*Meadow*So there I was, standing in front of the doorway, my breath heavy and my heart beating fast. Bella and Cara both in front of me as we waited for our signal. While we waited, I heard the beautiful melodies of Agape's violin begin and I half closed my eyes to hear her play. "She is really good at it." I heard Bella say and I nodded, looking at the proud Gideon standing close to her."Yes, she is... and she is also a very nice person." Cara replied, her and Agape had become friends during the last months and I was very proud of them both.I could also feel Caleb close by, he was as anxious as me but a little more restless. I have felt his presence around during the day while I was getting ready but he and Alex were on a bet, to see how long would he stay away and leave me alone with the girls without him contacting me in any way. Caleb wanted to win the bet, yet more than once he had been close to lose it.The truth was, Caleb and I share a very unique bond, one that allows u
*Meadow*He smiled at me as he began, speaking calmly. "In your eyes, I have found my home. In your heart, I have found my love. In your soul, I have found my mate. With you, I am whole, full, alive. You make me laugh. You let me cry. You are my breath, my every heartbeat." He cleared his throat once more and I realized I was holding my breath when he whispered to me. 'Breath...' I chuckled and breathe heavily as I tried to hide my blush and he continued. "I am yours. You are mine. Of this we are certain. You are lodged in my heart. The small key is lost. You must stay there forever."As I heard the last words, he rubbed away a tear that I didn't know I had, running down my cheek. I kissed his hand and took a deep breath to share my part of the vow. "You are my inspiration and my soul's fire. You are the magic of my days. You help me laugh, you teach me love. You provide a safe place for me, unlike I've ever known. You free me to sing my own song. You are more of an amazement to me,
*Meadow*He sat me in bed and pulled a chair in front of me where he set. I began to chuckle for all the ceremonial he made and he ran his fingers through his hair, a little unsure of what was happening. "I am sorry love, if I worried you... I swear those were not my intentions." I began and he nodded, taking my hands in his and squeezing them tenderly."That is ok, Princess. I just know you are always up front about things, so you holding something that required my attention made me worried. It must be important." He assumed correctly.I nodded and sighed, holding his hands as much as he held mine. "I haven't been feeling well lately, so I went to the clinic and they ran some tests... The results were very conclusive..." I said and his eyes grew wide with worry. I couldn't let him go through that for long so I finished it quickly. "We are going to have pups... and by pups I mean... three pups..." I finally laid the truth and I could see his face change drastically with a wide grin.
*Eight Legged Intruders*He stared at his hands as his foot tapped on the floor repeatedly, his back leaned against the hospital wall as he checked the clock one more time. It was only 6 minutes after 7 in the late afternoon and all the nurses kept smiling at him, offering him drinks or snacks, their phone numbers.He sighed with some frustration, why above all the gifts the Goddess could give him, she had to give him a charm for the females in both were and human world? He didn't have it in him to flirt around or chase tails, as his mother would say.He was a man who wanted nothing but to do his job, make his Alpha and pack proud, get home with a smile. Well, and now her."Hey baby... do you want some free candy?" A voice startled him, he lifted his gaze and his nose twitched when the sting of alcohol and pot from the body of what it would look like a 30 year old woman a few meters away, reached him.A cop pulls her from her wrist and makes her yelp and focus on him again while t
Of course he would hear all of that before hearing the smallest movement of a spider inside their room. In other circumstances he would have shook his head and let it pass but he was now in the very important task of being a knight in shining armor.He was about to give up as he was listening to other people's private conversations instead of what he wanted when a small tiny whisper of movement caught his attention. His head snapped to the source of the sound and he spotted the fat but tiny eight-legged target."Is there a plastic cup I can borrow?" He whispered to the girls and Crista instantly moved her free hand to the side table and laid her pills on it, giving him the plastic container. "Thank you, my Lady." He smiled at her and her wrinkled face seemed to look younger with her own smile.He walked slowly to his target, almost too slow, but enough to make Bella almost gasp as he jumped in one foot over the pristine couch and aimed the cup up, trapping the spider inside it. He t
*Preparations*The phone rang and he quickly picked it up at the second ring. "Yes Alpha.""I might have some things which may need to be done over there Craig, if you don't mind doing them while you wait for your mate." The unamused voice of his leader made him sit up straight in the blink of an eye."My pack is first, Alpha. Tell me what it needs to be done and I will do it." He replied without hesitation.On the other end of the line, he heard his own personal hero sigh. "It should not be always like that, Craig. Your mate will become also the most important thing in your life sooner or later, I am going to try my best to make it safe for her and all of us in the future... so you never have to pick which one comes first..."Craig smiled, he knew he was right and he was just not used to have someone else to look after; but there was no doubt that everything, including his dreams, were now filled with Bella's face and fragrance."I will do anything you want Alpha, how are things
