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Hidden Sisters, Chapter 21

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, angst, threats, mentions of death/murder, knife violence/stabbing, manipulation.

“ALL HAIL KING LANCE AND QUEEN ANNALISE!”

The crowd that had wanted to be witness to Lance and Annalise’s wedding cheered. Lance looked to his bride, his heart swelling as a blush rose on her cheeks. Their kingdom had loved her, and because of how she made him a better man, they loved him.

He reached out to her, slipping a hand around her waist. She turned to him, bright eyed and happily in love, a rumble rising from her chest, “husband.”

Lance smiled even more, “Wife…mate…alpha…”

Her rumbles got louder and his smile turned into a full Cheshire catted grin.

“I love you, so much, Lance…”

“I love you too, Annalise.”

“I love you Lance!” she moaned. Lance thrusted slowly into her once more, burying his cock all the way to the hilt in his wife’s dripping core. His eyes closed softly as he felt every moment, truly immersing himself in it.

“Annalise.”

Her core fluttered around him. She reached out, pulling his face to hers once more so she could taste his lips again. The couple’s lips melded together, working in tandem. Tongues fought for dominance, teasing the other.

The moment was almost too intense for them both.

They’d been riding their highs as they continued to build; teasing the impending orgasms, edging one another for over an hour.

Lance could feel the fluttering of his wife’s core, and he stopped his sinfully slow thrusts, stilling inside of her. His kisses faltered, breaking away from her own lips as the warm air filled the space between them. Her eyes fluttered open, her lashes betraying the look of faux confidence she’d been giving him earlier.

She was a lust-wild wolf. A whimper escaped from her lips. The alpha was driven to the brink of her lust, and she wanted a release. She wanted to feel him filling her, spilling his seed inside of her waiting womb.

“Lance…please my love!” she whimpered, stroking his cheek. He smiled, nuzzling his nose against her own. Her lips parted and a shiver ran down her spine as she inhaled his scent. She turned her head to the side, and Lance noticed her mating gland was swollen, “please…take me…”

Lance felt his cock twitch. She shivered again, arching her hips up so that he slid a little bit further into her. Her nails grew longer until they were scratching hard enough into his shoulders to leave angry red marks.

He could see her canines protruding and he knew she was fighting off not only her orgasm, but a shift.

“We can’t go back if you regret this…”

“I only want you, my love!” she whimpered, rolling her hips to beg her husband for what she wanted, “please, Lance…”

“I love you, Annalise!” he proclaimed as he leaned down and bit into the flesh of her neck, marking her and opening up the mating bond.

“It was horrible, Jake…I-“

“Hey-hey, it’s okay!” Jake sighed. He held his younger sister while she sobbed against his chest, “it’s nothing you did. It-“

“He really did that?” Ransom asked quietly, looking at Lance.

The nymph king nodded, looking at his wife and brother-in-law, “yeah…they couldn’t break through the charms you put on the kingdom. So it was just…there.”

“YOU PUT THE HEADS OF NYMPHS ON SPIKES AND PUT THEM IN FRONT OF THE WATER KINGDOM!”

Samantha’s jaw tensed and she glared at her brother. Jefferson looked away from the couple, embarrassed over his orders.

“They weren’t welcome…and they knew it.”

“THERE WERE CHILDREN, SAMANTHA!”

“AND WHAT ABOUT MY FUTURE CHILDREN, HUH?” She yelled in his face, standing up against her older brother, “WHO WILL PROTECT THEM IF THERE’S SOMEONE HIDING AMONGST MY HUSBAND’S SUBJECTS? WE CLOSED THE GATES TO THE KINGDOM FOR A REASON. THEY TRIED TO GET OVER THE BORDERS!”

“YOU HAD THEM MURDERED!”

“Jake…”

Jake looked to Ransom, who was holding onto his arm. He had barely realized that he had stood and was in his sister’s face. Her nostrils flared, “listen to your husband…and back off, Jake.”

Jake continued to glare at his sister for a moment. He was trying to read her, to read the situation, but nothing was happening. He couldn’t figure out how she had managed to change in such a short amount of time.

“Jake…please,” Ransom tried again, tugging on his husband’s arm. Jake looked back to his husband who was warily eyeing Jefferson. His attention focused on the wood nymph king. He looked nothing like he had just a few months ago. The joyous, but fair king looked tired and worn down. Almost like he belonged in a madhouse, not a castle, “please sit down, mate…”

“This isn’t you…” Jake said softly, staring down Jefferson as he sat back in his chair, “I know this isn’t you.”

“You don’t know me, Jake,” she spat, pulling her brother’s attention back to herself. Jake watched as she cradled her stomach, the bump now visible, “I’m going to be a mother soon…and this war is going to get bloody…I need to know that my future-our legacy is protected.”

“So you’re just going to go around murdering people who knock on your door, looking for help?” he asked, directing the question to Jefferson.

He swallowed nervously, and Samantha took his hand. He looked up at her hopefully and she spoke firmly to Jake, “I will do whatever it takes, Jake…maybe you and your husband should go home to the safety of your kingdom…the woods are dangerous nowadays…haven’t you heard?”

“I’m not leaving without you, little flame.”

She stared at him, her heart racing. She was still trying to process how Lloyd had not only managed to get into the mountain, but had ended up in the nursery.

“Y-you shouldn’t be here….”

“I don’t care!” he said quickly, rushing up to her. She took a step back and towards the bassinets, placing herself in front of them, her first thought was that he was trying to take Nick and Jennifer’s son. He frowned, “I-I’m not here for the hatchlings…I’m here for you, little flame!”

“Stop calling me that!”

His frown lines set a little harder as his sadness turned into confusion, “why? Why can’t I call you that? That’s what you are! You’re my little flame…and I’m your storm cloud….”

“What about Suzanne, huh?”

“Suzanne’s gone!” he growled, feeling angry that he had to defend why he was coming for her, “after Lance let the nymphs do what they wanted, she decided to go be with her true mate…a woodland nymph. And I want to be with you.”

“L-Lloyd…we don’t work…”

He closed the space between them, his hand reaching out to grab hers and place it over his chest, “you tell me this doesn’t work. Tell me you don’t feel how hard you make my heart beat. How fast it goes when you’re around. Tell me that you don’t feel the same now that I’m here.”

“I-I can’t leave, Lloyd…this is my home…”

“Make a home with me…like we always talked about when we first got together,” he begged, “let me show you how much the world can offer us, little flame. We can run and-“

“Why can’t you stay here then?” she asked quickly, cutting him off.

“Because he’s supposed to kill Lance!”

The pair turned towards the voice, immediately breaking away from one another.

Nick was staring angrily at them.

“King Nick.”

Nick chuckled at the woman’s obedience and loyalty to him, “you don’t need to bow…you are a loyal subject. You are the midwife to my sons…but he is not welcome in the mountain until he brings me Lance’s head and the dagger he used to sweep it from his body.”

“I’m not going to do that, Nick…”

Nick smiled, “did you forget our little conversation, Hansen?”

“Little flame…I-I need you to trust me! We need to leave…now.”

“I-I’ve never left the mountain to live somewhere else, Lloyd…everything I have is here. Ev-“

“We can have a new life!” he said quickly, trying to convince her, “please!”

“She’s not going anywhere with you, Lloyd…”

“Yes she is. She-“

But Lloyd’s words died in his throat when Nick pulled her towards his chest and produced a dagger which he held at her throat, “it’s very unwise to show up back here without what you promised me. Very unwise, Lloyd…”

“Please,” Lloyd begged, his eyes already going teary at the thought of losing her, “Nick…you don’t have to do this. Lance doesn’t want your son. He doesn’t want a war to happen. It’s already bad enough with Jefferson trying to attack the water kingdom, bu-“

“The war is here, Lloyd…and we all have parts to play,” he warned “you need to play your part to get your happy ending.”

“My king…” she whimpered, suddenly putting everything together in her head, “please…I do not wish to go with him…I-“

“Shut up!” he growled, pressing the knife a little against more against her throat. Lloyd wanted to take a step towards her, but he knew if he did, Nick might slit it, “do you still have the dagger?”

