I sigh and decide it's time to get up and just deal with the dress that I’m stuck in for the rest of the evening. Of course my luck decides to plummet because just as I start to stand my ankle twists and I lose balance. Strong arms quickly grab me and straighten me out. Once again, I don’t have to look to know it’s Xei. The jolt of electricity that attacked my body at his touch told me who it was.
“If you can’t stand in those stupid shoes maybe you shouldn’t wear them.” Xei grumbles as he steps away.
“I can stand just fine, I twisted my ankle, you big oaf.” I huff out and turn to walk around him.
He shoots out his arm and stops me in my tracks and when I look up at him I can see a mixture of heat, fire and anger flash across his deep blue eyes. “What the fuck are you wearing?”
“A dress.” I say as I start to fidget with the hem trying to pull it down uselessly.
“That is not a dress! That’s some scrapes of material. Go change.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “You have got to be kidding me. You're not my daddy. I will wear whatever I fucking want to wear.”
Just then Mer pops her head into the doorway shouting at us to stop fighting and hurry up. I rush to her and take her by the arm as we make our way outside. I can feel the daggers of Xei’s gaze across my back as a smile forms on my lips. Guess he liked the dress.
We make our way outside. I see Bix waiting by the car with the door open. I was surprised I didn’t see him at dinner but I left it alone. Mer stops and her body immediately goes rigid as she notices him. He just nods and says he was ordered to insure the safety of the ride. Mer acknowledges only with a nod of her own before getting in the car.
“You know you could always try being nice. He's your mate.”
“You have no room to talk, and besides, you know I can’t get close. Why encourage something that can never be.” Her words are simple but her voice holds emotion that she refuses to let out.
“I know you think you can’t but you never know. The power of the fates is strong.”
“I don’t feel like discussing this. Drop it please. If not then I will be forced to make you tell me all about those hot ass men you have fawning all over you.” She says with a smirk and I know she is trying to change the subject so I’ll leave her alone.
Truth is though, she’s right. I don’t want anyone in my business either. I’m all sorts of confused about what to do about Xei and Gin. Both men are hot as hell but Xei drives me insane both physically and emotionally. Gin… Well he broke a piece of me the day he left not to mention he still doesn’t know I have turned. He also doesn’t know when I turned and that truth will be hard for him to swallow. Fate may have given me Xei, but even with our past I can’t ignore that Gin is my Imani. It was decided at birth that he and I would marry.
We were born the exact same day, and both bore the exact same star birthmark in the exact same spot on the back of our ear. Telling all of the Bravata that Gin and I were Imani. He was born to protect me and I was born to marry him. We were both born to be the next future leaders of the Bravata. That marriage is a responsibility passed down from generation to generation. Now I’m stuck with figuring out what the hell to do. I’m torn between fate and responsibility, not to mention my own damn desires for both of them.
The training command center of Bravata stands as a bastion of preparation and resilience. It is here that we gather, Ali, Gin, and I, along with Gin's father, Alister, a seasoned warrior and strategist who had witnessed the ever-changing tides of the Bravata. Our meeting is shrouded in secrecy, as we delve into the intricate and perilous task of capturing and neutralizing Ren.The room is awash in the glow of dimmed lanterns, casting flickering shadows that dance upon the stone walls. The map of Bravata and its surrounding lands lay spread out on a large oak table, marked with pins and notes that signify the movements and alliances of our enemies.Ali's eyes are filled with determination, her features illuminated by the soft light, and Gin, holds an air of calm authority. Alister, with his weathered visage and a keen mind forged through years of experience, offers a sense of wisdom and stability.As I take a seat at the table, my mind is focused on the task at hand. We have decided to
I sit alone, the flickering candlelight casting dancing shadows on the walls of the library that has become my home away from home lately. The events of recent times weighs heavily on my mind, and I find myself in a state of introspection, trying to reconcile my feelings and thoughts about all that had transpired.The troubles of our world have grown, and the challenges we face seem insurmountable at times. The revelations of betrayal and hidden alliances as well as death have shaken the foundation of trust upon which the Bravata. I have always prided myself on being a protector and a confidant, but recent events have made me question the very essence of our reality.I think back to the moment we had uncovered the truth about Zion's loyalty to Ren, about his role in the schemes that had endangered Bravata. It had been a revelation that had left a bitter taste in my mouth, a sense of betrayal that I couldn't easily shake.Zion has been a trusted comrade in arms, and the realization th
Just as Xei is about to leave, another knock comes from the door. "Come on in, Ali," I say, my voice warm and inviting, loud enough for her to hear as Xei and I exchanged a knowing grin. Ali enters the room, dressed in a soft, flowing nightgown that clings to her like moonlight on silk. It is an unusual sight to see her with her hair down, the blonde waves cascading over her shoulders, framing her delicate features.I can’t help but think to myself how incredibly alluring she looked, her long, firm legs moving gracefully beneath the white silk, the pale skin of her shoulders and arms kissed by the flickering candlelight. She had an air of sensuality that was impossible to ignore."I thought we could use some relaxation," Ali says, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she lifts a bottle of liquor and gives it a soft shake. A smile plays on her lips, one that holds a promise of shared moments, of leaving the burdens of our world behind.Xei, ever the pragmatist, is quick to express his a
As I lay in my chambers, the guilt still a heavy burden, I make a silent promise to myself. I will do whatever it takes to protect her, Xei and the kingdom we both loved. The past could not be undone, but the future is a blank canvas, waiting for the brushstrokes of redemption and hope.A knock comes from my door and I know it is Xei who was behind the door waiting to offer his personal guidance that even though I didn’t want I know I desperately need it. I sigh as I open the door to my new found brother and bond mate. It's crazy how he has become a steady presence in my life. His wisdom and insight were qualities I have come to rely on, and I know that I could turn to him in my moments of doubt and despair. As I go and sit in a dimly lit corner of my room, the flickering candlelight casting dancing shadows on the walls, Xei enters with a force that was uniquely his own. His eyes, filled with understanding and compassion, meet mine, and it was as if he could sense the turmoil that c
The weight of guilt has always been a heavy burden, one I have carried with me since the moment I left Ali. It was a decision forced upon me by my father and hers, a decision rooted in the fear of a love that was deemed forbidden. And yet, that love had blossomed between us, fierce and undeniable.Alone in the quiet solitude of my room, the memories of the past came rushing back, haunting me like specters in the night. The echoes of the past are inescapable, and they claw at my heart, threatening to consume me.I have known Ali since we were children, growing up in the world of privilege and expectations that came with being the children of influential leaders. From the moment our eyes had first met, there had been an unspoken connection, a bond that transcended the boundaries set by our parents and even fate. Love had flourished, and we had been drawn to each other like moths to a flame. The connection was deeper than just the imani bond.But our love had been forbidden, a sin in the
As we enter the basement Zion greets us with a nod.The atmosphere is charged with uncertainty. His expression was a mix of apprehension and determination. He may not know what exactly is going on but he is on edge. "Zion," I begin, my voice steady and firm, “sit.” I say gesturing towards the table. He stiffens and I can see in his eyes he has realized he is not here for what he thought. “What is this about?” He says and adjusts himself and I can see he is putting on a calm mask. “I wanted to speak with you about a few things. We have been keeping an eye on you and I have to say you are an amazing fighter.” I say as I take the seat in front of him and Xei and Gin stand behind me on either side. “While your fighting skills are impressive it got me thinking about where you came from. You seemed to have popped up from no where.” He was about to speak before I put up my hand to stop him.“Don’t say anhything just yet. I like to think I am an honest and fair person so before you say an