His Alpha had already gave him the number of a "cleaning team" to help but he was decided to do it all by himself. Suddenly his phone rang and he quickly looked at the number; he wasn't expecting anyone else to call him except Aeneas, but he was surprised to read it was actually Alex."He... Hello?" He hesitated at first then heard Alex grunt on the other side of the line."Craig, why did you have to change the shifts of the tower watchers? And why on earth would you move the traps that far behind! You should have called me before doing any of this!" A small growl was heard and quickly he started to laugh. "It's not funny Craig!""I am sorry Alex, but Alpha ordered me to make some changes... if you check on the report I left you, you will see I made all the right justifications for those and other changes I made...""What?! More changes?! What else did you do?! And where is that supposed report?!" Alex snarled at someone else near him and Craig laughed harder. He wouldn't be laughi
*Uncertain Future*He was waiting for her on the waiting room when his phone rang. He saw a private number and took a deep breath before picking up. "Hello.""Craig, am I correct?" A voice sounded faintly from the other side."Yes, Aeneas I suppose?" He replied."The one and only..." The amused voice chuckled. "Me and my people are ready to go where your leader is.""At four in the afternoon, meet me in the restaurant where you met my Alpha. I will pick you and your people there and lead you to your next destination." Craig replied, as serious as he could be."Until four then." Aeneas said and cut the call.Craig sighed and slid his fingers through his hair, his heart was both with his pack and his mate, yet he hadn't been able to advance more with the second one."Is everything ok Craig?" The soft voice of his mate made him smile, he lifted his gaze and saw her standing close to him."Yes, just work stuff, I might need to make a trip tomorrow... how is your mom?" He asked her
*Meadow*The sun casts a warm golden glow, as if trying to heal the scarred landscape left by the war. Fields, once lush and green, lie ravaged, but sprouts of new life fight their way through the wreckage. The earth seems to be slowly stitching itself back together, just as we are.I sit anxiously as I wait for Sol to walk down the flowered aisle. She chose this place as the setting for her wedding, and when I asked her why, she said she wanted to honor those people who fell during our battle."Look at that," Xavier says, pointing to a small group of deer grazing in the distance. "Life always finds a way.""Indeed," I reply, my voice catching in my throat. The sight is both beautiful and heartbreaking. It's hard not to think of those who never got to see this moment of renewal.Right after the battle, we spent our days rebuilding the world around us, not only the physical structures, but also the hearts and minds of those left behind. It's a slow and arduous process, but with each bri
*Solveigh*My consciousness returns slowly, as if emerging from the depths of a murky abyss. The voices around me are hushed and indistinct, like echoes in a fog. I strain to understand them, but they remain elusive.‘Sol,’ Seth's voice resonates within my mind, warm and reassuring. ‘You're going to be okay. You need more rest before your body can fully recover.’I want to respond, to tell him how tired I am, but my limbs are heavy and unresponsive. My eyelids feel weighed down, as if encased in stone. It's frustrating, this inability to move or communicate.‘Mom... Dad…’ I try to call for them in my thoughts, hoping Seth will relay my message.Footsteps approach, and I sense their familiar presence even before I hear dad's deep, calming voice. "Seth, how is she?""Her body is still too weak to talk or open her eyes or move yet," Seth explains gently. "But she can hear us."My heart swells with gratitude. They came, just as I knew they would. I wish I could see their faces or embrace t
*Caliope*I watch Amral crumple to the ground, his eyes rolling back as he loses consciousness. Panic surges through me like a tidal wave, drowning out all other emotions. The dark creatures circle him, preparing to tear him apart, and something inside me snaps."Amral!" I scream, my voice cracking under the weight of my fear and desperation. He can't die; not now, not like this. My love for him, my need to protect him, fuels my anger and pain. I have more to fight for than ever before."Get away from him!" I roar, focusing all my dark powers into a singular force. Shadows stretch out from my fingertips, wrapping around the monstrous beings that threaten his life. I tug at the darkness, sending the creatures flying away from his motionless body."Please, you can't leave me," I whisper, tears streaming down my face. Desperation echoes through my voice, and I feel it deep within my soul. "You can't die."The creatures recover quickly, turning their attention towards me. But I'm not afrai
