Amber’s POV
"Should we wake them?"
"No, let them sleep a little longer."
"But we need to get back. My, well, our father.."
"Ezra, rida, Glaciel, and Tristan are keeping everything safe and welcoming the other royals."
"I’m going to try and get in contact with Berion, just as a precaution."
The conversation disturbs my sleep, but the voices are low, and trying hard not to wake anyone. I recognize them, of course. They belong to Chase and Blaze. What is it with Callus? And why are Ezra and the others keeping everything safe?
I stretch and feel my girls cuddled to my side. I open an eye, looking down at them and their peaceful faces make my heart lt. Ignis coos in my mind, her protective instincts going into overdrive.
‘We are going to protect, love, and raise them right!’
‘They are our children on equal footing as those we will bear ourselves, Ignis. I swear! They will never know the difference.’ Ignis snorts a laugh in my mind, before settling down to observe. She knows I want answers, and an explanation from Chase.
As I sit up opening both my eyes fully, Chase and Blaze’s heads snap to .
"Did we wake you, little moon?" Blaze coos as he stands to help from the bed. I giggle at his antics. Chase’s eyes show that he wants to be the sa around him, but I’m just not ready to trust him. How can I?
"No, I was awake anyway," I answer with a small yawn.
"Awe, our Queen is still tired," Chase says, smiling at . I narrow my eyes, never knowing if he ant it as a sarcastic comnt or a sweet one. His eyes look sad for a mont, before he masks it.
"I know I owe you an explanation and an apology, Amber. So, I will start with the latter. I am so so sorry for the way I acted. It was immature and foolish, not to ntion I hurt your feelings. I never ant to hurt you! Make you a little jealous so you would show the sa attention you showed half-breed over there, but never hurt." I raise an eyebrow at the nickna for Blaze, to which he grins and shrugs his shoulders.
"Your guardian, who I believe is more of a friend than anything else at this point, keeps calling that. But I call him Ezzy Boo, which rida has adopted, so I can’t complain." Blaze laughs wholeheartedly but keeps the volu down for the sleeping girls. Chase chuckles well naturally.
I can’t believe my ears, but then again; I am not well versed in the universe called boys and their gas with each other.
I sit in the third chair looking between them.
"I hear your apology, Chase. But I don’t understand where or how this all started in the first place. And what is it with your father? I missed a lot, right? Maze said you are brothers, but..." Chase takes my hand from one side, as Blaze takes the other one from the other side.
"Shh, baby. I will explain everything to you. Everything you want to know, and every detail. But I need to tell you first; this ca from a place of love. I love you, Amber. And I love you so damn much it clouded everything else. I just wanted you to love back, but I felt like I was losing the fight over you to Blaze." I open my mouth to protest.
"I know! There never was a fight, to begin with, but I let my father get to with small comnts here and there. I convinced myself this was a test to see if I really was worthy of your love, and the more it went on the more I doubted myself. It ca to a point where I walked in on you sleeping in Blaze’s arms - I know nothing happened, but I snapped. I cracked. Father convinced I had to play another girl out against you to earn your jealousy and love. It was all a hoax and I was so stupid to believe him."
Tears are rolling down Chase’s cheeks and my heart is breaking. He did this because his father manipulated him. I should have known sothing like that was the reason. I have known him for my whole life, and never have I ever felt or sensed him to be one to do such a thing to his mate.
I move to sit in his lap, looking apologetically at Blaze.
‘He needs you, little moon. More than at the mont. Don’t worry, we are okay! Always.’ Blaze mind-links and I shoot him a grateful look, as I embrace my broken mate. I can feel everything pouring out of him. Every emotion he’s been through over the last month.
"I. I. I never touched her in private. I only played my part in public where you would see, but I never did anything else. You have to believe , Amber. I would never sink so low. Never betray you that way. I’m so fucking sorry, my sweetheart. I hate myself for what I did. Calor has not talked to , other than to lecture or berate for weeks. He’s so angry with my decision." I kiss his temple, and stroke his hand.
"I’m still angry, and I will be for a while. What you did. I never got an explanation of why you were angry with . But I understand what happened, and I forgive you, Chase. You still have to earn my trust again, but I do love you, silly! I love both of you equally. You are both mine, and you both own my heart." I say sincerely. Chase looks at with wonder, before pulling to him and kissing with abandon. Every doubt, every self loathing, and every ounce of love is poured into that kiss, and I know in my heart he is telling the truth.
We break apart, our heads together and both of us out of breath. My body and soul are craving them. Craving they take to bed and make theirs in all the ways possible. I want to be marked, and to mark them back. I want them to devour with everything they have, and to make love to until sunrise or sundown of a day I can’t rember the na of.
"Amber, baby. I can sll you." Chase says, his eyes swirling with lust, as Blaze growls behind . I giggle.
"Sorry," I say, but I’m really not.
I move to my own chair again, so I can think clearly.
"So, would you please catch up? What did I miss?" They exchange a look, before Chase takes a deep breath.
"Well, it’s kind of a long story, but the night you disappeared my mo
Reviews
All reviews (0)