Chosen by The Fates: The prophecy

Chapter XII - Mates 18+

“So, what’s the plan?” Kerbe asked as he got into my office. He threw himself on one of the chairs in front of my desk. On his right was Larna, and next to her was Ben, with Kim sitting in his lap. Devora was the only one that was still standing, pacing behind me. I turned around and pulled her down on my lap, snaking my hands around her waist. I felt her rest her back on my chest and slowly started relaxing.

“I want to know what the real prophecy is. Something tells me we only know part of it and they will have to tell us what the truth is. One way or another.” I gritted my teeth in anger and continued. “I know for a fact that Ambro and Selene didn’t know about this. Stella and Ajax confirmed my suspicions.” I barely got to finish when Larna interrupted me.

“Which are?” This earned her a growl from Devora.

“Relax, we’ve been friends since we were born. He is my King, but I will not treat him differently when we are in private, like this.” She glared at Devora, which earned her a threatening growl. I could feel Devora getting angry, her body slightly heating up.

“Watch your words. You are speaking to your Queen.” Devora said through gritted teeth.

“You aren’t my Queen yet, b***h. First you need to explain where the f**k you came from and what you’ve been keeping from us ever since we woke up. Explain how you were able to break through all of our security layers and how you ended up in his room. Wear his mark and then you’ll be my Queen. At this moment, if so much as one hair on his head is misplaced, I will murder you in cold blood. You may have tricked everyone in this room, but not me.” When she finished talking her breathing was fast. Jax was growling in my head at the threats she made towards our mate.

“Larna.” I growled.

“What, Killian? Are we going to let her walk around our home like she is one of us without even knowing who the f**k she is?” She yelled. I got up and put Devora down on my seat. I went over to Larna, ignoring Devora’s growls, and pulled her into a hug.

“Hey, hey. Relax. Lay-lay you’re the only one making threats. To your Queen, nonetheless. You do realise that if she wanted to kill you she could’ve done that at any point, right? In fact, if she didn’t come when she did, we would’ve all been dead.” She tensed at my words and lifted her head to look up at me.

“What?” she whispered. I let her go and went back into my chair, pulling my mate close to me.

“Stella told me… you guys were draining me. Which makes sense, because Devora wasn’t there. It wasn’t just the four of us linked, it’s Devora as well. If she wasn’t there we wouldn’t have made it.” This was the confirmation that we needed. There were four other people in the room with us and none of them had been able to link up with us. As soon as Devora came into the room, they latched on to her life force like it was mine. This was the ultimate proof and Larna knew that. The realisation was bound to break them, considering their parents were at the epicentre of this lie.

“They really lied to us, didn’t they?” Kerbe asked, the realisation finally dawning on him.

“Yeah, they really did.” I nodded.

“What are we going to do with them once we find out what the real prophecy is?” Kim asked, her eyes burning with unshed tears, the same as her siblings.

“I don’t really know. I think we need to find out what they kept from us to decide what to do. What do you guys think?”

“I don’t want to think about it. I’ll think about it tomorrow morning. I’m going for a run.” Kerbe announced, and left the room.

“I’ll go with him. He shouldn’t be alone right now. We’ll see what tomorrow has in store for us. Looking forward to getting to know you, my Queen.” Larna fake smiled at Devora and followed her brother.

“I’m sorry, she’ll come around… she’s just a bit overwhelmed. I’ll speak to her.” Kim got up and left.

“A word?” Ben asked.

“Sure, shoot.”

“I may know someone that knows what the prophecy is really about.” He confessed.

“How?” Who else knew about the real prophecy? Had I been taken for a fool my entire life and everyone knew but me? I could feel my anger rising by the second. The triplets weren’t the only ones that were on edge. After all, these were the very people that raised me and taught me how to control my powers.

“When I was training with the witches they were talking about this prophecy about a fated couple. I didn’t pay attention to the prophecy… I didn’t think they knew anything important, but I can always reach out to the master of the coven and ask her to come over?”

