Dark Moon & The Lightning Wveryn

Chapter 13

There are sides to everyone. It’s your job as a Partner to see all for what the other is, and love them. — Siirist

Siirist Shul

“ My, my are we having a couple’s spat?”

I chime in.

Ilyon, turns around and gawks at me as if I have two heads.

Nyx stops dead in her tracks at the sound of my voice. She also turns around briefly and stares at Ilyon and myself, unamused.

“ Gamma, Siirist, I would appreciate if you have a word with your nephew.” She says.

Ilyon laughs bitterly.

“Running away?!” He mocks.

Nyx visibly tenses.

“ Hardly, I’m more so walking away from you.” Nyx corrects.

Ilyon begins to walk forward. Placing a firm, comforting grip on his shoulder.

“ Let her go.” I link.

Ilyon shrugs off my hand.

“ We are not finished here!” Ilyon shouts enraged. Ignoring my suggestion.

“ Oh yes we are!” Nyx says just as irate.

“ You clearly have some more explaining to do! For example, what you just f*****g did to my door!? You have not told me everything about what you are able to do when it comes to capabilities.” Ilyon exclaims.

Nyx smiles, where it does not touch her eyes.

“You know what — that is a good point, Alpha. What I just did to your door I could have done to you if I really wanted too. You have been interrogating me for two hours. Concerned about the danger that I impose onto you and your pack. Let me be frank. If I truly wanted to dismantle this pack… all I would have to do is kill you. I have had multiple opportunities to do just that, Ilyon. If you and I really wanted to kill each other, it would’ve happened already. There’s no conspiracy on my part in your demise. There is no conspiracy to destroy your pack that includes my involvement. Quite frankly I need you, alive. I can not ascend to the throne or achieve the Celestial Order without you. I need you. If I were to kill you though, I wouldn’t be needing a group of Wendigo to do it.” Nyx says infuriatingly.

On the end of that statement I take this moment to interject myself once more.

“ Respectfully, that is enough. Luna I ask you to please feel free to go to your quarters. Alpha a word please.” I said pleadingly.

Nyx wordlessly accepts my offer and makes her escape.

“ What more do you want?” I ask as her figure disappears from our sight.

“ I want answers Siirist. She clearly does not disclose everything to me!” Ilyon booms.

“ Of course she hasn’t disclosed everything to you. You guys have just met!” I rationalized.

“ You know what I f*****g mean!” Ilyon redirects.

I reach out my hand and place it on my Nephew’s shoulder. Then say calmly,

“Yes, I do which is why I reminded you that you have both just met.”

“Siirist —“ Ilyon begins to disagree.

“No, Ilyon.” I interrupted. Already seeing Ilyon becoming angry that I am being authoritative with him. In an effort to disrupt that Alpha personality trait from being further triggered. I clarify,

“I am saying this as your Uncle and only living relative right now. You cannot go around alienating your future wife. “

“I don’t have to explain to you on how this situation reflects on her.” Ilyon pushes his point.

I nod appreciatively to his words in reassurance and then say in response,

“No, you don’t, but you seem to be forgetting that you were treating her like she is the enemy. It’s one thing if you are open to the possibility, but it’s another thing for you to actually be treating her like how you are right now... You are complaining about how she is acting which she is not innocent in this. There is clearly something happening. She needs to not to play games. Someone of her background should have a bit more control over her emotions and how she shows them.

On your end you could make more of an effort on treating her like your Wife.”

“Oh? And I am not already? I provided her a home, food, and she doesn’t need my money, but she is more than welcome to have a joint account with me. We may not have f****d yet, but I thought her and I were making decent progress with our s****l tension. Our Wedding night is going to phenomenal!“ Ilyon stated with great declamatory.

I shake my head slowly,

“Ilyon, there are sides to everyone. It’s your job as a Partner to see all for what the other is, and love them. — “ I began to explain.

“Love? Siirist, Nyx and I may be attracted to each other, and she may be interesting in her own way, but that does not mean that she or I will love each other. This is a marriage of convenience and contractual. If it weren’t for the Celestials I would of killed her by now.” Ilyon said darkly.

Nyx Flayre

Days pass, and I have avoided Ilyon like the plague. Too infuriated to even cross paths with the man. My meeting with Shibuya only confirms my suspicions of Olithe and Gunne… They have been making a political standing to push me out. Now trying to say that allowing a Wolf to rule along side me would taint the bloodline and the integrity of His Majesty’s dynasty. Also mentioning that I wouldn’t achieve true immortality since he isn’t my fated mate.

Rethinking over my plan. I must secure the ascension to the Throne. It’s the only way to create a secure future. Also Ilyon being outside of the politics of the Royal Court deems him more trustworthy to have by my side. His reputation will create a power dynamic that will be favorable to my cause.

I gave Shibuya instructions to look into any secrets that may be found concerning Prince Gunne or the Imperial Consort. I need to remove their eligibility all together since they refuse to back down.

His and Her Majesty though were a whole other level. They’re treachery was becoming more and more diabolical. They are apparently looking for the other survivor of that pack…. I need to find him now as well. To find out what he knows and potentially kill him.

My avoidance of Ilyon and the delegations in response to all these things kept me busy. Having to make time as well for my Work here in the Middle Realm.

