• Triple Threat Together • [Zourry] |Man X Man|

[21]

"Cease this disobedient, violent behavior and sleep." A blob of frightening matte black goo oozes from Harry's hand that was placed on Zayn's head.

It completely consumes the male, causing unease to stir in both Harry and Louis' gut. An instinctive reaction, rather than one of genuine worry about their mate being harmed. They knew he wouldn't be injured in any way.

Their reassurance stemming from the fact that the Vampire Royal has performed this act a million times and therefore knows exactly what will happen. Louis has also seen this in action and has been a victim of it in the past, when he and Harry were on not so friendly terms.

The black slime soon covers every inch of his skin before evaporating into the atmosphere, leaving no signs of ever being present.

Zayn is rendered motionless, resembling a lifeless corpse as the onyx color seemingly melts and dissipates leaving behind hazel orbs. Harry catches him before he plummets to the forest floor as his wings disappear, cradling him to his chest as Louis comes closer.

The sapphire-eyed Alpha King peers at his unconscious mate who has lost all his extra appendages and features. He catches Harry's stare, both wondering what the young lad is and what life has in store for them with such a powerful, unpredictable partner.

Below them the seemingly allied forces of both species heave sighs of relief at the capture of the source of today's stress. Members of both kingdoms hypothesizing if this will become their everyday lives.

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My nostrils flare appreciatively after getting a whiff of their intoxicating scents while the corners of my lips quirk upwards portraying the serenity I'm suddenly ensnared by. I already feel the comforting warmth of their toned, muscular forms around me before I actually see them.

Mhm. It's feels like I'm being cuddled by muscular clouds. I love it.

I groan meekly as I sluggishly open my eyes and immediatley glitch through their arms to stand in the centre of the room.
This goes unnoticed by my obviously knackered mates who have succumbed to the siren like mantra of unconsciousness; still wandering in the deep depths of slumber.

I can't help but feel guilty for being the source of their exhaustion as I recall the previous events of the day. Sighing softly at that, I sheepishly rub the nape of my neck as the colors of my eyes reflect my current state of mind.

My eyes burn and feel incredibly heavy whilst my throat currently embodies the characteristics of a fucking desert; parched and dry as hell. I no longer feel the air swishing around as my tail wags lazily or excitedly to and fro so I safely assume it's gone; though I check just incase. My wolf ears are also missing in action.

Hm.

My tongue traces my teeth and isn't pricked, indicating that my fangs have also receded to a manageable length.

Good.

I quickly take notice of the silky fabric caressing my skin from the aquamarine pajama set that I assume belongs to Louis. The sheer potency of his scent illustrated this, coupled with Harry's that's a tad bit less overwhelming due to him probably just smothering and rubbing it against his scent glands since it originally reeked of its lycan owner.

I unconsciously smile at the predictable actions of my adorably possessive angel as I write a note and leave it on the nightstand beside Louis' bed.

Well I suppose it's not his room since the last I checked a huge chunk of the wall along with the window was gone.

Must be a guest room then.

Instead of waking them from their deserved and much needed restful states I opt to sneakily exit the room in search of the kitchen. Needing to satiate this thirst and inquire about the whereabouts of Andrej without the overprotective presence, overly possessive, critical and scrutinizing glares of my babies hovering over my shoulders.