“Yes. Please.” Devora answered before I could. I nodded and he too left the room. I turned Devora around, so that I could see her beautiful face. Something about what Larna said didn’t sit right with me.

“What did Larna mean earlier when she said you are keeping something from us?” She sighed before answering.

“The only thing I kept from you is my lineage. That’s not because of you, that’s because I don’t trust many people to know who I am. Especially strangers.” She crossed her hands over her chest and frowned at me.

“Not even your mate?” I asked.

“My mate who doubts me as much as she does?” she asked, referring to Larna.

“Devora, look… All our lives we’ve been told what our purpose was only to find out, in the most brutal way, that we’ve been lied to this entire time. She’s having a harder time processing that. The rest of us have had our doubts recently, but I think I speak for all of us when I say that never in our wildest dreams have we ever thought of this. Frankly, I have no idea what kind of s**t they’ve hidden from us and that kind of unsettles me.” I confessed.

“Killian, I understand. It’s just… My position is difficult.” she sighed. “I am the princess of House of Gigantes and the daughter of the true heir of House of Dracanae.” She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath.

“I don’t understand. How?” House of Dracanae was pretty private about its royalty, but I knew for a fact the King did not have a daughter. No woman was willing to get close to that pathetic excuse of a man.

“I am not HIS daughter, if that’s what you’re thinking. Sigurth isn’t my father. His older brother Philipp, however, is.” It made sense. It all made sense. Prince Philipp was due to be crowned as the king, when evidence had been brought forward by his own brother, Sigurth, that the future king had committed regicide in the Aurai kingdom. There was an old feud between the two kingdoms and no one batted an eye when they reviewed the evidence. A treaty was signed for the two kingdoms to make peace, as long as the prince would be handed over to the House of Aurai to deliver the justice they thought they deserved. Yet another idea brought forward by your one and only, Sigurth, to which their father heart-brokenly agreed. On the day the hand-over was supposed to take place, the prince had gone missing and had stayed so for 47 years. Needless to say, the peace-treaty between the two kingdoms had been declared null.

“Philipp has been missing for almost half a century, you mean to tell me he is alive?” I asked, completely dumbfounded by the revelation that I had seen him in Devora’s memories.

“Yes, he is pretty much alive. My mum, as you have seen in my memories, was his fated mate, Theia Arai, daughter of Atlas Arai. My grandpa.” The whole picture unfolded in front of my eyes. Atlas. How haven’t I recognised him in her memories? I met him before on one of the Council meetings, when I was but a child. His daughter’s mate was rumored to have been killed on a secret mission of the crown, leaving behind his pregnant mate, when in fact her mate was none other than Philipp f*****g Drakane, very much alive and hiding in the only place his brother wouldn’t be looking for him, the Gigantes castle. It was brilliant. Sigurth could never enter the castle without permission, which could take days… long enough for Atlas to hide Phillipp during his brother’s visit.

“So that is the great secret? That I now have a reason to murder Sigurth in cold blood?” It was now my turn to be wicked. I hated the guy. Because of him, any kind of treaty with the House of Dracanae would never be accepted and they had pretty much separated from the other houses. Considering we would often get reports of females being abused, cruel murders of innocent people and especially child trafficking, his unwillingness to answer to the common laws made it increasingly hard to get any justice for the victims, most of the aggressors never facing any justice. I couldn’t wait to end the bastard’s life and now I had a serious reason to storm into his territory and kill him.

“Killian, I am serious. You can’t kill him before we take back the kingdom. The people need to know what he’s done and blaming a dead man isn’t exactly how you earn their trust. People need to see exactly who he is. After that, there are quite a lot of people waiting to have their taste of vengeance.” She put her arms around my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. “There is more to the story…” She moved her hands to my temple and she played me another memory.