“Yes!” Lloyd answered. He pulled the dagger from his clothes and held it out. Nick eyed the bed, and Lloyd tossed it gently onto the bed, “I-I want no part in this…just let-“

“If you won’t do it…then I will!” Nick proclaimed. He drew his hand away with such speed that no one knew what was happening. Lloyd stood stock still staring at the love of his life. Her lips parted and Lloyd took a step forward.

A thin sliver of red dripped from her throat. She looked at Lloyd and dropped to her knees. Blood began to pool out of the wound, and that’s when reality struck him in the face.

He rushed her, dropping to his knees, “no. NO! Little flame!”

The blood stained her clothes, covered his hands as he tried to put enough pressure over her throat to stop the bleeding, but it was to no avail.

Lloyd screamed as his love began to die in his arms. Nick stood in his corner of the room, watching it unfold.

The door creaked open and Jennifer took in the sight of Nick with a bloodied knife, and her midwife bleeding out on the floor of the bedroom; Lloyd crying, begging for some miracle to happen so that she didn’t die.

But her tanned skin was already paling. Her lips already going blue as the light inside of her eyes went out. Jennifer felt a sense of dread coming over her as she looked at her husband, “Nick…what have you done?”

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Hidden Sisters, Chapter 20

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: angst, mentions of abandonment/abandonment issues, hints of violence/assassins, dark OC, threats of murder.

Annalise stared, bewildered at her older brother and his husband, “wh-what are you two saying?”

“We are here to help,” Ransom smiled softly, “we have seen what you have done for your people. What Lance has done to help his subjects, and it is not in my nature to just stand by while an injustice happens…not if I can help.”

“We are truly grateful for you and your husband’s assistance to our kingdom, King Ransom!” Lance offered, looking blissfully at the hidden entrance to the new water kingdom, “we are few in number, but-“

“It’s enchanted! Or well, the enchantments will be finished in a week,” Ransom said, cutting him off, “no one that should not be here, will not be. Your kingdom will not be able to be reached unless they are a water nymph or have been granted access by one of your own.”

Lance nodded, tears lining his eyes, “my people will love it…thank you.”

“We just want you to be safe!” Jake sighed from beside his husband. Ransom put his arm around Jake’s waist, and the wolf whimpered ever so slightly, “I-I’m sorry for how I reacted when you left, Annalise…I just-“

“You were scared!”

Jake nodded, terrified to be talking to his little sister about his concerns. But Ransom squeezed Jake’s hip gently, reminding him that he was still there and on his side, “I thought that he wasn’t right for you and that you would end up hurt…”

“I’ve done everything in my power to protect her!” Lance replied, slightly angered by the insinuation that he wouldn’t try to protect his mate.

“I jus-I just started getting to know you and Sam though!” Jake whimpered, still looking at his sister, “and you were both so wrapped up in finding your mates…and I get it…I do!”

Ransom gave his husband a soft look, knowing just how much pain he was in and how alone he’d felt when he’d first met him.

“I think Jake is trying to say that he reacted poorly because Jennifer rushed off to be with Nick…and they don’t have that much of a relationship…and then you ran off with Lance…and Samantha was infatuated with Jefferson, and after you ran off, she did to…he just felt abandoned…”

Annalise felt her heart breaking for her older brother as she looked at him, “J-Jake…I didn’t abandon you…”

“i-I know…Ransom and I talked about it a lot…you were just following your heart…” Jake replied softly, “I would have done the same thing…I just-you never kept in touch…so I-“

Jake’s words stopped when his younger sister charged him, wrapping her arms around him, “I’m sorry, Jake…”

He sighed again, slumping against his sister’s arms, “Annie….I-“

“I’m sorry!” she repeated, this time nuzzling against him as well. Jake felt a rumble in his chest as he accepted the comfort that he knew he was craving.

“It’s okay…I just-don’t disappear on me…okay? I-I can’t handle it when people just disappear on me…”

“I won’t, Jake…never again.”

He sighed against her, his rumbles lulling both of the siblings as they held one another. Ransom smiled and rested his arm over Lance’s shoulders, “so good that they’re making up…”

“While I appreciate what you’re doing for us…get your hands off me, Ransom. You’re still a dick to the rest of the free world.”

“So are you buddy!” Ransom said with a knowing grin, “but we’re soft for our Jensen mates…”

“Yeah!” Lance sighed, lovingly looking at the woman that he loved, “I’d take on the world if I needed to…but only for her.”

“Wait until you two have kids together…I’d do anything for our girls…”

“YOU ATTACKED THE KINGDOM!”

“I had to,” Nick said defensively, crossing his arms over his chest, “things were getting too quiet over there, and it’s not like the assassin did their job. So-“

“ASSASIN?”

Nick felt the color draining for his face, and his throat dry up as he admitted to his wife and mate what he’d been doing behind her back.

“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME, NICK?”

“Lance was trying to take our child…”

“He sent Lloyd…once…and then he made that speech about allowing water nymphs to come and go as they pleased…he wasn’t going to take our child!”

“That was a trick!”

“Really?” she scoffed, “you had nymphs coming to us, saying that they chose to see you as the king because you’re a dual nymph and you thought it was some sort of trap?”

“Wouldn’t you?”

“HE CHANGED!” she all but screamed at him, “HE’S WITH ANNALISE AND HE CHANGED FOR THE BETTER! HOW CAN YOU NOT SEE THAT?”

“HOW CAN YOU ALLOW YOURSELF TO BE SO BLINDED BY THE MAN WHO IS FUCKING YOUR SISTER?” h screamed in response, “HE CAME LOOKING FOR OUR CHILD! I GREW UP WITH HIM. I KNOW THE TYPE OF RULER HE I-“

But he was promptly cut off when Jennifer slapped him hard across the face.

“You don’t have to like him, you ass, but you don’t go burning down his kingdom because you’re feeling threatened.”

Nick’s jaw tensed as he glared at his wife, “I’m not threatened…”

“Listen to yourself,” she scoffed again, “you brought in an assassin to go after him. You attacked his village and burned it to the ground. You’re the one starting a war here, not him!”

“No…no…it is all a ploy…he’ll come after us!” Nick said wildly, “we have to think of our kingdom, Jennifer. Of the boys. It’ll only be a matter of time until Jefferson joins in. We have to hit them too!”

“You’re insane…”

“I’m thinking about you and the boys, Jennifer.”

“You’re thinking about yourself…and your paranoia. And your own ambitions!” she answered, “and we’re not here for it.”

“My lord…”

“Not now!” Nick growled, glaring at the guard who had shown up at the door to his chambers.

“We’ve found a spy, my lord!” the guard replied, not bothered by the fact that he was interrupting the conversation between Jennifer and Nick. He tossed down a woodland dagger that was fitted with intricate detailing on the wooden handle and ivy etchings along the blade, “the woodland nymphs aren’t hiding in the shadows now that news is out about the water kingdom.”

Nick’s nostrils flared as he stared at the weaponry, “where did you find this?”

“Deep within the mountain…Antara and Vulcani found it on their patrols…”

Nick turned towards his wife, a wild look in his eyes, “do you wish to discredit me now, wife? Because we have either a traitor or infiltrator somewhere in this mountain.”

Jennifer felt worry creeping into her bones as she stared at the blade. Her gaze turned back to the two bassinets where her hatchlings were sleeping.

“My lord?”

“Well?” Nick asked teasingly to his wife, “what is it that you’ll have me do, my queen?”

“This war is your fault, Nick,” she spat, tears lining her eyes as she tore them away from her boys and looked towards her husband, “you started it…so you take care of it…but if anyone from my family dies…it’s because of you and you alone. That blood is on your hands.”

“I don’t care! Turn them away!”

Jefferson’s throat tightened as he looked at the disheveled looking water nymphs who stood in front of his guards.

“Have any of them committed any crimes?” he asked, over the microphone, ignoring his wife’s disapproving comments.

The guards turned back to the nymphs and began to question them once more. Jefferson looked back to his pregnant wife.

“Sam-“

“Don’t touch me,” she spat, pushing herself away from him. Jefferson frowned, feeling the anger across their bond. She held her stomach and turned towards him after a minute, “you don’t care about us at all, do you?”

“Wh-what? How could you say that?” he asked, “I’ve done everything that you’ve asked of me. I made sure our walls were fortified once you found out you were pregnant. We’re married and mated per your customs and mine. You’re the queen of the woodland nymphs. I made sure our home is bigger and more well-equipped to handle our future children-“

“But you let those…things in.”

