Mistletoe (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 17

"Excuse me?" Mike hollers throwing his arms in the air. "Can we catch a fucking break?"

"Is that one always so..."Mom says.

"Expressive? Yes." I answer. "But for good reason. Mom, I need to have you questioned before I can allow you free access here."

"I understand." She says with a soft hoarse voice. "Can I have a seat please? I'm feeling very lightheaded."

I quickly guide her to a chair and she offers me a soft smile. I give her one in return before turning my attention to my till unconscious Uncle.

"Bring him to the basement. Dampen his powers and contain him." Killian orders.

Orion engulfs him in a bubble carrying his body down into the Medbay. Alister flinches at the sudden change in temperature, his worry wafting through the air in a mist.

"You can go down with him, Elder."

"I will later." He says. "Where is Mono?"

At the mention of his name, the boy threads through my legs. He jogs over to Colt grabbing hold of his pant leg. A steady inkling of fear radiating from him.

"Mono, it's Papa." Colt says softly. His own feelings of bitters hidden underneath his tone.

"Mono, bebe. Come to Papa." Alister kneels opening his arms. Mono hurriedly sprints into his Father's arms. His little body shuddering with his cries.

Colt doesn't make such a move, optioning to go inside instead. A spark of agony extends from Alister.

"How are the pups?" I tense my hand going to my flat stomach. I turn to face Killian with a pit in my stomach.

"Killian,I—" Hao comes to my side a gentle hand being placed on my shoulder. I take a deep breath, grabbing hold of Killian's now trembling hands.

"I can smell your fear, Darling. What's happend?" He asks with a waver in his voice.

"The triplets are okay. They're sleeping." I choke back a sob. "I'm so sorry. I lost the new litter."

His grip tightens on me. His face scrunches up tight tears wetting his face, and grief permeates his being.

"Damn that Hunter!" He yells, gaining the attention of  the others. He rips his hands away, storming into the house.

I make a move to follow, but my hand is pulled back. I turn to face my mother.

"Give him time." Mom says, a forlorn gaze in her eyes. "He needs time to process the news." A hiccup escapes her lips.

"Thank you, Mother." I sit beside her, a few of the other members crowding around as well. "Are you okay to answer some questions for us?"

"I will do my best." She says, repositioning herself in the seat.

"Okay." I sigh. "Mom, what is Tanuos planning?"

"I don't know. We were only given order and once we carried them out we waited for new ones. He was careful to never tell us more than necessary."

"He must've suspected his magic wouldn't have lasting effects on the two of you." Hao says over my right shoulder. "Meaning if what Princess Asta says is true, one of these acolytes may know more."

"How is it be even has a following like this?" I ask. "I thought you said he nearly brought the realms to complete destruction."

"All fanatics have their supporters, My Prince." Asta says from her spot across the table from Hao. "The Mad God was an idol owning my kind. Our part in his sickness spreading is a dark mark in our history."