It was the moment after her mother’s death. Her father had gone on a rampage and was killing the beasts mercilessly. A heavy set of hands landed on her and she could feel the sticky liquid dripping down his hands onto her small body. She wanted to scream but there were no sounds left in her body. The same way there were no tears. She looked up and saw her pop-pop’s face. His tears were streaming down his face freely. He grabbed her in his arms and squeezed her to his chest. He took her out of the battlefield and into one of the safehouses. He stayed with her there, never letting her go out of his sight or out of his arms. They didn’t speak a word. Her mother’s death was taking its toll on both of them. All of a sudden, the door opened and in came Philipp, his eyes red with anger, blood covering him from head to toe.

“Daddy!” Devora shot out of her grandpa's arms and into her dad’s. She didn’t care that he looked more like a beast than human. He welcomed her into his arms and pulled her close to his chest, resting his head on hers.

“Atlas.” his voice made Atlas open his eyes.

“Did you find anything?” Devora’s grandpa asked.

“I did. It’s him.” Philipp confirmed, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

“Good, we don’t stray from the plan. Do you understand me? We will avenge my little girl. But we need to take care of yours first.” Atlas looked into Devora’s eyes and caressed her cheek. “When you grow up, we’ll go get the bad man that took your mommy away. Okay?” Devora only nodded. Her grandpa’s eyes moved up to Philipp’s, a silent promise held between the two men. This time he won’t escape.

The memory ended and I was staring back into her eyes. It took a minute for the information to set and when it did my whole body started shaking in anger.

“That son of a b***h!” I yelled. I could feel the anger settling into every cell of my body, demanding his blood. She must have sensed this because she pulled me into a kiss that made me forget all about Sigurth and the pain I was going to inflict on him. The only thing that mattered to me was her. How do others manage to even get anything done with their mate around?

‘It’s ‘cause they’re not horny teenagers like you.’

‘Shut the f**k up, you act like a dog in heat around her. You have no right to speak.’

‘Fine’ He retreated to the back of my mind, enjoying the physical contact we had with our mate.

Her fingers were in my hair, gently pushing my head closer to her. Any sign of space between us was now gone. My hands moved from her waist down to her ass and I squeezed her cheeks before I lifted her in my arms, while her legs came on both sides of my waist. I moved my lips to her neck, kissing her and gently nipping at her marking spot. The moan that left her lips made me even hungrier for her. I placed her on my desk and grabbed her neck with one hand and pulled her into a hungry kiss. She opened her mouth and my tongue found hers. The sweet scent of her arousal was slowly filling the room, taking every ounce of control I had not to take her right here, on this desk. She pulled away from the kiss and grabbed my face in her hands.

“I think it’s time we took this somewhere more … private” she said with a cheeky wink and I obliged. I led her out of the office towards the staircase. I let her go first so I could look at her round ass swinging left to right as she went up the stairs. She got to the top of the first set of stairs and I grabbed her by the neck and pushed her against the wall, claiming her mouth in a searing kiss. She moaned in my mouth and I could barely resist her anymore.

“I’m sorry, love, I can’t wait any longer.” I tapped into my vampire side and flashed us on the second floor, closing and locking the doors as soon as our feet touched the floor. Devora waltzed her way in, slowly disposing of her clothes. I watched her walk into the bedroom and I followed her. When I got there, I found her lying in bed, in nothing but her white lacy underwear. I stepped in front of the bed and took off my shirt, watching her reactions. She bit her lip and smiled playfully. I took off my jeans and I could swear I heard her moan. Her hand started travelling down to her p***y, which earned her a disapproving growl from me. I took my pants off, my erection springing free. At the sight of it she licked her lips, her hand was now in her panties and she was ready to pleasure herself. I grabbed her ankles and pulled her to me. I grabbed both hands in one of mine, pinning them above her head. I leaned down on top of her and claimed her lips.

“You. Are. Mine.” I said, pulling away from her, in between growls. “Mine to please. Mine to kiss. Mine to love.” I started kissing her neck, down her collarbone, all the way to her breasts. My free hand went to her breast, kneading it, while our tongues were fighting a war of dominance. She arched her back when my fingers started flicking her n****e. I pulled away from her lips and latched them onto her free n****e, licking it, flicking it and biting it. Her moans were getting me harder than I had ever been and I couldn’t wait to fill her sweet p***y. I let go of her hands and cupped both of her breasts while flicking the buds with my tongue.

