𝐀𝐳𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 || 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐱 || 𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐳𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫

There were many people at the Solstice, much more than Azriel expected. Yes-Feyre and Rhysand did decide to invite other Courts as a way to bond and make treaties but even some 'lesser' fae were here.

And, not only that, but Azriel's shadows even reported that Tamlin was here. His High Lady had told the Inner Circle about the apology letter he sent a while ago but still, to see him here in person after everything that he has done to the Night Court and others... it was surprising to say the least.

However, with the crowds of people there were both positives and negatives. Many people could hide the fact that his arousal was practically leaking off of him, the scent was so strong that at some point Azriel had to shoot his load twice into the toilet.

Eris wasn't here yet.

The High Lord of the Autumn Court was the first to reply to the invitation, Only Feyre and Rhysand knew of the mating bond between the spymaster and the Autumn faerie, perhaps Cassian if he truly looked hard enough but Azriel doubted it.

It stayed like this for most of the night, the Shadowsinger only got more in a pissed mood when he spotted Helion and the Lady of the Autumn Court-Or, now known as the High Lady of the Day Court-Serafina was her name, Eris told him that.

The Illyrian's thoughts were broken when he smelt the hint's of whiskey, leaves, and fire smoke. Yes, there were a lot of other Autumn fae here but none smelt like that, like his mate, like Eris.

Azriel quickly made his way to the front entrance to greet his mate when he saw Thesan, again. However, he was not alone. His lover was beside him-that only subsided the anger-Azriel knew that Thesan had liked multiple lovers, he had announced it like Helion had once before. Even if Helion was more reserved with his mate now, Thesan was not.

"Eris." The Shadowsinger said as he approached his own lover, he sent a deadly glare to both Thesan and the person beside him. The High Lord of the Dawn Court only laughed before hooking his arm around his companions own and walking away.

"Azriel." The ginger replied with a smirk. "Something the matter?"

"You were speaking with... him" Azriel said the word as if it had a poor taste in his mouth. "Again." He added.

"I am here to make treaties, Shadowsinger. That involves talking to potential allies." Eris stepped closer to his mate, titling his head back so he could see the entirety of the Illyrian's frame-his broad shoulders, define muscles, beautiful, strong wings, everything.

"Thesan is already an ally to both the Night and the Autumn Court, little fox." Azriel brought his right hand to Eris' jaw, stepping closer the High Lord would be forced to face the ceiling to meet his eyes.

"Yes, but I need security, he is an extended ally to me."

"Are you saying we would betray you?"

Eris' face deadpans at his mates comment. "Of course not, Az. However, the Autumn Court's personal ties to the Dawn is not as secure as it is with the Night."

"You don't need their security. You have us, Day, and Summer." Azriel points out, his eyes darting to Thesan across the room occasionally.

"The more the better, spymaster." The ginger smirks, Azriel's hand was still firmly on his jaw. "Would you like a get better kiss?"

That's what snapped Azriel back to reality, he was acting ridiculous. Thesan had his own lover-even with liking the company of more than one-Eris was mated to him, he should have no worries, so what is the problem? Jealously. Hot, angry, seething, jealously.

Azriel Shadowsinger was jealous of Thesan.

It was almost laughable if it wasn't so serious.

"Calm down, Az. You're going to make the entire place go dark." The High Lord motions to the shadows forming around the many chandeliers hanging in the massive hall.