QUEEN OF NEVERLAND ❇ PETER PAN

chapter two

They had built Henry his own hut in the camp, of course, they had spelled it to make sure he wouldn't run. They would get him on their side but that took time and it was only his first night.

Lilith woke up as she felt another burst of magic on the island. She must've been so caught up with the plan she hadn't noticed it earlier. It was miles onto the island already. It felt familiar like she knew exactly who it was.

"Peter." She said, turning to find his spot in their bed empty. She clenched her jaw at the sight. "I'm gonna kill him." She muttered to herself. She hated when he did things without telling her.

She used her magic to change out of her silk nightgown back into her day clothes before transporting herself to Peter. They had linked themselves years before so they could always find each other.

"You're Emma right?" She heard her boyfriend say. She quickly turned herself invisible to watch over them secretly. "I wonder why they can't hear the crying." Lilith noticed the sound of children crying, an illusion Peter had put up. "Who are you?"

The boy smirked. "Did I forget to introduce myself? I'm Peter. Peter Pan." He said with a smirk. Emma grabbed her sword, rushing the boy back against the tree.

Lilith felt her body burn with rage and jealousy. She could see the excitement in his eyes. "Where's Henry?" Emma shouted. "You've got fire, I like fire." That was the final straw for Lilith, using the same words he had used on her years ago.

She sent herself back into their treehouse. Anger filled her body. Once again Peter couldn't control himself around another girl, the same happened with Wendy Darling. 

Lilith used her magic to start throwing all of Peter's stuff out the back window. All his clothes, weapons, and everything else he owned. It wasn't the first time she did it. Although she was an all-powerful queen, she was still a hormonal and emotional teenager.

The Lost Boys watched from below in amusement. It was nice for them to see the girl act like a kid sometimes, they missed it. The longer she was on the island the colder she grew. She still love the boys but it wasn't the same.

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The next morning Lilith woke up with a small smile on her face, ready to go off on her boyfriend. She looked out the window to see the powerful boy sleeping on the ground below their treehouse.

She smirked, removing the magical barrier from the house. "Wake up sleepy head." She called, throwing a fireball down at the boy. Peter yelped as he felt his skin burn. 

He looked up to his girlfriend, smirking darkly at him. He huffed before transporting himself into the treehouse. "What in the bloody hell is wrong with you Lil?" He shouted at the brunette.

"What's wrong with me? What about you Pan?" She snapped, knowing he hated it when she didn't call him by his first name. "Don't. I didn't do anything you psycho."

Lilith scoffed. "I saw you last night, flirting with the blonde." She said, crossing her arms. Peter smirked at her words. "So, you're jealous? That's what this whole thing is all about?" He chuckled.

"Don't laugh Peter. It's not funny." She complained. "No, it's not, you're right." He said, his tone dropping as he got closer to her. "It's quite hot actually, you know I love it when you get jealous."

Her face burned red, in both anger and a slight blush. "Well, I don't." She said to him. "Then I just have to prove that there's no reason to be jealous of The Savior."

"Really? How you gonna do that?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. All the anger was gone, only horniness was left behind. It was something about Peter taking control of her.