Dark Star [18+]

Chapter 45 ••.•Wolf-Rayet•.••[Part 1]

Fun fact, only one in one-hundred-million stars are wolf-rayets. Out of 100-400 billion stars in the milky way, only 300 are wolf-rayets. It hurts my brain how few that is, according to nasa " Wolf-Rayet stars represent a final burst of activity before a huge star begins to die. These stars, which are at least 20 times more massive than the Sun, 'live fast and die hard'. " Smh, Wolf-Rayet's are into so much drama. Sound familiar ? Lmfao. anyway, onto the chap.

••.•Wolf-Rayet•.•• [Part 1]

Diana's POV

– 24th Breeding Term Part 1 –

Neptune only has a moment to take the baby when my next mate walks in to observe the birth.

"Wolf-Rayet," I whisper as I kick Neptune's shoulder, and he teleports out with the baby almost immediately.

I close my legs and haul a sheet over myself. These births weren't messy, I was lucky they were so easy with Venus' engineering. That doesn't mean it gets any easier having another mate appear the very moment they're able to breed me.

Wolf-Rayet says nothing about the birth and just crosses his arms and leans against the cave wall.

"You're an Elion Master," I address a topic about himself so he doesn't ask about me, "...and you never told me..." With my words, his white eyes burn to red crosses, not bothering to mimic human. Although he's perfected the rest of the human model look. I do note his hair isn't waxed back this time, just a messy and freshly washed mop of black waves that curl under his ears, "I know you want to mate me now, I'm just curious how you will do so. In my dreams? In my bed? How does an Elion Master mate?"

Wolf-Rayet tilts his head and thinks to himself while not addressing my questions.

My lips thin out and I turn to a glass of ice water. I grab it and sip it, needing it to prepare myself.

Neptune warned me to keep a perfect balance between the fight and a simultaneous surrender. I could swing one way to the other, let my Dark Nine instincts guide me, even more than the slight Fey enhancements. Neptune believed being a Dark Nine would be the reason I'd survive an Elion Master's appetite.

Wolf-Rayet waits for me to finish drinking the water and then he finally addresses my previous statements, "I am Master of Entaorkora," Wolf-Rayet admits, "And I am an Elion Master, I achieved that through age and mastery of quantum elements like gravity. You are a human so you probably won't understand that it has nothing to do with war. This is the first universe I've interacted with the light, it's why I don't desire the consumption of it. But when I did, I found it was highly addictive, like a drug. And I knew with my personality... I couldn't allow myself to become vulnerable to the form of corrupted light that you represent. Love meant nothing to me until it caught me through simple eye-contact, the most ridiculous, meaningless and menial moment. It was after Penthesilea that I was corrupted, and after I killed her too quickly, I was acquainted with hopelessness. Empress Cinta nursed me back to action, I was her weapon, gladly her slave, for curiosities sake. I was very inquisitive about such a cold female light. It's rare for light to be so cold to the touch."

"And my light?" I ask, "Is it cold or warm?"

"Human female light burns hot," Wolf-Rayet drawls, "Yours tastes like... Terra... gave your species – far too much light. Nothing is like a human in this universe."

I'm not sure if that's a compliment or not, but I feel proud never the less.

"You mentioned... when Saiph was mating me – when I supposedly died for six minutes... that..." Wolf-Rayet is already smiling sadistically, glad I remembered, "You kill many for me? Kill many of what, exactly?"