the immortals trilogy : a taste of eternity

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Thermias: the second world

Alethea.

'The Immortals were the most ruthless, cold and dangerous supernaturals.'

The tour guide began her education.

I stood at the back of the hungry eyed mortals and supernaturals.

Currently I was at an art and history museum.

For the first time in a millennium I had actually been persuaded to visit this place.

'Their leaders, Alethea, Viper and Akantha were the most terrifying warriors, Immortals and females to ever be born. Even now, as much as they are a myth, we all hold that secret fear in us of them.' She giggled.

I cringed.

A myth!

We were more than a myth.

We were alive and well. 'Just forced into hiding.

My hands fisted as the woman continued with her insults.

I was so close to drawing out my weapon and proving it to her how very real we were.

But I didn't.

Not because I was afraid of being found out, nor because of my oath, but because my very beautiful mates were in the room.

As an Immortal, I have two mates. For me it was a male and a female.

And they smelt so good.

They were the reason I had stayed here. The reason I had not stormed out into the drenching rain outside away from my brother. The reason I had not spilt blood.

Oddly so, I wanted them to see me as a good person.

I wanted to leave a good impression for them to imagine constantly at night about.

And so I took calming breathes and relaxed.

My eyes landed on my male mate.

He was handsome.

He was a few inches taller than me(about four), had strong prominent cheekbones that trapped his wickedly plump lips in a constant delicious pout, his eyes reminded me of the sea with their ocean blue color, and his skin made me recall the brown, almost muddy desert sand were I had first killed my two thousand enemies.

My eyes roamed his impressive body. He was lean with an athletic build and promised such sweet pleasure in bed.

My handsome mate.

After analysing him, my eyes found my sweet and shy female.

She was equally beautiful too.

Her hair was long and reached her waist. It was the color of a muddy brown. Her face was shaped like her heart and gave her these cute dimples when she smiled.  Her almond eyes had snowy white and grey irises. Her soft pink lips were  plump and ready to be savoured by me. Her skin was the same color as my male. And her body was perfectly curved in all the right places.