Intertwined: her three mates

32. Training Day

3rd Person POV

Later Liv and Laius come back to the Wizard's King Realm and walk to the dungeon where the demons that attacked her and Cali were kept. She insisted on going with Laius. He knew better than to say no to his stubborn woman, especially after feeling that he failed her. 

“Sugar, it won't happen again, I promise you,” Laius assured her. 

“It's fine Laius… I don't blame you and I know you will protect me. I believe in it.” Liv replied trying to appease him and bring back the playfulness that she enjoys so much. 

“Thanks for believing, Liv,” Laius said cupping her face with his large hands. 

She jumped on her tiptoes and kisses him. He smiled into their kiss, held her in his arms tightly, and lifted her as she put her hands on his shoulders for support, he deepened their kiss. Liv opened her mouth invitingly and he took it, their tongues danced together at a passionate pace. After some minutes, they parted their kiss and he hesitantly put her down. 

He held her against his body, taking comfort in having her so close, he was still panting a bit. Her legs were shaking from their make-out session and she couldn´t stand by herself properly. Her brain was mushy, and her panties were ruined. She panted until her breath became regular again. 

Laius snickered at her intense reaction. He hoped she always would be that responsive to his touch and his kisses. 

She affects him a lot too, much more than any other past lover would even dream to. His body responded to her presence automatically, and passion burnt as hellfire in his bloodstream. The other females were a dull blur in comparison to the bright fire that his mate is. He shakes the lust off trying to focus on what they came to do. Focusing on anything but her beauty, feeling and scent is hard, but he had to do it.

“I will make them pay Sugar! I will make them regret, I will torture these pricks for days and then I will kill them slowly!”

“Laius, just kill them, don't torture them.” Liv knew she couldn´t convince Laius to spare their lives, so she was trying a damage reduction approach. 

“They attacked you. They endangered my everything!” His eyes had a glint of red as he was getting edgy. 

Liv's eyes grew wide at his last words and she gulped hard. She breathed deeply and said, “I am fine and here with you. Torturing them will bring us nothing.” Liv stroked his sides soothing him.

Laius sighed deeply. “Fine, as you want Sugar… do you want to see it? Go to the dungeon with me as you said?”

Liv wanted to go there to make sure Laius wouldn't lose control or torture the demons. But she trusts his word that he wouldn't. Maybe she is being too naïve, gullible, to trust the King of Hell. But he was her mate, and well, even though it didn't make sense rationally, she trusted him. Damn mate bond, she thought. Maybe it wasn't only the mate bond, a small voice inside her head said. 

“No, it's okay. Just do it fast and come back to me. I will wait for you in the castle and take a look at Cali.” Liv replied.  

“I will walk you there,” Laius uttered as he took her hand and portaled them to the castle. 

Her hell-hot mate didn't know the meaning of the word walk, so much for a nice promenade, she thought. 

Cali was brought to the castle infirmary by wizard enforcers who went with Maximus and Liv’s mates to help the girls. She wasn't hurt, just shaken.

Laius did what he told Liv, killing the 4 demons instantly, with a single snapping of his fingers he turned them to ashes. 

He knew that his mate was good, and she still managed to like a ruthless being like him. She still managed to like him, to want him as her mate even after he failed her. He won't fail her again. 

It was hard to control himself while listening to Maximus' words. No one has ever talked to him like this, dared to scold the King of Hell, not even the Goddess herself. He wanted to grill the elf as a barbecue. But he knew he couldn´t, he was his mate's father, and grilling her father would not please her the least. He wouldn't do anything that hurt his woman, apart from some funny bedroom games if she agreed to it. 

On top of that, Maximus was right, Livia had a huge target on her back not only because of what she was but also because she was the mate of 3 of the most powerful beings in existence. That makes these all-mighty beings obliged to protect her. To protect what was more precious to them, their amazing mate.

Laius admired his woman a lot, her courage, her wit, the fierce way she cared about her family and her friends, the fact that she takes no bullshit from anyone, not even from the Kings that everyone else feared and treated with the utmost reverence. 

She managed to deal with 4 elite demons by herself. She didn't coward in front of them, she stood her ground and protected her friend. Livia was indeed a true queen, his Queen. His Persephone. 

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Liv

After I annoyed him in to do it pretty much around the clock, Avalon and I start our first training session. We went to the training grounds, which were an indoor huge field, like a football field. 

“I don't have much time to waste, so you do everything I say, and you do it right.” He affirms impatiently.

We haven't even started the training and he was already impatient. This will be a long day. Why did I have the stupid idea to ask for help? And the even more stupid idea to ask HIM for something? 

“You know that I can train with someone else, like the guy who trains the warriors,” I say matter-of-factly. Avalon narrows his eyes at me, “He could be my instructor too.” I add shrugging. 

“I won't let another male train you, get close to you.” He replies sternly.

I sigh tired of his nonsense, “yeah, as I don't have enough men, all I don't want is another.” I mutter under my breath. He just narrows his eyes at me. Whatever. 

“So, the first thing that you need to learn is to focus, concentrate. Sit down and cross your legs.” He says in his arrogant tone. I do it. I don't really care about working my butt off for it, my only goal is to strengthen my powers. You could say that when I have a goal, I totally dive into it, even when that goal was seducing my mates

“Now, close your eyes, think about a point of light. Breath in and out.” He commands.

I try to contain my chuckles, that is a meditation lesson, not what I need to defend myself or fight.

“Concentration Livia, stop behaving like a child and put some effort into it.” He says drily. 

Goddess, I breathe very deeply to don't snap at him and interrupt this lesson. I hold into the patience that I don't have and focus on the blasted focal point. 

“Keep breathing and visualising the point of light.” He instructs. 

After 30 minutes on it, he tells me to open my hands and feel the energy flowing through my palms. I could feel a warm piercing feeling in the very centre of my palms. 

“Now, still with eyes closed and paying attention to your breath, raise your palms and let your energy flow, let it expand itself.” He says. 

I move my hands up and can feel my powers being channelled and flow through my whole body to my palms. In a tingle, I feel the energy being released and snap my eyes open. I see the thin blue wave of energy dancing around. It looks so small and delicate. I hate to be that weak.

Avalon sighs deeply. I can feel he is pissed. 

“Did I tell you to open your eyes?” he asks annoyed. 

I only shake my head. Try to keep the little focus I still have on my blue wavy magic. 

“Training dismissed. Next class, obey, follow the instructions.” 

“What? But I didn't make any progress.” I utter widening my eyes. 

“Of course not, you don't listen.” He snaps. I furrow my brow.

“We could try once more,” I say. So much for being a willing and motivated trainer, but he couldn‘t because he had a crown shoved in his b*tt, which made him too arrogant and important to even try to help me, his own mate. 

“No. You wasted your chance. Next time do it right.” He states. I stand up and go towards him. I won't insist, I am tired of insisting. If he doesn't want, he doesn't want. 

“When will the next time be?” I ask, looking at his now grey impatient eyes.

“I will let you know when I have time.” He answers coldly. 

I swear this man is bipolar, now he is just Mr. Pompous Cold Douchebag, sometimes he was normal, even nice. 

I turn around and feel strong arms around my waist and tingles. Electric tingles dancing around my upper body. He spins me around in his arms. I raise a single eyebrow at him, questioning. He buries his face on my neck and gives it an open mouth kiss, making me close my eyes in pleasure. He nips my neck and pulls away. 

“Train it by yourself too” he orders and then leaves the training grounds. 

Well, what I learned in the training today: I don't get him.