Jefferson frowned, “they are our subjects, Sa-“

“They aren’t!” she hissed, “you’re spreading the kingdom too thin by letting every refugee that wants to come in have a seat at the table.”

“They are still nymphs and beings that are alive!” he justified, “and I will not turn someone away who has done no wrong so that I-“

“We are suffering because of you!” she spat, glaring at him.

“No crimes my king!”

“What would you have me do then, my love?” he asked painfully, not daring to look back to the guards or the camera until his wife let him, “say it and I’ll do it…”

“Shut down the kingdom!” she said firmly. “our subjects are not free to traipse about anymore…not until this war is over.”

“Samanth-“

“And I want these refugees heads on spikes!” she continued, cutting him off with a deathly glare, “I want everyone to know that we aren’t to be played, Jefferson!”

“But Samanth-“

“You said…whatever I wanted.”

Jefferson looked nervously back to the camera that showed his guard who was awaiting his instructions. Behind the guard he could see them. Only about eight or so people, but they didn’t look like a threat. They had come to his gates for help.

“Jefferson…”

“There are children…”he said helplessly, looking back to his wife.

“I want their heads…show me that you can protect me, mate…” she said slowly, “show me that you can protect our future children…”

Chapter 21

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Hidden Sisters, Chapter 16

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: sexual situations, slight angst

“Oh god, you smell so good,” she purred against his neck. Lance felt a shiver go down his spine as she nipped along the column of his throat. He took a sharp breath in when he felt her tongue lathe over his neck. His hands grabbed hers and he removed them from his groin, pressing her against the wall instead. She broke away from his neck and looked at him, nothing but pure, unbridled lust in her eyes, “I want this, Lance…please.”

His cock twitched at the raspy breathless tone that her voice held. He wanted nothing more than to claim his mate and fill her with children, whether they be nymphs or shifters. But instead he pushed away his more carnal thoughts and stared at his mate, “I-I don’t want to take advantage of you, Annalise…this is not what I-“

“I want you, Lance,” she whimpered, cutting the nymph off. She attempted to kiss him, but he held his ground, keeping his distance from her. She whimpered again, her wolf feeling a little bit of rejection the longer he held her at bay, “d-don’t you want me, Lance?”

“More than you know,” he admitted sadly. He admired her every curve as his eyes traveled the length of her body, “but I will not take advantage of you like this in your current state…y-you need to get in the shower to stave off the fever…I-I’ve made a call for toys for you and my guard should have them soon…but you need to lis-“

The nymph was cut off when Annalise’s lips caught his own. His hands fell away, crumbling with his willpower as she pressed herself against him. Her nails scraped lightly against his bare chest and back down to his pants. Their lips broke from one another and Lance gasped. She giggled, taking the opportunity to put her hand down his pants and grab his achingly hard length.

“I want this…”

Two days later and Lance had felt like he was nearly driven up a wall. He’d heard her almost constant moaning; how she had orgasmed again and again with the toys that his guard had come back with.

But it had all stopped in the early afternoon.

The castle fell silent.

And then there was a small knock at the door.

Lance’s eyes snapped up on it and he waited anxiously.

“L-Lance?”

Lance felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest as she called for him. There was a tiredness to her voice that made him scramble from his spot in the hall. He didn’t want her to know that he personally stood guard at her door the past few days, nor did he want her to know that he’d sent away everyone from the castle, but he was desperate to hear from her.

“Annalise?”

“I-Are you there?” she asked desperately, “I-I think I can come out now…”

Lance rushed to the door, scrambling to its lock with the key in hand. The click felt like a barrier was broken between them as the door creaked open slowly. All at once, Lance was hit in the face with the smell of sex that filled his room. He inhaled deeply, his eyes rolling yet again as it felt like an aphrodisiac to him. His cock hardened immediately and twitched in his pants.

She stood, nervously, just a foot away from the door. She was coated in a thin layer of sweat, the sheen making her legs glisten under the lights. His breath caught in his throat as he was eye to eye with her bare thighs. She was wearing one of his tunics, but nothing else.

“My god…”

“Thank you!” she whispered gently, offering her sincerest gratitude to the man she once saw as vain and almost cold. She held onto her arms, cradling herself as she stood in front of him in nothing but his shirt, “th-thank you for not taking advantage of me, Lance.”

“I would do anything to keep you safe, my sweet alpha mate…”

“I-I see that now…” she all but whispered, “and I want to stay here…I-I don’t want to go back to Ransom and Jakes until I come of age that we can marry. I want to stay with you, Lance. I want to stay here, with you!”

“As you wish, my love.”

“She’s been gone for days!”

“It’s not my fault, Jake…i-I don’t know where she went,” Sam all but cried to her older brother, “I can’t help it that she-“

“Oh I know exactly where she went,” Jake groaned, “she went after that egotistical prick, Lance!”

“Jake…calm down,” Ransom tried, coming up to his husband’s side, “we don’t know th-“

“HE’S BEEN AVOIDING MY MESSAGES!” Jake roared, “I know that he has her! I KNOW IT!”

“Jake…you’re scaring the girls!”

Jake frowned as he looked away from his husband and mate to his two daughters that had stopped playing and were watching him intently.

“Aunt Liss?”

“Your Aunt Annalise will be home soon!” Jake reassured Mira, “go play with your sister in your room, okay? I need to talk to Aunt Samantha.”

The girls frowned together but followed after each other until they were out of the dining hall. Ransom reached over to Jake again, but the wolf snarled at him.

“Easy, pup!” Ransom said delicately to his husband, “I’m on your side.”

“We haven’t gotten Annalise back. We have-“

But Jake stopped speaking when he noticed a new figure standing tall in the entrance of the dining hall.

The young father stood in woodland gear, leaving both Ransom and Jake confused, “Chase…what are you doing here? Where’s Johnny and the kids?”

“I’ve come by request of my nymph king, Lord Jefferson,” he said simply, a sad smile gracing his features, “this is official business, and Johnny is home with the children.”

Jake frowned, his jaw tightening at the mention of the other nymph king. He was quick to move to his sister’s side before placing himself in front of her. It was obvious that he came here requesting something that he was not willing to give, “you are not taking her.”

“I do not do this because I want to, Jake,” Chase frowned, “I told Jefferson that I would rather stay out of his personal affairs, as I have a biased response. You are my brother-in-law…but he sees that as a good bridging point between us.”

“I will not turn my final sister over to him,” he growled, the firm raspiness building in his throat as the growl became louder, “I will not turn her over like a piece of meat.”

“Nick has Jennifer, and they are with child,” Chase reminded him, “they are married and united as one. And Jefferson has received word from others inside of the water kingdom that your sister Annalise is at his castle, and has spent her rut with him…”

“Jefferson wants Samantha,” Ransom finished for him, “so that he won’t be the last man in the race.”

Jake all but snapped in Ransom’s direction, “excuse me?”

“Nick is a fire and water nymph. If him and Jennifer are truly with child, the new line of heirs has already started,” Ransom answered sadly, “and nymphs are highly competitive, especially their kings…if Annalise has spent her rut with Lance, there’s a chance that they will soon follow in an announcement of hatchlings. Lance is ensuring his heirs will rule the water kingdom and not Nick’s.”

Jake snapped back to Chase, realization slapping him across the face, “YOU ARE NOT GOING TO DELIVER SAMANTHA TO YOUR KING! SHE’S NOT SOME BREEDING MARE THERE FOR HIS PLEASURE AND SICK FANTASY!”

“I love Jefferson!” Samantha began, her heart aching at the thought of her mate being insulted, “he’s not using me. He’s done everything by the book, like you as-“

Jake snapped at his sister. Her words stopped on a dime as he glared at her, “If what he’s saying is true, then he’s sending for you so that he can knock you up, Samantha! Can’t you see that? He all but abandoned you when they originally spoke of war, and now that Jennifer’s pregnant, and Annalise ran off with Lance, he doesn’t want to be the last one to knock you up!”

Samantha looked at Chase, her half-brothers’ husband. He was tight-lipped, but looked at her with a glance that told her that what Jake was saying was true. She shook her head, not wanting to believe it, “but Jefferson…he-he’s not like that. Chase…tell me that’s not the truth!”

