Revenge is Killer

Chapter Four

Seconds to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to days, days to months, months to a year and 3 months. I have ignored all advances of the boys even through the process of merging the packs together civilly.

I could still sense the anger they have for each other but they were setting it aside for my sake and trying, maybe one day this trying will turn into something.

Today would be the final step of concealing the two packs together. No one had to move besides one of the Alpha's which Kratos moved in with Kyros and I. The King size bed in Kratos room was taken out and replaced with a bed large enough to fit four to five people. It was not an option for me to go from one bed to another every night.

I haven't spoken with them only consulting Horio in the time being as well as my Grandmother. They became my support system when I couldn't sleep at night or cry over the emptiness I felt without them being so close to me.

They came on more than one occasion to comfort me but I refused and reminded them that it was their fault for making me do this because they hated each other. Now their hate settled for anger, regret, distaste, competition, and utter dislike. They were like enemy business partners, able to communicate but didn't want to too much.

I was laying in my bed ready for my two o'clock nap. I always felt refreshed after these, but was awaken by immense heat that surrounded me like a blanket on a bitter cold winter day.

The boys. I blinked to see two large arms draped across my pelvic and stomach area. I sighed knowing today the deal was concealed and they weren't going to spare a single second after to touch or hold me.

"Kyros, Kratos, wake up." I said softly. They roused without a second thought engulfing me in a hug.

When my birthday came around four months ago they both sent flowers to my door with a poem written by the both of them. I thought it was the sweetest thing but had to make sure to remember I had to stay strong for the results I wanted.

"Thank you." I whispered as I was squished between masculinity. I was proud that I stayed with my commitment with making them agree to some terms.

One moment I was in my room the next I was in theirs, "Kyros I didn't know you could transport others as well." He smiled and kissed my cheek.

"We worked on our powers, to strengthen them so we could protect you more efficiently." I knew this already from the updates Horio gave to me so kindly. I could see not only did they work their powers but their muscles, they were now slightly larger than what they were before.

"Ophelia, we missed you. We just need some sleep and to be close to you." Kratos announced, as we laid down. I agreed, tired all of a sudden. Sandwiched between two men, I was happily able to fall asleep in their warm embraces.

Headaches, coughing, fevers, shaking, nerve pain were the few things I felt on a day to day basis weeks after we were together doing fine. I seemed to grow weaker by the week. Everyone was worried especially after my Grandmother spoke up.

"Between the sickness in both of the King's heart from the hatred and anger, it is making Ophelia physically sick. You have also have not completed the mating. She has to take on both of you, her body won't prepare herself to take on both of the Kings unless they make up and go into this with pure hearts." She recited as if it was memorized.

And indeed it was. It was a dream that she had the night before and held onto it with everything. The boys were being punished through me for their hatred. They couldn't fake being well and together again. Their hearts had to change for the better and when that happens I will feel better instantly and we shall mate.