Fated to More Than One のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 411 - チャプター 420

Lilith’s POVMy mind warps as my visions shifting to mimic that of the man that fathered me, of Theseus, my thoughts merging with his own as we remember that day from his stance~~~Things become chaotic within a nanosecond.Lilith angers, her anger flavoursome as she full out runs towards Zeus with the intent to harm.Something Zeus has done, has triggered her and I'm sure her hormones are the root cause of her inability to hold herself together.Unfortunately Zeus stands still, welcoming her threat.Happy in the knowledge that he's untouchable and with her, that may be the case. But as soon as I see his guard moving into place to harm my daughter, I have to act.I cannot merely stand by when her very safety is being threatened by a guard that's more than five millennia's old.With a burst of adrenaline I, too, move towards Zeus in a threatening manner. My intent, protecting my daughter.Theo growls behind us as the four of us collide.His need to ensure Lilith is okay, protected an

Lilith's POVIt’s strange how easily my mind flits from one person to another as if I were truly inside their brain, acting as them. Now I’m back in my own mind, looking at a memory that floats easily as I recall what happened that afternoon. I had to shower before I could tend to Lora.The mud from Abyss rolling around coating my body like a second skin.I barely look naked when Khai and I enter the shower with grins on our faces.And when we enter he can barely keep his hands from me, pulling me close as my front meets his.He squashes my breast between us, making them moan out in protest with how full they are.It's been a few hours since Lora fed and they've filled up. Holding her milk.I hadn't realised how painful my breasts could be, or how full.They are like two mini melons with how swollen and hard they are.Khai helps me wash, the running water ridding the dirt to the floor before he reaches out with some soap to bubble against my skin.The wonderful smell of lavender and

Lilith's POVThe past morphs back to my own memories, the images rolling through a memory I do not care for nor see if any importance but it rolls anyway as I grit my teeth at the memory of such jealously that took me under its wing like not other…My night is disturbed again, Lora waking frequently to feed whilst my eyes droop with the tiredness that the lack of sleep is causing me.If I had match sticks, I'm sure I'd be using them to hold my eyelids open, though I'm sure my eyes would roll into the back of my head to find whatever sleep they could.This morning Theo is having me walk the pack lands with him."It's bout time I introduced you to some important people within the pack," he had said whilst I was drink a gallon of coffee and eating porridge.Okay, that's a little far fetched but I did have one cup of coffee.And yes, the doctor has already stated not to drink to much.Caffeine can be problematic with Lora and my milk apparently but even so, there's no way I'm going to get

Lilith’s POVI’m repentant as I lay with Lora in our bed whilst feeding her.Khai watches me and notes my emotions are sour and potent so much so he can feel them them as if they were his own.And under that repentance is sadness and anguish. A lace of feeling betrayed.He’s unsure what has happened and despite the fact that he had plans to be out on the training field with the rest of Theo's warriors he had actually decided to l stay here with me. Standing at the entrance of the bedroom door, staring at me in confusion as I mutters to myself about stupidity and anger and how neither work alongside each other."What did he do?" He asks me after standing awkwardly for a long time.Growing angrier by the second that Theo has hurt me in any way making him walk into the room to join me. To investigate the situation at hand.If he's... he thinks, his thoughts pungent to me. He looks to me guiltily, making him halt his thoughts right there."What did he do?" He repeats "I haven't a clue

Lilith’s POVExplain, Abyss, I demand. What was that, why was her skin marking black? It wasn’t like that the following morning. I state angrily, whilst searching back to dressing her the next day.Sure enough her skin was it’s usual milky colour, reassuring me I hadn’t ignored the obvious twice.But then again the previous night I had been sleepy, waking from my slumber to feed her. Images fill my head as Abyss summons a set of memories that I had never imaged I be part of. Damian’s dark and depraved mind and inner voice alerts me to whom I’m watching first and then I see things through his eyes, looking at the witches that he keeps for company.“My mate is alive once more,” he hushed their way, walking around the witches whilst scaring the hell out of them.I watch eagerly, not wanting to miss anything Abyss feels like showing me. “I need you to bond us, ensure we come together when she comes of age,” Damian states.“Do you have her blood, hair… clothing,” one of the witches asks