“I do not wish to be tied to these affairs, Samantha…I only wish to get home to my own family,” he admitted, “but it is my duty to ask what is required of me by my king…and for now, he has asked that I bring you to the woodland realm.”

“You’re not to have her!” Jake spat, “tell your king that! If he wants her then he shall have to fight me…and she’ll only go over my dea-“

“I’ll go!”

Jake stopped speaking and looked at his sister, “…Sam…”

“It’s what I am to do, Jake,” she said without fear, “I’m promised to him…”

“But Sam-“

“I’ll be okay, Jake…”

“You don’t know that.”

She took her brother’s hands in her own and gave him a sad look, before wrapping them around him. She nuzzled against his cheek, trying to give him the comfort she could feel that he so desperately needed, “I promise…I’ll be fine…Jefferson will not do me harm…”

“I can’t lose you too…” Jake all but whimpered.

Sam frowned and pulled away so that she could look him in the eyes, “worry not, big brother…you are not losing me…”

“Promise?”

“I promise, Jake…you are not alone.”

Chapter 17

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Hidden Sisters, Chapter 19

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: unprotected sex, smut, nonconsensual marking/taking back permission after the fact, angst, violence.

Jefferson’s nose nuzzled against Sam’s neck. His eyes fluttered shut and he inhaled, a sharp, deep breath being sucked in.

“Need you!” she whimpered as her teeth grew, a shift wanting to take place, “Jefferson…please…”

The nymph shuddered as her nails dug into his shoulders. She could feel his erection pressing against her inner thigh, his precum leaking from the tip of his cock, “Samantha…”

“I’m eighteen now!” she smiled as her lips trailed along the column of his throat, “we can be together. Please, Jefferson!”

He shuddered again when she nipped at the juncture of his collar bone. His cock twitched, slapping lightly against her thigh, “mate…”

Her hand reached down, and she stroked his impressive length. He groaned, his eyes rolling back as his head fell forward, “Fuck…”

“Not yet we haven’t!” she teased as she continued to stroke him. The woodland nymph’s hips bucked, his lips parting while he tried to catch his breath.

“Samantha…”

“Take me, Jefferson…take all of me.”

“Mate,” he growled as she nipped at his neck a little rougher. She smirked at him and lined him up at her entrance. He moaned, feeling how wet she already was. She bit down on his collarbone and his hips stuttered, splitting her precious petals, “FUCK!”

“FUCK!”

She hissed in pain as his hips stuttered forward, spearing into her. Her nails dug into his shoulders even more, the crescent moons now turning into puncture marks, little rivulets of blood spilling from them and around her nails, edging them with his scarlet essence.

Jefferson’s eyes fluttered shut again. The mixture of the pain he was feeling coupled in such a way with the pain of her core constricting around his cock. His jaw opened further, and he was at a complete loss of words, all thoughts leaving his mind.

“Jefferson…” she whimpered, her mouth still on his neck. Her eyes widened as she realized that she could taste blood. She removed her mouth from his neck and saw that she had bitten him. It wasn’t a little love nip.

No.

She’d marked him, and he was clearly in the bliss of the mating bond opening up to him. She wiped the blood from her lips and looked at her mate. His eyes were glassy. She shifted and instinctively he dove right back into her, wanting to stay buried deep inside of her. But with the single thrust she moaned, getting lost in the moment as the pain withered away, turning to a slight pressure, with the pleasure rolling off of her in waves. Her legs locked around his waist, driving him even further into her, until there was no space between them.

“Oh god!” Jefferson moaned, his cock twitching wildly inside of her. It was without warning, but he was closing in on his orgasm. It was coming at him like a freight train, and there was no hope of stopping him, “I’m gonna…”

“Cum inside of me, mate!” she begged, pulling his face towards her neck as her hips rolled. Jefferson moaned once more, his hips working up a rhythm. He inhaled her scent, and she licked at the mating mark she’d give him. He began picking up speed, pounding into her as his orgasm hit its height.

And as the warmth filled her core, a white-hot ache started at her neck. Her eyes widened as she felt the sharpness of his teeth digging into her flesh, her blood seeping from a newly formed mating mark.

“No!” she declared, not wanting the bond to be open on her side just yet. She tried to push him away, but he stayed locked on top of her, emptying himself into her while simultaneously forging the bond and setting it with each moment his mouth was locked over her mating gland.

“FIRE!”

Lance could barely see through the smoke that was filling the halls of his castle. But he couldn’t leave. Not when he knew his love was somewhere in the castle.

“ANNALISE!”

“MY KING YOU HAVE TO GET OUT!”

One of his guards actively tried pulling him down the hall, but he shoved him off. Behind him, one of the beams from the ceiling collapsed, the fire from the floor above spilling down to him, “I HAVE TO FIND ANNALISE!”

“We have to get you out!”

“I’M NOT LEAVING WITHOUT HER!”

“Your cousin’s forces are closing in!” he said quickly, pointing out the fact that the fire nymphs were invading the water kingdom, “Lance we have to get you to safety and then-“

“I’m not leaving without her!” he said firmly. Lance tried to fight for air, praying that there was enough humidity in it that he could draw the water out.

But he had no such luck.

The guardsman left him behind, choosing to spare himself instead of helping his king look for his mate. He fell to his knees in the next hallway, just a few rooms from his master bedroom.

“ANNALISE!”

Lance’s eyes closed, the smoke too heavy for him to keep breathing it in without consequence. He tried to cover his mouth and nose with his shirt, but the mesh had all but burned up from the heat. He began to cough, the smoke getting into his system.

“Lance, we need to leave!”

“Not without-without my love!” Lance begged, not able to see more than a foot around him. The shadow swept in on him as his eyes closed and threw him over his shoulder. He began coughing as the smoke got thicker. He prayed to whatever gods that exist that he get out in time.

“You’d do well to stay down and recuperate, my lady.”

Annalise shot up, her head pounding with the fast reaction, “shit…”

“As I had said,” she replied quickly, pushing Annalise back onto the pile of blankets, “you need to remain still…you and King Lance…”

Her heart burst at the thought of the man she loved, “Lance!”

“ANNALISE!”

“La-Lance!” she coughed, trying to fight the immense amount of smoke that had been in their bedroom as she trudged through the broken bits of the area. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, and cause a large catastrophe, making it nearly impossible for her to make an easy exit.

The ceiling behind her collapsed, sending a new wave of smoke, ash, and flames into the room. Annalise dropped to her knees, praying for someone to find her. She started crawling, trying to cover her mouth with her shirt, but it didn’t do much good.

“Queen Annalise!”

She looked up, just as one of Lance’s men entered into her line of vision.

“Lloyd!” she whimpered, reaching out to the man.

He grabbed at her, picking her up. She began coughing even more.

“Try to stay conscious,” he advised, “we’ll get out of this! I promise!”

“Lance…i-Lance-where is he?”

“We’ll find him, my queen. I promise!”

“Lance-“

“Is fine,” a voice replied dryly. She turned her attention to the man sitting in the chair beside her, “get some rest, Annalise…”

“L-Lloyd…” she whimpered, looking at the water nymph that had saved her and Lance and had yet to leave her side, “please tell me-“

“We got to him in time, Annalise,” he replied, cutting her off. He put down his book and looked at her for a moment. He’d known that the queen that he’d saved had also made his king a better leader. She was the one that helped his kingdom heal. He reached out to her, taking her hands in his own, “he’s already been in to see you…one of the guys told him he needed to get some water…he didn’t want to leave your side, but the good doctor here told him that you’d be up soon. I haven’t left your side since the castle, my queen.”

“Lloyd…you are a good man…”

“And you are the queen that we deserve,” he smiled honestly, “and soon, you’ll be up, and you and our king will rebuild for us…”

“I want Lance…”

“He’ll be back soon, Miss…”

“That’s your future queen,” Lloyd said, a flicker of rage in his eyes as his attention turned to her. Annalise frowned, Lloyd’s internalized rage coming to the surface over a simple mistake in speech, “and you’ll show more respect than pushing her back into bed and then calling her miss…you want Lance to find out how you’ve treated her.”

