The beginning of Gwyn and Azriel

THE MEETING

   Azriel was going to kill someone.

  He clasped his mates hand as they were directed to the meeting room. Azriel also sensed her own nervousness...as if she was struggling like him.

  Gwyn made sure to mark him in every available spot, and he did the exact same thing.

  To be pulled away so suddenly, from their loving connection....was going to start problems for Azriel.

  The couple was the last to enter the room, all eyes on them, all nose's sniffing their scents. It was plainly obvious that they had accepted the mating bond.

  It was extremely obvious that they just had sex for the first time.

  Cassian and Rhys lowered their heads, smirking softly, which was a smart move because Azriel would have made them bleed if they stared at Gwyn.  Nesta was grinning directly at Gwyn, leaning her back into her chair.

  Everyone else was visibly uncomfortable...especially Tamlin. He was also lowering his nose, as if he did not care to scent their connection.

  Beside's Tamlin and his brothers, he was ready to rip out the throats of everyone else present. Elain dared to glance at him, and that was when Gwyn dug her nails into his hand.

 "You've looked long enough," Gwyn rasped low in her throat, only for Elain to hear.

  But everyone heard...and everyone averted their gaze.

  Once the couple positioned themselves as far as possible from the others, did Rhys rise from his spot.

 "We have received news about the sacrifice," Rhys then turned his attention to Azriel.  Azriel nodded his head, ready for them to share the information.

 "It appears that we cannot just choose any sacrifice. My Spy Master attempted that route, but was bombarded by nightmare suriels," Rhys paused, glancing around the room.

 "The sacrifice that we must bring to these suriel's must be one, that is completely willing."

  No one spoke.

 "We need a sacrifice that is whole-heartedly ready for death...they need to be sure with their entire being."

 No one spoke, again.

 "I thought we agreed that Gwyn would partake in Calanmai?" Eris dared to say his mates name. Red anger pulsed in his eyes, his fingers digging into the wooden table.

  Helion and all the other High Lords glanced around nervously, clearing sensing Azriel's rage.

 "No, we did not officially agree to that.." Azriel growled low in his throat.

  Tamlin rose, straightening his stance. "I agreed that I did not want my daughter to participate in such a ritual," he announced.

 "So, I will be your sacrifice."

  Gwyn stood quickly. "No you are not! You have to be one hundred percent willing...are you willing to  die and leave your family?"

  Tamlin lowered his head. "It is our only option right now."

  Gwyn shook her head. "No it is not. I am sure you can all tell that we have accepted the mating bond...and have partook in the proper activities," she breathed.

 "Oh we know..." Eris chuckled.

  Azriel was out of his seat in seconds, his wings darting him across the room quickly, until he smashed right into Eris.

 "I'll kill you," he barked into his face, before his fist completely destroyed his nose. People were grabbing onto the Shadowsinger, yanking him away.

  Gwyn was in his arms, using her body to calm him.

 "We will do it," she rasped out.

 "We will participate in Calanmai."

 "Gwyn please, listen to me." Tamlin started again.

 "This Calanmai will be different. It will be Azriel who will be out of control, possessed by the magic of Spring..."

 "Oh, fuck no!" Azriel yelled out, still deranged by his fight. Gwyn snapped her head towards him.

 "We are doing it."

 "Let's discuss first."

 "No, we have wasted too much time with this already."

  Gwyn moved to the centre of the room, causing the entire table to hush. 

 "We are going to the Spring Court right now..and participating in Calanmai tonight."