ZIONs POV...I cast a sidelong glance at my Queen with her mane of flaming red hair blowing in the breeze. She stands beside me with her chin raised accepting her duty to our people as their new Queen.I can sense that she is nervous, worried and curious as we now share each other's emotions and thoughts. She is still attempting to figure out how to obstruct my access, and until she masters the technique. I will carefully listen, feel and try to understand her as my bonetta [fated one].~Address our people, my Queen.~I whisper through our mind link as I raise her hand to my mouth and press my lips against her warm palm. I hear her breath catch and I can't help the wolfish smirk that spreads across my face. Yesterday we finally left our room after a week of us coupling and repetitively claiming one another. She brings me to my knees and I doubt my hunger to be inside her will ever be sated. ~I'm not sure what to say.~ She replies

 ZIONs POV...All I see is red.As I gaze down at my unmoving bonetta [fated one], the crimson colour blinds my judgement. My Queen. Bonetta [fated one], and Blessed One continue to position herself in perilous situations.The shock that nips at my flesh is broken when I see her strike the human males' arses with Sylvan's sword, and then knock them out with the handle's blunt end.All the while, she exhibits Sylvan's piercing canines with a wide grin.She's having way too much fun at Sylvan's expense.I look over my shoulder and snarl, "Don't just stand there! Protect your Queen!!" My voice bellows through the wide corridor as my warriors stand there like fucking statues with their mouths agape.~Not you Tyber!~ I hiss through our mind link. ~Come here and guard your Queens skin.~ I order in my Alpha tone.~As you desire brother.~ He replies, turning back around and he runs back to us."If anything-"

ZIONs POV..."Strike! Strike! Strike!" I yell as I train the human males that entered my planet unlawfully. "Retreat, strike and block!" I look at the males with a great deal of grief blanketing my twin hearts. I constantly find myself questioning why Beard? What could I have done to make sure that things didn't take a turn for the worse so quickly? If I hadn't told Miya to shift, would he still be alive? I can't help but bear full responsibility for his passing.~ZION...~ I look up to find the window where my bonetta was standing is now void of her presence.~BROTHER!! Our Queen has collapsed in your room!~ Nova's voice rings in my head.I break out into a sprint, barging through the doors to the palace, taking the stairs three at a time continuing to sprint down the corridor until I come to our room. I run inside to find Nova, and Sofia sitting on the side of the bed with Miya's hands in theirs. I cross the room, kneeling beside the bed as my eyes search her body for any obvio

ZIONs POV... Four Earla Months Later... "So, the council has absolved you of any wrongdoing and for the death of Beard?" Jaja frowns with shock. "They considered Beard's death and they believe that no matter what punishment they handed me, the passing of our brother is by far the greatest." "In other words, they're not willing to accept any blame for what occurred that day, are they?" He mutters, "All of this could have been averted if they had carried out their duty correctly, and placed the Dark Oracle in the chambers under the planet's outer shell as we suggested. It was her who penetrated the security system, causing a flaw in our cloak." He snarls, his agitated hand running through his hair. "True, but they have been lenient as there are no sanctions against me or my Bonetta [fated one]. We have been cleared of any wrongdoing and Beard will be honoured by having a life-size statue of him placed in the city. People will tell stories of him saving our Blessed One and our offspr

JAJA's POV... Surprisingly the wedding ceremony was quite lovely. The pale gleaming twin suns had shone through the leaves of the blessed Willow trees, creating magical patterns across the grass and the gardens that surrounded us. I also quite enjoyed watching Sofia waltz through the secret grove in bare feet as it is forbidden to wear shoes where the wedding ceremony was held. The guests, mostly Kindreds and their mates, families or intendeds all sat in the front row of the amber wooden benches that had been arranged in a semi-circle around the happy fated souls and their attendants. Miya's bouquet of rare wildflowers matched her beautiful white lace dress that Nova had made for her and her swelling belly. My poor sister inmate waddled down the aisle that had rare lavender roses lining the sides. The statue of Beard which stood at the head of the sacred grove seemed to preside over everything, making the ceremony a little more special for Zion. Even the All-Mighty Mother wh