*Solveigh’s*I step through the black hole portal, and my breath catches in my throat. The darkness enveloping me is thick, almost tangible, and I feel like I'm choking on it. Panic rises within me as I sense the presence of the creatures, born from the shadows and chaos that surround us."Sol," Seth's voice rings out, startling me. He's right beside me, his strong hand gripping mine. He steadies myself emotionally. My panic begins to subside a little, replaced by a sense of calm that only Seth can provide. "We'll get through this," he whispers, his eyes filled with determination."Where are they? Amrafel, Caliope," I call out, searching for our companions. Within seconds, they materialize before us, their powerful auras cutting through the darkness. Amrafel's eyes are like twin flames, lighting up his face, while Caliope's gaze is as sharp as obsidian."Ready to fight these dark creatures?" Amrafel asks, his voice low and steady. Caliope nods, her face set in grim resolve. I feel conf
*Solveigh*I feel like I am in a new state of existence, and every inch of my body is running with electricity; something else has replaced my blood, and the adrenaline is addictive. Seth’s hand presses on my back and I know the reason why I haven't fainted is that of him.A large creature falls close to me and I jump, but quickly regain my focus, not wanting to be distracted, but the smell that comes from its corpse is making me nauseous. I shiver slightly but lock my eyes on my brother Ian, and then I feel ready to try more.It is not the first time; I have done this before, transferring my abilities, affecting them in a way that helped them, enhancing them. I know I can do this, and so, I feel myself reach to Xavier and he shudders slightly, then his voice booms, and it starts to affect the lesser creatures that screech in what now has become a battlefield.I can’t erase the smile on my face; we are making things happen, they are stepping away, so many of them are on the floor alrea
*Xavier*‘They are here,’ are Ian’s words. Words that reach me just as I finish kissing my mates.I rush outside and I see Ian in the middle of the large field, he is looking up to the sky and my eyes follow his. A black pool of nothingness is starting to grow, and I see the elementals panicking as they whisper things in different languages and I know my brother feels them more than me.This angers me; it is not like we weren’t expecting them. Sure, we didn’t know specifically when they were going to attack again, but we had been preparing for them.I focus on the fire elementals and I let my command voice do its job. “Gather up! Get ready! Distraction is needed very fast! Chop chop!”Uncle Aen is quickly joining them, keeping his calm as he looks at me and nods, he knows the time has come. I turn to look at my mates and I feel caught up in the same panic; my mates need to be safe.“Don’t you stand there, you need to get over there and help take them down,” Dana pulls me out from the s
*Meadow*I rush into the cabin, and I find a small gathering in the living room. I don’t understand why everyone is here and not inside helping my Sol. Caleb quickly reaches me and we both walk straight towards her bedroom door.Until Xavier stops us.“Son?” I ask, confused and angry at the same time. “What is happening?”“Mother, wait… Sol is actually ok, she was taken to Caliope’s father to help.”His words feel almost like a foreign language to me. “I can’t feel her mind, what do you mean with all this?”I look at Caly and she actually looks back at me with a face filled with confusion and fear. It is Lucifer who speaks for her. “I have been many eons in my own prison, so I know what he is doing. He has felt a connection to Sol, so he has used her to send a message to us. He can’t hold it for long, so she should be back very soon.”Her words make some sense, and I understand why Caly is a bit shaken by this. I look at her and nod, trying to contain myself as well, showing her that
*Solveigh*I walk through a path of tall and untamed grass. Wild dandelions fly as I walk by them, and the sun shines at its peak, yet its heat is soothing, not overwhelming. The wind blows on my face, and there is pure peace embracing me.Am I dreaming?No, this is not a dream, it is so real. I feel the grass at the tip of my fingers and I sense the texture of them. I see a cabin, a very old one, and a scarecrow that is standing in the middle of the empty land. I frown as I notice that there are no crows nor any animals around us.Everything seems so eery and quiet. Too quiet.As the seconds pass and I keep walking, I get worried, something is about to happen or is happening. I am not sure what it is, even though I keep looking all around me, but something doesn’t fit. Is like I am inside a painting, a living painting.It is when I open my mouth to talk, that I realize that I have no voice as well, and now, I know this must be a nightmare.‘Seth, can you feel me?’ I try to reach for
*Caleb*I watch as Aen handles the elementals calmly. It is not an easy task, yet his experience in battle allows to use his command voice with every one of them. It is something out of an epic story, and yet we find ourselves helpless while we wait.Ebony and Ivory are having a small talk with Sol, the angels like her a lot, which ensures her protection. Is not like she would need so much of it, she is her own worst enemy. But to know they are fond of my daughter just makes me happy.“Where are your thoughts?” Amra asks me as I keep staring at my daughter and the angels.“My thoughts are a bit drifting, I don’t like the idea of coming to a war unprepared,” I admit to him. I know he is also worried, although he shows himself much more calm and collected.“I understand that, and it does bring me worries. I like to be in control of the situation, but nothing that is happening is under our control… in fact, I think the only thing under our control is the lack of actions.”I sigh and shak