Amadeus' Point of View Nerezza had rushed to her mate's side shortly after Lysander's mother came in. Left the sleeping arrangements in Lysander's hands. Who had explained it to the best of his abilities to his mother. From the cry of relief that came down the hall moments later, we all knew he would make it through the night. Neither Lysander nor his mother commented on how Nerezza had just flown to him. Forgot everything else and ran when she knew he was stable enough to see her. Zaven and Kallik came in moments later. Gave one look in Lysander's mother's direction and nodded. The woman scowled back at them but took her leave. Left the rest of us to sort through what our next step was going to be. "I take it he is going to be fine," Kallik mumbled, slithering further away from Zaven than we were used to. Both refused to look in each other's direction. Glanced everywhere but at their lover. I wanted to ask them what was up. Or broach the topic of what we had to do next. But there
Nerezza's Point of View I think I spoke for everyone when I said that sleeping in a bathtub was the most uncomfortable I had ever slept in my life. Teenagers would do such a thing frequently. Especially when they had been drinking too much the night before. Needed to be as close to the toiler as possible. But I now understood that such a thing wasn’t meant for people over the age of twenty. Fuck, it wasn’t meant for everyone, end of discussion. Priamos had barely stirred throughout the night. I had waited patiently for him to become conscious but that never happened. Then, I sat at the edge of his bed just watching him sleep. Lysander’s mom would come in from time to time to check up on both of us. Usually with a cut of tea in hand for me. The gesture was warming. It also boggled my mind, considering she had never expected her son to be mates with a woman who had five other men as well. Nonetheless, I appreciated her efforts. It was morning now. Not that I could tell from any light
Nerezza's Point of ViewMrs. Hemgrove hated being called that. Insisted that we call her by her name. Merida.“Like the Disney princess?” Farren had asked, a sunbeam above her head. She looked much better than she had inside. Radiated again in a way I had last seen before Reginald passed. Gardening, she had told us, reminded her of her mother and her early childhood. Both were pleasant. Until it wasn’t and she changed the topic.Merida laughed. Plucked another weed from between her prized irises. Purple ones. The ones I adored the most out of all of them. “Isaac mocked me for weeks when we first saw tha movie. Said his mother was a princess.” She explained through her giggling.Somehow, she hadn’t gotten a speck of dirt on her beautiful dress. Managed to pluck and throw away and dig without anything touching her. Her gloves were another story. Had a layer of dirt on it. Fresh and clean, that’s what it smelled like. Because nature had been our home before we decided to become more urba
Nerezza's Point of View Excitement bubbled up in my throat. Threatened to spill over my lips. After I told him to pack, Lysander smiled down at me. Made my heart flutter thousands of miles per hour. His own happiness spilled over until he grabbed for me. Embraced me so hard my ribs protested in return. Sparks skipped and hopped along our touching flesh. Settled just behind my eyes, creating spots of light in my vision. "We can go and get him, Ly. We can get my baby boy back!" I exclaimed with a rapture that spread across my body. Devoured me whole until all I could think about was my son. The one I had wanted to find for almost eight years. "Not so fast, sweetheart. We still have to talk to the rest of the guys about this. Besides, we don't know if it is safe to move Priamos yet." Lysander warned. I pulled away from him. Stared up at him as if only seeing reason now. Priamos was wounded. the rest of them were tired. We couldn't rush into anything. If anything, we had to plan out o
Nerezza's Point of ViewThe decision was made to leave tomorrow morning. Priamos felt well enough to travel. The others also encouraged him to get back on his feet as quickly as possible. But most of all, they promised to help him whenever he couldn't go any further.A brotherhood had formed. Created amongst the darkest parts of our lives. But now came the worst part for me. Farren had several estates in her family's name around Makatza. All purchased with the idea that one day she might need a break from it all. None of them were staffed but I was sure if I reached out to the old staff from the palace, they would follow her there. The girl wasn't built for war. Or fighting. Neither was I but there was no way in hell I was leaving my son behind once again. Besides, I wanted her to have as close to normal life as possible. The one she had deserved since the start instead of this mess. Once we got Conan, we would come back for her. Figure out how we were going to approach Lysander's
Nerezza's Point of ViewWe all huddled in close for our last dinner in Makatza. Thanks to Merida and Farren, the assortment of food was vast and to everyone's liking. Each person had their favorite dish in front of them. How Farren had asked and remembered them all I will always wonder. From traditional Chinese cuisine to German blood wurst. The two women had outdone themselves. Even Cormac had his own dish in front of him. Something that reminded him of Ireland.Even Priamos had come out of his little bathroom to join us all in the kitchen. The work table was overcrowded and stuffy but it was the happiest I had felt in a long time. Every member of my love life spoke happily. Chatted to each other as if none of them were arrogant fools who shared a mate. Shared intimate details of their lives before I ran them into the ground."Oh, dear. I forgot to tell ya. Farren has offered to move us into an estate a little ways outside o' tha city." Merida chirped to her mate, who only raised his
Nerezza's Point of View I woke up at four. Felt fully rested but alert of my surroundings. Lysander and Zaven had eased the tension within my body. Made me collapse in exhaustion the moment I let my head hit the pillow last night. But when I woke, I knew it was time to go. Start a new chapter in my life. Conan was waiting for me on the other side of this. Patiently waited for his mother to swoop in and rescue him. Or so I had hoped. Prayed. Because I couldn't come back without him. Not when I had wanted this for so long. But it all boiled down to what the boy wanted. What he needed. Taking him away from everything he had ever known and loved wouldn't have been fair. Sitting up in bed, I tossed my hair into a messy bun. Slipped out and dressed in loose pants and shirt. Sneakers on my feet. All of my stuff was packed. Ready and waiting. I had made sure of that before we had had dinner last night. Plucking the suitcases to the door, I opened it only to find Farren on the other side. H
Nerezza's Point of ViewSnow covered every peak surrounding us. Glittered in the soft winter sun. Made the landscape look majestic in a way I had never beheld before. It was something out of a fairytale. Although, we weren't here for the scenery. We were here to get my son back. However long that took.Priamos took point the closer we got to the village. From right behind him, I could hear his teeth grinding against each other. Saw the rigid lines on his shoulders, even through the large puffer jacket he wore. I was nestled in between Priamos and the twins behind me. Bringing up the rear were the assassins. Lysander had opted to remain beside me. They were overprotective in a way I had never expected before. As we exited the airport, they refused to let me breathe. Inched closer and closer to my side until I grew irritated. That hadn't stopped the deeper we went into the countryside. Everyone was a threat. A nuisance that could be disposed of the moment they thought it useful.They