Midnight’s POV
I spend the rest of the afternoon getting to know Mikayla and she is a wonderful girl. But that is to be expected from an angel/human hybrid. My sons are in utter shock that I’ve gotten so close to their mate in such a short time.
“Can you two carry me inside? My feet hurt really bad,” I ask Andrei and Shawn.
“I’ve got you mom. Your men are drunk,” Drake says.
“We’re only a little sloshed,” Shawn says.
Drake carries me inside, “Where to mama?”
‘Mikayla. When do you want to talk to the boys?’ I ask her.
‘Let’s do it now. I’d rather rip off the band aid before I get too attached to your family,’ she says.
‘Oh honey. You’ll always be part of this family,’ I tell her.
“My office please sweetheart,” I tell Drake.
“Yes mama,” Drake says.
‘You two come with us,’ I mindlink Boston and Connor.
‘Yes ma’am,’ they both say.
Once we’re all settled in my office Drake props my feet up on a pillow and Mikayla sits in a chair by me and the boys are across from us.
“Anything else mama? Do you want me to wait around to take you upstairs?” Drake asks.
“No son. Go be with Freya. Boston and Connor will help me upstairs,” I say.
‘Good luck’ Drake mindlinks the boys.
“Ok boys. It’s time to address the elephant in the room,” I say.
“Are you in labor?” Boston asks.
I flick my wrist and a pillow flies off the couch hitting him in the face.
“Mom!” Connor yells.
“I’m not in labor you jackass. And if you call me an elephant again I swear I will conjure a doghouse for you to sleep in,” I say.
“Mom!” Connor yells again motioning towards Mikayla.
“Ah yes. That’s why I called you both here. Go ahead dear,” I say, taking her hand.
“I know what you guys are and that you’re my mates,” she blurts out.
“What?!” Boston yells.
“How?!” Connor yells.
“You’re human,” Boston says.
“Yes, partially," she says.
“What do you mean partially? I can smell you. Your aura is that of a human,” Connor says.
“I am masking my scent to hide part of who I am. I wasn’t trying to hide from you but from people who would try to use or hurt me,” she says.
“So what are you? Are you really our mate?” Boston asks.
“You don’t feel the mate bond?” Mikayla asks.
“I do. But how do we know this isn’t a trick if you’re purposefully hiding yourself from us. Are you using dark magic to manipulate the bond?” Connor asks.
“I’m a Nephilim,” she says.
“A what?” Boston asks.
“She’s half angel and half human,” I tell them.
“My father is an angel. My mother was a human,” she says.
“You said your mom passed away a while ago,” Boston says.
“She did. She passed away giving birth to me in 1922. My father stayed with me on Earth but he missed my mom too much so he joined her in heaven. I couldn’t go with him because I’m considered an abomination. Angels guide souls to the other side and aren’t supposed to mate with humans. So he taught me how to blend in and I’ve been doing that ever since. I’ve been alone for a long time. I thought I’d be alone forever. I can only be killed by an angel and my father would never allow it. So I’ve stayed here. I didn’t even mean for us to meet. I was just walking around one day when I smelled you both. I followed the smell and saw the two most handsome men I’ve ever seen in my life. I just wanted to know your names. But when you recognized me as your mate my whole world changed. I didn’t have to be alone for eternity. I never had children or settled down with anyone because I couldn’t stand the thought of watching my children age and eventually die. I understand if you want to reject me for lying to you,” Mikayla was crying and looking down at her hands. Both my sons growled and startled her. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
She got up to try and leave the room but they growled again and she froze. They were at her side in an instant. They wrapped their arms around her like a Mikayla sandwich. I love being a Midnight sandwich with my mates.
“I can go. You’ll never have to see me again. I can ask my father to end my life so I can be at peace,” she says.
“No!” They both shout.
“No?” She says looking up at them.
Boston and Connor stand in front of her and say, “We Boston and Connor Mikaelson accept you, Mikayla Davis, as our mate.”
“I Mikayla Davis accept you, Boston and Connor Mikaelson, as my mates,” she says back.
The boys take turns kissing her and embrace her again. Their make out session is getting a little heated. I cleared my throat but they didn’t stop.
“Ok, seriously though. I do not want to watch you mark and mate her here in my office. You two have a bedroom. The omegas prepared an Alpha suite for whomever brought their mate home. It’s big enough for the three of you. I linked the omegas to take your luggage to that room. Now if you wouldn’t mind this elephant needs to go to bed,” I say.
“I’m sorry mom. It was the first thing that came to mind when you said that,” Boston says.
“Oh yeah. It’s super funny. Just wait until training tomorrow and we’ll see who's laughing,” I say.
Mikayla giggles.
‘You are so fucked.’ Connor mindlinks his twin.
“I didn’t mean it,” he says.
“You still said it, fucker!” I snap. “Now get me to my room because I need to pee so bad. These babies need to hurry up and come out. I can’t take much more of this.”
Connor and Mikayla help me stand up. We waddle down the hallway to the elevator. Ok well I waddle. Mikayla glides and I can’t help but sob a little.
“What’s wrong mom?” Connor asks.
“I’m a f*****g elephant and your mate if freaking gorgeous. I miss being able to see my own v****a!” I cry.
“Ugh! I’m sorry I asked,” he says.
“A couple more days mom,” Boston says. “I’m sure your v****a misses you too.”
“Shut up dude. That’s our mom,” Connor says.
“Meh. I guess it doesn’t bother me because I didn’t come out of there,” Boston says.
“What do you mean?” Mikayla asks.
“Mom had another mate besides my dads. Our birth mom’s name was Aroha. She’s a descendent from the Warren line of Salem witches,” Boston says.
“How come I didn’t meet her today?” She asks.
“She died when we were three,” Connor says.
“I’m so sorry,” she says.
“It was a long time ago. I don’t feel like she’s gone. Not completely at least. It hurt like hell when she died, but the Moon Goddess came to me in a dream and told me that she was safe and we’d be reunited again somehow,” Connor says.
“You never told me that,” I say.
“I was three. You’d think I was nuts,” he says.
They get me to my room where Andrei and Shawn are making out on the bed in only their boxers. You can see Shawn’s bulge and I start to get aroused.
“Dads! Please don’t f**k in front of our mate,” Connor says.
“Your dads are gay?” Mikayla asks.
“We’re a polyamourous throuple at the moment. They are each my mates, but they still love one another. Doc says I can’t have s*x until after the babies are born so they take care of each other,” I tell her.
“That is so hot,” Mikayla says.
“I know right,” I say.
“You guys are disgusting. Can you guys please take mom so I can go get a lobotomy,” Connor says.
Shawn comes over to me and Connor lets me go. Connor and Mikayla disappear out the door but Boston yells back.
“Mom misses her v****a so maybe you guys can help her out with that.”
“Will do son, thanks,” Andrei says, closing the door and locking it.
My mates spend the remainder of the night thoroughly appreciating my v****a. It was great but I really really miss s*x.