are placed throughout the room, including antique-style chairs and a chaise lounge, all enhancing the room’s luxurious atmosphere.

The staff does not seem too pleased to bring me my breakfast. After a few minutes I see Lyle coming in, looking dashing in attire I suspect men wore in the same era my dress is clearly from. "Thank god your here." I say on an exhale. "Oh yeah miss me already?" he says with humor in his voice.

I look around the room at all the people just standing about waiting on us to need something. His eyes follow mine, "Did something happen, have you been treated well?" I roll my eyes as he sits next to me, leaning in I whisper "I would expect a warmer welcome from a polar bear in Alaska after stumbling into her den." a snicker comes from behind me.

Turning to see who it was Toby stands there with a cute boy smile. "It isn't that bad is it?" he questions while taking my hand and kissing the back before taking his seat. I lean into him and whisper "The woman who dressed me was the first person to ever make it to third base, and she skipper first and second." I look at him in horror trying to push the memories away.

After a moment of studying my face, he and Lyle bursts out laughing. "I'm sorry princess it's really not funny." I nod "Yeah, yeah laugh it up you're not laughing at me right, you're laughing with me." my wolf huffs in my head "He probably enjoys being molested by the old bitties in this place." and I loose it, laughing so hard I snort, then with wide eyes I cover my mouth going into a new fit of laughter at the fact I snorted. both men are now staring at me. Tears are rolling down my face and I'm struggling to breath.

A loud thud is heard in the room sobering me immediately and both men stiffen, I look up there is a very angry looking man by the door holding a cane, he slams in on the floor a few more times, then says "The king will see you now." my wolf starts grumbling

"Everyone here has a stick so far up their ass I'm surprised they can even talk without the leaves showing." hmm "More like a whole tree." she snickers. the walk to the king's office was so long my feet began hurting in the shoes I was wearing just as I had the thought of taking them off to walk barefoot the man said "We're here." he knocked three times on the door then announced loudly "A miss Alessia to see the King." and pushed me in the room

The office didn't look like it belonged in this castle with uncharacteristically normal ceilings, and rich wooden tones. The luxurious furnishings, floor-to-ceiling built-in bookshelf, filled with a diverse collection of books and decorative items, along with the huge fireplace as a focal point were what matched the castles astatic. It felt warm and inviting and almost homey.

By the window stood a tall well distinguished man with long, flowing silver hair and a full, well-groomed beard. He is in a light red plaid blazer and a red kilt, complemented by a crisp white shirt underneath. His hands are clasped behind his back showing of his well-built body. His facial expression is warm and inviting, exuding confidence and charm, I dare say he's gorgeous.

"Hello my dear, please come have a seat." stretching out one of his hands motioning to a chair. as he sits in his chair he smiles, "You know, I never knew you were quite so beautiful. the few Fae I have had check on you over the years didn't do you justice." a blush covers my cheeks before I can stop it then what he said sank in. "Wait you knew about me?"