“Lloyd, stop,” Annalise begged, looking at the nymph, “I-I don’t want you acting like she hasn’t taken care of me…and you aren’t going to tell Lance anything. The doctor has cared for me. I don’t want anyone using fear to hold anything over anyone’s heads anymore.”

“Annalise…”

“Lloyd…I want Lance to lead with his heart, not fear…” she sighed, “he has the capacity to be a good king…I know it…”

“If he does, it’s only because of you,” Lloyd replied dryly. He dropped her hand and picked up his book once more, trying to create a distance between himself and Annalise. She gave him a sympathetic frown while he closed up on himself, going back to his book, “Lance doesn’t have kindness in his soul…least, he hasn’t shown it to his people. Only you as of yet.”

“Yeah…well that’s about to change.”

“I just don’t get how they managed to get into the kingdom, my king,” another one of the guardsmen said quickly as he tried to give Lance the report of his findings, “we’ve searched the city up and down, and looked through all of the ashes…but it looks like it was from the inside. There’s no signs that a fire nymph came from the outside until we opened our gates to flee.”

Lance’s jaw tightened, but Annalise put her hand over his, “Thank you, Nathaniel…we appreciate your investigation.”

“My queen-“

“Just Annalise…you remember what my husband said when we started the new water kingdom.”

He nodded, “Thank you, Annalise…Lance…”

“We must come together as one united front!” Lance said boldly to the group of nymphs that stood on the edge of the refugee camp that he’d managed to make, “we are water nymphs…and together, we may rise and fall like the tides, but if we hit a low point, we may break apart…that is up to you!”

For the first time since Lance could remember, the people cheered at the end of his speech, not just because he was trying to rally them, but because he’d just told them that the attack on their kingdom was a wake up call.

He’d admitted that he had not been a king that was worthy of the life that he’d had.

That he hadn’t watched out for his subjects like he had.

And he did something that none of them had expected.

He apologized.

And he promised them that he would rebuild.

That anyone would be welcome in his kingdom, whether they were a water nymph or not. That anyone could leave.

But he announced he was first going to marry his mate: Annalise.

And that together, they would lead the new water kingdom, into a purposeful, prosperous living.

And he hadn’t lied.

Over the coming weeks, he’d dug into what funds he had, and used all of his resources to rebuild the water kingdom. Instead of a lavish castle, he built a modest home, choosing to spread the resources amongst the new village and the people who chose to stay with him and rebuild.

He married Annalise, and side by side they worked, Lance helping build the new city, while she cared for the sick, wounded, and did anything in her power to make sure that people felt loved, honored, and respected.

And in such a short time as a few weeks, people believed it.

They saw the difference that Annalise had brought about in the kingdom. The differences in their king.

And they followed it.

So much so that while Annalise requested they stopped calling Lance ‘king’ and her ‘queen,’ they still did. Not out of fear, but out of respect.

Lloyd had been recognized as the nymph that saved them from the fire, carrying them out of the burning castle and to the safety of the center that had been set up.

And he’d been rewarded as the official second in command; brought in on the new decisions of the kingdom.

But they didn’t know that he was hiding something far deeper.

“Lloyd, a moment?”

Lloyd’s head shot up as he looked at Lance who stood at the entrance of the meeting room. He nodded, following him out to the hallway.

“What’s wrong, my king?”

“No, nothing…there is nothing wrong…I just…wanted to talk to you!”

Lloyd was confused.

The last time he’d been alone with Lance, even from a short amount of time, he was being beaten for not retrieving Nick’s child for being a water nymph. So, to say that he was wary, even after saving his life, was an understatement.

“Annalise has told me that she wants to do an official ceremony…” The news struck Lloyd off guard. The nymph king stared out the window, his eyes captivated by the water as he tucked them behind his back, “Annalise wants an official mating ceremony where I bite her, and she does the same to me…and she’s already set in her mind that she wants to start a family…have hatchlings with me.”

Lloyd swallowed, “is that what…you want?”

“I want to make her happy, Lloyd. I will not lie though, I fear for having hatchlings. I know it secures my legacy, but I haven’t been a good leader…how will I know I will not fall back to old happens if I become a father,” he admitted with a sigh. He turned partially towards him, his brow raised, “I hope that I have truly changed, but time is the factor that determines this, is it not? Do you not think that she has made me a better man? A better king?”

“I think that your people respect you now…that they see a different type of man…” Lloyd commented, “one that deserves their respect.”

“And do you, Lloyd?” he asked, “do you respect me?”

Lloyd felt his chest tighten. His body filled with worry and he felt the itch to reach for the dagger that was strapped to his back, “wh-why wouldn’t I?

“I ask, because you are a friend,” he said after a moment. Lloyd released the breath he’d been holding and his body relaxed, “a brother even…. which is why I ask your opinion. I respect it, Lloyd...”

“Well, I…thank you.”

“I have a serious question, Lloyd,” Lance began, “if Annalise and I do commit to the official ceremony, then I am to take her in every way…to fill her…with myself.”

“You mean to begin your line of succession.”

He nodded, “yes…”

“Is there a problem with that?”

“I want you to be the one that looks after my line…if anything were to happen to me or Annalise.”

Lloyd was taken back by Lance’s request, “what?”

“I want you…to be my child’s godfather,” he repeated, “when we get to it, that is. You have been faithful to me…been at my side at every turn…you have saved the life of my mate and myself…and I haven’t always been smart or kind enough to acknowledge it…but I want to start making it up to you, Lloyd…I-I want to right that wrong.”

“And asking me to be the godfather to your child…”

“I trust you with everything in my life, Lloyd,” he said definitively, “with my life even…I know that you would allow no harm to come to me or mine…and should something happen to me and Annalise once we have hatchlings, I know that you would steer them down the correct path.”

Lloyd felt his throat tighten. He didn’t know how to answer what Lance was saying. Not without betraying himself in the process. A few tears filled his eyes and he nodded. Lance took it as a good sign, instead of the look of a man who felt regret in agreeing to betraying him. He pulled Lloyd to himself, wrapping his arms around him, “you are a good nymph, Lloyd…like a friend and a brother…thank you for standing by my side all of these years my friend. I am sorry for our past…but I promise to make it up to you in the future.”

He only nodded, unable to even find the courage to hug Lance back. With a curt nod, Lance removed himself, opting to head back to the meeting room where Annalise was waiting for him. Lloyd removed the fire-forged dagger from his back and stared at it.

The volcanic rock handle seemed to taunt him, a deal that he’d made with the owner’s king making him feel like less of a man.

“You will get rid of him, yes?”

“I’m not doing this, Nick…”

“You’ll do it, or your precious mate will disappear…”

Lloyd’s heart ached as he looked at the dagger held in the fire nymph king’s hands, “you can’t hurt her…she’s done nothing wrong. She protected your child from me. She is loyal to the fir-”

“And I saw how you looked at her, how you spoke to her,” Nick said angrily, cutting the water nymph off while holding the dagger out further for the water nymph to grab, “either you follow through and I let you leave the mountain…or you stay here…in pieces.”

“Your wife already believes you are freeing me…what happens when people hear that I never made it to the base…hmm?”

“Things go disappearing in the mountain all the time!” Nick smirked, “now be a good water nymph and take the dagger…or your little flame follows after you.”

A tear slipped down his cheek as he stared at the dagger.

He was torn between an impossible choice.

Save the woman he loved, without her even knowing. Or betray the man that had earned his trust, and was making up for everything he’d ever done.

Chapter 20

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Hidden Sisters, Chapter 18

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: manipulation, aggression, fighting, violence, mentions of blood.

“You know why I’m here, Nick…”

Nick’s jaw tensed as he stared at the number two for his cousin, “you know that I’m not going to give up my son, Lloyd.”

“I came in peacefully, did I not?” he asked calmly, his arms held out in a defensive position. His words seemed calm enough, but the non-verbal cues seemed like he was taunting Nick, “there’s no need to be aggressive and hostile, Nick.”

“You’re coming into my home, demanding that you be able to take my son, I wouldn’t exactly call that peaceful,” Nick growled as he shot Lloyd another look, “what did you think would happen, Lloyd? That I’d give him up and let you go on your merry way? I’m not bending on this. I’m not handing over one of my sons to Lance.”

“He’s a water nymph, Nick…he belongs to the water realm.”

