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Then Aria’s eyes opened. They were not the warm hazel they had once been. They were pure white, luminescent and blank, pupils and irises erased by an intense inner glow. Ryan’s breath hitched. The light within them was steady and indifferent, like a lantern burning where no human flame should exist. Her hair had changed as well; strands lost color, paling into an almost spectral white-gray that shimmered faintly in the fractured light.

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"Aww, don't be cruel to him for staring. It's not his fault." "Analyn's beauty is blinding because of her Fae powers," Alpha Ambrose smirks. I take a moment to gather myself, the sharp pain in my side temporarily forgotten as I refocus my attention on the conversation. So the woman's name is Analyn. I look at him and ask, "Fae powers? What exactly does that mean?" Alpha Ambrose smiles knowingly, his eyes glimmering with a mix of amusement and wisdom. "The Faeries are a mystical race known for their ethereal beauty, enchantment, and connection to the natural world. Analyn, being a descendant of the Fae, possesses these extraordinary powers."

As our eyes meet, she rolls her eyes in exasperation, a silent rebuke for appearing with my disheveled appearance. As I descend the steps, I take in the sight of the three assembled faeries, each one bearing the telltale signs of their otherworldly heritage. Like Rhaenan and Valen, they possess the ethereal beauty characteristic of their kind—smooth skin akin to humans, yet with a subtle pointedness to their ears that hints at their true nature. Their attire is as varied as the colors of a rainbow, adorned with intricate designs and vibrant hues that speak to their individuality and status within the Court.

“Let us honour her. Bring forth the fruitful.” “What’s that?” Mara asks. “Our cue to leave,” I inform her. I nudge Mara off my lap and get to my feet at the same time. She’s on her way to Oberon, but I quickly grab her by the wrist and hold her back. Confused, she looks up at me. “What?” she asks. “We have to thank-” “We can thank them tomorrow,” I whisper. “Look at his eyes.” They had gone completely black. All the fae, except the children, have pitch-black eyes. “It’s their mating ritual. See those women?” I point to a procession of ten fae women dressed in brightly coloured robes. "They've been chosen to bear children for the fae."

He reaches between my legs and finds the nub at my apex, waiting and ready to detonate for him. Then his handsome, topaz-brown eyes came into my vision. He is leaning into me, and his sexy-model face is close to my V-area. I imagine him bringing his tongue close to me as I put my finger deep inside my pussy. As I was bringing it out, I rubbed slow circles living through my fantasy.

I shrug tossing a look at Priya who remains focused on her task. I turn my head to see Zayne looking at me with an emotion I couldn’t quite describe. He nods and gives me one of his gentleman smiles. “I respect that.” he says and I just nod before we both fall into silence, watching his mate in this dark corner of the room. “Faes are actually different from werewolves in that aspect, you know?” he speaks and I look at him confusedly. “How so?” I ask. “Well, for one, faes can mate up to four people. While we are mated to only one.” he explains and I fight back the gasp rising from my throat and slap my hand over my mouth.

Rhae hissed. "Submit Rhae, follow me," he held out his hand, waiting. Rhae rolled her eyes, "I'm sick of listening to you blab on like you're some god. I just want you to shut up so I can enjoy burning you." Icran paused, his lips parting and eyes going wide. He dropped his army slowly, searching her expression. When he only found fury, he stepped back, the fear returning to his face. "Have it your way," with a wave of his hand, two Fae warriors walked out of the bushes. Their eyes were grey and dull. They moved like their joints were stiff, breaking them free with every step. It's like they were half dead, unable to control their bodies properly.

She wiggles her eyebrows at me. I burst out laughing, “to give you a slight TMI, if there is one thing that is amazing about being a Fae, is that we don’t grow body hair anywhere but on our head, lashes and eyebrows.” Her jaw drops open, “You bitch that is so unfair! You know how many painful waxing appointments I’ve had to attend.” I giggle at her. “You’re right Serena. I do love him and It’s going to be inevitable if I want to stay with him.”

[Luna Syesha] When Haleyna returned, some fairies tailed her with a look of excitement. When they saw me their mouth hangs in awe and told me the same thing Haleyna said when she approached me a while ago. It’s a little flattering. ‘Come on, introduce yourselves,’ Haleyna said, and the four little fairies smiled widely at me ecstatically. 'Hi Luna, I'm Aleya!' said a fairy with glittery purple wings and a cute purple dress.