“Killian, please, I need you!” Devora moaned, her hands slowly tugging at my hair.

“Please what, Devora?” I asked, blowing cold air on her n****e then licking it viciously.

“I need you to f**k me. Please.” She tried to pull me up for a kiss but I had other plans. I moved lower, placing kisses all along her stomach, down her hips and on the inside of her thighs. Her breathing now just heated gasps. Without any warning, I plunged inside her folds, teasing her c**t with my tongue.

“Ahhh fuuuck. Killian don’t f*****g stop.” Her moans intensified to the point where they resembled cries of pleasure. I slowly moved against her bundle of nerves, my tongue swirling around it at an agonising slow pace. Every now and again I would gently suck on her c**t, earning heated moans and hair tugs. When I felt her getting close, I started eating her even more hungrily, her hips moving on their own against my tongue, getting what she needed and soon enough she was screaming my name while I lapped away her sweet juices.

“f**k Killian. Ahhhh!” As soon as her body relaxed and she came down from her high, I went back to eating my dessert. I gently inserted a finger in her opening and she started moving her hips to meet my thrusts. I added another one and continued licking her c**t, her juices dripping down my chin. The more I was getting, the hungrier I got and no matter how much she gave me it wasn’t enough.

“Baby please, I need you to f**k me.” She cried out and started grinding her hips, getting what she wanted from my tongue and fingers. I matched her speed and thrusted into her harder, curling my fingers slightly inside her.

“Ahhh f**k, just like that.” She cried out. I increased the speed of my thrusts, lifting myself up and grabbing her neck with my free hand while I leaned down to kiss her roughly. Her tongue circled mine and I squeezed the sides of her neck, making her gasp. I felt her walls tightening on me and I knew she was close.

“c*m for me, Devora.” I said and claimed her mouth in another rough kiss. She came on my fingers and I let her ride out her high while teasing her n*****s with my tongue.

“Killian, you need to stop teasing me.” I thrusted into her a couple of times with my fingers and continued flicking her n*****s with my tongue. She was moaning and asking me not to stop when I pulled my fingers out of her and used her juices to lubricate my throbbing d**k. She licked her lips and started crawling towards me, watching me move my hand up and down my shaft. As soon as she reached me, she wrapped her hand around my c**k and took it deep in her mouth. She hollowed her cheeks, bobbing her head up and down and moaned with me in her mouth. The vibrations of her moan melted away into my body, making me lose all control.

“Ahhh. f**k! Devora.” I came in her mouth and she swallowed it all greedily. I came harder than I ever had. My knees felt like they would give out at any point. I grabbed her small frame and pulled her on top of me, while I backed up against the headboard. I pulled her close to me and kissed her neck, her core grinding on my shaft, coating it in her sweet juices. She placed kisses on my jawline and went down my neck as she lowered herself on me. We both moaned when she took me in fully, the feeling was too much to handle. She started bouncing up and down, her perky boobs jumping with her movements. I leaned in and took one of her cheeky n*****s in my mouth, flicking it roughly and I felt her core clenching down on my aching shaft.

“Killian, ah yes!” she screamed as she kept going up and down on my c**k. One of my hands went down to her c**t and I started rubbing it in circular motions, her walls constricting further, making it hard not to lose myself in her. “I’m gonna c*m if you keep playing with me like this” she moaned sensually in my ear.

“Oh, you will. Over and over again.” I pulled her lips on mine and kissed her, needing her fully satisfied. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head backwards while I thrusted into her mercilessly, her screams of pleasure filling the room. I felt her orgasm nearing, so I let go of her hair, grabbed her neck and pulled it close to my mouth. With one last thrust, I sunk my fangs in her neck, releasing my venom into her bloodstream and marking her as mine. She came undone, just as she said she would, her orgasm pulling me over the edge too. She took me by surprise and marked me just as I was coming back from my high, making me unconsciously move inside her and pull us both over the edge again.