“He belongs with his mother, his father, and his brother,” Nick spat, “He shares no allegiance to Lance. And since I’m a dual nymph, and the king of the fire nymphs, his allegiance is to me.”

“That’s not the way it works, boss!” he chuckled darkly, “you know how Lance is. You know that he won’t just accept that answer and move on.”

Nick’s jaw tensed even more, “you can either leave the mountain without my son, and with safe passage back to Lance in the water realm, or you can choose what’s behind door number two. And fair warning, if you choose door number two, I will kill you and you will be sent back to Lance in pieces.”

“See there, big guy that’s where the issue is. I can’t just leave here without the water nymph hatchling, and I’m not supposed to go back empty handed. You know that I’m not exactly one for just letting go of a task…” Lloyd smirked as he explained himself to Nick, “wouldn’t exactly be second in charge if I did, you know?”

“You’re not getting my children!”

Lloyd smiled, seeing Jennifer holding one of the boys, “don’t worry, sweetheart, I don’t want both of the brats. Just came for the water nymph. The one in your paws is safe.”

Lloyd took a step forward, and Nick launched a jet of water at him. The blast nearly knocked him off of his feet, pushing him away from his wife and one of his sons. Lloyd turned quickly on his side, glaring at the fire king, “well that wasn’t nice.”

“And here I was thinking that I was being nice by using the element you can control as well.” Nick said with a scowl, “I don’t want to hurt you Lloyd…but I will do what I need to in order to protect my family!”

“And I’m just obeying orders from my king, Nick!” Lloyd growled in response. He got up, ready to fight when a fireball was hurled at his side. His eyes snapped up to one of the midwives who was holding the water nymph child in question. Lloyd’s heart ached as their eyes met, but he tried to play it cool, “well hey there sunshine…it’s been a while!”

“Go the fuck home, Lloyd! You’re not welcome here.”

His jaw tensed, “you know I can’t do that!”

“Leave, Lloyd…”

“If I leave, the next time a water nymph comes back it’s going to be more than one,” Lloyd warned, “it’ll be a whole army of us, my little flame.”

“Don’t call me that!”

“What, little flame,” he muttered, a sad edge to his voice, “you don’t want me to call you that anymore?”

“You made your choice when you abandoned me, Lloyd. So you don’t get to call me anything,” she spat, “when you chose another over me…over your real, true mate.”

“Little flame-“

His words were stopped by a harsh slap across his face. She glared at him while he kept his eyes on the still sleeping water nymph in her arms, “don’t you ever come back here, Lloyd.”

“I will be back with the water army,” he growled in a deadly low tone, “and when we wash the fire nymphs out, I’ll make sure to save you for last.”

“Then we’ll be ready for them!” Nick growled, pulling the woman gently behind himself. A few of his guard came into the nursery, weapons at the ready.

“This isn’t over, Fowler…not by a long shot!” Lloyd warned. He spared the fire nymph midwife a glance, a longing look crossing his features momentarily before he was swept up by the water.

“You knew him…intimately…” It wasn’t a question. It was an accusation. She nodded, “you mentioned that he was your true mate…”

Again, she nodded.

“Yes…Lloyd is my one true mate.”

“And yet here you are…a fire nymph who chose to stay in the mountain, while your mate, the second in command, is a water nymph.”

“Lance has a thing against impure bloodlines.”

“What makes you impure?”

“It’s not me…it’s what our hatchlings would be,” she admitted, “both of my parents were fire nymphs. There’s no history of a water nymph anywhere in my family. Ever. That means that there would be a high chance that our hatchlings wouldn’t be water nymphs.”

“So, you were forced to be apart.”

“By Lance and Nick, yes…Lloyd chose another mate…another water nymph…” she explained, “he went back to Lance with his tail between his legs…and me…I was forced out of Nick’s personal guard. I became a midwife. All of the years fighting for the fire realm, and I ended up with nothing to show other than a default job because of my gender.”

“It’s not nothing. You-“

“I am living without my true mate, and I’m forced to see others find their happiness…I help them with the start of their families, but I leave every night emptyhanded and alone,” she replied, cutting her off, “I lost my position within the mountain. The only reason I stay is because of my loyalty to Nick. The loyalties I had to his sisters when they were here…and now…loyalty to you, my queen.”

She frowned, thinking of how alone the woman must have been. She’d been so loyal to Nick and his sisters, and was met with harsh criticisms and punishment.

No status.

No family.

Jennifer reached out, her hand stroking the fire nymphs cheek, “I thank you for your loyalty, kind nymph…when this war is over, I will keep you in mind!”

“WELL!”

Lloyd licked his lips, his mustache twitching as he looked away from his king, “I don’t have the hatchling.”

Lance’s blue eyes nearly turned silver as rage coursed through his body like a tidal wave, “what are you talking about, you don’t have the hatchling? That hatchling is a water nymph. HE BELONGS TO ME!”

“I came across some…unforeseen issues!”

“You mean you saw her!”

Lloyd cringed at the mention of his mate. Lance’s jaw ticked and he lashed out at Lloyd. His fist fell hard and heavy against the other nymph’s jaw, and Lloyd fell to the floor, not daring go up against him.

“King Nick gave me an ultimatum. To leave emptyhanded, or never leave the mountain at all,” he said firmly, spitting out the blood that had accumulated in his mouth, “I did what I thought was best, my king!”

“If you did what you thought was best, you wouldn’t have come back at all!” he spat, placing a big kick between his ribs. Lloyd coughed, his body lurching with the kick, “not without what is mine!”

“LANCE!”

Lance’s attention turned towards Annalise. His heart felt like it stopped on a dime as she stared him down.

“Annalise!” He felt like a kid that was caught stealing candy from a shop as she worriedly stared between him and Lloyd, “mate…you shouldn’t be down here!”

“Wh-why are you hurting, Lloyd?”

“He did something that wronged me!”

“Lloyd?” Lloyd didn’t bother looking up. It wasn’t until Annalise dropped to her knees and held the nymph’s face in her own hands, “Lloyd, look at me.”

“Lloyd!” Lance growled.

She only lifted a hand in response, her look deadly. Lance turned away from the pair.

“Tell me what you did that wronged my mate, Lloyd?”

“I failed to bring back the hatchling…the water nymph that was born to Jennifer and Nick of the mountain.”

Her breath left her throat and she turned to Lance, “you-you were trying to take Nick and Jennifer’s child?”

“He’s a water nymph!” he answered simply, “he belongs to my realm…he is ours, my love.”

“No…Lance…people can’t belong to people like that,” she replied sadly, dropping Lloyd’s face. She turned towards him and stood to her full height, “you don’t own them simply because they are water nymphs…”

“But my sweet alpha…”

“What would you say then if we had pups in the future, huh?” she quizzed, becoming angrier by the second, “or better yet, what would you do if we had hatchlings and they were woodland or fire? Would you give them to your cousins?

“No,” Lance said quickly, “they’d never touch a hair on our children’s heads…they’d have to get through our entire army, my love.”

“Then tell me, my mate…why would you try to steal another’s baby?”

Lance went to open his mouth, but it shut just as quickly. He couldn’t think of an answer. But Annalise took his hand in her own and placed it over her own heart, “do you feel that, Lance? My heart, it beats for you. It beats for us, and everything that we can become…but we could never prosper, not unless you leave the others to their own lives.”

“Mate-“

“Lance…you have to stop, before it hurts all of us.”

Chapter 19

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Hidden Sisters, Chapter 9

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: angst, dubcon relationships, mentions of violence/aggression/death.

“You need to calm down, Lance.”

Lance ripped his arm from his cousin’s, a sneer on his face, “don’t you dare tell me what to do, Jefferson. I am a king of nymphs, just as you are. I am not some petulant child, so stop speaking down to me like one.”

“Then perhaps you should stop acting like one, cousin,” Jefferson retorted. Lance’s jaw ticked and Jefferson smirked, “what, cousin? Do you wish to throw another tantrum?”

“Go to hell, Jefferson,” he spat, “I was promised a daughter of Rogers. Her sister backed out of the deal, and she stepped into it in her place. She knew what she was walking in to. But now, suddenly I’m not good enough to walk away with?”