I smile to myself as I look over a 3d concept for a restaurant for one of my properties.

Kronos would of liked this one, and on that note I give the approval. To my surprise I had worked late into the evening. I stretch in my seat. Awaking my muscles from sitting for an extended period of time. I decide to grab some food by myself from the kitchen, personally. Giving Mira a much needed break. She has been desperately drained from her worry over my and Ilyon’s relationship.

I make my way to the kitchen without incident. Preparing a fruit plate as quickly as I could. Only to sense to my disappointment Ilyon entering as I am about ready to leave. I begrudgingly turn to face him with a growing resolution to not allow him to bother me.

Ilyon stands still in the doorway. Seemingly unsure on how to handle my presence. He stares at me in what seems to be disbelief. As the moments go by there is an awkward silence that hangs around us. Only to become increasingly worse when I take notice that he is in just boxers and a tight Tshirt that empathizes how strong his shoulders and arms look. I become annoyed instantly at this observation. I take a deep breath and break the silence,

“You want some fruit?” I say in an attempt at being polite.

Ilyon looks to the fruit in my hands, and says,

“Yes.”

I motion to the kitchen island and set the plate down.

As I am about to penetrate a strawberry with my fork. Ilyon offers to feed me a strawberry from his fingers. I blush involuntarily at the unexpected intimacy of it, and opened my mouth in waiting.

Ilyon’s eyes gaze at my lips for brief moment as he gently places into my mouth.

“Thanks.” I say appreciatively.

“My Pleasure.” He smiles softly. Ilyon gazes to the plate of food.

“Do you watch TV?” He asks suddenly.

“I have. It’s not something I really had time for in the past, why?” I questioned.

“You didn’t know what Tangled was, so I was wondering if you’d like to watch it with me.” Ilyon grabs a grape and plucks it into his mouth.

For reasons unknown I actually said yes to watching it with him.

We grab additional snacks and drinks from the fridge and pantry. Then make our way upstairs. He politely invites me into his room first. Realizing that we will be watching from his bed. I peer around and see Ilyon’s room is painted black. It has this masculine, and yet tasteful modern look to his room. The bed is HUGE… all the furnishings, curtains, and blankets are in complimentary black shades and tints. I see on a bookshelf an assortment of books revolving around the topics of business, preparation, and finances. I seat myself onto the bed with the portion of snacks that was my job to carry. I look at the TV as he is logging onto an app called Disney Plus.

“Is this a children’s movie?” I asked in confusion.

“Technically, it’s for the whole family, but essentially it’s a kid movie.” Ilyon explains.

“My abilities are being compared to a cartoon?” I ask in bewilderment at the ludicrously of it.

Ilyon smirks at me.

“It’ll all make sense soon.” He promises.

Ilyon scoots in next to me and offers me my drink. I wordlessly pass him his snacks in response.

As the movie began I had my concerns on the comparison of myself to this, Rapanzel?

Only to be pleasantly surprised at how charming and adorable this movie is!

I gawked at what Ilyon explained as animation, and thoroughly enjoyed the music numbers. I found myself to be truly enraptured in this children’s movie.

I smiled when she and Eugene were sitting on the lake amongst the lights.

Ilyon Shul

I watched Nyx intently as she was enamored with the movie. I found myself absentmindedly placing my arm around her shoulder. Stroking her soft skin with my finger tips. I glance down at her exposed legs as they are draped attractively on my bed.

Nyx is dressed in a creamy silk spaghetti shirt and matching shorts. She has been thoroughly driving me crazy with thoughts of her.

My s****l fantasies stopped when I heard an unexpected voice joining the chorus of the movie. My eyes widened in surprise at Nyx’s performance. She doesn’t know all the words, but she is picking up the gist of it.

I tilt my head as I listen approvingly to her singing.

Once the song ended Nyx cuddles into me and watches intently. I softly chuckle and kiss her forehead which causes her to instinctively huddle closer to me.

My mind wanders to Siirist and our conversation the other night…

After I explained that I do not love Nyx.

Siirist just shook his head again, and stated simply,

“Your marriage doesn’t have to be so empty…”

I raise my brow in question to his statement.

Siirist places his hand on my shoulder again and then explains,

“Listen, you and Nyx can either continue to treat the other like an accessory and business partners that not only would like to f**k, but murder each other every other day or you both can at least have some sort of semblance of a friendship… you two are going to get married and have to give your pups away. When that time comes. You both only have each other to share such a burden and loss. Or do you really want to do that alone?”

My mind comes back to the present once I feel Nyx shoot up in surprise at the death scene.

“Did he really have to cut her hair that short?!” Nyx says dumbfounded.

I laugh, and then link to Siirist,

“Thanks, for the advice.”

“No problem, Kid.” Siirist links back.

The Next Morning

I open my eyes to a delicious sight. Nyx is spooned up against me. Her ass nice and full pressed up against my body. While my arm is wrapped around her waist. She feels right.

I find myself not wanting to move or for us to be disturbed. After linking to Vikyn and Siirist to advise to Mira that Nyx and I will be sleeping in today due to a unprecedented Disney Princess marathon.

I laugh at the memory. Nyx was so fascinated that we binged watched 4 Disney Princess movies to start to catch her up to speed on what is Disney.

I pull Nyx closer to myself and drift back to sleep.