“You’re trying to rip her from the only connections she has because you feel slighted,” Jefferson pointed out as he tried to reason with Lance, “I know what happened between our other cousin and yourself…”

“Then you know he betrayed my trust…”

“I know that he protected his sisters to the best of his abilities,” Jefferson frowned, “he tried to prot-“

“He stole my subjects and hid them away in his mountain like some sort of dragon,” Lance growled, cutting off his cousin, “Both of his sisters are water nymphs. An-“

“And you know that he is both in control of his fire abilities, and has water ones,” Jefferson reminded him, “and I don’t think you need the reminder cousin, but he yielded that crown to you.”

Lance’s jaw ticked, “it was my crown…he didn’t deserve it.”

“But he wields both and is older than us,” Jefferson retorted, “you know the laws just as well as I, cousin. Nick was entitled to the thrown first. But he knew that you would be better suited to lead the water nymphs rather than him splitting his energy. You didn’t deserve the crown, cousin…none of us ‘deserve’ anything.”

“You spend too much time listening to philosophers in the wind, cousin.”

“And you spend too much time with water in your ears,” Jefferson said smugly, “I’m only advising you to take the water out and spend some time grounding yourself. Get to kn-“

I’m a water nymph, cousin. The water does ‘ground me.’ Are you suggesting that I take your lands in exchange for that of our cousins?”

“I’m saying you need to focus on the bride you’ve been neglecting, rather than focusing on a subject who wishes to live peacefully with her mate.”

“You should know that she’s banned from my lands.”

“She knows.”

Lance frowned, knowing that Jefferson was hiding Nick’s sister in the woods with her selkie mate. And while he wanted to threaten his cousin, much in the same way that he threatened Nick, Lance had always had a soft spot for his well-spoken cousin. He and Nick were both hot-headed, and always butt heads, but Jefferson managed to be the calm between them.

Lance sighed and Jefferson clapped his cousin on the shoulder, “you do know what you should do, don’t you, cousin?”

“She doesn’t want me, Jefferson. She stopped wearing the bracelet that I’d given her…She removed it…”

“She is a shifter, dear cousin,” Jefferson reminded Lance, “the girls do not know our ways as we do. She removed it because she feels abandoned.”

“I’ve had to prepare for her…” Lance frowned, “I’ve had to remind my subjects that their queen will be a wolf. That she is different from us. I-“

“Have you told her that?”

Lance’s frown deepened and he looked away from his cousin. He shook his head, “No…I-I haven’t told her anything.”

“She is an alpha…much like her sisters. She is head-strong and determined, but she is not without embarrassment or needs, Lance,” Jefferson sighed, “she wants to feel wanted and loved, cousin. She wants to be wooed. You cannot just show up and drag her away just to lock her in a castle and forget about her.”

“I would never…”

“Cousin…you already have,” Jefferson sighed, “Samantha and her have been in Ransom’s castle for nearly a month. I’ve made time to see my bride nearly every day. And if I cannot, I send word. I remind her that she is always on my heart and in my thoughts. It is not about the gifts that we give, but the time that we share with them.”

Lance sighed as Jefferson stood and excused himself.

“Wait…” Jefferson looked back to his cousin, and he bit his lip, “h-how do I come back from it, Jefferson? She hates me…”

“She doesn’t hate you,” Jefferson chuckled, “she’s an alpha wolf who feels abandoned. She’s angry…”

“Wouldn’t you say that’s worse?”

“Perhaps,” he chuckled, “but it is up to you to make it up to her, Lance…I have my own wolf to take care of…attend to your future bride as I shall attend to mine.”

“Lance does care about you, Annalise…” She only rolled her eyes as her sister spoke. But Samantha caught on and came and sat on her sister’s bed, “Jefferson told me all about a conversation that the two of them had. He wants to make it right.”

“If he wanted that, he would have stayed…”

“He did stay,” she reminded her sister, “for seven hours, locked outside of your room while you threw your own little temper tantrum.”

“I didn’t throw a temper tantrum.” Sam looked at her sister and she sighed, “he deserved it.”

“You two really are perfect for each other, Annalise.”

Annalise glared at her sister for a moment, before Sam went back to packing, “What are you doing, Sam?”

“Oh…uh…Jefferson asked me if I wanted to spend a few days at his kingdom after Nick and Jennifer get married…he said that he has to prepare the kingdom for my arrival…and we won’t get a chance to see one another again until the wedding…so I wanted to get packed.”

“The wedding is in four days…you don’t need to pack this early,” she said quickly, only to process the words as they left her lips, “wait? You’re leaving me?”

“I’m not leaving you Annalise...”

“But you’re going to Jefferson’s kingdom,” she replied, “a-are you coming back? How long are you going to be away? Do Ransom and Jake know? D-“

“Calm down,” Sam laughed, cutting her twin off, “look, I’m coming back. Jefferson just wants me to see his kingdom and meet his subjects. I’m only going to be gone for a few days. And yes…Jake and Ransom know.”

“But you’re leaving…” Annalise frowned, “y-you’re going without me…”

Sam felt the knots in her stomach tightening. She hadn’t put much thought into it before, but Annalise was right. She and her hadn’t ever been apart for any real amount of time, and while it would only be a few days, she knew that it was the start to something bigger.

It was the start of the two of them finally having separate lives.

“Annalise…a-are you okay?”

Sam bit her lip as her twin began to tear up. She shook her head, and the tears streamed down her cheeks, “no…I-I don’t want you to leave me, Sam…”

“Oh, Anna,” she whimpered, rushing her twin. Her own tears started to fall down her cheeks, and the emotions that she’d put on the back burner so that she could focus on her relationship with Jefferson, came forward, “Anna don’t cry. You’re making me cry.”

“Y-you’re abandoning me, Sammy…”

“I’m not, I promise.”

Annalise pulled away from her sister to look at her, “but you are…y-you’re going to go with Jefferson and visit his amazing kingdom and when you come back, you’re just going to miss it. You’re going to miss him. I-I won’t…I won’t have anyone, because you’ll just want to be with him.”

“Anna, I won’t…”

“I can see that you love him, Sammy,” she cried, throwing herself back into her sister’s arms once more, “I-I know you do…”

“W-well I know you love Lance…regardless of how he’s been a shitty mate.”

“I just don’t want to be alone, Sammy.”

“You won’t, Anna. I promise.”

The door was thrust open, and both Ransom and Jake were surprised to see the twins crying, holding one another.

“D-do you two already know?” Jake asked from the door, the confusion seeping into his tone.

“Know what?” Sam asked, wiping the tears from her cheeks in an attempt to make herself look a little more presentable, “W-what’s going on?”

“The wedding is on hold,” Ransom said firmly, “your trip to Jefferson’s kingdom is cancelled as well, Sam…”

“What?”

“One of Nick’s generals challenged him at the festival’s beginning this evening…in three days, there will be a battle…and the winner of it will be the new king of the nymphs…”

“Wh-what does that mean for Jen and Nick?” Annalise asked suddenly.

“If Nick wins, the wedding will happen after the completion of the festival three days after the battle…”

“And if he loses?” Sam asked nervously, sensing the tension in the room.

Ransom frowned and he looked at Jake. Jake’s brow furrowed, as even he didn’t know what it meant, “why are you giving me that look, Ran? What happens if Nick loses.”

“According to nymph law that would make his general the new king of the nymphs,” Ransom said slowly, “and there would be a public execution of Nick…and Jennifer, if the general didn’t want to take her as his bride.”

Jake’s brows raised, “What?”

“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?”

“I’m going to go get my sister, right now!” Jake began, instantly turning on his heel. The twins jumped from their spot on the bed as Ransom chased his husband down.

“Jake we can’t intervene.”

“Bullshit!” Jake scoffed, “If you don’t want to come, fine. Look after the girls, but I’m not going to let some fireballs put my sister’s life on the line because of some machismo bullshit.”

“Jake-“

“Ransom, I love you, but this is not up for discussion,” Jake replied, turning on his heel and holding his husband firmly, “if this is something that would put the kingdom in danger, I understand…but-“

“Take the guard,” Ransom said hopefully, cutting his husband off, “I-I’ll put the kingdom on lockdown, but I need to know that you’re safe too…”

Jake nodded and kissed his husband roughly, “make sure they’re safe.”

“Come back to me in one piece, my king,” Ransom begged, pulling Jake in for another kiss, “or I’ll burn the world down until they know my pain.”

Jefferson held Samantha in his arms, treasuring every second that he was able to look at her, “I cannot take you with me, Samantha…”

“I don’t want you to leave,” she whimpered sadly, “what-what happens if things go sideways?” W-would I see you then?”

“I will make sure that you are protected, my love,” he promised gently, cradling her face in his hands, “no matter what, your safety is the most important thing to me, Samantha.”

“Jefferson-“

“But for now, it’s not safe,” he reminded her, cutting her off, “you should sneak back over the kingdom wall. I will come again when I know that I can.”

“But Jeffer-“

“I love you, Samantha!” he exclaimed, kissing her passionately. Sam leaned into the kiss, already missing her mate in the day that it had been since the challenge had been announced.

She sighed, feeling the wind whipping her hair around, knowing that when her eyes opened her betrothed would be gone. She felt the shift in the pressure, and her lips suddenly felt bare, his presence no longer with her.

Biting her lip, she made her way back towards the castle, praying that she would be able to see him soon.

Chapter 10

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“Lance you cannot just show up in my kingdom without notice,” Ransom growled, pushing the nymph as he barreled past his guard. The fae’s eyes widened as he continued on to his path to Annalise without so much as a stumble. Ransom appeared in front of Lance effectively stopping him, “HEY! YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME IN MY OWN KINGDOM! I DO NOT GO TO YOUR LANDS AND DEMAND AN AUDIENCE. YOU WILL HAVE THE COURTESY TO DO THE SAME TO ME!”

“I want what was promised to me, Drysdale.”

Ransom’s brow furrowed, “you haven’t come and seen her since the day you left her with the bracelet. You can’t just take her. That wasn’t the agreement and you know it. You have to court her, just as Jefferson has been doing wi-“

“I do not care for what my cousins have been doing any longer, just as I do not care for their petty agreements. They have broken accords and hidden my own subjects from me, and now use the guise of mateship to keep them from me as well,” Lance growled at the fae, “my cousin Nick has been prolonging his own wedding plans and had hidden one of my own subjects from me. I will not be given the runaround any longer from any of you. I am claiming my bride, and I a-“

“Cousin you are being uncouth.”

Lance’s jaw ticked as he looked behind the fae to see both Samantha and Annalise beside Jefferson. Jefferson was dressed to the nines and had a twin on each arm. His heart ached as he looked at his mate, as she immediately looked away from him, her smile falling from her face, before turning and going back into the grand hall that they’d come from.

His soul was calling out to her, and yet he felt rejected. His heart felt like it was shattering in its chest.

“You haven’t so much as shown your face since that day,” Ransom reminded him, feeling Lance’s pain as the king of the water nymphs looked longingly in the direction she disappeared, “I know that Annalise has expressed it to Jake that she feels you do not truly care for her as Jefferson cares for Samantha…and for a moment I had believed that…but seeing the look in your eyes, the heartbreak I can feel in your soul…I see that is not what it is.”

“I have a kingdom to keep in line. I can’t spend every hour of the day with her,” Lance said between shallow breaths. It was a pathetic excuse. One that both men knew he was using to hide how he really felt. His eyes still hadn’t met Ransom’s, as they were glued to the spot where Annalise has stood. He looked like he would shatter into a million pieces if he moved wrong, “my gods…she hates me for it, doesn’t she?”

Jefferson had appeared beside his cousin in the next blink of an eye, his hand planting firmly on his shoulder, “worry not, cousin. She still has love for you. She just needs to know that you care about her. Look at Samantha and I. W-“

“I care not about what you and your mate do in your own life,” Lance growled, suddenly angry that his mate hadn’t reappeared in the entryway. He tucked away his feelings of rejection and pain and hid behind the rage that he’d grown accustomed to, “Annalise! ANNALISE!”

“She is not a dog you call for a treat,” Jefferson reminded his cousin, “she is your mate and you’re the one who upset her. Go to her. You, go to her!”

Lance shot his cousin another look before looking to Ransom. The fae moved out of the way, and Lance briskly walked towards the grand hall, only to be stopped by Samantha.

“If you hurt her any more than you already hav-“

“My sweet, independent mate,” Jefferson cooed, his hand reaching out to take her firmly by the forearm. He pulled her into himself, and she glared at Lance from her spot against Jefferson’s chest, “allow him to work on his own relationship with Annalise.”

“I’ll kill you,” she promised gently, eyes a raging storm, “if you hurt her…I will find a way to kill you, whether you’re her mate or not.”

Lance chose to ignore her sentiment and stalked into the room. And yet again, his heart ached, seeing her sitting by the window, looking out into the kingdom. His heart raced as he slowly made his way towards her, wondering what the best approach would be.

“I can hear how fast your heart is beating.”

Lance froze, the words feeling like ice grating against his skin. They were angry and tinged with pain. She looked back at him, misty-eyed with reddened cheeks. He frowned, taking a few more steps towards her, “little wolf…”

“Don’t,” she warned gently, her own gaze finally lifting enough to meet his own. He saw a pain and heartbreak in him that he wished he could wash away; that he hated himself for knowing that he was the root cause of it, “don’t use that tone with me…I-I don’t want to hear it.”

“I am not using a tone,” he said softly, walking over until he had dropped to his knees in front of her while she sat in the bay window. His hands reached out and took one of her own. She allowed him to hold her hand, and he kissed her knuckles, “I am sorry, little wolf. I haven’t been paying you proper attention.”

“Do you not want me?” she asked after a moment, “I-I can smell you, and I know that-but if you don’t want me-“

“Of course I want you,” he said quickly, cutting her off, “I-I know that you’re my mate. I can feel it in my soul that you’re my other half, Annalise, I jus-“

“Then why do you ignore me, Lance?”

“I-I’ve been busy…with my kingdom,” he said quickly, the reminder of his kingdom tinging his mouth with a sour taste, “but if you come with me. If you come back to my kingdom-“

“I’m not going anywhere with you, Lance,” she scoffed, “why would I go with you when you haven’t spared me an ounce of your affections?”

His eyes widened, and he stopped speaking, “what?”

And that’s when Lance noticed that she wasn’t even wearing the bracelet that he’d crafted for her. Her wrist lay bare, and his heart ached once more, “you’ve got to be joking, little wolf. You are my mate. You belong to me. You belong in the water kingdom, with me.”

“I’m staying here!” she said defiantly, “I’m not going anywhere with you.”

“But-y-you’re mine.”

“My heart and soul may be yours, but I’m not something you can just forget about and then come back to whenever you want,” she reminded him, standing from the window. Lance looked up at her, his own confusion keeping him planted to where he knelt, “I may be your mate, and you may be mine…but I will not be some toy for you. I want love, Lance. I want devotion. I want to give everything to my mate and have him do the same. I want a loving life, and I care not if I am a pauper or a queen, but I want to know that my future pups or hatchlings would be loved, and adored, just as he adores me. I do not want to be forgotten and gathering dust in a corner in one of your palace halls.”

“But…bu-but, you’re mine!” he answered, standing up. She dropped his hands and took a step back as rage built up inside of the water nymph king, “You belong to me. YOU’RE MINE, LITTLE WOLF!”

“I don’t like this side of you, Lance!” she said quickly, “I do not belong to you. And I will not leave with you. You should go…”

“YOU’RE MINE!” he repeated once more, his voice booming throughout the room. He felt his rage continuing to grow, but he grabbed her firmly by the wrist, ignoring her protest and cries, “we are going home. And we are going to get married and mated. And-“

“LET GO OF ME!” she shrieked, pushing herself away from him. Lance turned, surprised at the strength of his mate as she wrenched her arm out of his grip. His anger started to muddle as he noticed the bruises quick to develop on her arm. Lance took a step forward and she took two back, a low warning growl passing through her lips, “stay away from me. I am not yours and you cannot control me.”

“Annalise.”

Lance barely noticed Samantha rushing to her sister, cradling her twin. Or Jefferson’s grip on his shoulder as he was quick to lead him away from the room.

Only eight words continue to echo again and again in his head as he found himself in another room down the hall. His mate’s angry tone with him as she repeated, ‘I am not yours,’ and ‘you cannot control me.’

And for the first time in his life, Lance felt truly alone…and it bothered him greatly.

Chapter 9

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